Bu Ling, a vagabond from the apocalypse, transmigrates to a fictional seventies era. She faces a hellish starting difficulty. After a month of playing nice, she eventually sends off all of the orig...
"Aunt Zheng, this is Buling, our newest resident, Xiao Bu. I'll show her around." Aunt Tian practically shouted.
"Little Bu, let me take a look. His eyes are clear and bright. He's a clever child." The old lady hunched over and leaned closer to Bu Ling, examining him carefully.
Buling pulled a handful of candy from her bag: "Grandma Zheng, have some candy!"
Grandma Zheng didn't refuse and took the candy, saying, "Good, good, good, you're a polite child."
After introducing all the residents in the backyard, Aunt Tian led Bu Ling back to the front yard.
The residents in the backyard breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Bu Ling's retreating figure. This girl, though she looked frail, was truly a master of deception, able to trick people with a smile. For details, please see Aunt Shen.
Back in the front yard, Aunt Tian said with a smile, "Bu Ling, I thought you were a good-natured girl, but I didn't expect you to be such a fiery one."
Bu Ling smiled sweetly: "Aunt Tian, you flatter me. I was just telling the truth." What little firecracker? She's a well-behaved girl.
Aunt Tian's smile deepened, and she didn't say anything more.
"Grandma, you're back?" A little boy rushed out from next door to Buling's room and jumped into Aunt Tian's arms.
"Oh, Grandma's back! Was Congcong well-behaved at the childcare class?" Aunt Tian squatted down, looking at her beloved grandson.
“You’re so good, Congcong is the best.” the little boy said in his childish voice.
Grandma Tian smiled and patted her grandson's head, then said to Buling, "Buling, this is my grandson, his name is Chen Cong."
"Congcong, this is Sister Buling, you should call her sister." Then she said to her grandson.
"Hello, Sister Buling!" the little girl greeted sweetly, her bright black eyes revealing her cleverness.
"Sigh, Congcong is fine too." Buling looked at the thin little boy, took out a handful of candy from her bag, and stuffed it into his pocket: "This is a gift from your older sister, don't eat too much, okay?"
Little Chen Cong first looked at his grandmother, and only after seeing Aunt Tian nod did he happily say, "Thank you, sister."
Bling ruffled his hair: "Good boy!"
Then he looked at Aunt Tian and said, "Aunt Tian, it's getting late. You should go and cook. Don't let our little Congcong go hungry."
Aunt Tian said, "Then I'll go back."
Buling nodded, watched the old man and the young man walk hand in hand into the room next to hers, and then turned and went back to her own room.
Back in her room, she locked the door, drew the curtains, and turned on the light. She took out two steamed buns from her storage space, intending to have them for dinner.
When she moved here, her brother brought her some food, not much, just enough for her to eat for a month, saying he would send her more when she ran out.
She's too lazy to cook right now, so she'll just eat steamed buns. These buns were given to her by the base in her previous life, and there aren't many left.
In her past life, she dared not reveal her spatial abilities, knowing the principle of "the tallest tree catches the most wind," so she did not dare to use her space openly, and thus had fewer things inside.
It's enough for her to eat, but she needs to find an opportunity to cook it into ready-made food so it will be more convenient to eat in the future.
After finishing the steamed buns, I quickly washed up and went to bed.
Lying in bed, Bu Ling began to analyze the residents of the courtyard house.
After analyzing for a short while, he drifted off to sleep.
Every household in the courtyard was discussing the new residents who had moved in that day.
Some admired, some were curious, some were wary, and some even hated it with a vengeance.
For example, Granny Lan
That night, Granny Lan lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She hated Tian Chuncao and Bu Ling, who rented her house.
That's her house, it'll be her house soon, it's all that new girl's fault, why isn't she afraid?
For example, the old woman who was slumbering
Granny Shen couldn't sleep because she was so angry about how she had suffered such a great loss at the hands of a young girl.
Suddenly, she thought of something and smiled eerily in the darkness.
Little girl, you're too green to mess with me!