When she wakes up, Chu Yue, a modern home economics teacher, transforms into a frail and sickly female educated youth from the 1970s who cannot lift her shoulders or lift her hands. The beginning is hell mode: the original owner was impulsive for love and gave up the return indicator to "true love", but he was pushed into the river by "true love" Bai Yueguang, and lay down with a high fever in a drafty adobe house waiting to die. The educated youths in the same hospital showed sympathy on the surface, but secretly they were waiting to laugh at her: "With her body and bones, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive this winter without the medicine jar." Chu Yue wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, looked at the few dollars and half a bag of coarse grains left in her hand, and shed tears of poverty. There are no golden fingers, no portable space, just a bunch of housekeeping tips that students complain about as "outdated". ——Can you still live this life? Able! Must be able! Faced with moldy corners, Chu Yue made her own eco-friendly mold remover; faced with the coarse grains she was tired of, she used limited materials to grow bean sprouts, make rice cakes, and brew rice wine; faced with clothes with holes, she skillfully transformed them, and rustic fabrics could be worn in new patterns. The villagers gradually discovered that the frail Chu Zhiqing had changed. Today she made fragrant wild vegetable dumplings, and tomorrow she used plant ashes to make "fairy water" that can wash clothes clean. She even helped the boss and the family solve various life problems. Lu Chuan, the captain of the production team who always looked at her with a scrutinizing eye, also started running towards her every two days. "Chu Zhiqing, the bottom of my pot is dark. Can you take a look?" "Chu Zhiqing, the button on my dress has fallen off. Can you sew it on for me?" Chu Yue (rolling eyes): Captain Lu, don't you have hands yourself?
