Transmigrated to the 1970s: My Wife Owns a Department Store

I finally finished watching it. It was great, but a little strange—why didn't anyone take the college entrance exam and go to university?

How did it get such a high score? It writes about one thing over several chapters, it's rambling and disorganized. I couldn't keep reading after a few dozen chapters, so I gave up.

There are too many typos; it's the novel with the most typos I've ever read. Names are always wrong, and it's a bit of a saint. I'm not reading it anymore.

There were tons of typos, and the name errors were especially outrageous; I had to guess them all.

I couldn't read more than a hundred chapters before I had to give up; it gave me a heart attack.

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The price of grain wasn't that high in the 1960s. In 2024, the price of rice is only a little over two yuan. It would be better if the author could be more precise.

She only cares about men; after only a few meetings, she's buying them shoes, making blankets, and all sorts of other things, completely forgetting the relative who helped her during her most difficult time. Speechless.

There are too many typos in the printing, and people's names are often printed incorrectly.