Miya's Seventies

When she woke up, she had returned to 1969. The hand-pump creaked and groaned, and the bold slogans on the walls fluttered in the wind. After eight older male cousins, she was finally the little girl everyone had been hoping for. In an era of poverty and backwardness, she was a little sprout raised in a jar of honey, always well-fed and warmly dressed, cherished by everyone. And then there was the sharp-eyed little boy next door. The more she looked at him, the more he seemed like the powerful big shot he would become... Miya: Big shot, have some peanuts. Young big shot: Good girl, Miya. These peanuts are for you. Check out these completed novels, available in my profile: The Royal Little Darling / Entering the Marquis's Residence Again / The General's Little Darling / An Unexpected Marchioness / A Prosperous Era of Pampering / The City's Little Beauty / The Empress's Daily Antics Theme: