"Who told you to bring this thing on the bus? It's all over my shoes. Isn't it disgusting?"

In her previous life, Jiang Hongmei moved to the city after marrying Qi Shaoqiang, and had been living in a tube building distributed by a food factory.

Qi Shaoqiang has a high salary, good unit benefits, and no worries about food and clothing. Jiang Hongmei lives a life of luxury and has not been so disgusted for many years.

"Hey, I don't know how rich you think you are, but you are just a country girl, why are you pretending to be so great? Ugh!"

Jiang Hongmei was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her chest heaved.

"Get off the bus if you keep making noise!" the conductor cursed, putting his hands on his hips.

Remembering that she had business to attend to tomorrow, Jiang Hongmei finally gave up.

Today was the day Qi Shaoqiang was discharged from the army and was going home. He arrived at the county train station at 1pm.

She had to find a way to get Jiang Li and him to meet.

The car wobbled all the way to the county. After exiting the station, Jiang Li took two steps and then slowed down to a stop.

Jiang Hongmei was very anxious, "Hurry up, the supply and marketing cooperative will be closed if we are late."

The train station is not far from the supply and marketing cooperative, so I can find a reason to trick Jiang Li into waiting there.

"I didn't have breakfast. I'm so hungry that I can't walk." Jiang Li touched her flat stomach, feeling angry but helpless.

Jiang Hongmei stamped her feet anxiously, but she had no choice but to take out two eggs that she had cooked before going out and handed one to Jiang Li, "You are so rich, I will never let you down if you are greedy."

The rich aroma of egg yolk spread in her mouth, and Jiang Li was almost in tears.

Less than four days after returning to 1975, she already began to miss modern life.

She has a 100-meter snack warehouse, she is an auntie with superb cooking skills, and she has a cute pink baby bed.

She wants to go home!

"Have you finished eating? Hurry up, or all the good stuff in the supply and marketing cooperative will be snatched away soon," Jiang Hongmei urged, wrapping the remaining boiled eggs in a handkerchief.

"Jiang Hongmei, I'm not full."

Jiang Li's stomach growled, and under Jiang Hongmei's murderous gaze, she ate another egg and finally started walking again.

Jiang Hongmei stared at Jiang Li's slender back, feeling resentful in her heart.

How could a fool with nothing but a face have such a good fortune to marry Zhuang Guoliang?

In this life, she is destined to be the wife of the richest man.

It was not yet 11 o'clock when Jiang Hongmei entered the supply and marketing cooperative. She pretended to pick things out in the cooperative, but was actually wasting time.

Jiang Li glanced at the rather old-fashioned slogan on the wall, "No beating, insulting or cursing customers," and couldn't help laughing out loud.

I didn't expect that the jokes posted online were actually true.

She looked around curiously. Before she traveled through time, she was a lazy fish. After graduating from university, her grandfather felt sorry for her and did not let her go to work.

After collecting rent from the two buildings given by her family, Jiang Li lay down without any psychological burden.

When I have nothing to do, I just read some articles, reward the author, travel, and eat and drink everywhere.

께 said that she particularly likes period novels and never thought that she could travel through time.

Although material conditions were poor during this era, people were generally positive and optimistic.

Walking on the street, everyone is full of energy, Jiang Li is still very envious.

"Lady, please don't touch anything unless you're buying it. If you damage the product, you'll have to pay for it."

Jiang Li came to her senses and found that Jiang Hongmei was arguing with the fabric salesperson.

"What do you mean? Are you afraid that I don't have the money to buy it?" Jiang Hongmei pointed at the salesperson's nose and cursed.

Jiang Hongmei was rude, and the salesperson was even more rude. She put her hands on her waist, looked Jiang Hongmei up and down with contempt, and held out her hand, "This is our most expensive ready-made clothing, twenty-eight yuan a piece. If you can afford it, then take out the money!"

Jiang Hongmei subconsciously reached for her pocket and realized it when she felt the rough fabric on her body.

Yes, she is no longer the wife of the deputy director of a food factory, and her total wealth is less than RMB 2.2.

She took her hand back breathlessly, but still refused to give in. "What's your attitude? Do you know who I am? Don't worry, I will complain to Li Ren!"

The salesperson got angry. How dare a bumpkin from the countryside scold her? "You have no money, but you dare to act like a big shot here, bumpkin. Look at how poor you are. Get away from me and don't dirty our counter."

Jiang Hongmei was so angry that her eyes turned red, but there was nothing she could do.

It looked as if someone in the supply and marketing cooperative had heard their quarrel and turned away, pretending not to hear.

Thinking back to her last life, all the salespeople in the supply and marketing cooperatives tried to curry favor with her, and they always called her Sister Hongmei.

Jiang Li stood at the side, puzzled. She had watched the plot and knew that Jiang Hongmei was a native rural girl who had basically never been to the county. How did she know that the head of the supply and marketing cooperative was surnamed Li?

Jiang Hongmei saw Jiang Li standing there stupidly, and she took out all her anger on her. She pinched her hard and said, "You just stand there stupidly, and you don't help me. I'd rather raise a pig than you."

Jiang Li felt a sharp pain in her arm, and she pushed Jiang Hongmei with her backhand. Jiang Hongmei missed a step and fell down the stairs, twisting her ankle and grimacing in pain.

"Jiang Li, you dare to push me."

Jiang Li refused to admit it, "I just shook off your hand. It's your own fault for not standing firmly."

Jiang Hongmei rubbed her ankle and said, suppressing her anger, "Help me sit on the train station steps for a while."

Near the train station, a vendor was looking around, carrying a bamboo basket covered with a white cloth and whispering, "Do you want steamed buns or steamed bread? We have meat and vegetables. No food coupons required."

Jiang Li licked her lips and covered her stomach. She was hungry again.

"Jiang Hongmei, you promised to buy me some meat buns."

Jiang Hongmei's eyes widened. "Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

"If you don't allow me to eat meat buns, then I'll go home. I can still have lunch if I go home now."

Jiang Hongmei saw Jiang Li's useless look, and then glanced at the clock at the train station pointing to 1 o'clock, and finally compromised.

I bought a steamed bun for 60 cents, she brought it out for 2.4 yuan, and spent 26 cents on the bus. Now I only have 1 yuan and 5.4 yuan left, and I have to take the bus back.

Jiang Hongmei felt as if her flesh was being cut; the work had not been done yet, but she had almost spent all her money.

But thinking of the big villa and car in the future, she barely suppressed her anger.

The buns were only about the size of a fist, with little meat filling, mostly chopped green onions.

After eating two buns, Jiang Li's stomach finally felt better.

Along the way, she recalled the plot of the book, combined with Jiang Hongmei's strange personality, and finally she figured out something.

In the original book, Jiang Hongmei married Qi Shaoqiang, a retired soldier from the next village who returned home. Their marriage was arranged by their parents. They met once in a hurry before the marriage, and their relationship was not good after marriage.

But Jiang Hongmei didn't know about this.

Two days ago, Jiang Hongmei was looking forward to marrying into the Qi family and becoming a city dweller, but this morning she was making a fuss and wanted to cancel the engagement.

She suspected that Jiang Hongmei was reborn.