Weisheng [The 1970s]

Blurb: This is a quick transmigration novel focused on the era.

Blurb:

Weisheng's digital life space has collapsed, and as a digital lifeform, she has no choice but to enter other s...

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Chapter 150

I've never been so angry!

Ever since he first met Ji Fuyang at the Ji family with Grandpa Wei eight years ago, Weisheng has often been irritated by this bastard.

He won't respond to any advice or requests, and will just act up.

Since moving into the Ji family three years ago, this bastard has not only been a troublemaker, but has also been courting death in various ways.

Since Weisheng didn't open the door for him, he dared to climb from the window of his own room to the window on Weisheng's side.

When Weisheng beat him, he would hold Weisheng's thighs and howl.

Weisheng removed his jaw, and he wandered around the compound while drooling...

Even though he knew Weisheng had a slight case of mysophobia, this bastard still often stole Weisheng's things.

The most infuriating thing is stealing medicine!

Grandpa Ji had set up a pharmacy for Weisheng at the Ji family. The more he tried to stop Ji Fuyang from entering, the more he wanted to go in. If he couldn't do it openly, he would come quietly.

I thought Grandpa Ji's death would make him grow up, but he remained silent for less than two months.

Recalling the past, Weisheng felt incredibly exhausted. He took a few deep breaths, but he was still incredibly annoyed. He stood up abruptly, flung the door open, and kicked it out without a care in the world.

"Hey, I didn't kick you!" Ji Fuyang dodged to the side, then jumped back, twisting his waist. "Kick me again? Kick me again?"

Weisheng: The last time I saw such a despicable person was Wei Xiaobao in a film or TV series.

The most despicable and invincible!

She admitted defeat, isn't that enough~

He opened the door and let Ji Fuyang look around the room he lived in as if he was inspecting his territory.

"We're leaving tomorrow. You don't want to switch rooms with me again, do you?"

This kind of thing is too common.

Ji Fuyang always felt that Weisheng's room was better than his own, and he would exchange rooms with Weisheng seven or eight times a year.

Hearing this, Ji Fuyang approached Weisheng with a fawning look on his face, "That's why they say we are the true childhood sweethearts. No one else can compare to us."

Weisheng raised his eyebrows and asked Ji Fuyang with a half-smile, "Have you seen your mother?"

"Look, look! What did I say?" Ji Fuyang impatiently picked up Weisheng's handbag that was placed in the corner and chatted with Weisheng with a smile, "How can that woman Wang Xiaocui understand me as well as you do? And I'm the only one in the world who knows your nickname is Weisheng, right?"

Ji Fuyang's biological mother, Ms. Jing, remarried when Ji Fuyang was very young. The man she married had two children, the elder one was named Wang Xiaocui and the younger one was named Wang Xiaohu.

The older one was two years older than Ji Fuyang, and the younger one was two years younger. After Ms. Jing got married, she gave birth to two more children, the older one was named Wang Xiaogang and the younger one was named Wang Xiaoming.

Ji Fuyang was leaving the next morning, wondering when he would be back, so he went to the Wang family. Unexpectedly, Ms. Jing didn't care much about her eldest son, while Miss Cui from the Wang family wanted to keep Ji Fuyang in the city by marrying him.

It’s worth mentioning that Ji Fuyang looks pretty good... right?

Wang Xiaocui likes Ji Fuyang, but Ji Fuyang also has a crush on Weisheng. As for Weisheng, she really can't stand Ji Fuyang's poor and mean nature.

Apart from anything else, Weisheng still remembers that when ten-year-old Ji Fuyang first met her, he asked Weisheng if he had ever eaten big snot.

Salty~

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Weisheng let Ji Fuyang act poor and humble in front of her, and then he dragged Weisheng to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. Later, he insisted on dragging Weisheng to see a movie, saying that he couldn't watch it in the countryside.

After a busy day, Weisheng went to Ji Fuyang's room exhausted, while Ji Fuyang went to Weisheng's room to rest.

After a good night's sleep, Weisheng and Ji Fuyang left with their luggage early the next morning, with Sister Xu reluctant to let them go.

