Transmigrate into a Book: The Wicked Stepmother Raises Kids Through Famine in the Seventies

The infamous fool Bai Xier suddenly came to her senses. Her son and daughter cursed her for being an idiot while going hungry, her paralyzed husband called her vicious, and her own parents sent her a letter severing family ties. She looked around at the bed where mice had made their nest, the rice jar so clean it might as well have been scrubbed, the distant relatives showing up to collect debts, and the useless lover who had drained her dowry... Bai Xier took a hard look at her life, rolled up her sleeves, and focused on making money. All she wanted was to give her two children a better life, with a business to run, a shop to open, and chicken, duck, and fish at every meal. She never expected that once her husband could walk again, he would refuse to leave... Bai Xier: “I thought you couldn’t stand me?” Xiao Nian pulled the quilt over himself and played dumb. “Who could say that? Whoever it was has terrible taste. It certainly wasn’t me. My wife is the best woman in the world. Can I have a kiss tonight, honey...?”