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

The plastic rolls from the old bread cart were sent to the newspaper's darkroom that same day.

Jiang Mian had barely left Hong Kong when the front page of the news immediately put her in the spotlight.

The female boss of Oriental Delights quietly departs Hong Kong, escorted by Qian Weimin in ten cars.

Lu Ting protects Ms. Jiang's back throughout; is she pregnant?

Leslie Cheung spotted halfway up the mountain, suspected to be seeing off a mysterious VIP.

The paparazzi originally wanted to dig up some scandals.

As soon as the article was published, before the scandal could even develop, the Hong Kong wives' circle was in an uproar.

"Dr. Jiang is pregnant? Won't it be even harder to book a table at Oriental Cuisine now?!"

"The beauty serum is already hard to get, and now that she's back in mainland China, will she even be able to get a share in the next batch?"

"Didn't Qian Weimin say he was out of stock again yesterday? He must have been secretly hiding some!"

The phone in Qian Weimin's office rang from morning till night.

The original price of HK$140,000 per bottle of Golden Thread Nourishing Essence was inflated to over HK$300,000 on the black market that same day.

Jiang Mian couldn't care less about all this excitement for the time being.

Shenzhen, Shekou Port.

After completing the shipping procedures, Lu Ting took the keys and walked towards the brand-new silver-gray Range Rover.

Several dockworkers were carrying sacks on the pier, their eyes fixed on the truck, and they almost bumped into a wooden stake.

In 1984, a car like this parked by the dock in mainland China was really conspicuous.

Large tires and an imposing body.

Even the sound of the car door opening exuded an air of grandeur that stood out starkly from the surrounding drab dock.

Lu Ting opened the car door and got into the driver's seat first.

The new car had a strong leather smell.

His brows furrowed instantly, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice.

The acid reflux in my stomach came back up again.

Lu Ting didn't say a word, but quickly rolled down all four car windows to let the sea breeze in.

He waited for a full ten minutes until the stuffy smell in the car had dissipated before he went around to the passenger side to open the door.

"Mianmian, it's windy outside, go slowly."

Jiang Mian walked down the steps of the guesthouse.

Today she changed into a light apricot-colored loose-fitting cotton long dress, wore soft-soled cloth shoes, and was holding a bag of preserved plums.

Jiang Mian is over 6 weeks pregnant and doesn't feel any discomfort; she's enjoying her meal.

She noticed that Lu Ting's expression was slightly off, so she leaned over and touched his cheek.

"Is your stomach upset again?"

Lu Ting immediately took her hand. "It's alright."

"Get in the car, let's go home."

After he finished speaking, he first helped Jiang Mian sit down, and then adjusted the back of the seat back a little.

After trying it twice to make sure Jiang Mian was comfortable, he closed the car door.

The Land Rover started, its engine producing a deep, resonant sound.

I have to say, this car is definitely better than my old Jeep.

The car left the city and soon got onto the national highway.

The comfort of the luxury SUV quickly became apparent.

Even on the worst road conditions, the car body only experiences slight undulations.

With his eyes fixed ahead, Lu Ting could anticipate and avoid any potholes or slippery stones on the road.

The whole process was very smooth.

Jiang Mian leaned back in her chair, ate two preserved plums, and fell asleep without realizing it.

She slept soundly.

When I woke up again, the silver-gray Range Rover had already passed the county town boundary marker.

A military green jeep was parked at the fork in the dirt road ahead.

Xiao Qin leaned against the car, checking his watch while standing on tiptoe to peer into the intersection.

When Xiao Qin saw this behemoth, which was ten times more imposing than a Jeep, drive up, he was first taken aback, then narrowed his eyes.

After seeing Lu Ting sitting in the driver's seat, he quickly jumped into the jeep and led the way.

This section of road has been paved with newly completed cement.

The road surface is smooth, and you can't even feel the slightest bump when driving on it.

