Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 1 Whose life is wanted?

“Ugh, Lao An, it’s hard for me to be a stepmother. Tell me, in the seven years since I got married, I haven’t given them enough food and clothing. I haven’t even hit them or scolded them, right?

We are the only two regular workers in the family, but we have a lot of children, so we still grit our teeth and tighten our belts to provide for them to study until they graduate from high school.

With the conditions of our neighbors, we can't just eat bran-thick vegetables, let them eat meat, eggs, drink milk all day long, and wear new clothes every year, right? "

"Lao Kang, what are you talking about? I see how good you are," the man said after being silent for a while.

"It is the general trend to go to the countryside to support construction now. It is a mandatory requirement from above. Others can go, so why can't the two brothers and sisters? After all, they can't be hungry when they go to the countryside, and they don't have to worry about being put up in big-character posters all day long. When the limelight passes, I, I will step down and give up my position to Zhiqiu. Maybe we can give him a new house by then!"

The man took a deep breath from his cigarette and said, "No, there are more than just two children at home, so how can they take all the benefits? Your position is given to Zhiqiu, no more!"

The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she still sobbed and wiped her tears, "They want to kill me. Even if I raise a cat and a dog, it will take seven years to develop a relationship. As long as there is a chance, we are not willing to let them It’s hard to go to the countryside.”

"That's enough!" The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a thin and handsome man named Zhiqiu shouted with a flushed face: "My sister is so sick that she's in a coma. You don't want to pay for medical treatment, but you're still plotting against us. Township?"

"Here, our family's money has been used to provide for you," the woman said first, "You study every day and don't know about interpersonal relationships. There are also things to pay attention to where you go to the countryside. For this matter, I will tell you Dad broke his leg and borrowed money from everywhere." She gritted her teeth and took out fifty cents from her pocket and put it into her husband's hand: "This is the last money our family will have to buy food. You can do whatever you want."

"Zhiqiu, get some medicine for your sister," An's father frowned and said displeasedly, "It's not like you don't know the situation at home. It's such a mess, and you don't know how to get sick and add to the mess."

"Isn't it sensible to get sick and cause trouble?" Zhiqiu felt the chill in his heart and said sarcastically: "The material inside Zhixia's winter clothes is made of old cotton that has been used for many years. How can it keep it warm? She carries water and washes at home every day. She washed the dishes and went to collect firewood more than ten miles away. Her hands, face, and ears were all covered with sores. It was snowing heavily in front of her. It’s no wonder she didn’t get sick!"

"No one asked her to go out in the snow." An's father was so reprimanded by his son that he slapped the table and stood up. "Don't think that your mother is gone. Our whole family owes you! I tell you, even if Zhixia dies tomorrow, you can lie down to me. On the train!"

“Lao Kang, you pack some luggage and food for them now, and I will send them there myself tomorrow morning.” After saying this, he slammed the door and left.

Without a man, Kang Xiaohua stopped pretending, hugged his chest and sneered: "The An family is full of children. Now your father only listens to me. I advise you brothers and sisters to get along and leave, and don't worry about trying to stand up to me and me." Your dad's job.

Perhaps when Zhixia gets older, I can find a good marriage for her and let you two brothers and sisters return to the city. "

"You have no business interfering in Zhixia's marriage," An Zhiqiu stepped forward suddenly, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and shouted, "If you have a wrong idea about her, I will make your whole family miserable!"

"You, how dare you," Kang Xiaohua was frightened, and then retreated to the front of his house, not giving up to regain his face and whispered: "Are you so scared that I think I am? Let me tell you, I didn't spend any money to help you. Instead, I took other people's money and asked you to go to the ravines for others. Humph, you dare to talk harshly to me even if you don't even have hair. "

After saying that, she immediately entered the house and smiled quite proudly through the crack in the door. "Actually, it is Guoqiang and Lijuan who should go to the countryside. It's a pity that they will go to work in the factory and become full-time workers next year. I can only do it for you." The children are going to the countryside to suffer! Oh, by the way, An Zhiqiu and An Zhixia are written on the roster, and the train is tomorrow morning. Now you know that there is no other way but to get angry. After all, it was your biological father who promised it. "

An Zhiqiu closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, holding the five cents in his hand, not daring to delay and strode out to buy medicine.

In the dark and small room, there were several wooden boards on a bed made of bricks. The girl with messy hair had a flushed face, and looked at the unfamiliar things around her with a pair of gleaming almond eyes. The voices in her ears finally stopped, and the thoughts in her groggy brain Memories immediately poured in overwhelmingly.

This is the eighteen years of a lackluster life of a girl named An Zhixia. Her mother died due to a work-related injury eight years ago, and her father married Kang Xiaohua, a widow with a son and a daughter, the following year. Kang Xiaohua took over the work of the original owner's mother and swore in front of the leaders of the work unit that he would provide for his two children until they graduated from high school. Otherwise, the brother and sister would have dropped out of school long ago.

He sighed silently. He came from the 21st century, and he was also a rich second generation whose father didn't care about his stepmother. He entered the entertainment industry just for fun, but he also made a name for himself by relying on his intelligence and unwillingness to admit defeat. However, I was going to hang out at my best friend's newly opened supermarket. Unexpectedly, I slipped on a 15-centimeter-high foot and arrived in 1972.

Her whole body was weak due to the high fever, and her head was groggy. If it were in modern times, she would have taken some ibuprofen, drank some cold medicine, slept to cover her sweat, and she would be alive and kicking the next day.

 But when she got here, listening to the noise outside, it seemed that she was not qualified to be sick.

Perhaps the original owner was burned to death?

Just as she was thinking about it, two pill boxes suddenly appeared in her hand. She half-propped herself up in fright, raised the items in front of her eyes, and confirmed several times in the dim light that they were indeed her commonly used brands.

It clearly stated that it was produced on December 20, 2019. Before she could continue to wonder, the complete appearance of her best friend’s supermarket appeared in her mind, just like an aerial view, but she could quickly find everything she wanted.

 Pocket space? It is still a large supermarket that can meet people’s basic needs!

He can be reborn in the year 1972, so what is impossible?

With her emotions ups and downs, her body became more and more uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and quickly used her mind to get a cup of warm water from the water dispenser, took the medicine, and fell asleep.

"Zhi Xia, get up and drink a bowl of porridge, take medicine and then go to sleep." An Zhiqiu came back at some point, holding a mottled enamel jar in one hand and two blue pills in the other.

An Zhixia's hair was wet with sweat, and her whole body was obviously light. She looked at the concerned little brother, and obediently sat up with his brother's help, holding the warm porridge and sipping it.

“Brother,” she shouted awkwardly, “Where did the millet porridge come from? Have you had dinner?”

 (End of this chapter)