Reborn in the 1950s: Making a Living

Upcoming: A Second-Generation Transmigrator's Little Life in the 1960s. Please add it to your collection.

Upcoming story blurb: Li Xing, a second-generation transmigrator, made it through three years of famine and saw her transmigrated mother off on her return. With the supplies her martyr mother had stocked in advance in her spatial storage, and a monthly allowance of twenty yuan for families of martyrs, she waved goodbye to the scumbag father and stepmother who had suddenly appeared. Before the great upheaval began, this tiny burden of a girl packed up her things.

Goodbye, scumbag dad. Send me money, scumbag dad. I'm going back to the countryside to farm.

You can make a living anywhere. With the food coupons and grain tickets my scumbag dad begrudgingly sends me each month, nobody will stop me from lying flat this time around.

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Su Mi, who had joined a hibernation program, woke by chance in the 1950s in the parallel world of the Red Kingdom.

Looking down at her own tiny body, weak as a chick, and holding the hand of her new little brother, who was even smaller than a mouse, Su Mi began a miserable struggle in an era where there was nothing to be had. Fine grain was nowhere to be seen, you needed permits to go out, and everything you bought required ration coupons.

Through hard work in her golden finger,

When Su Mi and her brother had warm, decent clothes, everyone else in the production team was fighting over fertilizer sacks to make a pair of baggy pants.

When Su Mi and her brother were earning money and going to school, every family in the commune was still relying on their hens' bottoms as a bank, waiting for eggs to exchange for salt.

When Su Mi and her brother escaped the nest of troublesome relatives, entered a factory, became workers, got government jobs, wore dacron, earned high wages, and built a comfortable life, the whole nest of troublemakers was still going crazy over the chance to eat a single bite of meat.

From then on, wherever the Su siblings went, people looked at them not only with envy, but also with admiration. They became the people everyone in the surrounding villages aspired to be like.

This is the blurb for an upcoming story. Thank you.

Upcoming story: After I Came Down from the Miao Mountain, I Wreaked Havoc in the Future Capital

Upcoming story blurb:

From the first day Su Jincan came down from the mountain and arrived in the capital of Great Can, she knew that the man who had solved the salt shortage for the thirty-eight caves and ninety-two villages of the southwestern Miao region, sparing them further suffering from war, was said to have a problem. Everyone in the region, from the very old to the very young, and even Su Jincan herself, sincerely wanted to thank him!

Not only did he have a problem, he was also a lovesick man with someone in his heart, a woman he called his white moonlight.

To repay his kindness and ensure peace in the Miao region, Su Jincan acted on impulse and sacrificed herself for the greater good. She debated at the Golden Throne Hall, cleverly obtained an imperial decree, chose her own husband, and successfully married Lord Jin, one of the four handsome young noblemen of the capital, who was as ethereal as an immortal.

Only after marrying him did she learn that her great benefactor, who looked like an immortal and was as bright and carefree as the moon, was actually a pitiful little thing who had been treated unfairly?

To protect her husband, Su Jincan threw off her red wedding veil, slapped the table, rolled up her sleeves, and began her ferocious journey through the Marquis of Zhenwei's estate: punching her wicked stepmother-in-law, kicking evil servants, whipping every one of the troublesome relatives, and silencing all the petty villains.

Just as she thought she could protect her husband and reach the pinnacle of ruling over everyone, the empire fell, the marquis's estate was destroyed, and on the road to exile, she was so determined to protect her husband that she risked her life to save him.

When she looked back, the white moonlight was widowed and watching them covetously, while she herself was already broken and beyond saving.

Fine. Since her husband's heart belonged to someone else, she would grant his deepest wish...

But who could have guessed that her immortal husband, whose heart clearly held someone else, would refuse to let go of her hand?

"My lady, come back with me. What I've kept treasured in my heart is the torn cloak you singed a hole into and the bowl of beef tripe and wild-herb soup you brought me yourself."

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