Reborn at the Crematorium, My Scumbag Family Begs Me to Be Their Living Ancestor

I poured my heart and soul into raising my son to the rank of Duke, and sent my daughter into the palace as a consort. In return, they joined forces to confine me, and I died of rage in the Buddhist hall! Thankfully, Heaven took pity on me and sent me back ten years. Looking at the pair of heartless, ungrateful children before her, Shen Zhaozhao, the old madam of the Duke of Zhenguo’s household, sneered. “My dear children, this time your mother will personally teach you what it means to regret everything!” This time, I won’t be a doting mother. I’ll be the living ancestor who teaches them how to behave!