The Labor Camp Farm Director Is Her Father [The Sixties]

One day, xx transmigrated to the 1960s.

The bad news: she had transmigrated into a labor camp for people sent down to the countryside.

The good news: the labor camp's director was her father.

It was a year of famine, and food was scarce. Even the camp officials could barely feed themselves, let alone the people sent down there.

Looking at the former generals, former researchers, former intellectuals, and others in the camp, all old and frail, xx was just as worried as her cheap father.

Her cheap father worried: What would happen if they died?

xx worried: How could she keep them alive?

Just then, her golden finger came online.

As long as she had enough points, she could buy anything in the virtual store, including but not limited to soy milk, fried dough sticks, pork buns, hot pot, rice, and big-plate chicken...

xx: !!!

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The male lead had been away from home for years on a secret mission. At last, he returned, only to learn that his father had been sent down to the countryside.

After much effort, the male lead finally found out where his father had been sent and hurried over, afraid that if he was too late, he would never see his aged father again.

Who could have guessed that when he arrived, he would find his father looking rosy-cheeked and sprightly? From far away, he could hear the old man saying to a young woman in a booming voice, "What do you think of my youngest son? Sure, he's a bit old, but older men know how to treat you right. And he's got a wonderful personality. If you two start dating, if you tell him to go east, he won't go west. If you tell him to chase the dog, he won't chase the chicken."

The male lead, only twenty-seven and a perennial troublemaker in the army: ???

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