The moment she was pushed to the operating table due to massive ectopic pregnancy bleeding, Chen Ting thought of the chat history between her husband and others on her phone.
Fourteen years of preparing for pregnancy have resulted in this.
The moment the anesthetic was pushed into the blood vessels, she closed her eyes and thought: It would be better to die.
When she opened her eyes again, she was dressed as a mother of three children.
The older one is thirteen and the younger one is three years old. The family has no money and the man is gone.
Looking at the little carrot heads standing in a row, she thought seriously: Is it still too late to run now?
But everyone said that their father had died on the battlefield long ago. Three children without a father or a mother were left to die.
Never mind. Just raise it.
Others travel through time to fall in love, while she travels back and forth to raise children.
While others attack men, she studies every day how to keep the whole family from starving to death.
Grind beans, make tofu, sell dried beans, and open a workshop.
The days are getting better day by day, and the children are growing up.
She thought that raising these three children was not in vain.
Until that day——
The man who was rumored to have died long ago came back alive.
Not only did he survive, but he also brought back a noble lady and a child with features that looked exactly like him.
Chen Ting looked at the children she had raised for five years, then at the child, put down the tofu mold in her hand, and wiped her hands.
She smiled.
House fight? Tear mistress?
Coincidentally, the hand strength I developed through grinding beans over the years has not yet been put to use.
Purpose: There is more than one answer to life