“Mom, what was Brother Zhou Ye thinking? He refused to marry Shen Xiaofang, who can work hard, endure hardships, and bear sons.
Instead, he married a female educated youth from the city. What kind of newlywed sleeps in until seven or eight in the morning?”
“What bad intentions could your brother have? He just came home once and got tricked by a city fox spirit.”
Bang! Bang!
The pounding on the door was so violent that even the eaves seemed to shake.
Dust rained down from above.
“Su Xiaoqi! What time is it already? Aren’t you getting up yet? What kind of new wife is as lazy as you?” the old woman’s shrill voice thundered.
“Since you’ve married into the Zhou family, you’ll do as I say. Drop those city habits of yours.”
“Get up and start working!”
“If you don’t get up now, I’ll beat you to death!”
Old Madam Zhou continued cursing as she walked away. Before long, the yard erupted into chaos with chickens squawking and dogs barking.
Something slammed against the wall beneath the window.
…
Inside the room, Su Xiaoqi listened to the commotion outside for a long time before finally coming back to her senses.
Everyone…
Lately, the internet had been flooded with people imitating a viral trend.
She didn’t just join in—she took it even further. At a coworker’s suggestion, she filmed a video. Unfortunately, she couldn’t stop laughing during the recording.
She laughed so hard she couldn’t breathe.
The next thing she knew, her eyes rolled back…
…and she had arrived in the year 1972, where there was nothing.
Damn it.
So many people followed the trend.
Why was she the only one who transmigrated?
Ding! “Hello, Host. I am Sang Biao, the combined Robbery Edition Free Shopping System and One-Cent Flash Sale System. Would you like to choose Free Shopping or today’s One-Cent Flash Sale?”
People always said every transmigrator came with a cheat ability.
This cheat…
…was hard to describe.
Su Xiaoqi rolled her eyes.
“You’re Sang Biao? Then I’m Handsome Kun.”
Inside her consciousness appeared an enormous warehouse.
It was completely empty—not even a single mouse dropping could be found.
In one corner stood a room painted an eye-searing Barbie pink.
Sang Biao certainly had bizarre taste.
Everything inside the room was pink.
A giant screen displayed two options:
Robbery Edition Free Shopping
One-Cent Flash Sale
Su Xiaoqi selected Free Shopping.
A message immediately appeared:
You’re unbelievably poor. Your points balance is insufficient. Please face reality and earn more points.
Su Xiaoqi cursed that damned Sang Biao.
Then she pressed One-Cent Flash Sale.
Today’s offers:
200 catties of flour for one cent.
20 catties of peach pastries for one cent.
She inserted a dime and decisively chose the twenty catties of peach pastries.
The daily one-cent flash sale ended.
She still had nine cents left.
Taking out two peach pastries, she filled her empty stomach first.
The original owner’s body was pitifully thin.
After eating the two pastries, she finally felt alive again.
She searched through the original owner’s memories.
It was almost identical to the novel she had stayed up reading the previous night:
Lucky Koi Little Wife of the Seventies.
She had been furious while reading it.
Why?
Because the cannon-fodder supporting female character who constantly caused trouble happened to share her exact name.
Su Xiaoqi.
As the sister-in-law of the heroine, Wen Anning, Su Xiaoqi had turned the Xu family upside down from the very day she married in.
On her wedding day, Zhou Ye received an assignment and left home.
More than two months had passed, and he still hadn’t returned.
The original owner was greedy, lazy, and vain.
Every day she either argued with the family or wrote letters to Zhou Ye in the army, demanding money for food, clothes, and other luxuries.
When Zhou Ye was injured and forced to retire from the military, she abused him relentlessly.
She stood in stark contrast to the universally beloved Wen Anning.
She wanted money, not a disabled husband.
Relying on her beauty, she secretly got involved with a village butcher.
After being discovered, she was publicly shamed as an adulteress and paraded through the streets.
She was then sent to a labor camp in the northwest.
There…
She died.
She had been a beautiful, educated urban youth.
Less than a month after being sent to the countryside, she married Zhou Ye.
By all logic, she should have lived without worries.
Yet her ending could only be described as tragic.
Su Xiaoqi finally snapped back to reality.
She had become…
…the ultimate cannon-fodder villain.
After Zhou Ye’s father died, his mother, Yang Huaihua, remarried in order to raise her children and escape the Zhou family’s bullying.
She brought along her eldest son Zhou Ye, second son Zhou Zheng, and daughter Zhou Cao to the Xu Village Production Team.
She married Xu Youtian, a widower.
Xu Youtian originally had six children.
After his wife died, he failed to care for them properly, and two sons passed away young.
He still had three sons and one daughter remaining.
His eldest daughter had already married into the mountains.
Feeling that a household couldn’t function without a woman, he married Yang Huaihua.
More than ten years later, they had another daughter together named Xu Meizhen.
