Thriving in the 1970s with a Trillion in Supplies

Mu Yan’er, a rich young heiress in the 21st century, was set to inherit assets worth hundreds of billions as soon as she graduated from college. But in the days leading up to graduation, she started having strange, surreal dreams every night.

Suspecting she might transmigrate, she sold off all the inheritance her parents had left her and converted it into supplies, storing everything in the space that had been with her since childhood.

When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated into the body of a girl in the 1970s who had the same name. Her father was a good-for-nothing who lived off women, her stepmother was vicious, and her stepsister and stepbrother were bullies who picked on the weak. When her stepbrother signed her up to go to the countryside, she turned the tables and sent him and her stepsister off to the Northwest instead. Her wicked stepmother tried to put her in an old man’s bed to secure her job, so Mu Yan’er caught her and her lover in the act. Then an anonymous tip exposed her scumbag father for stealing supplies from the factory.

Those who deserved execution were executed, those who deserved to be sent away were sent away, and those who were supposed to go to the countryside went. Mu Yan’er gathered up the businesses her maternal grandparents and mother had left her, stored them in her space, and cheerfully headed to the countryside.

Looking at the rows of low, earthen houses in front of her, Mu Yan’er felt miserable, but had no one to confide in. On her first day in the village, a burly local man even took advantage of her. Boohoo, I want to go home.

With a paralyzed father, a sickly mother, and frail younger siblings to care for, Xiao Junyi had been shouldering the family’s burdens alone. Just when he thought his life was utterly bleak, he met her.

Though he was usually cold and indifferent, when he saw she needed help, he couldn’t stop himself from stepping in. She even mistook him for a lecher.

“Weeds are so hard to pull. My hands hurt.”

“Need some help?”

“Wheat is so hard to harvest.”

“I’ll help you.”

“My whole body hurts.”

“Hang on, honey. It’ll be over soon.”

“Get lost! Boohoo!”