Originally titled "The Doomsday Chef Transmigrates and Raises a Child"
An alternate historical setting with a quiet, everyday-life focus. The space is there to help, but it is not the main plot.
Qin Xiaoguo was doing just fine as a chef in the apocalypse. Who could have guessed that one day she would transmigrate to a famine-stricken era where people could barely eat their fill?
She opened her eyes to find herself in tattered clothes, with soot-black hands and a face she could barely make out. Before she could figure out what was going on, a great force knocked her down. Then came a loud wail: "Mama!"
All right, Qin Xiaoguo admitted it. She had transmigrated from the apocalypse of 3042 to the 42nd year of the Shao Kingdom, crossing three thousand years of time. Looking at a home so poor it could barely be called one, and the skinny, dark-skinned boy clinging to her leg and wailing, "I'm hungry!" she rolled up her sleeves and got to work!
Fortunately, there was one small comfort: all her belongings from the apocalypse had come with her, and had even turned into a spatial ring.
Son, your mother won't let you go hungry! Let's get to it!
A few years later, Xiaoguo looked at her chubby, rosy-cheeked son with great satisfaction. But what was this man who had come knocking at her door all about!?
The man gazed pitifully at his wife, who wouldn't let him in. "Wifey..."
Xiaoguo: ????
