Lunch passed in the middle of arguments, shouting, crying, and complaints.
Liu Dani yelled and screamed, Lin Qiaofeng silently cried, Lin Baoyu refused to let things go, and little Lin Qiang wailed loudly.
All of it was full of the feeling of everyday life.
Surrounded by this lively atmosphere, Lin Qiaoyun returned to her room, lay down on the bed, and within two minutes was sound asleep.
She liked this kind of lively environment.
No lifeless silence like in the apocalypse.
It was full of safety and warmth.
It felt amazing.
After finishing his last bite of food, Lin Youshui grabbed his wife and hurried back to their room.
Seeing that their daughter had already fallen asleep, the couple did not climb onto the bed.
Afraid of waking her, they pulled over a chair and leaned against each other to nap.
As for how the argument outside ended, they did not care.
After all, Wang Chunhua controlled all the grain and flour in the family.
No matter what happened, they would not starve.
After eating and drinking her fill, Lin Qiaoyun slept especially well.
When she woke up, it was already three in the afternoon.
Her father and mother were no longer in the room.
Thinking about how she would be getting her marriage certificate tomorrow, Lin Qiaoyun felt quite excited.
She had just asked Zhao Tiezhu and learned that it was currently July 10, 1955, in Huaguo.
New China had only been established a short time ago.
Only after Zhao Tiezhu left earlier did Lin Qiaoyun realize that she had not only transmigrated—
She had transmigrated into a novel.
It was a period novel she had accidentally read during the apocalypse:
“The Delicate Wife Spoiled by the Rough Man.”
The male cannon fodder in the story was Zhao Tiezhu.
Back then, Lin Qiaoyun had even envied Zhao Tiezhu’s mother because of her extraordinary ability to have children.
In the apocalypse, very few people could still give birth to healthy babies.
Every newborn child represented hope.
Even though people schemed against each other endlessly in the apocalypse, no one targeted pregnant women.
If there were grudges, they waited until after the child was born to settle them.
When she had read the novel, she had noticed her own name appear in it, which made her read a few extra chapters.
She never imagined she would actually transmigrate into the story.
What a depressing situation.
Because she had barely read any of it.
She had no idea what would happen next.
The only thing she knew was that the female lead was a college student, while the male lead was Zhao Tiezhu’s comrade-in-arms.
And Zhao Tiezhu?
He was the perfect comparison character for the male lead—the cannon fodder.
As for how things turned out for him in the end…
Probably.
Maybe.
Most likely not very well.
In the military, Zhao Tiezhu was considered an elite sharpshooter.
But because of the male lead’s existence, he was constantly overshadowed and suppressed, unable to stand out no matter what he did.
Lin Qiaoyun tried hard to recall the plot from the novel.
Unfortunately, she had read too little of it, and too much time had passed.
She could barely remember anything.
Lin Qiaoyun felt deeply annoyed.
How could her man possibly be cannon fodder?
She was already considering whether she should find a chance to quietly get rid of the male lead.
Who did that male lead think he was, trying to mess with her man?
According to the novel, although Zhao Tiezhu was highly skilled professionally, he lacked education and was not very clever when it came to schemes.
He could never outplay the male lead, and many of his achievements ended up being stolen.
Lin Qiaoyun immediately thought about giving Zhao Tiezhu a few drops of the essence liquid from her space.
At the very least, she had to “upgrade” him a little.
She did not know whether the essence liquid could actually make someone smarter.
But it would definitely improve his abilities.
Wasn’t there a saying?
In the face of overwhelming strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers.
While Lin Qiaoyun wracked her brain trying to remember the story, Zhao Tiezhu was at home discussing Lin Qiaoyun’s schooling with his family.
The Zhao family all agreed to let Lin Qiaoyun continue studying.
After all, high school was not something ordinary people could attend.
If Lin Qiaoyun actually managed to get into university, then the Zhao family would truly rise to a new level.
After all, Lin Qiaoyun would be the eldest grandson’s wife—the future mistress of the household.
If the family matriarch was educated, then future generations would surely be educated too.
With the support of his parents and grandparents, Zhao Tiezhu felt relieved and happy.
He happily went off to prepare their wedding room.
He only had one week of leave, so the marriage was being rushed.
Still, he wanted to prepare everything properly.
No matter what, he could not let his wife suffer.
Especially when his wife was so delicate and so young.
That evening, Lin Qiaoyun finally had a proper full meal.
Mainly because she was getting married tomorrow, and the Lin family did not want any more trouble.
They just wanted to send her away peacefully.
After dinner, Lin Qiaoyun went to sleep.
But in the middle of the night, while sleeping soundly, she suddenly woke up.
The moment she opened her eyes, they gleamed green.
This was the exact mental state she entered whenever she was about to go treasure hunting.
She had searched all day but never found her school admission letter.
There was no need to think hard about what had happened.
She already knew.
Nothing annoyed Lin Qiaoyun more than people coveting her belongings.
If these people wanted to make her miserable, then naturally, she would make them miserable too.
With a flick of her hand, a cloud of medicinal powder scattered through the air.
Lin Youshui and Xu Nian’en, who were already sleeping soundly, immediately fell into an even deeper sleep.
Then she slipped outside.
She drugged everyone in the Lin family, making sure they would sleep through even thunder.
Only then did she begin her treasure hunt through the house.
The Lin family had not split into separate households yet.
Everyone’s money had to be handed over.
So Lin Qiaoyun searched through everyone’s rooms.
Very quickly, she found all the secret stashes they had hidden.
Her parents did not even have a single cent.
So why should everyone else have money?
Fairness meant treating everyone equally.
As expected, she found her admission letter in Lin Qiaofeng’s possession.
Seriously—someone who could not even get into high school actually wanted to steal someone else’s chance to study?
Lin Qiaoyun was so angry her teeth itched.
With a flick of her hand, she sprinkled a little medicinal powder onto Lin Qiaofeng’s face.
A woman cared most about her appearance.
Since you have no shame, then from now on, don’t bother having a face at all.
All of Lin Qiaoyun’s powders were homemade.
In the apocalypse, survival meant learning everything.
To live longer than others, she had mastered all kinds of skills.
Sleeping powder.
Itching powder.
Disfigurement powder.
Aphrodisiac powder.
Even corpse-dissolving powder.
She had everything imaginable.
If you could think of it, she could probably make it.
After dealing with Lin Qiaofeng, Lin Qiaoyun moved on to Old Master Lin’s room.
Since she had already “taken care” of everyone else, she could not ignore the head of the family.
She would not touch the money or goods kept out in the open.
That would only cause trouble.
But hidden private savings?
She had no intention of being polite.
Surely the old man had some secret stash too.
After searching around the room, she really did uncover quite a pile of things.
There was money hidden inside socks.
Not much.
Just a few dozen yuan.
But aside from that, she found items that definitely should not have been there.
The Lin family actually had gold bars and jewelry.
How exciting.
This was truly a great haul.
Even though her space already contained everything she could ever need, the joy of finding treasure was something Lin Qiaoyun loved most.
Completely satisfied, she returned to her room, hugged her sweet-smelling mother, and happily went back to sleep.
She had to wake up early tomorrow to register her marriage.
She could not afford to be tired.