At seven o'clock, Zhang Weifang slowly got out of bed, folded the quilt and placed it against the wall, and covered it with a piece of rag the size of a dozen puddings to prevent dust.

In the yard, the second child was fetching water, the third child was sweeping the floor, and the younger ones were nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Zhang Weifang coming out, Zhang Weishuang quickly poured the water in the bucket into the water tank. When she came out of the kitchen, she was holding a piece of steamed bread in her hand and handed it to her elder sister.

"Sister, eat quickly. This is specially reserved for you. It's still hot." After Zhang Weishuang said this, he picked up the shoulder pole and bucket and went out.

14-year-old Zhang Weishuang is half the pillar of the family. She doesn't like going to school. She has graduated from elementary school this year and says she doesn't want to continue studying no matter what. She works diligently at home every day, like a happy little bee.

The person she admires most is her eldest sister, who is pretty, smart, good at studying, gentle, and never loses her temper, which is completely different from her loud voice.

Therefore, every time there was food, Zhang Weishuang would secretly save it for her elder sister. Even if she was hungry, she would not let Zhang Weifang go hungry.

In Zhang Weishuang's words, her elder sister was a good student, so how could she endure hardship and suffering?

Even though Zhang Weifang is already 18 years old, she has never washed clothes at home, let alone entered the kitchen. Her whole family spoils her.

Therefore, the original owner couldn't stand the rumors outside. She has always been proud and wanted to become a superior person and bring honor to her family.

Moreover, the family had spent all the money on her education, so the second child had to drop out of school. This put even more pressure on the little girl, so she became depressed and fell ill.

Zhang Weifang sat on a stone in the yard, gnawing on a steamed bun, taking a sip of water with each mouthful. The bun was not hard, but very dry, and she couldn't swallow it without water.

It was a steamed bread made of cornmeal and soybean flour. It tasted okay, but it was too rough. Zhang Weifang comforted herself while eating:

“This is already very good, and many people can’t eat it.”

After eating, she washed her face and brushed her teeth before she started thinking about the mission.

Zhang Weishuang was already cleaning up the cave where they slept, and the other brothers and sisters had all run out to play.

The yard was quiet, and Zhang Weifang began to call the system:

"Qiqi, I'm about to do a mission. Do you have any hints?"

"Yes." After the Yue Lao system said this, the white cover began to flip. The three big words "Zhang Weifang" appeared on the first page, followed by her personal profile, age, education, specialties, place of origin, etc.

Then he began to turn to the second page, on which appeared a man's name and profile.

Name: Wang Chongming

Gender:Male

Age: 21

Height: 178cm

Weight:72kg

Birthplace: Team 6, Shuanglong Village

Specialties: Good at speaking

Matching degree: 50

Happiness: 50

Zhang Weifang looked at the detailed introduction in the book and had a rough idea in his mind:

"Qiqi, is this person my blind date? The compatibility and happiness level are too low, right?"

"Host, this is the original body's red line. I'm just using it as an example."

"That's good. I thought you wanted me to go on a blind date with this guy." Zhang Weifang said, patting his chest.

"Everyone has three red lines, and each red line corresponds to a different person. The time and place are different, and everyone's matching degree and happiness will also be different." The system explained.

For example, if you go on a blind date with this person today and the compatibility is 80, it may be 50 the next day. The happiness level of a blind date in the village is 50, but it will become 60 when you go to the city. In short, external factors such as time and place will also have an impact on marriage.

This is why it is said that destiny is in our own hands. No matter how compatible and happy the couple is initially, marriage still depends more on the joint efforts and management of both parties.

But relatively speaking, the higher the degree of matching, the higher the happiness index will be, which is also the marriage life that people most yearn for.

"Qiqi, what about the other two red lines of the original body? Is my red line the same as hers?"

"You traveled through time and space into her body. Logically, it's the same red line, but the people corresponding to the other two red lines are too far away. I don't have any specific information for now. Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you."

"Why?" Zhang Weifang was puzzled. Isn't the system meant to help?

"You are an outsider, and the original red line is not correct for you, so you need to explore this mission on your own. However, if you have a suitable blind date candidate, I can help you look up the specific information."

"Okay, so how do I check someone's specific information when I'm doing someone else's mission in the future?"

"Of course you need points to redeem it!" The system instantly became ruthless again.

After chatting for a long time, Zhang Weifang also gained a deeper understanding of the Yue Lao system.

Zhang Weifang has no other way to deal with the task for the time being and can only take it one step at a time.

Around 10 o'clock in the morning, the team members who had been working came back. Everyone dragged their tired bodies and walked home while chatting.

The sun was very strong at this time. Everyone wore straw hats on their heads, sweat towels around their necks, and carried various water storage bottles in their hands.

Most people use small black porcelain jars, those with better conditions use glass bottles, and very few families have military water bottles, which are the envy of everyone.

Zhang Jiuyun's family just happened to have one, which was brought back by his second brother a few years ago.

After a morning, the water in the kettle was long gone. As soon as she entered the house, Zhang Qiao Na scooped a bowl of cold water and gulped it down.

Seeing that there were two steamed buns by the stove, she gave one to her husband and ate one herself.

I didn't eat when I left in the morning, so I was starving. I ate before I washed my face and feet, and then I lay down directly on the kang.

"Oh, it's still cool at home. It's too hot today."

"That's right. Go get some sleep. I'm so tired."

The couple fell asleep with a loud snore. Zhang Weishuang also came back from outside. She washed her hands and prepared to make lunch.

"Sister, have you taken your medicine today? How do you feel?"

"I'm well now, so I don't need to take the medicine." Zhang Weifang has always been worried about the taste of Chinese medicine, and since she was well now, she didn't take it.

"Sister, I have already prepared the morning medicine. We can't waste it. Drink it for another day today!" Zhang Weishuang advised strongly. Zhang Weifang had been sick for several days this time, and she was really scared.

"Okay, I'll drink it today for the last day." Looking at his sister's worried expression, Zhang Weifang couldn't bear to refuse. Besides, the medicine had already been boiled and couldn't be wasted.

She took a deep breath and drank the Chinese medicine in the bowl in one gulp. Her mouth was full of sour and bitter taste, and she covered her mouth to prevent herself from spitting it out.

The taste is so bad that Zhang Weifang said she never wants to drink it again.

I drank two glasses of boiled water in succession, and the taste in my mouth became a little lighter.