Introduction to "Hot Wife in the 1980s: The Rough Man's Husband Loves Him to Heaven":
Su Qing, a modern food blogger, went through the book, and when she opened her eyes, she became the cannon fodder of the same name in a remote mountain village in the 1980s. Just after marrying the most vicious rough guy in the village, Lu Zhan, the original owner thought he was poor and committed suicide by jumping into a river.
Su Qing looked at the dark adobe house in front of her, then at the man at the door who was 1.9 Meters tall, with broad shoulders and thick back, and eyes as cold as ice, and silently swallowed the word "divorce".
Forget it, the 1980s were great, there were opportunities everywhere! The modern seasonings and recipe secrets in her space can beat the whole village if you pick them up!
So, while others were still worrying about food and clothing, Su Qing had already set up a small stall and sold spicy skewers, with red oil sizzling and fragrant, making her hungry for half a street; while others were guarding several acres of thin fields to watch the harvest, she led Lu Zhan to start a greenhouse vegetable, doubling the yield per acre and shocking the village chief; while others were struggling to enter the city, she opened a small restaurant directly as a county sign, making a lot of money.
People in the village said that the Lu family's daughter-in-law was too "hot" and did not uphold her duties, but Lu Zhan protected her to death. When Su Qing set up a stall, he would move a small pony stand next to her and glare at anyone who dared to gossip. When Su Qing wanted to open a shop, he silently took out the retirement pay that he had saved for ten years and said in a rough voice: "Don't tell me if you don't have enough money."
Su Qing said she disliked his rigidity, but her heart felt warm. She taught him how to read and calculate accounts, led him to start a career and become well-off, transformed the adobe house into a small Western-style building, and took care of his rough husband.
One day, Su Qing was happily looking at the numbers on her bank book. Lu Zhan suddenly hugged her from behind, rubbing her neck with stubble.
