After falling asleep, He Ruixue fell into a deep dream. She seemed to dream of the original owner, who appeared in her real home and kept groping at the furnishings and electrical appliances in the room like a little child.

Suddenly, a sweeping robot jumped out from the corner. She was so scared that she jumped up and fell on the sofa. She was amazed at the soft touch under her body and bounced up and down while sitting.

The time in the dream was blurry, like a documentary played at triple speed. He Ruixue watched her walk out of the house, and every move she made was that of a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

She kept exploring this fantastic metropolis with a curious eye. Whenever she saw dozens of stories high buildings, passing vehicles and subways, she would often stop and scream for a while.

He was in such an excited and selfless state that he didn't show any hesitation at all about leaving his family.

He Ruixue was somewhat relieved that she had already quit her job. She had previously earned a huge bonus from the project. Combined with the house she bought in full and the money she had saved over the years, it was enough for this girl who had accidentally entered the bizarre city of the future to live a worry-free life on the interest.

Although I am reluctant to do so, now that things have come to this, I will just consider it as compensation.

The assets left to her by the original owner were only a little over twenty dollars, but her family was priceless.

Seeing her ignorance of the world, He Ruixue sighed in her dream, hoping that she could control her temper, otherwise society would be enough to smooth out her edges.

After all, she was alone there, with no one to support her and clean up the mess. Fortunately, there was a sense of distance between people, and society was relatively tolerant. No matter what her nature was, as long as it didn't affect others, no one cared at all.

Even if she was wearing a 1960s-style flowered jacket, two big braids, and black cloth shoes while walking outside, passers-by would only raise a question mark in their minds and then look away as if nothing had happened.

She always has her reasons for doing this.

After waking up, she forgot everything that happened in her dream. She only remembered that it was a beautiful dream. The corners of her mouth curved up, bringing about a good mood for the whole day.

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"Are you awake? I've prepared some water for you to wash your face."

"Why is your braid so messy? Come here, let me help you."

Wang Taozhi woke her up early in the morning and used a rose-red plastic comb to help her comb her hair into a neat style.

On the eve of starting work, her sister-in-law seemed even more nervous than she was. “When you get there, you have to behave well. Think before you speak, and don’t blurt out everything you’re thinking.

Remember to be active, do more work, talk less, ask questions when you don't understand, don't be afraid of embarrassing yourself... Also, smile a little when you see people, and don't be petty when dealing with colleagues..."

"Alright, you've been nagging me all morning, I'm about to get calluses on my ears."

"Then who am I talking about all this time? No, you're so inexperienced. I'll ask your brother to take leave to accompany you. If you lose your good job halfway, where will you go to complain?"

"How is that possible? Don't worry, my job is set, there won't be any problems. Besides, I even need my family to accompany me when I start work. If my boss sees me, he will definitely think I'm incompetent."

"Yes, it's bound to happen sooner or later. I don't have time to make breakfast. You can buy some food on the way. Do you have enough food coupons?"

"That's enough."

He Ruixue stood in front of the mirror and adjusted her clothes. The face in it was very familiar to her. It was not much different from her in her previous life, just a few years younger than her.

Her skin is white and tender, so smooth that it seems to be broken by someone else's. It is obvious that she is well-maintained. Her eyes are round and big, moist and bright, she has a beautiful nose, red lips, willow-shaped eyebrows, and cheeks with a light glow. She is more charming than peach blossoms and more gorgeous than lotus.

She has a slim figure and a slender waist. Even though she does not conform to the current aesthetic of elegance and good fortune, everyone who sees her will say she is beautiful.

Some narrow-minded people might even secretly belittle her by saying that she looks like a vixen and can seduce a man's soul at first sight.

Wang Taozhi directed several children to use rags to clean the bicycle, trying to make it shiny and serve as a presentable appearance for her.

He muttered to himself, "What if you offend your boss, or if someone tries to make things difficult for you? Wait, I'll bring you some candy and cigarettes. Share some with everyone you meet."

"Oh, everyone works in the department store. How could they possibly need something like yours?"

"Gifts are always appreciated. Whether someone has them or not is one thing, but your intention is another. I don't care about candy, but I remember we have quite a few cloth coupons. How about..."

"The more you talk, the more ridiculous it becomes. Who would give a gift of cloth coupons when meeting someone? Don't bother. Besides, you know my temper. What's the point of pretending to be nice the first day? Sooner or later, you'll be exposed. It's better to be tough and make people afraid to mess with me."

"You think you're going to elect the king of the mountain."

Wang Taozhi patted her shoulder and stuffed an egg into her hand. "Alright, I don't care about you anymore. Go ahead. You won't lose your job anyway. You'll understand once you learn your lesson."

Under the eager gazes of her brother, sister-in-law, nephews and nieces, He Ruixue pushed the cart out of the yard, as if she could still hear the sounds coming from behind her.

"Lao He, your little sister rarely gets up so early. Could it be that you quarreled with her yesterday and she can't make it back to the countryside to complain?"

Then came the sharp scolding of her sister-in-law, "What's your business? You're just sitting there worrying about nothing. Go sweep the yard if you have time!"

Breakfast in that era was very simple. Steaming sweet potatoes and corn cobs was the best meal. Some people simply didn't eat and saved their stomachs for lunch at the factory.

Some workers came to work early and left home at the same time as her. Workers in blue work clothes came out of various doors, like water droplets gathering into streams, and then flowing to the factory from different alleys.

The mental outlook of the city dwellers was better than that of the country folk in the original owner's memory. Although they were not rosy, at least they were not too tired and looked old and withered.

They hold their heads high, with a special light in their eyes. They speak and act with a unique spirit. They speak loudly and are full of energy. This is a vigorous scene that can only be seen in this era.

In her previous life, He Ruixue worked in a big city. When she squeezed into the subway in the morning, everyone seemed like a wandering soul. They didn't communicate with each other and were too lazy to move. They got on and off the train with the crowd, either staring at their phones or leaning on their seats to catch up on sleep.

At first glance, it looked more like a zombie, only blinking occasionally, and no emotion could be seen.

Of course, if modern companies also allocated housing, provided free medical care, and offered various benefits, their legs would be so strong that they would have no problem living in the company.

That’s a bit far. There was a breakfast stall at the entrance of the alley. He Ruixue parked her car and spent six cents to buy two steamed buns. The buns had vegetarian fillings, with tofu and shredded radish, and tasted good.

She simply bought 10 more and stored them in the space around the corner, so she could have extra cooked food in case of emergency.