The novel’s heroine, Wen Anning, was the wife of Xu Yong’an, Xu family’s third son.
At present, however, they had not yet married.
Xu Yong’an was originally supposed to marry first.
But then Su Xiaoqi accidentally fell into the river and happened to be rescued by the passing Zhou Ye.
She seized the opportunity and insisted he take responsibility.
She had assumed marrying a country man would let her live comfortably.
Instead…
The Xu household was a complete mess.
On their wedding night, Zhou Ye left on another mission and hadn’t returned since.
Su Xiaoqi had fought countless battles with the eldest daughter-in-law Yang Xiaolin and the second daughter-in-law Hong Shanpang.
She lost every single time.
Last night, the two sisters-in-law joined forces and beat her up again.
Unable to swallow her anger, the original owner literally died from rage.
That allowed Su Xiaoqi—who had died laughing—to take over her body.
Fortunately…
Su Xiaoqi had been an expert at standing up to workplace bullies in her previous life.
Now that she was here…
No one was going to bully her anymore.
She sorted through the original owner’s belongings.
She had demanded an outrageous bride price of 380 yuan from Zhou Ye.
Every cent was locked inside a camphorwood chest.
There was also more than one hundred yuan she had brought from the city.
One tin of malted milk.
Half a jin of brown sugar.
A bar of scented soap.
A jar of cold cream.
And a clean towel.
Just to be safe…
Su Xiaoqi transferred all the money into her storage space.
She left only the letters, food, and toiletries inside the chest.
“Mom, breakfast is ready. Should we still call Sister-in-law to eat?” Zhou Cao glanced nervously toward the room.
She was honestly afraid poor Su Xiaoqi might get beaten to death.
Yang Xiaolin shot her a glare.
“What are you sticking your nose into?”
“Someone who doesn’t work doesn’t deserve breakfast.”
Yang Huaihua barked loudly,
“Don’t call her! I’d like to see how long she can hold out! If she’s got the guts, let her starve to death in there! I’ll even buy her a cheap coffin and bury her!”
Originally, Yang Huaihua had everything planned out.
She had set her sights on Shen Xiaofang, the only daughter of Widow Shen near the village entrance.
The girl had healthy dark skin, wide hips, and a sturdy build.
She could outwork two people by herself.
Widow Shen also owned three houses.
If Zhou Ye married Shen Xiaofang, wouldn’t those houses eventually fall under Yang Huaihua’s control?
Their family didn’t ask for much bride price and offered a generous dowry.
The leftover money could help Zhou Zheng marry and support the household.
Who would have thought that after tricking Zhou Ye into coming home with a telegram…
…he would rescue Su Xiaoqi from the river on the way?
The two of them emerged soaking wet and embracing.
Rumors quickly spread through the village that Zhou Ye had pressed on her chest and even kissed her mouth while saving her.
Su Xiaoqi clung to him.
She threatened that if he refused to marry her, she would report him for indecent assault.
She even demanded a bride price of 380 yuan.
Yang Huaihua was furious.
She wasn’t made of gold and jade.
Three hundred eighty yuan was enough to marry eight daughters-in-law!
“Eat!” Yang Huaihua ordered as the men returned from work.
Su Xiaoqi found a pair of scissors in the original owner’s chest and quietly stored them inside her space.
The two peach pastries had only taken the edge off her hunger.
She wanted real food.
She pushed open the door.
Hong Shanpang walked in carrying a basin of corn porridge and sneered arrogantly.
“Oh? Su Xiaoqi, you’ve finally decided to come out? Got the guts to keep arguing with us?”
Without even raising her head, Su Xiaoqi shot back,
“What, is your house in Dunhuang? You’ve got way too many murals.”
Hong Shanpang froze for a moment before realizing she had just been insulted.
She slammed the basin of corn porridge onto the table.
“So you enjoyed crying and begging after last night’s beating?”
Hong Shanpang was the most vicious of the bunch.
Whenever she hit women, she deliberately targeted places they couldn’t talk about.
The original owner, a city girl, had no idea such dirty tricks existed.
That’s why she always suffered.
But Su Xiaoqi wasn’t afraid.
If the system was the villain Sang Biao…
Then she was Handsome Kun.
Her style was simple:
Ruthless—and never short of words.
Su Xiaoqi grabbed the enamel mug from the table and splashed its water all over Hong Shanpang.
Hong Shanpang’s eyes turned green with rage.
The only outlet for her miserable life had been beating up Su Xiaoqi.
Seeing Su Xiaoqi strike first, she immediately lunged forward with another dirty move.
The moment Hong Shanpang charged…
Su Xiaoqi executed a grappling move, locking her arm in place.
The scissors instantly appeared against Hong Shanpang’s neck.
With a vicious glare, she hissed,
“Move one more inch, and I’ll show you exactly what it looks like when blood sprays from someone’s neck.”