Blurb:
After feeding a piglet, she steps out of the pigpen and sees a naked man.
Have I transmigrated?
To the 1960s?
But why isn't her family, who belong to this era, here?
She never expected the reason to be the gate to her pigpen.
She's back, but why has this man come along too?
Is this her golden finger, or his?
Life in the 1960s is certainly hard and simple.
But for Su Wanjuan, who can travel back and forth between eras,
everywhere she looks, there's gold to be found.
Su Wanjuan already liked to lie flat, and this time she really lets herself go.
With her old-fashioned husband by her side, she begins living a happy little life.
PS: Reader's guide
A light, fluffy story.
Dong Chengye nods with a loving smile. "Yours, yours. Everything is yours, and I'm yours too."
Su Wanjuan: "Mine, mine. Everything is mine."
Theme: We must always put the people first.
Press the claws to spread the flowers. Spread the flowers. Spread the flowers.
Press the claws to spread the flowers. Spread the flowers. Spread the flowers.
Press the claws to spread the flowers. Spread the flowers. Spread the flowers.
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