After Becoming the Worst Mother-in-Law, I Found My Way

After a plane crash, a modern single heiress transmigrates into the body of a country bumpkin and an awful old woman of the same age in the fictional Great He dynasty.

Her husband, whom she got for free, has a penetrating gaze full of suspicion, so she is careful not to break character.

Her children each have their own ideas:

Eldest son: "Mother, Lin is feeling unwell. I'll go find a doctor to examine her."

Feng Yin: "All you care about is your wife. Do you think seeing a doctor is free?"

Second son: "Mother, I'll go up the mountain and catch some game for you."

Feng Yin shot him a sidelong glance. "If you want to slack off, just say so. Don't use your old mother as an excuse. Do you think the game will just lie there waiting for you to catch it?"

Youngest son: "Mother, I don't have money for paper and ink. Give me some, will you?"

Feng Yin: "Money, money, money. Your old mother doesn't run a bank. Where am I supposed to get money for you? Go ask your father."

Her eldest daughter held up a piece of fabric she'd been saving for a special occasion. "Mother, this cloth would be perfect for my dowry."

Feng Yin: "You're so young. What's the rush?"

"Grandma, don't be mad. Eat."

A little toddler beside her was drooling as he held out a piece of candy that was about to melt.

Feng Yin's eyes lit up. She reached out and scooped him up. "Oh, my goodness. My eldest grandson is the only one who really cares about Grandma."

Someone had watched coldly from the sidelines for a long time, and finally found the perfect moment to come clean, cautiously.

Zhang Yiming: "Wife, I found out your secret identity."

Feng Yin blinked and smiled. "Husband, you're no better."