I Was Born in My 70S, I Am the Little Lucky Baby in the Family

[Micro group portrait, long and short family, no system space, not many female protagonists in the early stage] When he opened his eyes, he became the baby of the old Lin family in Northeast China in 1970. The whole family was too poor to open the pot. But my grandma, who favors boys over girls, held me in the palm of her hand and said, "This girl is a lucky star! It rains as soon as she comes to our house!" When I was three years old, I pointed to the muddy ground in the back hill and my elder brother dug out a century-old wild ginseng. When I was five years old, I pulled on my mother's clothes and said, "The flowers are beautiful." The hair flowers she made became popular in the county supply and marketing cooperative. When I was seven years old, I was admitted to the best junior high school in the town with the first place in the county, breaking the opinion in the village that girls are not as good as boys in reading. When I was twelve years old, I took the college entrance examination and ranked first in the province and was admitted to Peking University. I was dubbed a "child prodigy." Looking back many years later, my grandparents are smiling every day, my parents have saved money, and my brothers have made a difference. When I felt that my life was full, I didn't notice that the sticky eyes of the boss who picked it up kept falling on me. Me: Danger!