Lin Hongqiu's Daily Life in the 1960S

Copywriting: Lin Hongqiu just took a nap, and when she woke up, she traveled back in time to the 1960s and became a sixteen-year-old girl. The original owner was an orphan of a martyr. He was adopted when he was four years old. His adoptive father died of illness when he was nine years old. Later, he remarried with his adoptive mother and moved to his stepfather's home. The biological children, stepchildren, plus the original owner's little adopted daughter, the days of living under the shelter of others were full of excitement and chaos. Lin Hongqiu, who came from time-travel, was hungry and cold, with tears in her eyes. She couldn't live this day! She wants to sever ties with her adoptive mother and return to the Lin family where she was adopted. A time-traveling girl met her Mr. Right and lived a happy life from then on... . . . . . . Ouch, who is that? Why are you knocking someone on the head? Wife, I woke up and was going to be late for work. Yu Shaolin woke up the little woman who was still lying in bed with a doting look on her face. Ah, ah, ah, stinky man, I have such a sweet dream and I want you to smash it to pieces again! The background of this article is fictitious, and the party should be cautious before entering. —————————————————————— Copywriting of "Seventy Bright Flowers Have Owners": Zhang Minghua was not only as beautiful as a flower, but also honest and capable. Unfortunately, she fell in love with several partners and failed to get married. People in the village said she could not get married. A son of Lao Zheng's family, who was in his twenties and still had no wife, came to propose marriage and promised a high price as a bride price. Zhang Minghua finally found his wife. Zheng Sandou was happily waiting to marry his wife, but Zhang Minghua, who had awakened the memory of his past life, was not very happy. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and made various promises. "Huahua, just agree to be my wife. I promise to treat you well in the future, spend all the money I earn on you, and let you be the head of the house!" Zhang Minghua was still hesitant, "They all say you are heartless." Zheng Sandou snorted coldly when he heard this. Didn't he just give up his job? Those who say he is short-sighted are the ones who are short-sighted! —————— Zhang Mingxiang is the cousin of Zhang Minghua's uncle, and her eyes were opened by accident. As long as she kept staring at a person, she could see that person's future. Even though it was only for three seconds at a time, it was enough to make her ecstatic. When she heard that the silly cousin next door was seeing someone, she ran to look at the man with her clairvoyance, and she actually saw him sitting in a car. How could this work? How could a fool marry so well? She was directly involved in the marriage. But she didn't know that the car was running all over the streets in later generations, and the sign on the roof said: TAXI. The second future he looked at was even more impressive. He had four pockets on his clothes, a pen on his shoulder, and a briefcase between his legs. He looked like a cadre at first glance. Zhang Mingxiang's eyes were scarlet with jealousy, how could this idiot be so lucky! So she got mixed up with Huang again. In fact, she didn't know that the man looked sleek and well-dressed, but he was just an electricity bill collector. The third, the fourth... Zhang Mingxiang was so happy with it, until the Zheng family came to propose marriage. After she looked at it with her heavenly eyes, she finally smiled with satisfaction, yes, this is it. In the picture: Zheng Sandou is carrying one on his back and holding another in his arms. His body is dusty, and he is following her cousin with a grin on his face. At first glance, he looks careless. But, what happened next? The unscrupulous man actually became the richest man in the city, building bridges and roads, holding a gigolo in his hand, hanging a butt machine on his waist, and acting as the exclusive driver for her cousin. Is there something wrong with her heavenly eye? ! Intention: Life is like tea, although it is bitter, it will be sweet.