Jing Ci

The university semester started, and I sent off my youngest grandson.

I happily sprawled on my bed—finally, peace and quiet!

Then, somehow, I woke up as the Empress Dowager.

Oh well, where doesn’t matter as long as I can enjoy my later years.

Just as I was sighing with emotion, a little dumpling rolled over to my feet, whimpering pitifully.

What?

Is it my destiny to spend my life taking care of grandchildren?