Dressed in 80'S, I'm Disgusted by My Son

When I woke up, I was dressed as a widow and brought two cubs with me. What was going on? Time travel means time travel, and he recognizes the widow, and she recognizes that the two cubs she brought with her are not her biological children, but why is it that she is disliked by the two cubs every day? After all, she is a modern white-collar woman. How come she is now in the 1980s, unable to do anything, and ranks first in the job market? Well, since she's such a loser, she just concentrates on lying down. "Son, yesterday's spicy chicken was pretty good. Mom still wants to eat it today." "My son, the pickled fish made the day before yesterday is also good. I can give it to mom." "Son..."