Raising a Child and Getting Rich with My Live-in Son-in-Law in the Period

Eighty-five-year-old Jin Baozhu lay calmly in her nursing home bed, neither sad nor happy. Medical staff hurried around her as the machines let out piercing shrieks. Memories flickered before her eyes like scenes from a film. Her father, who had pointed at her and called her shameless before dying in a fit of rage. Her mother, who cried herself blind and still refused to wear mourning clothes for her on her deathbed. And the child who had come from her womb, yet refused to acknowledge her until the day she died. She had made one wrong turn after another throughout her life. If Heaven would give her another chance, she would be a good widow, honor her parents, and raise her child well! But who could have guessed? When she woke up, she had returned to the 1980s, and the man who had already died in the photograph had come back, limping on one leg! [A scheming beauty determined to mend her ways, actually a fierce and formidable woman vs. a seemingly upright man who is actually a sweet-faced schemer and an utterly devoted husband]