The Seventies' Sweetheart with a Lucky Pregnancy, Spoiled by the Powerful Man Who Could Never Have Children

“Look! The little vixen's out again, mooching off young men and taking advantage of them!” In this 1970s era, when rumors could ruin a person, Lu Zhaohe smoothed her hair. “Auntie, it's the same insults every time. Can't you come up with something new? I'm getting sick of hearing them.” Her slender fingers peeled an egg, and she sighed. “Eggs really are delicious!” The villagers spat. “Shameless!” Lu Zhaohe sneered inwardly. Wasn't this the life they'd forced her into? Could being reasonable and having dignity fill her stomach? Keep her child from being taken away? Get her soft, sweet daughter out of the hospital bed?... No! After successfully making the villagers stomp around in anger, Lu Zhaohe flicked her braids and headed for the fields. * Zhou Chengan had always thought his wife was young and had no one to guide her, so she'd simply gone astray. After bringing her home, he lectured her every day. Instead, his wife started demanding a divorce, while a pack of wolves outside clamored to take his place. A young man from the village chased her into the courtyard. “Hehe, when are you getting divorced? I've got the bride price ready.” A colleague from the department store said, “Zhaohe, I like you.” A college classmate said, “Get divorced. We're the ones who share the same ideals.” The older man panicked. He dressed up in flashy clothes, holding flowers in one hand and their daughter in the other. “Zhaozhao, Xibao and I are here to take you home.”