The Daily Life of Mother Raising Children in the 1980s
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  • Reads 28,899
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 51h 5m
Complete, First published Apr 22, 2024
[Time Travel and Rebirth]
 Alternative Title: "Daily life of a Post-80s Mother Raising A Baby" 
Author: Guo Zi Suan [Completed]

  Introduction:

  Xu Tao dressed up in a book and became the stepmother of the male protagonist. When she opened her eyes, she was on the train, just before she lost the male protagonist...

  In the original book, the stepmother deliberately lost the male protagonist, which resulted in a very miserable childhood for the male protagonist. Years later, the stepmother was brutally retaliated by the male protagonist who returned with force, and she eventually died without her body intact. Xu Tao, who was dressed as the stepmother, said after trembling in her soul, "Well, the ending It should be possible to save it again! ! !

  Content tags: farming literature, chuanshu chronology

  Search keywords: Protagonist: Xu Tao┃Supporting role: Zhao Weiguo┃Others:

  One-sentence summary: Raising children and getting rich in the 1980s

  Mission: Live a positive and optimistic life, keep striving, and keep learning



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