During a rare severe drought in the 1970s, Lin Ruan, the boss of the last days, transformed into a charming village girl who was forced into marriage by a top-notch grandmother who sold her to a domestically violent old widower in a neighboring village for fifty pounds of stick noodles. On the way to escape from marriage, she accidentally bumped into the chest of Lu Ye, a rough guy who had been discharged from the army due to injury. Before the man could get angry, his legs were tightly hugged by a cute three-year-old baby who was made of pink and jade. When he spoke, he said "mother" in an earth-shattering way. In order to survive, Lin Ruan simply put his arms around the neck of this man with broad shoulders and narrow waist and wolf-like eyes, and became the "sweetheart" of the Lu family, both large and small.
There was a severe drought, and the entire brigade was chewing tree bark. The best grandma waited for Lin Ruan to starve to death on the street. But Lin Ruan relied on unlimited material space to cook braised pork today and stew old hens tomorrow, keeping the two of them smooth and smooth. The strange thing is that no matter how unnatural the food is, all the villagers and even the cute baby itself, as if their nerve endings are blocked, automatically attribute all this to "Lu Ye has the ability to get special goods from the black market and the mountains." Lin Ruan's behavior of conjuring materials out of thin air is selectively blind, and no one is exploring it at all.
Until the whole village was dying of hunger, Green Tea's cousin went crazy with jealousy and tried to climb onto Lu Ye's bed. When she opened the door, she bumped into a man who had always been cold and rude. He was half-kneeling on the ground and carefully pinching the legs of the charming Lin Ruan: "Jiaojiao, you were tortured hard last night. I'll go there tomorrow." Can the department store in the provincial capital get you the softest woolen blanket to make your bed?" The little cute baby next to him, who was always aggressive towards outsiders, was holding the hot cup of fruit milk and said, "Mom, moisturize your throat! Dad, that ugly woman wants to take my mother's place, hurry up and bite her!"
