A Rough-Hewn Man Can Hear My Thoughts in the 1970s

Xu Rumei had just finished her graduation fashion show when she was hit by a stray bullet. When she opened her eyes again, she had become Xu Rumei, a widow.

Her in-laws had kicked her out, half the old house had collapsed, she didn't have a cent to her name, and she had twin daughters to raise.

Faced with this disastrous start, Xu Rumei waved it off.

No big deal. I'm a designer who makes clothes. Making money will be a piece of cake.

It was the beginning of 1979, before the winds of reform and opening-up had begun to blow. Everyone had to work in the fields for work points, and the whole production team had to follow orders.

Xu Rumei turned around and joined a sewing group on the verge of disbanding, shouting their new motto: Grow bigger and stronger, and make our next success shine even brighter.

She threw herself into earning work points and raising her children each day, determined to wait until the time was right and then go out and make something of herself.

But before the spring breeze had swept across the land, she had already set her sights on a farmhand.

His faded, wrinkled undershirt clung to his strong chest, and the muscles beneath his honey-colored skin were firm and defined.

His waist was lean, and his legs seemed longer than her life.

And his casual glance held a deep, keen sharpness.

She praised him in her heart: What a premium specimen!

In his previous life, Kuai Yue was a general who held the last fortress to the death. After dying in battle from exhaustion, he transmigrated to a strange new world.

Here, people said women could hold up half the sky, and everyone was equal.

There were cars that didn't need horses to pull them, and radios that could make sounds.

He was no longer a general, but an ordinary soldier who had been discharged after a battlefield injury left him deaf.

When he first met that woman, he discovered that he could actually hear her thoughts.

But the more time they spent together, the more her thoughts made his heart race and his eyes burn with envy.

[Such pretty biceps. I want to squeeze them!] [His abs look so firm. I want to touch them!]

At last, one day he pushed open the woman's door. In the dark, his voice came out hoarse.

"If you want to touch them, you can."

[Reading Notes]:

* The female lead transmigrates into another body; the male lead's soul transmigrates.

* The male lead can hear the female lead's thoughts.

Theme: Freedom in marriage