The Educated Youths Are Fighting to Become My Cousins-in-Law, While I Enjoy the Gossip at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative

I was reborn as the lazy niece of a 1970s village chief and sent to the supply and marketing cooperative to “enjoy some peace and quiet.” All the educated young women in the village are desperately trying to win over my three eligible cousins. I munch on sunflower seeds and keep notes: “Girl A fell and broke a bowl while fetching water for Second Cousin. How touching. The bowl cost more than the bucket.” “Girl B’s poem for Third Cousin was copied from a commune radio script.” Using my inside information, I help my family dodge countless pitfalls and claim the best seat for the gossip. Until the commune’s mysterious technician corners me behind the counter: “Could I borrow your little notebook?” “Or perhaps we could work together another way. You handle the information, and I’ll handle you?”