Raising Kids on the Frontier with My General Husband from the Future [The 1970S]

My completed novel, The Max-Level Drama Queen Becomes the Villain's Stepmother [1950s], is available. My new novel, After Becoming a Widow, My Dead Husband Came Back [1960s], is now open for advance reservations. Also available for advance reservations: Transmigrated as a Republic-Era Tycoon's Villainous Stepmother. Blurb: Qin Qingman woke up in the poverty-stricken 1970s with nothing to her name. Her wooden house was full of drafts, and outside, snow and ice covered the land. Looking at her five-year-old little brother on the kang, crying so softly he sounded like a kitten, she truly hoped it was all a dream. Starving, she went up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables and ran into a wild boar foraging for food. Just as she thought she was about to die ahead of schedule, a figure shot out beside her and shattered the several-hundred-pound boar's skull with a single punch. "Comrade Qin, marry me." The taciturn man dragged the boar over to her. Looking at the tall, powerful man, then at the bloody boar, Qin Qingman shamefully gave in. There's meat to eat. I'll marry him! Wei Ling had died on the battlefield. When he opened his eyes again, he not only had to face a completely different "strange" family, but also a capital city that had changed beyond recognition. Sensing danger, he immediately packed his things and requested a transfer to the frontier. The frontier was lush with green trees and covered in white snow, making him feel at ease and at home. After putting down roots there for a year, the twenty-six-year-old Regiment Commander Wei received a letter. A beautiful educated youth was on her way to the frontier. He had no intention of taking a wife, and the news left him so irritated that he went up the mountain. There, he found Qin Qingman in danger. The beautiful young woman had bright, vivid eyes and looked both fragile and strong, like a desert resurrection plant. Wei Ling's long-dormant heart stirred... Advance reservation: Transmigrated as a Republic-Era Tycoon's Villainous Stepmother Lu Yunman transmigrated into a period novel and became a mother without the pain of childbirth. Her stepson was sixteen, an adult by the standards of the Republic of China, old enough to marry and have children. On Lu Yunman's very first day after transmigrating, her husband died. It was a political and business marriage with no emotional foundation. He was dead, and that was that. Lu Yunman wasn't sad at all. She made her preparations and, amid a chorus of objections, married his memorial tablet. It's not that she was willing to be a stepmother. The world was simply too difficult. Don't believe all those modern bloggers who say the Republic of China was the most romantic era, or that women in qipao were the very picture of elegance. It's all nonsense. Anyone who has seriously studied history knows how miserable life was for women in that era. Unwilling to be used by her family, treated like a commodity, or left without enough to eat, Lu Yunman decided to find someone powerful to rely on. Compared to an unhappy marriage and a stable life, living with dignity was more important. Four years later, her stepson, dressed in military uniform, handed Lu Yunman divorce papers. His eyes burned with sincerity. "The three obediences and four virtues are shackles imposed on women. I hope you can pursue your own happiness." Lu Yunman, under his gaze: "..." What a high-minded excuse! (The male and female leads aren't good people in the traditional sense, but they have their limits. The blurb may be adjusted a little when the story launches.) Advance reservation: After Becoming a Widow, My Dead Husband Came Back [1960s] There are always rumors swirling around a widow's doorstep. Song Jingshu had the bad luck to transmigrate into a book as a beautiful widow, and all sorts of gossip spread behind her back. Song Jingshu was not the sort to put up with things. Her personality was as fiery as her looks. With her hands on her hips, she stood in the compound and loudly called out the hypocrites by name for three days. After that, no one dared to provoke her, and the gossip vanished without a trace. Song Jingshu left them with one last line: "A bitch is just being coy." Then she went home. Just as she and her child were building a wonderful life together, her supposedly dead husband came back. The man was tall and handsome, with a cold, dignified air and an aura of abstinence. That night, Song Jingshu glared furiously at him. Wasn't he supposed to be cold and clueless about romance in the original story? Wasn't he supposed to be the abstinent type? "Where did the child come from?" the man asked, pinning Song Jingshu against the wall, a playful look on his face. Song Jingshu swallowed and deliberately provoked him. "I had an affair." The man: "..." You've got some nerve saying that! Advance reservation: The Fake Heiress Becomes a Pampered Young Wife on a Seaside Island [1960s] When Wang Manyun transmigrated, the real heiress had just returned. The wealthy family cast her aside, and her fiance abandoned her. Wang Manyun packed up, took nothing with her, and left the enviable rich household with a carefree stride. She went with a tall man who was fierce, cold, and poor to join the military on a seaside island. Everyone thought she had taken advantage of the wealthy family. But that kind of advantage doesn't come easy. Her nominal mother was a pain to deal with. At first, when she became pregnant, she was full of happiness, eagerly awaiting the birth of the fruit of her love. As time passed and she entered the late stages of pregnancy, the ugly stretch marks, weight gain, and changing figure, among other changes, made the mother resent the unborn child. After the birth, whenever anything displeased her, she'd keep telling the child how much she'd suffered for them, subjecting them to all kinds of emotional abuse... Knowing the story, Wang Manyun refused to serve the demanding woman. The wealthy family had nothing to do with her. Who cares! Her fake best friends back in the capital felt sorry for her to her face and secretly rejoiced. So what if she was pretty? She was still a flower stuck in cow dung, and a man that fierce was sure to beat his wife. Wang Manyun didn't become a haggard housewife or get beaten. Instead, she grew more radiant by the day. One glare from her big, dewy eyes at her fierce husband, and he immediately crouched down and obeyed her in everything. By contrast, the real heiress, reborn and back in the wealthy household, had become sallow and gaunt, with lifeless eyes. The two heiresses made a stark contrast. Meanwhile, Wang Manyun had an endless supply of fresh seafood on the island. During a natural disaster, when everyone in the capital was tightening their belts, she was on the island complaining that one lobster wasn't big enough and another sea cucumber wasn't plump enough, living a "luxurious" life where everything was brought to her... Theme: Love your country and your family