Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

The next morning, the sharp sound of the brigade's work whistle shattered the silence.

(To explain, most places have now distributed production to individual households, but there are still many small places where collective labor is still practiced. The same applies to educated youth; most have returned to the cities, but there are still many who have not been able to return for various reasons.)

"Whoa whoa--"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Guihua's booming, soul-summoning shouts rang out in the courtyard: "Get up and go to work! The sun's already high in the sky!"

Jiang Mian rolled over in bed and covered her head completely with the blanket.

Go to work?

What kind of work?

What a joke! Those two words have been permanently deleted from her dictionary.

Sleep is the most important thing in life.

[Ding! Detected that the host resolutely resists early morning competition; commendable spirit of slacking off!]

[Task: Stay in bed for one more hour.]

[Reward: 2 yuan cash, 1 meat ticket.]

Wow!

Jiang Mian almost burst out laughing like a pig in her quilt.

This system is simply her dream system, it's so considerate!

For those two dollars and a meat ration coupon, not even Jesus could wake her from this bed today!

Wang Guihua knocked on the door in the yard for a long time, but when she saw that there was still no response from the second room, she became furious.

She threw down the broken iron basin in her hand, stormed to the door, and pushed open the already rickety wooden door.

"You lazy bum, still sleeping! I'll yank the covers off you!"

Wang Guihua roared and rushed to the bedside in a few steps, reaching out her withered, twig-like hand to grab the corner of the blanket.

Just then, a tall figure blocked her way.

It's Lu Ting.

He was already dressed and ready, and the cold aura emanating from him immediately made Wang Guihua's arrogance diminish by three points.

"Mom," Lu Ting's voice was low and hoarse, devoid of emotion, "she's not feeling well and can't get up."

"Not feeling well?" Wang Guihua was taken aback, then put her hands on her hips and scolded, "I think she's just lazy! A natural lazybones!"

"I'll help her earn today's work points." Lu Ting didn't argue with her, simply stating, "I'll do double the work."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Wang Guihua's ashen face, and turned to leave the room.

Wang Guihua stood alone in the messy room, her eyes fixed on the bulging quilt, and she stomped her feet in anger.

But he was helpless against his second son, who was like a living devil, so he could only spit angrily and leave cursing.

Jiang Mian heard everything clearly from under the covers.

She secretly lifted a corner of the blanket and watched Lu Ting's broad back disappear through the door, marveling to herself.

Sure, this cheap husband is great.

Not only is he a walking embodiment of masculinity, but he's also a human shield, prioritizing practicality.

I just don't know if doing double the work is tiring, but oh well, that's not something I should worry about.

She closed her eyes with a clear conscience and continued to catch up on her sleep.

……

On the other side, at the grain drying ground at the east end of the village, a bustling scene unfolded.

The villagers were sweating profusely, and Lu Ting, who was doing the work of two people, attracted even more attention.

The village's idlers and gossipy men gathered together, pointing and whispering about him.

"Look at the second son of the Lu family, he really married a tyrant."

"Absolutely! What kind of new bride doesn't work in the fields? The man has to help her with all the chores—it's unheard of!"

Just then, a figure dressed in a clean white shirt walked over gracefully, carrying a bowl of water.

She was Su Rou, a former educated youth who had stayed in the village.

Ignoring the amazed looks from those around her, she walked straight to Lu Ting's side, her voice so soft it could melt your heart.

"Brother Lu, have some water and take a rest. You're working too hard."

Lu Ting ignored her and continued what he was doing.

Su Rou wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, she deliberately raised her voice.

"Brother Lu, I'm not trying to be mean, but it's really not good for Jiang Mian to be such a burden to you."

"What era are we living in? Modern women should be independent and create value through their own labor. How can she comfortably stay at home and let you suffer alone?"

What a beautiful white lotus flower in this prosperous age.

He's spouting rhymes all the time; is he trying to get a tractor driver's license?

Upon hearing this, the villagers who had been listening intently to the gossip all wore expressions that said, "See? I told you so."

A subtle hint of smugness appeared on Su Rou's lips.

She was reborn. In her previous life, she missed out on Lu Ting, a promising talent, and watched helplessly as he became a future business tycoon, regretting it deeply.

In this life, she is determined to win Lu Ting over!

A woman like Jiang Mian, who is good for nothing except her figure and face, will eventually ruin Lu Ting's patience and goodwill.

However, Lu Ting's reaction was completely beyond her expectations.

