Returning to the ’80s: A Spicy Old Lady, Spoiling Her Daughter-in-Law, Following the Army to Make Big Money

[Slice of Life · Family · Historical]

[Feel-good novel + everyday family life + following the army to build a fortune + slight ensemble cast + food + space spring]

In her previous life, Li Xiulian, her face gaunt from chemotherapy, lay in a hospital bed while her two sons dodged the medical bills and her daughter pulled out her oxygen tube.

It turned out that this daughter was the illegitimate child of her husband’s white moonlight, and the husband she had devoted her whole life to not only helped raise her, but also fell off a mountain cliff while chasing that white moonlight.

The adopted daughter admired her second son, who was in the army; when she could not get what she wanted, she destroyed it.

The eldest son favored sons over daughters, sucked her blood, and beat his wife.

The youngest son wore a righteous mask: outwardly filial and bringing honor to the family, but after he got into university, he cut off the woman he loved.

When she opens her eyes again, she is back at age 42.

Her eldest son is tormenting his wife, and she slaps him repeatedly.

The adopted daughter is stirring up trouble between the brothers and sisters-in-law, and she is beaten silly and still sent to the police station.

After living again, the daughter-in-law is precious, and all the ungrateful wolves should get lost.

As for her truly filial second son, she wants to follow him into the army and save his life.

She will never again be like in her previous life, working herself to the bone, ending up with no one to rely on in old age, and living her whole life as a joke.

Who says women in their forties are old and worn out? With memories from her previous life, she starts a business and makes a fortune, growing more and more radiant as she lives.

One day in the military family compound, she runs into a cold-faced but warm-hearted old commander, who stares at the braised pork elbow in her hand and swallows, then says, "Your cooking is better than the mess hall’s."

Li Xiulian raises an eyebrow: "Want some? Trade me your empty little courtyard for it."

Later, someone sees the decisive old commander squatting in Li Xiulian’s vegetable patch, picking tomatoes for her.