Chapter 27 Passerby A in the 1970s Rural Life Story 1
When Jiang Yue opened her eyes again, she was in a new mission world. As usual, Number 8888 found her a body and gave her a brief introduction to her life. Her father had died in the army for his country many years ago, leaving her mother to raise her alone. Her mother also passed away from illness some time ago. Jiang Yue's original body was so sad that she also passed away, and that's how Jiang Yue came to be.
"Please send me the world storyline."
"Accept the world storyline?"
"yes."
In the post-apocalyptic world, the powerful Li Mengqi encountered a mutated zombie king while collecting supplies. She perished together with the zombie king and woke up in this era. Before she could even react, her awful relatives started trying to take advantage of her parents' inheritance. How could she tolerate such behavior? She tore her relatives apart, emptied her house, sold it, and went to the countryside to become an educated youth.
In modern society, Liu Ruyan fell asleep in her office and transmigrated into the body of a pitiful girl, unloved by her grandmother and mother. Fortunately, she came with a shopping mall system that allowed her to purchase items not exceeding the limits of current technology. After merging her memories, she learned that her stepsister had secretly enrolled her in a rural assignment to secure her job, but died from excessive grief due to a cold. Liu Ruyan smiled and thought, "Fine! Let's hurt each other then!" So she sold her job, secretly enrolled her stepsister in a rural assignment in the far northwest, and then went off to the countryside in a carefree manner.
"So this book has two main characters?"
8888 bounced around and said, "Yes, this is a fusion of two worlds."
Jiang Yue sighed, relieved that she was just a passerby. Suddenly, she remembered something: "Bye, are they both going to cut in line here?"
"Congratulations, host, you guessed correctly."
Jiang Yue rubbed her forehead and said, "I hope it doesn't cause too much trouble. Even if it does, I just hope it doesn't involve me, a nobody."
After receiving the plot, Jiang Yue sat up and looked around her house. It was basically destitute. The windows were made of wood, divided into small compartments covered with white paper. The walls were simply painted, and the ceiling was made of newspaper.
Jiang Yue got up from the kang (a heated brick bed), put on her shoes, and found a table, two stools, and a large cabinet on the floor. In the main room, there was an old-fashioned stove with some grains and miscellaneous items. Jiang Yue looked at the grain bag and saw that there was only a small bowl of white flour left, with most of it being cornmeal and other coarse grains. Jiang Yue took out a small amount of grain from her spatial storage, not daring to take out too much at once.
Stepping outside the house, there was a fairly large yard with some vegetables planted. A shed was built against the wall, and a pile of firewood was stored there. Jiang Yue wandered around the vegetable garden to see what vegetables were available before returning to the house. Based on her memory—yes, this time 8888 had learned from the previous lesson and had the memory of the passerby—she went to the cabinet and found a small box containing 1285 yuan and some receipts.
Of the 1285 yuan, 500 yuan was the original owner's father's pension, the rest was wages, bonuses and subsidies, and a portion was what Jiang Yue's mother had saved over the years. Jiang Yue looked at the money in her hand and, for safety, put it into her spatial storage.
Jiang Yue walked to the table, took out a dish from her spatial storage, and took a bite: "Hmm, it tastes like Aunt Fang's." She said this with a hint of melancholy, then shook her head and started eating again. There would be many things she would have to gradually adapt to in the future.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Yue put the plates back into her spatial storage. Lying on the kang (heated brick bed), she briefly recalled the skills she had learned in the previous world. She found them all vivid in her memory. She had only learned a little of the others, mainly focusing on traditional Chinese medicine. Later, she learned cooking skills to make her medicinal cuisine taste better.
Jiang Yue checked her pulse and found nothing seriously wrong; it was just excessive grief leading to malnutrition. Excessive grief aside, malnutrition was probably a common problem in this world. As Jiang Yue lay there, she heard a voice: "Jiang Yue! Are you home?"
"Yes, I'm at home."
Jiang Yue got up from the kang (a heated brick bed). It was the brigade leader and the accountant who came. Did they want to see her? Jiang Yue stood at the door and watched the brigade leader and the accountant walk in. After they entered the room, they didn't pour water or anything. Because Jiang Yue was an introverted and shy person, she was not good at taking the initiative to pour water.
The captain and the accountant didn't say anything, but sat down on the stools and started talking. They first comforted Jiang Yue, telling her not to be too sad and that her mother would definitely want her to be happy.
After chatting for a while, they got down to business: "Jiang Yue, your mom used to be the warehouse manager in our team, in charge of looking after the warehouse. After she left, someone else always filled in for her. They complained that the work points weren't enough and wanted you to start working as soon as possible. You see..."
When the captain finished speaking, Jiang Yue thought he was going to ask her to give up her job. But after he finished speaking, Jiang Yue showed a surprised look. Before she could speak, the captain smiled and said, "Don't think too much, little girl. Your father is the only martyr in our brigade. You are the child of a martyr. If you don't want to do it, that's fine, but who dares to take your job?"
The accountant next to him nodded and said, "We wouldn't dare. This is a special care for the spouses and children of martyrs. Anyone who dares to do something they shouldn't would think that the guns of our brigade's militia are just firewood sticks, all show and no substance."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yue realized she had been overthinking things. At this time, the children of martyrs were not to be bullied by just anyone. As long as she didn't do anything reckless, she would definitely be safe and sound.
Jiang Yue also recalled that every year someone would come to visit her family to see how they were doing. Each time, they would bring some food and receipts, and ask if they had any difficulties in life. However, Jiang's mother did not want to trouble others and never asked for anything.
After listening to what the captain and the accountant said, Jiang Yue smiled apologetically and said, "Captain, I'll go tomorrow, but could you take me there for another day so I can familiarize myself with the procedures and prevent any mistakes?"
"Okay, come early tomorrow morning and we'll calculate your work points. You get 6 work points a day. If you have free time, you can cut pig feed and earn one or two more work points a day. That's seven or eight work points a day, enough for you to eat and drink."
Jiang Yue nodded to indicate that she understood. The brigade leader then said that if she had any difficulties, she should go to the brigade headquarters to find him. After saying that, he left with the accountant. Jiang Yue saw them out, closed the door, and went back to her room.
The next morning, Jiang Yue was woken up by her alarm clock. She had set an alarm to remind herself before going to bed the night before, fearing she wouldn't wake up. After washing up and getting dressed, she went out. It was just getting light. Jiang Yue followed the crowd and walked slowly. Along the way, some people were secretly observing her, and some who were close to her mother were comforting her. When she arrived at the brigade headquarters, the brigade leader gave a brief speech and then they went to work in the fields.
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