Acupuncture prodigy Josephine Murphy opened her eyes and found herself flung into the 1970s, now the poor wretch forced by a wicked stepmother to sell her dowry.
Good news: she arrived with a heaven-defying medicinal herb space.
Bad news: on day one she has to drag her four-year-old dragon-and-phoenix twins to the army base to hunt down their father?
Screw meek obedience!
Stepmom wants to sell her for cash? She slams down a severance paper, empties the Murphy ancestral house overnight—furniture, antiques, gold bars, century-old ginseng… not even a single stale grain left in the rat holes!
At the gates of the base, the twins split the duties.
The girl unfurls a banner: “Zachary Chambers! Your wife and kids are here!”
The boy lifts a megaphone: “If you don’t want us, I’ll make Mom remarry!”
The whole compound watches: whose soldier is this handful?
Zachary Chambers rushes over and finds his wife transformed—she won’t acknowledge him and, with miraculous hands, revives a critically wounded commander, instantly becoming the star of the dependents’ village.
All he can do is trail after her every day, coaxing: “Darling, I was wrong. From now on my whole paycheck is yours and I’ll do all the chores—please don’t divorce me and remarry.”
Josephine Murphy counts the bills in her hand, lifts her eyes lazily: “We’ll see how you behave.”
