Born in a wasteland of the post-apocalyptic world, Xu Manzhi died in battle and accidentally time-traveled into the body of the real wealthy daughter of the Jiang family in the 70s, sharing the sam...
Yan Lin frowned.
He didn't even glance at the two of them, and said with a normal expression, "Other people's hands are also precious. I'm a rough man, and I have a lot of strength in my hands, so I can wash clothes cleaner. What's the problem?"
Lu Xingzhou was completely speechless.
And so a very strange scene unfolded: two handsome men stood in the sunlight, wiping their sweat as they watched Yan Lin beat and scrubbed the clothes...
Xu Manzhi was drinking malted milk powder from an enamel cup.
She only made two cups, one for herself and one for Yan Lin.
"Where's mine?" Ling Yunye cried out.
Xu Manzhi glanced at him and retorted, "Don't you have hands? Can't you make it yourselves? Besides, that bag of malted milk powder was given to me by Yan Lin; there wasn't any for you."
"..." The two who were disliked.
After hearing about Xu Manzhi's situation, Yan Lin told her to go back to her small apartment.
Xu Manzhi wanted to say that the mountain of dried meat piled up in the house had become her warehouse for stockpiling goods, and even the bed board was covered with dried wild vegetables...
Lu Xingzhou seemed to understand her predicament.
He said, "I own several properties in Haicheng, including a two-story house with its own courtyard that has been vacant and uninhabited. I can give it to you."
let?
Xu Manzhi immediately thought of silver dollars.
I don't know if one box is enough to buy a house.
Ling Junye immediately felt dissatisfied.
He said, "Do you think I'm just for show? Don't you have enough rooms in the Ling family, or do you think they're too run-down? You can stay wherever you want, whichever room you want, and you don't even have to cook. You get to eat, drink, and stay for free. Isn't that great?"
“I agree.” Xu Manzhi.
She likes not spending money...
Not consuming resources is equivalent to saving resources.
After dinner, Wen Jin took Xu Manzhi to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things early in the morning.
Lu Xingzhou and Yan Lin bid farewell to Ling Junye and left together.
Yan Lin asked, "What are you doing in Haicheng? Your cousin just came a few days ago."
"He's on official business, how can it be the same?"
Lu Xingzhou looked up at Yan Lin.
He said frankly, "Brother Yan, we are comrades who have gone through the war together. I heard you mention your marriage and wanted to give you my opinion. I really think you two are not suitable."
"What?" Yan Lin asked.
Lu Xingzhou got straight to the point.
"Xu Manzhi is too beautiful, like a bright rose. She is too attractive. If she marries you, she will have to endure the strong malice and speculation from those around her, and even doubt her character, thinking that she is only after your status and money..."
"At that time, everyone will say that she is vain, heartless, and has ulterior motives."
"Life is nothing more than the mundane things like firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea. At first, if you obey her and take care of her, she will be very happy, look forward to it, and feel a great sense of accomplishment. But as time goes by, gossip will crush her pride."
"One day, she will regret her choice."
I regret my choice!
These words struck Yan Lin like a thunderbolt, cleaving his heart and leaving him feeling breathless and his chest aching.
His face was ghostly.
Standing next to her, I am completely unworthy.
But the starlight and joy in her eyes made him almost forget everything.