The man finally stopped what he was doing, but he didn't even spare her a glance.

He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped it off, his tone cold and sarcastic.

"I'm happy to raise it, it's none of your business."

Decisive and efficient, with a resounding impact.

Su Rou's gentle smile froze instantly, as if she had been slapped in the face in public, leaving a burning sensation.

The surrounding villagers were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

This is much more interesting than working!

Su Rou stood there, feeling the mocking gazes coming from all directions. Her face flushed red and then turned pale, and her fingers, gripping the water bowl, trembled slightly from the force.

She bit her lip hard, secretly cursing: Jiang Mian, just you wait!

Once Lu Ting gets fed up with your antics, let's see how smug you'll be then!

……

Jiang Mian, who was at home doing nothing, was naturally unaware of all this.

She slept soundly until the sun was high in the sky, feeling refreshed and energized.

[Ding! The task of staying in bed is complete! Reward has been issued!]

Jiang Mian stretched and felt completely relaxed.

She slowly got up, and while no one was home, she took out the pound of rice she had been rewarded with yesterday from her system space and cooked herself a small pot of fragrant white rice porridge.

After eating and drinking her fill, she moved a small stool to the shadiest spot under the eaves of the courtyard and used her "slacking off index" to exchange for a small bag of sunflower seeds from the system.

"Click, click."

The crisp sound of cracking sunflower seeds was particularly clear in the quiet courtyard.

Jiang Mian squinted at the clouds in the sky, enjoying the rare breeze, and thought that this salted fish life seemed pretty good.

It's much more comfortable than working ten hours a day for only 3000 yuan a month!

Just then, the sound of clothes being pounded with a mallet came from the neighboring yard.

Jiang Mian turned her head and saw her sister-in-law, Lin Xiu'e, squatting by the well with a child on her back.

In front of her was a large wooden tub, almost half her height, filled with the family's dirty clothes.

Lin Xiue was so tired that she couldn't straighten her back and was covered in sweat.

She rubbed her aching lower back, and as she turned her head, she saw Jiang Mian leisurely eating melon seeds in the neighboring yard.

The two are too contrasting, and the impact is too strong.

Lin Xiu'e's lips twitched, her facial expression contorted with anger.

She raised the washing stick in her hand and slammed it hard onto the washstone, making a loud noise.

It was as if they weren't hitting a stone, but rather Jiang Mian's relaxed and smug face.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!

Jiang Mian ignored the commotion over there and even changed to a more comfortable position.

[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully maximized the sister-in-law's hatred level; slacking off index +5.]

[Settlement of results for the lunch break's idle time: Reward: 1 pack of White Rabbit milk candy.]

Is this for real?

I heard that back then, White Rabbit candy was still made with real ingredients, unlike the technology and ruthless methods of later generations.

Jiang Mian casually peeled a milk candy and popped it into her mouth, the rich milky aroma instantly spreading across her tongue.

Sweet, so sweet.

Salted fish's life is simple, unpretentious, and happy.

I read this historical fiction novel so long ago that I've forgotten most of the details. All I remember is that my original character was starved to death...

Feeling a bit bored sitting in the yard, Jiang Mian decided to go back inside to look for treasure.

Although this old house is dilapidated, who knows what good things the original owner or Lu Ting might have hidden there.

She wandered around the house, knocking here and touching there, just like a novice burglar.

When Jiang Mian's hand tapped on a floor tile under the bed against the wall, it made a hollow "knock knock" sound.

There's something good here!

Jiang Mian's eyes lit up. She struggled to pry open the loose brick, and a rusty iron box appeared before her.

Wow, I actually found something.

With the anticipation of opening a blind box, Jiang Mian opened the somewhat heavy tin box.

The box contained not the gold bars or land deeds she had imagined, but a stack of loose bills and a few coins, carefully flattened and arranged.

She counted them: one cent, two cents, ten cents, one dollar... adding up to a total of thirty-three dollars and fifty-seven cents.

In those days when a worker's monthly salary was only thirty or forty yuan, this was definitely a huge sum of money!

Jiang Mian knew without a doubt that this was Lu Ting's hard-earned secret stash of money.

For a man who makes a living by farming, it must have taken a lot of frugality to save up so much money.

If it were the original owner of this body, she probably would have had her eyes light up and squandered all the money.

But who is Jiang Mian?

Outstanding slacker youth of the 21st century.

Looking at the money, she showed no greed whatsoever; instead, she revealed a wicked smile.