Revolution with My Foolish Child

In this day and age, if you die without transmigrating, you’re letting your audience down! I, Lu Nianning, happened to show a little kindness and rescued a young girl from beneath a car wheel. Sure enough, I transmigrated in spectacular fashion!

But if I had to transmigrate, couldn’t the author have spared me this much suffering? Why did I wake up to a bare house with a leaky roof? Why was my father weak, my mother ill, and my home full of younger siblings, while I was about to marry a decrepit old man on his deathbed? Why, after I magnanimously agreed to be a bride brought in to bring him good luck, did the old man die on our wedding night and leave me with his twenty-year-old son, who was mentally disabled? Why! Why!! Why!!!

Come on! Anyone can see the Shen family is a den of vipers. With all those brothers and sisters, legitimate wives and concubines, they could fill several mahjong tables! I can barely look after myself, so how am I supposed to care for a mentally disabled son who’s older than me?!

The day after the wedding, the red curtains were replaced with white mourning drapes, and the eldest branch drove me out with threats. Fine, I’ll go. It’s not as if I care to stay! But after just a few steps, the innocent look in the young man’s eyes stopped me in my tracks!

Forget it. I’ll see this good deed through to the end. Since I’ve married into this family, I’ll be a dutiful wife and raise the child. Oh, wait, the husband’s gone, and the child is mentally disabled. Bring it on! Let’s see how this twenty-first-century “white bone spirit” of a woman can lead the young man in a revolution!