Ji Fuyang's cronies specially drove a "luxury car" to see him off.

Weisheng looked at the rickshaw with a banner that read "Queue-jumping is the most glorious" and took several steps back, but was still pulled up by Ji Fuyang, who looked very proud.

A group of teenagers aged seventeen or eighteen gathered around a tricycle, singing military songs as they walked towards the train station.

Weisheng was so embarrassed that he could have dug out the Great Wall of China with his toes, while Ji Fuyang in the car was like a star walking on the red carpet, waving to the left and then to the right, with a look of pride and honor on his face.

When they arrived at the train station, no one knew what Ji Fuyang and his group did, but they didn't get into the train compartment, but into the cargo compartment.

The cargo box is similar to a train compartment, but there are no seats and there are a lot of goods inside.

When Weisheng walked in, they had already created a relatively independent space of about four square meters at the back of the cargo box.

There were several thick straw mats on the ground, which looked dirty, but it was okay as long as you were not too picky.

In addition to a few thick straw mats, there are also things prepared for Ji Fuyang by his friends.

Ji Fuyang nodded with satisfaction as if there was no better place than this, touching and nudging others. Then he put Weisheng's luggage down and signaled Weisheng not to be polite with him.

Weisheng: ...Heh.

Ji Fuyang kept talking to his friends on the platform until the train was about to leave.

Seeing Weisheng sitting on a straw mat reading a book, he came over in a mean manner.

"Do you get carsick? I asked them to make me some sour apricots."

"No."

Ji Fuyang: "Not carsick? You've never been on a train, how do you know you won't get carsick? We've just started driving, you'll definitely get carsick soon. Come on, have some sour apricots, they're delicious."

Weisheng was so annoyed that he first pushed the sour apricot that Ji Fuyang was about to put in his mouth away, and then pushed Ji Fuyang aside. After that, he leaned against the wall of the train and continued to read the medical books he had found in the Wei family.

Before arriving in this world, Weisheng had always been quite confident. She had always believed that she had spent her entire life studying medicine, and had never given up in subsequent lives, so she must be better than many people. However, after actually coming into contact with Grandpa Wei and the medical texts of the Wei family, Weisheng realized how ridiculous her previous beliefs were.

He is just a frog in a well.

In the past few years, Weisheng has been constantly reading the letters left by Grandpa Wei and the medical books of the Wei family. The more he read, the more he understood the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine.

Here, Weisheng continued to read her medical book, while Ji Fuyang, who was pushed aside by Weisheng, first fell on the thick straw mat under Weisheng's strength, and then ate the sour apricots that Weisheng didn't want to eat in that position.

After he was done, he crossed his legs, tugged at Weisheng's clothes, and poked Weisheng with his fingers even though he ignored him.

Weisheng turned around and glanced at the lazy Ji Fuyang, and quietly took out the incense burner with calming incense from the space.

After a while, Ji Fuyang stretched out his legs and fell into a deep sleep.

"snort!"

Taking a look at the annoying guy who was fast asleep, Weisheng first chuckled, then pushed him to the other side, and then continued to flip through her medical books with great enjoyment.

Ji Fuyang, who had slept for a long time, felt hungry, so he strolled to the bathroom in the front carriage, took a look at the dishes in the dining car, and then returned to the truck carriage.

Sister Xu brought them a lot of food, and Weisheng and Ji Fuyang ate some dry food with the hot porridge in the thermos. Afterwards, Weisheng also went to the front carriage for a walk, and when he was done, he took off the bedding they had brought with them and went to sleep.

There were people loading and unloading cargo on the train, but no one would run to the back. Therefore, Weisheng and Ji Fuyang's journey was surprisingly smooth.

The places they went to in the countryside were D Province, Jianghe City, Xingyuan County, and Taohe Village.

After staying on the train for two days and one night, they got off in Jianghe City and then took another train to Xingyuan County.

It was already past three in the afternoon when we arrived in Jiangyuan County. Weisheng had suggested we first report to the County Party Committee compound, then spend the night at the County Guesthouse before heading to Taohe Village the next day.

