1972, Songshan Brigade.
“Ah!”
A scream came from Old An’s courtyard. Qin Siyu covered her mouth and ran out of the An family home with tears streaming down her face.
“Young Educated Youth Qin, what happened?”
“Hey, don’t run!”
The neighbors all craned their necks curiously. What on earth had happened at Old An’s house?
With a loud bang, Mother An slammed the gate shut.
“What are you looking at? Go mind your own business!” Mother An shouted angrily at the curious crowd outside.
Good heavens! She had nearly lost her hard-earned reputation.
“Li Guiying, are you feeling guilty? Why are you shutting the gate? Why don’t you let everyone see what kind of shameful thing happened inside?” Liu Xiaocui, who had never gotten along with Mother An, certainly wasn’t going to pass up such a perfect opportunity to watch the spectacle.
“I think you’re asking for a beating!”
Mother An grabbed the large broom that was leaning against the courtyard wall and swung it without hesitation at Liu Xiaocui.
Did Liu Xiaocui really think she was made of clay and wouldn’t fight back? She had no right to laugh at her misfortune!
“Good heavens! Li Guiying, have you gone crazy?!”
Seeing Li Guiying wielding the broom like a warrior, Liu Xiaocui hurriedly ran away.
That fierce woman was actually trying to beat her senseless!
Seeing the merciless look Mother An gave them, the others no longer dared to linger and quickly dispersed.
“Mom… this…”
Several of the daughters-in-law also peered around curiously.
“Get back to your rooms. Nobody is allowed to come out!”
Mother An’s face was dark as she dropped the broom and returned to her room.
The daughters-in-law didn’t dare say another word. They were just as confused about what had happened inside.
All they had seen was Qin Siyu walking into the room with Mother An, arm in arm. Then Qin Siyu had suddenly screamed and run out crying.
The less they knew, the more curious they became. Their hearts were practically itching to find out what had happened.
Women were naturally prone to gossip.
The daughters-in-law all crouched by the windows of their respective rooms, watching the activity in the courtyard, afraid they might miss something.
Inside the room, An Jianjun, who had heard the commotion outside, managed to regain a moment of clarity.
He knew he had done something terrible, but he had truly been holding himself back as much as he possibly could.
The moment this woman barged in, the tightly wound nerves he had been forcing himself to control finally snapped. He pulled her straight into his arms.
Like a starving wolf that had gone days without food and had finally caught the scent of meat, he threw himself at her without restraint.
“It hurts! It hurts so much!”
No way.
She had only worked overtime, and she had actually died suddenly?
She wondered whether that counted as a workplace accident. Would her parents receive compensation?
And what about her mortgage…? She probably wouldn’t have to pay it anymore, right?
Before she could finish celebrating, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
Wait.
Hadn’t she died?
Why did everything still hurt so much?
When An Jianjun heard the person beneath him crying out in pain, he panicked a little. He had no experience with this either. He had simply been acting on instinct, so all he could do was summon a little patience and lower his voice to soothe her…
“Hiss!”
Feng Jiaojiao felt as though she were a tiny boat drifting endlessly across the sea. She wanted to escape, but every time she tried, she was pulled back.
She slowly opened her dazed eyes.
What…?
Who was the man pressing down on her?
Could things get any more ridiculous? Was the underworld really handing out free men now?
Her brain froze for a moment.
Then, all at once, a book flashed through her mind—a novel she had read a long time ago, The Happy Life of a Little Educated Youth in the Seventies.
The story was about the female lead, Qin Siyu, and the male lead, An Jianjun.
The male lead’s mother had called him home to go on a blind date. The woman she had chosen was Wang Xiaofang, the village accountant’s daughter. She had a broad face and wide hips and looked like she would be good at having sons.
But An Jianjun didn’t want the marriage and rejected her.
Wang Xiaofang, however, had fallen completely for him. Seeing that he was about to leave, she found an opportunity to drug him.
It was the kind of aphrodisiac used for breeding livestock.
