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

Xu Wencong suddenly shuddered, withdrawing his hand and stepping back a few paces.


Zhang Xiaoying's expression was somewhere between a smile and not, but it imposed a tremendous pressure on Xu Wencong; he didn't even dare to look at her.


Zhang Xiaoying didn't speak to him; she turned around to invite Aqian and the others to sit down and eat.


For a moment, Xu Wencong couldn't quite identify the taste in his heart.


He didn't want to be controlled by Zhang Xiaoying, yet when she paid him no attention, it felt as though something was missing…


Xu Wencong was still young, temporarily unable to articulate it precisely, but he understood that he was no longer Zhang Xiaoying's beloved treasured child.


Feeling aggrieved and resentful, Xu Wencong occasionally stole glances at Zhang Xiaoying at the dining table, secretly hoping she would pick out his favorite dishes for him.


But Zhang Xiaoying ignored him from beginning to end, making even the food lose its appeal.


Don't let grandma down.