Jiang Mian yawned and rubbed her eyes.

The car window was open about two fingers' width.

The wind carried the scents of grass and earth, as well as the aroma of smoke from a distant wood-fired stove.

This is the taste of home.

Lu Ting immediately slowed the car down a little. "Awake?"

Jiang Mian took out a preserved plum and popped it into her mouth, causing her cheeks to puff out slightly.

"Where are we?"

"We're almost in the village."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car rounded the last bend.

At the entrance of Hongxing Brigade Village, there was a huge crowd of people.

There was no gonging or drumming, and no one was holding up red banners; everyone just waited spontaneously by the roadside.

The elderly, children, men returning from work, and women wearing aprons all craned their necks to look this way.

Some people were still holding vegetables that hadn't been properly sorted.

Some people had mud on their trouser legs.

Several children were also clinging to the tree trunk, peering forward.

Zhao Jianguo stood at the front, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit.

He had a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, but when he saw the car arrive, he immediately put it away.

He felt helpless.

Knowing that Jiang Mian disliked ostentation, they deliberately didn't arrange a welcoming ceremony.

From factory salaries to fishpond dividends, from chili sauce orders to Dongfang Huashang distribution, almost every household in the Hongxing Brigade made money.

As soon as the news of Jiang Mian's return to the village spread, the entire village forgot about lunch and rushed to the village entrance to wait for her.

As the Party Secretary, he couldn't stop it at all.

The Land Rover slowly came to a stop.

The villagers, seeing the impressive-looking vehicle, all stepped back in unison.

Sun Dahai's eyes widened.

"Wow, this car looks even more luxurious than the county government's jeep!"

Lu Ting turned off the engine and got out of the car.

A mixture of smells from outside immediately hit me: the smell of dry tobacco, the smell of sweat, and the smell of a few lumps of cow dung.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice as he forcefully suppressed the acid churning in his stomach and quickly walked to the passenger side to open the car door.

"Everyone step back a little, leave a way out." Lu Ting's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Sun Dahai quickly turned around and started making arrangements, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Did you hear me? Everyone move to the side! Don't crowd each other!"

The crowd immediately dispersed to both sides, creating a three-meter-wide path in the middle.

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li stood at the front row, carrying willow baskets, their faces crinkled with smiles.

Just as the two were about to help Jiang Mian up, Lu Ting was already blocking the car door.

He looked at the two aunts and softened his tone.

"Auntie, you don't need to, I can do it myself."

Aunt Zhang slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Oh dear, look how nervous Ting-ge'er is!"

Aunt Li grinned and said, "Alright, alright, you help your wife, we won't take her."

Jiang Mian got off the bus wearing soft-soled cloth shoes.

As soon as she stood firm, the surroundings immediately became lively.

"Jiang Yatou is back!"

"Lucky Star is back!"

"The Goddess of Wealth is back!"

Several children joined in the shouting, their childish voices making the adults laugh until they bent over.

Jiang Mian raised her hand and waved, "Has everyone eaten?"

"Those who haven't eaten, hurry back and eat. Don't stand here in the sun."

Aunt Zhang immediately chimed in, "Hey, just looking at you is more invigorating than eating meat!"

Jiang Mian was amused by these words.

Zhao Jianguo then stepped forward.

He glanced at Lu Ting, then at Jiang Mian, his smile particularly hearty.

"Xiao Jiang, you did a great job on this trip to Hong Kong."

"The province issued a document specifically praising Tomato County for its outstanding performance in foreign trade and foreign exchange earnings."

He raised his hand and pointed to the newly paved cement road in the village.

"The commissioner also called specifically to ask the county to fully cooperate with the production of Zhizhen Yupin."

Jiang Mian smoothed her hair and replied with a smile.

"Of course I trust Uncle Zhao to handle things."

Zhao Jianguo laughed heartily, and while looking at the car, he took half a step forward.

The sound was so low that only a few of them could hear it.