Twilight Smoke Paints the Pavilion

One moment she was time-traveling, the next, Zhang Xiaoying, a lifelong singleton, skipped right over marriage and childbirth to joyfully become an amazing old lady.
She started with nothing but four walls and was gifted three sons and a daughter, each more infuriating than the last.
What could she do? She rolled up her sleeves and started whipping them into shape.
Not listening? A fist is the best argument, and good behavior comes from the stick’s end.
As days got better, the family realized that more and more officials and noblemen were visiting the old lady, wanting to take her away for retirement!
No way, it’s only right for sons to support their mother in her old age. Even the Emperor has to get in line!
The Emperor: “The teacher is mine; whoever dares compete with me for the privilege of caring for her in her old age, I shall decimate their nine relatives!”
Zhang Xiaoying: “Scared, so scared. This pile of pampering can go to whoever wants it; all I want to do is retire quietly.”
[Strong female lead, no romantic plot]
Recommended completed wen: Farming novels "The Manly Wife of the Prime Minister's House" and "The Little Evil Girl of the Farmstead," campus wen "The Nation's Goddess is Super Cool" "The Reborn Rich Girl is a Top Student" and "The Little Cutie is Somewhat Arrogant"

Transmigration: I am the Super Old Lady

Zhang Xiaoying had no time to concern herself with the trifles of the Second Branch; she counted the day's harvest from the back mountain, satisfied with the abundance of bamboo shoots.


She decided to head to the city tomorrow to see how much the bamboo shoots were going for.


While bamboo shoots were great, they ultimately couldn't compete with rice.


Zhang Xiaoying's favorite was still rice.


With this thought in mind, Zhang Xiaoying went to bed early.


The next day, as the sky was just beginning to lighten, Zhang Xiaoying got up.


After eating well for two days in a row, the rice jar was nearly empty; it needed to be refilled.


The mushrooms from yesterday had already been divided between the elder and the younger girl; Zhang Xiaoying placed the good mushrooms into her basket.


The other members of the Xu Family had not yet gotten up.


023 I am not a good person