Tong Huaqiong transmigrated to ancient times into the body of the malicious widow Tong Dajiao and witnessed the execution scene where the malicious widow and her children were wiped out. She returned to the year Tong Dajiao had just become a widow.

At the age of forty, she was already a grandmother, embodying the roles of both a wicked stepmother and mother-in-law. Naturally, the children she raised were bad bamboo shoots.

The only slight comfort she felt was that, as a widow, she didn't have to serve an old husband.

In this transmigration story, she lacked all the golden fingers like systems or noble birth.

She didn't even have the chance to rise through marriage. Who could a widow marry? Especially with a bunch of burdens.

She could only rely on herself and her bunch of bad bamboos at home.

Revitalize the family reputation, correct the children's behavior.

Treat stepchildren, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters kindly, dismiss the plan of her youngest son to sell his granddaughter to a wealthy family in exchange for tuition fees, force the youngest son to strive through education on his own, use a stick to awaken the second son from being lazy and spoiled to becoming the family's backbone, and rid the youngest daughter of laziness, greed, and love-brain.

Reclaim wasteland and plant crops using modern scientific knowledge, turning saline-alkali land into fertile fields, leading the whole family towards a moderately prosperous life; start a business from street vending, selling steamed buns, pastries, marinated dishes, raising pigs, beekeeping... gradually expanding their commercial territory.

"Grandfather Emperor, it's all thanks to Grandma and Mother that I haven't suffered."


Zhao Yi gestured towards Tong Huaqiong and the others.


Tong Huaqiong thought to herself that raising the Grand Prince wasn't in vain; he remembered to remind the Old Emperor that they were still kneeling.


With the Grand Prince's reminder, the Old Emperor finally noticed that Tong Huaqiong and the others had not yet risen.


"Rise, bestow seats," the Old Emperor finally spoke.


Tong Huaqiong stood up and sat gracefully in the chair behind her.


Upon seeing Tong Huaqiong take her seat, Chen Sufen, Tong Pandi, and Mrs. Zhao followed suit.


Tong Huaqiong discreetly observed the Emperor, noticing his graying temples, wrinkles on his face, and age spots on his hands. Without the yellow robe's prestige, he was just an ordinary old man.


No different from any elder in Qinghe Bay.


Chapter 725 - Chapter 725: Seeing Is Disenchantment