1960S: My Best Relatives Begged Me Not to Sell My Goods

On the day she was reborn in 1962, Qiao Maisui was being pressed on the head by her uncle, who asked him to put his fingerprints on the document of "marrying an old bachelor in exchange for food stamps". This was how she was sold in her previous life - the five hundred yuan gift paid for her cousin's gambling debts, and she never had a good life. In this life, she took out an account from her pocket: the allocation list for scarce supplies, the price of food stamps in the city, and who owed whom old debts, all in good order. Uncle wants to sell her? She first brought her uncle's account of reselling public grain to the commune. My cousin wants to grab her counter? She spread the account of her cousin's misappropriation of cloth tickets in public. Her in-laws want to suck her blood? She threw the gift list in the face of the whole family: Whoever eats this money will spit it out. Later, all the best relatives in the village learned the same sentence: "Maisui, if you still have goods on hand, stay close to your own family first." ——It's too late. Her goods are only sold to worthy people. No matter how severe the storm was in 1962, it could not freeze a woman who could settle accounts and be ruthless.