The Cannon Fodder Awakens in the 1980s

Ongoing: The Pretty, Picky Wife Goes to the Seventies. Blurb at the end.

Everyone said Qin Sulan was lucky. Not only had she married the only college graduate for miles around, her mother-in-law treated her especially well.

Qin Sulan used to think so too, which was why she worked tirelessly to take care of the family while her husband studied away from home.

That was until she fell ill from overwork one summer.

When she woke up, she learned that she was merely a sacrificial character in a book, destined to be abandoned by her husband. He had already fallen for his professor's daughter in his first year of college, and he only kept Qin Sulan in the marriage because he wanted her to take care of the family.

Qin Sulan: Oh, I see. Fine.

She called the scumbag. "Are you free? Come home so we can get divorced!"

The scumbag's whole family, even the entire village, was certain Qin Sulan would regret it. Instead, she wasted no time starting a small business.

She began by carrying a bamboo basket around and selling steamed buns, then set up a snack stall and opened a little restaurant...

Her life kept getting better, and she even led her family to prosperity.

Years later, the disheveled scumbag begged Qin Sulan to take him back, only to have a handsome, stern-faced man grab him by the throat.

"Try harassing my wife again, and see what happens."

Zhou Yi had lost both his parents in his teens and had experienced the world's many hardships over the years.

He thought he would spend his whole life alone.

Then he heard that Qin Sulan had divorced.

"Would you be willing to be my wife?" the stern man asked awkwardly, his face turning red.

Qin Sulan...

Should I say yes, or should I say yes?

The Pretty, Picky Wife Goes to the Seventies

The original character was a pitiful little thing.

Her mother died young, and her father remarried and moved to the provincial capital, leaving her with her uncle.

At five, she washed the whole family's clothes. At six, she stood on a stool to cook. From the age of seven, she went to the fields with the adults to earn work points. People in the village said she lived worse than a servant in the old society.

And that wasn't all. Her cousin was going to steal the childhood engagement arranged by her late mother.

Her aunt took advantage of her and then badmouthed her all over town, saying she was lazy, greedy, and a spoiled brat.

Qin Yujiao had just transmigrated from the modern world and happened to overhear.

She said coolly, "You say I'm lazy? Perfect, I'm hungry. Auntie, go make me something to eat!"

"I want scrambled eggs with tender, tender scallions."

At that moment, Qin Yujiao stood gracefully by the fence, looking utterly lovely.

Her skin was whiter and smoother than the ice cream sold in the county town.

Her aunt thought she was possessed, and that she would be back to normal in a few days.

Little did she know, this was only the beginning.

Over the days that followed, Qin Yujiao had the whole Qin family running around at her beck and call.

Her aunt cooked for her, her eldest male cousin bought her a washbasin, and her cousin was even more unfortunate: her new house was given to Qin Yujiao.

Her cousin was furious. She used every trick she could think of to steal Qin Yujiao's childhood fiance ahead of time, then showed him off to her.

Qin Yujiao didn't even raise an eyebrow.

"He's just a piece of trash. Keep him if you want, so I don't have to throw him out."

As she spoke, her eyes and brows were radiant, and a faintly mocking smile played on her lips.

It was as if a person in a painting had suddenly come to life.

Zhou Lin, who had returned to his hometown with a fellow soldier, was captivated.

Zhou Lin was the youngest officer in the army. For certain reasons, he was spending his leave in Tianshui Village.

The riverbanks were lush and green in the spring and summer.

And the girl walking toward him was the most beautiful sight in all the fields.

Theme: Be independent and self-reliant