The Daily Grind in Ancient Times

Qin Sheng transmigrated.

One moment, she was an unlucky sixteen-year-old high school girl. The next, she was an old woman in ancient times

Oh, no, that's not right. She had finally remembered her past life.

But by now, she was nearly fifty, with grandchildren by the dozen, none of them obedient.

Her eldest son was honest and carefree. If the sky fell, he'd just let it crush him. He spent all day grinning foolishly, blissfully unaware, enough to make anyone's head ache.

Her second son was a reckless flirt who roamed everywhere chasing women. He'd just had his leg broken, but even limping around, he still wouldn't stop showing off.

Her third son was reckless and fierce. No one knew which mountain he'd gone to fight tigers and bears on, and the thought made her anxious.

Her fourth son was a student who had a bright future ahead of him, but suddenly gave up, became addicted to drinking, and turned into a hopeless wreck. No matter how much anyone tried, he wouldn't pick up a book again.

Her only daughter had also returned to her parents' home with her two granddaughters, making a fuss about getting divorced.

As for why Qin Sheng had remembered her past life, it was because her children had been squabbling over splitting the family, and she had been knocked down and hit her head.

She woke amid the sound of a whip, her head wrapped in bandages. She looked at her kindly old husband, who had finally lost his temper, then at the useless lot outside, and listened to the inexplicable voice of the System in her head.

She said to her old husband, whose hair had turned white: "All right, stop beating him. If the fourth son won't study, then you go study!"

Fifty is the perfect age to make a go of it!

The old man's eyes went wide.

Take the imperial exams? Him?

1v1, both leads are each other's only partner.

Haha, I say fifty, but she's actually forty-five. Just round it up a little.

Theme: Love yourself, rely on yourself, and become an independent person.