Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

"Mingzi, you're really strong! I'm very satisfied. Don't worry, once my wish comes true, that piece of land at the east end of my village will definitely be yours!"

"Thank you, sis...?"

Just as Chen Jianming was about to respond, he suddenly realized that something was amiss.

What the hell?

What village's east end land?

Damn it, wasn't it supposed to be 500,000?!

After this woman took advantage of him, does she intend to turn her back on him?

"This..." Feeling like his head was about to break, Chen Jianming turned his head and saw a pale, white figure, but she seemed a little different from the fat, rich woman he remembered.

A slender woman with two shiny braids squatted by the kang (a heated brick bed), her face flushed as if she were slightly tipsy, and was putting a bright red bodice on herself.

"Who the hell is this?" Chen Jianming was a little confused.

Wasn't the woman he just had a candid conversation with, discussing the meaning of life all night long, a wealthy woman in her fifties?

He still remembered that the rich woman had a face full of fat and must have weighed at least 200 pounds!

He called out impatiently, "Little baby," and plopped down on her with a forceful thud.

Then, he lost consciousness.

"Did I get sat on and die?"

Chen Jianming felt his brain was going blank.

The woman in front of me had an oval face and a slightly plump figure, yet she possessed a unique charm.

Even without makeup, her skin is slightly dark, but she looks to be only in her early twenties!

"What? Didn't you get enough of looking? How's my figure?"

The woman put on her bellyband and playfully pushed Chen Jianming.

Her wheat-colored skin exuded a healthy glow, and with beads of sweat still clinging to her face from recent exercise, she looked quite alluring against the backdrop of her bright red bellyband.

Chen Jianming suddenly felt a headache and his face turned pale.

Memories that weren't originally his flooded his mind like a tide, and he curled up, clutching his head in anguish.

"Hey, Mingzi, what's wrong?" The woman nudged Chen Jianming.

"Could it be that I used too much force and injured myself? If it's really broken, I won't admit it!"

Seeing that Chen Jianming didn't react for a long time, the woman panicked instantly, left a sentence, grabbed her clothes and walked out.

She hadn't gone far when she turned back and added, "You should rest for a bit. Eat the bran cakes on the table, and I'll come find you again in a couple of days!"

"What kind of inappropriate language is this..." Chen Jianming complained.

"So you're going to pull up your pants and then deny everything, huh?"

He only recovered from his state of mind after the woman left.

He also figured out the whole story.

He crossed.

It's 1979 now.

The original owner's family had a bad class background and was classified as one of the "Five Black Categories." His parents died, and he was sent down from the provincial capital to a village in the Longdong region.

The plump woman we just saw is named Tian Jiangyue, and she is the daughter-in-law of Wang Mancang, the village's head of the village.

Tian Jiangyue's husband died young; he recently died of tuberculosis.

The Wang family wields considerable influence locally, and Tian Jiangyue fears that if she cannot conceive, she will find it difficult to gain a foothold in the Wang family.

Because of this, she has been exploiting the original owner almost every day recently.

"He's certainly got a lot of luck with women..."

Chen Jianming smiled wryly, remembering a sentence Tian Jiangyue had once said.

"You're so fair-skinned and clean-cut. I won't take advantage of you for nothing. If you help me out, I promise I'll treat you well once I get pregnant."

The original owner was destitute and starving in the village. Only after Tian Jiangyue's persistent pleading did he finally agree to her unreasonable demands time and time again.

Due to prolonged lack of food and malnutrition, his physical condition was extremely poor, and he eventually died during strenuous exercise in Hetian Jiangyun.

"What kind of mess is this..." Chen Jianming rubbed his temples.

In my past life, I was a beast of burden. Because I didn't want to work hard anymore, I started wandering among various rich women. I never expected that I would still be a beast of burden after transmigrating.

"Oh well, what's done is done," Chen Jianming said, calming himself down.

I must have used up too much energy from the exercise just now, because I suddenly feel really hungry.

He looked around and found only a piece of bran cake that Tian Jiangyue had left behind when she left.

The bran cake was only the size of a palm, made from wheat bran, and looked very rough. In the past, Chen Jianming would never have eaten such a thing.

After all, I used to hang out with those rich ladies. Although my body suffered a bit, I used to eat and drink well.

But he couldn't care less about that right now, so he grabbed the bran cake and started taking big bites.

"It's actually quite delicious." Chen Jianming was a little surprised.

Perhaps because he was extremely hungry, he found the bran cakes to be somewhat sweet.

After quickly finishing the task, he licked the crumbs off his hands, still seemingly unsatisfied.

Only then did he begin to look around his home.

The house was made of adobe bricks, with rotten wooden windows that let in drafts. The fertilizer bags pasted on the windows rattled in the wind, and there was even a large hole in the roof.

Besides a kang (a heated brick bed), the only other things in the room were a broken table with missing legs and a few dark, grimy stools.

This environment is amazing!

He didn't even get the 500,000, and he got shoved into this mess! Chen Jianming really wanted to curse.

He had originally planned to find a place to live a good life and start a new life after finishing that job, but in the end, all his efforts were in vain!

A bran cake was no problem at all, and Chen Jianming's stomach soon growled again, but after searching the house thoroughly, he couldn't find anything to eat.

"It's really not easy for the original owner to survive. No wonder he was killed in the movement. Let's have some water to fill our stomachs first."

Chen Jianming smiled wryly and could only scoop a bowl of water from the water tank and gulp it down.

Then, based on his memory, he took stock of his belongings. Besides the dilapidated house, he also found a work ID and a jade pendant in the cracks between the bricks when he was looking for food.

"It's an official document with an official header. It seems the original owner's father held a fairly high position."

Chen Jianming put away his work permit, knowing there was still a good chance he would be exonerated in the future, and it might still be useful.

If I can just get through this year or two, once I return to Yanjing, the government will surely compensate me.

Even if he can't take his father's position, he should at least return his five or six courtyard houses, right?

And then there are our family's factories...

As Chen Jianming thought about it, his mouth started watering.

If that were the case, wouldn't it be easy to achieve one's dreams of financial freedom, having multiple partners, being incredibly wealthy, and being a billionaire...?

"Ahem, we've gone off on a tangent," Chen Jianming wiped his drool.

In short, this is the darkness before dawn. As long as we get through this period, the clouds will part and the blue sky will appear. We will no longer have to rely on selling our bodies to make a living!

So no matter what, I have to survive, even if I have to eat shit!

Now I really need to curry favor with Tian Jiangyue. After all, with my current status, I'm practically hated by everyone, and I still need her to smooth things over and give me a way to make a living.

As he was pondering this, Chen Jianming's eyes suddenly lit up, drawn to an object on his body.

"Hey? This heirloom jade pendant looks pretty good!"

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