1970S Villainess: I Married the Strongest, Roughest Man in the Village

Zhou He, a lively young woman from the 21st century, died an unjust death. The Grim Reaper, who had mistakenly taken her soul, tossed her into the 1970s with a pocket dimension. She became the unlucky girl from a family that favored boys, forced to go to the countryside. After treating people kindly only to be bullied in return, she decided to become a villain. From then on, she would live for herself alone. The farm work was enough to bring an ox to its knees. Hoping to avoid it and find someone to rely on, she set her sights on a quiet, sturdy man in the village who was built like a little mountain. She shamelessly sidled up to him. “How about we team up?” Pei Xing'an gazed at her shimmering almond eyes, swallowed, and agreed. Zhou He had planned to use him and run: once the college entrance exams resumed or travel restrictions eased, she would ditch this “useful tool” and head back to the city. But after spending day and night together, their partnership ended with them sharing a kang bed. On the day they got their marriage certificate, Zhou He sneered inwardly. It was only a piece of paper, soon to be worthless. If she wanted to leave, she had plenty of ways to do it. But after they married, everything changed. The educated youths who had come with her mocked her behind her back for choosing a country bumpkin with nothing but a pretty face, when she could have picked one of the cadres’ sons from the city. Zhou He smiled faintly. “Because I want to.” Later, when restrictions eased, Zhou He reluctantly handed Pei Xing'an all the savings she had stashed in her pocket dimension and sent him out to make his fortune. When they met again, the former “country bumpkin” was dressed in a fine suit, now one of the most dazzling rising stars of the era. The educated youths who had mocked Zhou He gaped as Pei Xing'an gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His voice was tender enough to melt. “Honey, is this whole shopping mall big enough to be your walk-in closet?”