The Silly Family of 1970

Please add my upcoming novel, "Rebuilding a Family in the 1970s," to your collection!

A post-apocalyptic powerhouse, Qiao Shuben, transmigrates one day into a period novel as the foil to the female lead.

Once able to kill a zombie with a single punch, she becomes a pretty fool with nothing but good looks and no brains, who barely scraped a zero on her exams. She stands in stark contrast to the capable and kind female lead, who leads her whole family to prosperity.

The female lead is clever and capable, managing everything at home and outside. She’s been one of the brigade’s most competent members since childhood. She leads her family through difficult times, building up capital, and after the country opens up, starts a business, grows rich, and becomes the wealthiest person around.

As for Qiao Shuben, she’s the cautionary example in the book.

She’s beautiful but lazy, and although her family is among the richest in the brigade, she eventually marries an ordinary man and settles down in the countryside, living an ordinary life.

Qiao Shuben has always looked down on pretty fools. But when she sees the female lead struggling to swallow scratchy cornmeal cakes, then looks at the fragrant egg cooked in sugar water and rice gruel her grandma is feeding her...

Mmm, delicious.

Fine, she can be a pretty fool.

But then...

She looks at her biological father, an only child who’s reached middle age without being able to carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything in his hands. He has to call his parents just to replace the roof, and he’s got nothing but a handsome face.

Then she looks at her mother, who’s been the family’s only daughter all these years and can’t even sweep the floor, cook a meal, or balance the books. She even has to pay out of pocket to get anything done.

Qiao Shuben falls into deep thought.

So they’re a family of fools?

Upcoming novel 1: "Rebuilding a Family in the 1970s"

Three-year-old Xiao Ya fainted after falling while picking wild vegetables.

As she lay unconscious, she saw that her father, who had spent his days drinking ever since her mother died, had finally come to his senses because she’d fallen.

Then, after her grandma talked him into it, he decided to find her a stepmother to take care of her.

"..."

That stepmother would bring a daughter, too.

After the two of them arrived, not only did the little wooden figurine she’d rescued from a wild dog become her stepsister’s, even the underwear with a hole in the seat became hers.

From then on, she’d have to wash not only her own clothes, but the whole family’s laundry. She’d be worse off than the little cabbages growing in the fields.

At the thought of it, Xiao Ya, who already had to scrimp and save and pick wild vegetables all by herself at such a young age, was so furious that she woke right up.

But she woke at a bad time. Her father had already agreed to go on a blind date.

Quietly, Xiao Ya decided to ruin the match.

As a mature little kid, she could take care of herself. She didn’t need a stepmother or stepsister!

Before Xiao Ya could do anything, she noticed that her father seemed like a different person. He couldn’t recognize people or do any work, but he still had to keep going on blind dates.

"..."

Luckily, he didn’t like the stepmother from her dream. Instead, he took a liking to the young widow from the commune’s butcher shop.

Xiao Ya looks at the widow, who can chop through a pig’s head with one blow, and at her children, each holding a whole pork leg in one hand.

Xiao Ya trembles.

C-can we get a different stepmother?

Blurb Two

Xiao Ya has already planned out what life will be like after her father gets married.

Hide her secret stash.

Dodge all the chores.

Snatch all the good food.

She absolutely won’t become the selfless, hard-working fool from her dream.

But Xiao Ya can’t understand why, before she’s even done anything, all the chores have been finished, the good food is already in her bowl, and her secret stash is getting bigger.

Xiao Ya will never know that everyone in her family except her is a fearsome person from ancient times.

Upcoming novel 2: "A Family of Cultivators"

As an ordinary village girl from Xibei Village, in Xibei Town, northwest of Xinbei County, Sixi Prefecture, Linan Continent, on the Eastern Continent of the Tunan Realm, Xibei’s biggest worry every day is that her family is so poor they’ll have to live on the northwest wind.

An ordinary little village girl in the cultivation world, she hasn’t seen a single cultivator in her three years of life, and has never even left the village. Xibei, a little kid who transmigrated from the modern world, has no hopes of becoming a mighty hero who beats up villains and kicks aside cannon fodder.

What she wants most is to keep this unreliable family from

starving to death

in the countryside.

Her wish is so wonderfully simple.

After all...

Her father is an ordinary peddler who’s always selling things after they’ve gone out of fashion. He can’t grow anything successfully, either. He walks through eight villages in three days and loses eight pearls in the process. Their family’s few remaining savings are on the verge of running out.

Her mother is a quirky embroiderer who sews things that disappear, and anyone who uses them faints. She’s given up the needlework and started cooking instead.

Then the family’s only chicken vanished.

Her big brother, who emptied the family’s savings to study in town and is determined to pass the exams, has shut himself away after coming in last.

Her big sister is unbeatable in the village. Last time she hit a little too hard, and the family had to pay for the only acre of spiritual farmland they owned.

Their family is now, in every sense of the words:

No fields, no money, but plenty of people (though it’d be better if there were none).

Life is hard. Far too hard.

Three-year-old Xibei sighs deeply, then stands up with her chest out.

This family really is going to have to rely on her.

She may not become a mighty hero, but she can become a goddess of farming.

Theme: Whether you’re ordinary or exceptional, what you love is what matters most