Back to the 1980s to Become a Tailor

At twenty-nine, fashion designer Yuan Rou was timid and weak, lonely and despondent.

On the night she found out she had cancer, she watched an older rural woman in the same hospital room, Fang Ying, breathe her last, dying amid regret and pain.

Yuan Rou fainted. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a rural village in Northeast China in the 1980s, having transmigrated into the body of nineteen-year-old Fang Ying.

In dreams that came again and again, she awakened to memories of Fang Ying's later life.

In her previous life, Fang Ying had married the wrong man and wasted her life with a scumbag. Her three closest girlfriends had each withered away, victims of poverty, ignorance, and unhappy marriages...

This time, she would no longer be lonely or weak. She was going to rewrite her fate.

Starting with a little tailor shop and moving on to a large garment factory, she led the village women to their sewing machines.

With a pair of scissors, she cut short women's tragic songs and tailored them bright, splendid lives.

Love came unexpectedly along her road of hard work.

The man she fell for was Yu Qiong, a performer of Errenzhuan, the handsomest young man in the surrounding villages, but also the poorest.

To be precise, when they first fell in love, he had no money and was not yet famous.

One time, she twisted her ankle, and he carried her home along the riverbank.

She asked, "Why do you like performing Errenzhuan?"

"Because when I'm performing, I can be Bao Gong, Han Qi, Lü Bu..." His gaze dimmed a little. "But in real life, I can only be myself."

"There's nothing wrong with being yourself." She smiled gently. "Besides, you have to play Zhu Bajie when you perform, too!"

He gave her a half-smile and kept carrying her forward. In a low voice, he said, "If I'm Zhu Bajie, then you're my wife."

Brave, kind, award-winning tailor x dependable, quietly flirtatious Errenzhuan performer

A friendly reminder:

1. This is a body-swap transmigration story, not a rebirth story. Please don't nitpick.

2. The story contains quite a bit of Northeast Chinese dialect and local slang, but the context should make it easy to follow. If you like it, come along for the ride~

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The Nineties Hot Pot Run with My Grandpa

Song Bao'er was lazy and pampered. After graduating, she never stayed long at any of her jobs. Instead, she hung around her grandpa's malatang shop, doing odd jobs, eating, drinking, and having fun.

Bad news: she'd transmigrated into a book!

She landed in a novel about the rise of a legendary business tycoon.

She had become Peng Lan, the bride in an arranged marriage. Her groom, Lu Zheng, the novel's protagonist whom she had never met, was nowhere to be found.

Good news: her grandpa had transmigrated into the book, too!

He had become the cook in charge of the wedding banquet. Still a cook, but instead of being an old chef, he was a young chef again, back in his prime.

She was overjoyed. She had no interest in getting married and just wanted to freeload off her grandpa.

In the early nineties, X Wenxiang, X Guofu, and X Liang hadn't made it big yet.

Then Master Song's malatang was going to take off!!!

*

Not long after the first shop opened, a tall, broad-shouldered man walked in on a cold winter night.

Frost and snow clung to him, and he exuded a chill as he took a seat at a small table in the corner.

She approached, met his icy gaze, and got a clear look at his devastatingly handsome face.

A little afraid of him and more than a little captivated, she asked, "Handsome, would you like a bowl of malatang?"

*

At twenty-seven, Lu Zheng was entirely focused on building his career, and he resolutely ran away from his wedding and left town.

When he returned, he wanted to apologize to Peng Lan in person for abandoning her. But he learned that on the very night he ran away from their wedding, she had run away, too, eloping with a cook!

He saw her for the first time in a little shop.

Her eyes sparkled when she smiled. Her pretty face was fair with a rosy flush, like a sweet, tender, juicy peach.

He wanted so badly to take a bite...

That cook was honest and unremarkable, yet shamelessly called her "Bao'er" and acted as if they were very close.

He regretted it. He was jealous. He was furious! With one hand, he snapped the chopsticks he was holding clean in two.

He swore he would win her back and make sure that malatang shop couldn't stay in business!

Sweet, soft, easygoing spoiled girl x stern, serious, wealthy king of jealousy | Five-year age gap

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