The Tough Little Bride of the 1960s

"Are you asking me to be your child bride?"

"I'll marry you properly, with eight sedan chairs carrying you to the wedding!"

After transmigrating to the material-scarce 1960s, Jiang Shangyue was mistreated by her grandmother, beaten and scolded by her older sister, and saddled with a weak-willed mother. She sneered: Everyone who dared provoke her in the past had grass a foot high growing over their graves by now.

At a family banquet, the little devil Jiang Shangyue stretched out her arms toward Master Li. "Master Li, hold me."

The heads of the wealthiest families looked stunned, while the young ladies of the prominent clans clenched their teeth in jealousy.

Master Li picked up his little wife. She was the little bride he'd raised himself. What else could he do but spoil her?