Ji Fuyang had agreed, but the next day, when it was time to go to Taohe Village, the bastard got upset again. They stayed at the county guesthouse for another two days, and it wasn't until the morning of the fourth day that the bastard took Weisheng to Taohe Village.

It took two hours to walk from Jiangyuan County to Taohe Village. They had a lot of stuff with them, and a two-hour walk would have exhausted even Weisheng and the wild monkey Ji Fuyang.

But what else could we do? Unless we met a donkey cart or a tractor on the road, we had to keep going.

It should have been like this. During those two days in the county, Ji Fuyang actually found his distant cousin.

You read that right, it’s a distant cousin, not a distant cousin.

Then this distant cousin rode a tricycle to take Weisheng, Ji Fuyang and their luggage to the outside of Taohezhuang.

When he arrived at Taohe Village, Weisheng finally understood why that bastard Ji Fuyang insisted on staying in the county and not entering the village.

There is no other reason, because Taohe Village just finished this year's autumn harvest work yesterday afternoon.

"What are you afraid of? I have money and tickets, so I don't need those few work points." He then took Weisheng's hand and let him look at it for himself. "Are these hands the hands for work?"

My hands are worn out, and I'm afraid I won't be able to earn many work points.

Weisheng shook off Ji Fuyang and took a closer look at her hands.

It is white and tender. Although there are some calluses on it, they are all caused by holding the pen when writing.

Okay, you're right.

Agreeing with Ji Fuyang's statement, Weisheng urged Ji Fuyang to quickly pack his luggage and go into the village.

For a while, the two of them asked as they walked, and heard that the village chief and the villagers were all at the village committee compound, so they went straight to the village committee compound to look for people and report.

Many villagers were in the threshing ground opposite the village committee compound. When they saw Weisheng and Ji Fuyang, two unfamiliar faces, entering the village with large and small bags, they all looked as if they were two more educated youths, or exchanged glances with the people around them, or whispered something.

The new educated youth who had arrived a few days earlier felt a little envious and jealous when they saw Weisheng and his friends had just arrived.

If they had known that they would arrive just in time for the autumn harvest, they would have set off a few days later.

The village chief looked at Ji Fuyang and Weisheng in surprise while holding the marriage certificate. "Are you two married?"

Weisheng looked at the marriage certificate in the village chief's hand in disbelief, then turned to look at Ji Fuyang. Ji Fuyang grabbed Weisheng's arms with both hands and turned her around so that her back was facing the village chief.

"She's shy!" Ji Fuyang, who wasn't shy at all, asked the village chief seriously, "We just got married, so we have to live together. It doesn't matter if we're good or bad, just don't separate us."

Ji Fuyang had inquired and learned that after the educated youth went to the countryside, they were usually arranged to stay in educated youth centers. Male educated youth lived in one room, and female educated youth lived in another room. Only married educated youth would move out of the educated youth center.

Another situation was that male and female educated youth were placed in villagers' homes and lived with them.

The former group had more people and more trouble, while the latter group was more likely to cause trouble. Ji Fuyang didn't know how Taohe Village arranged the educated youth, but he knew Weisheng was a bit of a loner, a bit of a mysophobe, disliked noise, and didn't fit in...

Although he knew that she would not suffer any loss, Ji Fuyang was still worried that Weisheng would suffer.

So he asked his cronies to get a fake marriage certificate, intending to use it to fool the village chief and get him to directly allocate them a place to live.

Anyway, the files have been submitted to the county educated youth office, and the village chief has no way of seeing their files.

As for whether getting a □□ will affect his and Weisheng's marriage market?

Haha, even if Weisheng doesn’t marry him in the end, she won’t marry someone from the village.

Besides, how could he really let himself and Weisheng stay in the countryside for the rest of their lives?

Just a temporary transition.

Weisheng, having come to his senses, was furious with Ji Fuyang, but he didn't refute him. The educated youth settlement in Taohe Village was small, and over the past two years, the educated youth had been assigned to live with a few fellow villagers.

In the original owner's memory, it was because he was assigned to live with a fellow villager that many things happened, and eventually Ji Fuyang's life was lost.

If a fake marriage certificate can buy you a comfortable place to live, it might not be a bad thing.