"Second brother, you've snuck back again. How many times this month has this happened?"
Before the old lady of the Su family even appeared, her voice rang out. Like a gust of wind, she rushed over, took off her shoes, grabbed the soles of her shoes, and chased after Su Er, whipping him.
"Your Highness, slow down, my stomach hurts, hehe, don't tire yourself out." Su Er jumped around, dodging back and forth, sometimes hiding behind Su Da, sometimes behind Su San.
"Mom, aim carefully! You're hitting my husband!" Sister-in-law Huang Guihua pulled Su Da away from the battlefield.
Seeing this, the others also moved to the side, but Su Laosan was still standing there stupidly, getting hit by several slaps for nothing.
"Mom, I was wrong, hehe, I promise I won't come back halfway next time." Su Er said while dodging.
"You promise my ass! When have you ever kept your promise? You little brat, you're just fooling your mother." Old Mrs. Su was panting, exhausted from running.
"Hehe, how could I? I can't fool my mother, let alone anyone else." Su Er grinned mischievously from the side.
Mo Qian rolled her eyes, she couldn't bear to look at him, everyone knew what kind of person he was.
"Hongjiang's mother, Su Laosan, your Lai Di fell into the ditch while cutting pig feed and is unconscious." Su's cousin from the same village ran over to report the news.
"Is my daughter Lai Di alright?" Su San, no longer standing still, knew that although she loved her son, she wasn't entirely indifferent to her daughter.
"Third Uncle, let's go check on her. I saw that my cousin had fallen, so I asked someone from the village to look after her and then came to let them know." With that, Su San and the other adults and children from the Bai family ran off together.
Mo Qian looked at the familiar scene before her. Wasn't this the scene at the beginning of the book where the female protagonist transmigrated? No wonder it felt familiar.
"Su Er, aren't you going to check on your niece? She's fallen and fainted." Mo Qian said, looking at Su Er, who was walking leisurely and unsteadily like a hoodlum.
"Where are you going? It's just a small ditch, how deep is it? It would be strange if you fell seriously. Hehe, I've been wandering around there since I was five or six years old. I would close my eyes and roll down from the top. How badly could a little girl fall?"
No wonder the female lead considered him to be an absolute jerk. Other people, no matter what, at least look at them, but this guy is just leisurely and not in a hurry at all.
"Laidi, Laidi, wake up, wake up quickly."
"Third sister, wake up."
...
"Shut up, it's so noisy!" I've been working overtime for a month and I'm extremely tired. I planned to sleep for two hours to rest, but I hadn't been lying down for long when I heard a lot of chatter in my ears. It was so noisy.
Jiang Xiaoyue slowly opened her eyes, and a large face came close to her, startling her.
"Laidi, are you alright? Be careful next time you cut pig feed."
"Third sister, are you feeling unwell? Did you hurt your head?"
"You silly girl, you can't be so careless next time. You even managed to fall into a ditch while cutting pig feed. You're hopeless."
Jiang Xiaoyue looked at the group of people surrounding her. They were dressed in dusty clothes, just like they were dressed in the 1970s or 80s. The surrounding houses were also dilapidated, most of them with mud-brick walls, and a few were brick houses.
The people around kept calling out "Laidi, Laidi," as if she'd been trafficked to some remote mountain village. But they weren't calling her "Laidi," and it didn't look like a movie shoot; there were no directors or cameras around.
Jiang Xiaoyue was stunned. At this moment, the original owner's memories overwhelmed her brain, and she fainted again.
"Laidi, Laidi, why did you faint again?"
"Third sister", "niece"...
Jiang Xiaoyue stared blankly at the calendar in the room again. She'd been working overtime, and unexpectedly found herself transported to the 1970s.
Judging from the original owner's memories, she was truly a little cabbage growing up in the garden, and the three sisters did all the washing, cooking, and cutting pig feed from childhood to adulthood!
It's infuriating that the entire Su family bullies the third branch of the family. The original owner's grandmother dotes on the first branch, spoils the fourth branch, and can't control the second branch. It's almost as if the second branch has to work to support the whole family.
It's infuriating, especially the second wife. She eats everything and leaves nothing behind, and there's no one to do the work. The father is hardworking and dutiful, and the mother is even more mild-mannered, taking care of all the housework. The original owner's three sisters had to do the work since they were young.
Isn't this the kind of person who often appears in the story? No, we need to split up the family, otherwise we'll be enslaved forever. When will this ever end? Before splitting up the family, the most urgent thing is to make money first.
"Su Er, I want to eat meat buns. It's been several days already. When are we going to town?" Mo Qian patted her half-full stomach, having only eaten about half a meal.
The old lady of the Su family counted the grains for each meal, so they couldn't eat as much as they wanted. They were still too poor, and they couldn't eat to their heart's content. "Sigh, it's not easy to have a comfortable life like this," Mo Qian sighed.
"Honey, don't worry, we're free tomorrow. We'll go tomorrow. How could I possibly treat you badly?" Su Er thought to herself, "I'll have to get up very early tomorrow. Once everyone in the family is up, it won't be easy to get away."
Yeah, I can borrow a bicycle from my third uncle's house, and with my wife, we won't have to walk those eight or nine miles anymore. Perfect.
"Really, we have to go tomorrow!" Mo Qian reminisced about the meat buns she had eaten before, and she was in a great mood because she could eat them again tomorrow. Good food always made her feel good.
"It's delicious, isn't it? I said I'd bring you here, and I did." Su Er shook his head smugly.
"It's delicious, I wish I could eat it every day."
"Hehe, you glutton, looks like if I don't work hard, I won't be able to support you."
"Eat less, and at noon I'll take you to eat braised pork and sweet and sour fish. Save some room in your stomach."
After hearing this, Mo Qian slowed down her work. Although she wanted to roll her eyes at Su Er's smug look, she also longed for braised pork and sweet and sour fish.
Su Er pulled out a handful of small bills from his pocket, counted out two to pay the bill. Mo Qian saw that she still had quite a few in her hand, at least ten yuan or so, and didn't ask. As long as there was good food and drink, she didn't need to worry about anything else.
Needless to say, it was probably speculation and profiteering. The book mentions that in his early days, Su Er went hunting in the mountains, and when he caught something, he sold it on the black market.
He and a few close friends went to the countryside to buy vegetables and sold them in the city at high prices. They did this without anyone noticing.
However, later on, his relationship with the female lead deteriorated, and he was caught red-handed after being reported. He should be more careful in the future, stay away from the female lead, and not let Su Er get caught. He can't afford to lose his long-term meal ticket.
“We came early by bicycle, it’s still a while before noon, let’s go to the supply and marketing cooperative. We’ve been married for almost a month and I still haven’t bought you any clothes or household items, hehe.”
"Let's go, let's go take a look. I was just thinking of buying some things I need." Mo Qian looked at the crowded area ahead and guessed that the supply and marketing cooperative was over there, so she walked in that direction.
I visited last time, and the town was also drab and dusty, but the houses were all brick and tile houses, with the words "Serve the People" written on the walls.
Last time I was in too much of a rush and didn't get a chance to visit the supply and marketing cooperative, so I don't know what it was like in the 1970s.
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