Song Yue followed her original personality, walking in front with a stern face, looking very intimidating as if she was telling people not to approach her.
Su Miantang walked obediently behind. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she wanted to find a place where there was no one to meet her best friend.
After the two mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law walked away, the aunts and uncles under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village began to discuss:
"See? Widow Song is really powerful! She started setting the rules the first day the new bride came home."
"The one who just walked over was the girl from Xiahe Village, right? Jiang Laosan's wife?"
"She should be. Judging from her figure and appearance, she should be Jiang Lao San's wife."
"No wonder the Su family asked for the highest gift money. This girl is as beautiful as a fairy. No wonder Widow Song keeps her by her side."
"How much? I've been busy working in the fields lately and haven't paid attention to this."
"I heard that the wives of the first and second Jiang brothers asked for fifteen yuan as a gift, and the third brother's family asked for fifty yuan!"
"Wow, fifty yuan! That's enough for an average family to marry three wives!"
"That's right. Widow Song was not happy at first, but Old Third Jiang liked her so much that he borrowed thirty-five yuan from relatives and friends before he was able to marry her."
"My goodness, this Jiang Lao San is really brave. He hasn't even divided the family business yet and he's already facing famine. How long will it take him to earn thirty-five yuan?"
"Who knows? Anyway, this Jiang Lao San has fallen into the hands of his wife. I heard that this girl can't do any work. She was spoiled at home and can't do anything. Don't expect her to work in the fields to earn work points in the future."
"Tsk tsk, this Jiang Lao San is blessed, but this blessing, give it to my son, my son doesn't want it."
"You old stingy guy, even if you were willing to give fifty yuan as a gift, people might not necessarily like your son."
"Go, go, go, believe it or not, I will go to your house and throw feces at you, slandering my son for no reason..."
......
The others were happy to watch the show, but then again, Jiang Laosan's wife was too flashy.
In the corner, an old woman looked grimly at the direction where Widow Song and her daughter-in-law had left, her thoughts turning back to a few days ago.
Su Miantang.
When the matchmaker was introducing the couple, he said that the girl from the Su family was very beautiful and that there was no other girl as pretty within a ten-mile radius.
It was also said that the girl only graduated from junior high school, which was a rare high level of education among rural girls, so the gift money the Su family asked for was very high, fifty yuan!
She was amazed when she heard this. Although her son liked it, she was not willing to spend so much gift money to invite a Buddha statue home.
Unable to resist his son's preference, he was determined to marry her even if he had to go on a hunger strike.
She thought about bargaining it down, and if the gift money could be reduced to thirty yuan, she would agree.
As a result, within two days, it was heard that Jiang Lao San borrowed money and gave fifty yuan to the Su family to get the person married!
Once you make a decision, you can't regret it, she thought. It's better to make it, as it saves a lot of money.
But after hearing the news, the son was so distraught that he ran away from home and lived in his uncle's house for three days!
Damn it, she came here just to see what this girl who asked for a fifty-dollar gift money looked like!
In the end, she was just glad that her son didn't come home. If her son saw what she looked like in real life, his soul would be taken away!
......
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who were being talked about, walked along the path for half an hour and finally arrived at their destination, a remote corner at the foot of the mountain.
After making sure that no one was passing by and there were no living people around, the two hugged each other.
"Tang, I thought I would never see you again in this life!"
"Yue, please let me go first, I can't breathe!"
The body temperature has been confirmed and both parties are alive.
Neither of them disliked the other, nor did they dislike the tombstones that could be seen everywhere.
Sit on the ground and start to review the situation.
Su Miantang: "Let me first say, I haven't offended anyone. The bomb should be aimed at you. I'm buying one and getting one free. So, who did you offend?"
Which bastard threw the explosives and killed them?
Song Yue: "Who else could I offend? I guess the old woman didn't want me to take half of her son's property, so she hired someone to kill him. I've implicated you."
Draw a circle together and curse the murderer to die without a burial place!
Su Miantang: "Ahem, it's not that much of a burden. At least I'm ten years younger now, and I have a little wolf-dog husband."
Song Yue: "It was quite intense last night. You look so delicate and tender, but your body is covered with marks. It seems my adopted son is quite skilled~"
Su Miantang: ...
The two were silent for a moment, figuring out the cause of death. They probably couldn't go back, but now at least they had changed their bodies, were much younger, and could start their lives over again.
"System, system, come out quickly."
Although Song Yue is the wife of a CEO, she not only likes shopping but also likes to read various novels.
In this case, shouldn't there be some space, spiritual spring, golden finger, or at least a system?
But it was in vain. They searched their entire bodies but found no space bracelet, Lingquan jade pendant, or strategy system.
The system space spiritual spring that is essential for time travelers is missing!
"What should we do? We don't have any cheats, how are we going to survive in the future?"
Song Yue panicked and said that during all these years as the president's wife, all she did was shopping and she really didn't learn any skills to make a living.
According to the original body's memory, although this strange era is fictional, its historical trajectory is almost the same as their previous time and space.
May 1976.
In this era where labor is still exchanged for work points, how do these two people in later generations survive?
They can't reveal any flaws, otherwise if they are discovered, what if they are burned to death as ghosts!
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