Fortunately, she knew that too large a dose could cause trouble, so she only put a tiny amount into the water An Jianjun drank. Her plan was simple: once they slept together, they would have no choice but to get married.
But even that tiny amount was more than enough!
After all, livestock aphrodisiacs were many times stronger than those meant for ordinary people.
Yet even after being drugged, the male lead forced himself to push Wang Xiaofang away. He returned home, locked himself in his room, and silently endured the effects on his own.
The female lead, Qin Siyu, had met the male lead once before and had fallen in love with him at first sight.
Knowing that Mother An was currently looking for a wife for her son, she constantly found excuses to ingratiate herself with Mother An.
Since she was a young woman, she couldn’t be too forward, and going alone would make her intentions far too obvious. So she brought along her roommate and best friend, Feng Jiaojiao.
Qin Siyu took Feng Jiaojiao to the An family home. Seeing that no one was in the courtyard, she told Feng Jiaojiao to wait there while she went to meet Mother An and the other members of the An family, who should be returning soon.
As for why she didn’t bring Feng Jiaojiao with her, there were two reasons.
First, Qin Siyu had her own selfish motives. She wanted to win Mother An’s favor, so naturally, she didn’t want to bring someone else along. Wouldn’t that defeat the whole purpose?
Second, Feng Jiaojiao really was too delicate and didn’t want to walk that far, so she decided to sit in the courtyard and wait for them to return.
The moment Qin Siyu left, Feng Jiaojiao heard hoarse moans coming from inside the house.
It was An Jianjun, who was under the influence of the drug.
Curiosity killed the cat.
And the outcome was obvious.
Feng Jiaojiao ended up with An Jianjun.
When Qin Siyu and Mother An returned, they were both shocked. Seeing what had happened, Qin Siyu ran out crying.
Mother An had no choice. What was done was done, so in the end, she could only tell the two of them to hurry up and get married.
Feng Jiaojiao had always been a pampered city girl. She had never done much manual labor and had only come to the countryside in a fit of anger. She had regretted it long ago, but unfortunately, she had never found an opportunity to return to the city.
With her spoiled temperament, how could she possibly get along with the other women in the An family?
They were constantly at odds.
An Jianjun was stationed in the army and was rarely home, which made Feng Jiaojiao feel even more wronged. She believed that everyone in the An family was bullying her, so she caused a scene every few days.
Of course, the female lead was also partly responsible for stirring things up behind the scenes.
Her best friend had stolen the marriage that was supposed to be hers. How could Qin Siyu not be angry?
She desperately wanted the two of them to divorce as soon as possible.
Later, Feng Jiaojiao became pregnant and died during childbirth.
Qin Siyu frequently visited the An family to see her best friend’s child.
After all, the two of them had been such close friends. It was perfectly natural for her to visit.
Before long, Mother An began to consider Qin Siyu as a potential daughter-in-law. An Jianjun needed someone to help care for the child, so he eventually married Qin Siyu.
Unexpectedly, the two of them lived a sweet and happy life after marriage.
Then Qin Siyu accidentally discovered the money hidden among Feng Jiaojiao’s belongings, along with the large amount of dowry her mother had left her.
That money became Qin Siyu’s financial security and the starting capital for her future career. It allowed her to thrive both in married life and after the reforms, leading her to a smooth and prosperous life filled with happiness.
When she had originally read the novel, she had always felt that the supporting female character was pitiful.
And they even shared the same name.
Naturally, she had felt some connection to her.
In her opinion, the female lead had simply stepped on the supporting female character to climb higher.
Without Feng Jiaojiao serving as the contrast—or the financial support provided by her money—Qin Siyu and the male lead’s life would have been an absolute mess. How could they possibly have lived so comfortably?
But now she had actually transmigrated into the very book she had read.
And she had become the supporting female character, Feng Jiaojiao.
Suddenly, she felt even worse.
As she recalled this familiar plot, she finally realized who the man pressing down on her was.
Wasn’t this the very beginning of the novel?
She had just transmigrated into the book, and she had already slept with the male lead.
If she died one more time now, would it still be in time?