Lin Xiaoxiao died fighting a monster tide in the apocalypse.
Who knew she would transmigrate into a melodramatic era novel about a fake and a real daughter?
She found herself becoming a...
"I want to live a good life from now on, so of course I'll marry a local. At least I won't be bullied here."
"Besides, the young men in our village are quite capable. Just look at my son, Da Bo; he's already graduated from junior high school and earns eight work points a day..."
Wu Xia: "Come on, Lin, that educated youth, doesn't even care about work points. Didn't you see he just spends all his time cutting pig feed? If he came to your house, I bet..."
"It's right to go through hardship together."
Wang Xiaofeng was furious: "I knew it, you can't say anything nice."
"You're just jealous of my Da Bo's ability. Anyway, I'm going to ask Lin Zhiqing. If it works out, you'll be envious."
"Will you come with me later...?"
Wu Xia said with a long face, "No, I won't embarrass myself with you..."
Wang Xiaofeng's eyes gleamed: "You like eating at my house... If you come with me..."
When it was time to finish work, Lin Xiaoxiao returned the tools, recorded her work points, and had only walked out a short while when she saw two aunties.
The two aunts looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's calm and composed face. At first, they had a smile on their faces, but now their expressions showed a hint of tension.
"Lin Zhiqing, it's nothing... I just wanted to chat with you for a bit."
"I see you don't seem to be available, so I'll talk to you another day." Wu Xia didn't know why, but she suddenly backed down and took a step forward.
Another old woman ran away when she saw this.
Lin Xiaoxiao: "......" Is she that scary?
They ran away without saying a word? That's weird.