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

The two were stared at until their scalps tingled and their necks felt a cold draft!


"Big girl, go to my room and bring me my cane," Zhang Xiaoying instructed the big girl.


"Mother, I know I was wrong," Xu Changsheng's legs gave way and he knelt down, begging for mercy, fearing his old mother was about to beat him again!


Zhang Xiaoying slightly curled her lips, saying with scorn, "How could you possibly be in the wrong? The only person who is wrong is me. In this family, only your Second Branch holds the truth. It's just that I don't feel like wasting my breath today. Since talking doesn't work, I will beat you until you listen."


The big girl looked worried and gently tugged at Zhang Xiaoying, "Granny, can we not beat people, please?"


Zhang Xiaoying patted her head, "Be good, listen to me."


The simple digits silenced the big girl, leaving her unable to utter a word of refusal.


Mom, please don't hit me anymore