I Turned My Luck Around by Selling Tea

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Qiao Mei transmigrated to 1976. The person she transmigrated as wasn't just anyone. It was her own mother.

The bad news: Every relative around her was a piece of work, and none of them treated her like a person.

The good news: She seemed to be able to hear what bad people were thinking.

But her most urgent task was to change her mother's miserable life and save herself before her mother's grandmother, who favored boys over girls, made her deaf.

Wait...

Huh? Her mother seemed to have transmigrated, too, into the body of the mother of this body.

In other words, her mother had become her mother's mother.

Slow down, slow down. Let's sit in a rocking car for a while, then think about Mom's life.

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Qiao Mei's mother, Madam Qiao Manwen, lived like the pitiful real heiress in a story about a fake and real heiress in a period novel.

Her birth parents didn't love her, and her adoptive parents didn't care for her.

Her birth grandparents disliked her, and her adoptive grandparents looked down on her.

Her younger brother in the countryside bullied her, and her grandmother beat her.

Her biological older brother and fake younger sister in the city disliked her, and her birth parents and grandparents joined forces to drive her away.

Now, as she lay in bed, barely clinging to life, someone else had taken over her body.

Once Qiao Mei came to, she clenched her fists and swore, "You'll pay back a hundred times over for what you owe me..."

But before she could finish her curse, she got a knock on the head. Meeting her mother's eyes, Qiao Mei gave an awkward smile.

Madam Qiao, who had transmigrated into the body of the woman who raised her, looked at her former self, now her biological daughter, and tugged at her lips. "Speak properly. Don't go in for that emo stuff."

Madam Qiao was great at making money, and her rampage mode could blind every man, woman, and child in the village.

One day, Qiao Manwen scooped up a ladleful of manure and stormed into a human trafficker's home to force-feed it to him. Didn't he pretend they couldn't even afford wild greens? Then she would serve him an extra side dish and plenty of golden soup.

Her mother-in-law protected the trafficker, and her sisters-in-law refused to hand over the bride price from selling her daughter. Qiao Manwen didn't cry or make a fuss. She took her father-in-law's memorial tablet, crept into her mother-in-law's room night after night, and sat quietly by her bed, sharpening a knife.

The eldest branch of the family, once doted on, used to return home to a warm welcome from the Li family, who would tighten their belts to entertain them.

Now, when the eldest branch came back, they could only drink wild greens soup and chew cornmeal buns.

When her shrewish cousins tried to steal her little sister's hairpins, Old Madam Li could only weep as she watched her eldest grandson and granddaughter cry after being beaten. Why did you have to provoke your little sister?

The Li family would wake in the middle of the night, wondering if they had ever offended that mother and daughter.

One day after the divorce, the ex-husband who couldn't let go came to pick a fight after hearing that his ex-wife had changed their daughter's name. "I heard you took that money-losing girl to change her name. Our family asked a master, the blind old woman at the village entrance, to pick a good name, Li Wangdi. How dare you change it without asking us!"

Qiao Mei scoffed. Qiao Zhuangshi laughed. "Oh, I changed her name to Qiao Juedi."

Li Youliang was so flustered that he forgot all about his daughter changing her surname. He pointed at Qiao Zhuangshi, trembling. "You...you poisonous woman! Are you cursing Tianci to die?"

After learning her real name, her ex-husband came back in a panic to start trouble. "You named this brat Qiao Mei. What do you want her to be without? Without a younger brother or a father?"

Qiao Mei, who heard every word, was speechless. Her beloved mother had named her after a thorny rose, wishing her to be clever, strong, and beautiful. How could he twist it into that?

But...it didn't matter.

Qiao Mei put her hands on her hips. "If that's what you want to think, there's nothing I can do."

Bai Xiuning transmigrated into a book, from a vegetative state into a doomed, love-brained supporting character with the Grim Reaper on her heels.

Bai Xiuning: ...

She planned to sell tea and do her best to avoid bankruptcy.

Getting over her love-brain was the first step. Selling tea was just as important.

Then one day, a silly, sweet ATM stopped chasing celebrities and obsessing over romance. While everyone else was bewildered by her sudden change, Bai Xiuning quietly posted on Weibo.

[Grandpa has fallen into a vegetative state! Grandma is old and her hair has turned white! Our tea is not selling! Make your own fate! Follow me and get 30% off tea!]

Everyone: ??? What are you doing?

Wait, you used to spend hundreds of millions on a pretty boy without batting an eye. Why have you turned into an online saleswoman? Wake up!

After figuring out the plot, Bai Xiuning understood. The world she'd transmigrated into was a CEO romance novel. The heroine was a universally adored star in the entertainment industry with a lucky charm constitution.

In this world, anyone who said anything bad about the lucky heroine would immediately be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

Bai Xiuning: ...

I came here to experience life, not risk my life.

Never mind. I'll keep my head down for now.

Some time later, the family business that had been on the verge of bankruptcy started doing better and better, and the playboy himself learned to make money.

Meanwhile, one after another, the CEOs around the lucky heroine faced the threat of bankruptcy...

Bai Xiuning: Hey, a perfect hand. I won by keeping my head down...right?

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This damn world finally dropped its act and revealed its secret identity.

It was just a fake world. The lucky heroine and the Heavenly Dao were nothing more than a game and livestream produced by an advanced civilization.

It turned out that the Heavenly Dao, so obsessed with killing off supporting characters, had been funded by fans of the lucky heroine from another world.

Bai Xiuning: Just destroy it. And you people in that other world, too.

???: Stay away from me!!!

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