Li Cuihua frowned deeply. Glancing at her husband as he walked away, she hurriedly grabbed her daughter and asked, “Qianqian, tell Mom the truth. Are you secretly plotting something again?”
“Oh, Mom, I really do want to date Fu Nanxun.”
Nan Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
“Have you forgotten how you got that injury on your head?”
“It’s precisely because I injured my head that I’ve finally come to my senses. What’s so good about Chen Feng? He has nothing going for him.
“All he does every day is trick the girls in the village into working for him and stealing food from their families to give him.
“He can’t even compare to a single finger of my older brothers. What’s the point of having a man like that?” Nan Qianqian said with a perfectly serious expression, making her argument sound entirely convincing.
Seeing how earnest her daughter looked, Li Cuihua finally began to believe her, albeit with some lingering doubts.
“Ah, all right then. Mom will listen to you. As long as you don’t do anything foolish again, Mom will agree to whatever you want, okay?”
This daughter was her very life. As long as she was happy, Li Cuihua would indulge her in anything.
“Huh?”
That was it? Wasn’t this mother a little too… easy to persuade?!
“Mom, how’s my little sister doing?”
Nan Qianqian blinked. Suddenly, a clear male voice sounded from outside the door.
She turned her gaze toward the doorway and saw a man walking in.
He wore a smile on his face, with two small dimples on his cheeks.
“Second Brother, why are you always making such a racket? Your sister’s head is still hurting, and she hasn’t recovered yet. Do you want your mother to give you a beating?”
Li Cuihua got a headache whenever she saw her second son, who never seemed capable of behaving seriously.
“Mom, don’t be angry. Look, this is some hawthorn cake I brought back from my parents’ home. Hurry and try some with Little Sister.”
Sitting on the bed, Nan Qianqian looked at the man and woman who had entered the room.
This should be the original owner’s second older brother, Nan Jing. He was the very image of a cheerful, sunny young man.
The woman who had just spoken was her second sister-in-law, Zhang Xiao.
Beside the couple stood a quiet, well-behaved little girl. She looked about three or four years old, but her expression was somewhat vacant.
“Look at you. Why did you bring this back? If your eldest brother and sister-in-law see it, won’t they say that your family of three went back to your parents’ home just to take advantage of them? How embarrassing would that be for your parents?”
Li Cuihua frowned as she looked at the hawthorn cake her daughter-in-law had handed her.
“Mom, what are you talking about? What do you mean, taking advantage of them? My mother-in-law insisted on giving us this. My eldest brother-in-law and his wife were there too. You should’ve seen the commotion! It was practically like a fight. Even when we refused, they grabbed hold of us and wouldn’t let us leave.”
Nan Jing spoke proudly. Just thinking about his mother-in-law made him want to laugh.
Perhaps it was just as the saying went: The more a mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she became.
After all, who could blame her when he, Nan Jing, was so handsome, charming, and dashing?
He was the most handsome man in their village. Back in the day, quite a few girls had wanted to marry him.
But he had only ever liked his wife, Xiaoxiao, with her gentle and tender personality.
Seeing the self-satisfied expression on her son’s face, Li Cuihua looked thoroughly disgusted.
“Just because they offered it, you took it? Your skin is thicker than a mud wall.”
After saying this, she turned and walked toward the little girl who had been standing by the doorway since entering.
“Keke, be good. Come with Grandma. Let’s go play with your aunt.”
The little girl still didn’t speak, but when she heard that they were going to play with her aunt, her little eyebrows furrowed.
Carrying her granddaughter, Li Cuihua walked toward Nan Qianqian with the other three.
“Qianqian, this is the hawthorn cake your second sister-in-law brought back. Here, have a taste.”
Li Cuihua carefully picked up a piece and handed it to Nan Qianqian. After seeing her accept it, she took another piece and fed it to little Nan Ke.
“Mmm, it’s delicious.”
Nan Qianqian narrowed her eyes in delight, thinking that food from this era really did have such a pure, authentic taste.
Without any additives, it practically melted in her mouth, sweet and delicious.
“Thank you, Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law.”
As soon as Nan Qianqian finished speaking, the room fell completely silent.
No one said a word.
“What’s wrong with all of you?”
Nan Qianqian looked utterly confused.
Why had everyone suddenly gone quiet? Had she said something wrong?
“Little Sister, are you sure your head’s all right? Don’t scare your second brother like this.”
Nan Jing looked at her in disbelief.
Something was definitely wrong with his little sister today.
Ever since he walked through the door, she hadn’t behaved like her usual self.
Normally, whenever she saw him, she never gave him a pleasant look. Even his wife had suffered some grievances because of her.
But she was the only youngest daughter in their family, and everyone spoiled her beyond reason.
Forget about her hitting or scolding him. Even if she climbed onto his head and took a dump, he would willingly put up with it.
Yet today, not only had she refrained from yelling and screaming at him and his wife, but she had even behaved like a docile little kitten, smiling sweetly as she thanked them.
He was shocked.
This made absolutely no sense!
Could something have possessed this girl?
“Nan Jing, do you want your mother to beat you? Your sister is perfectly normal! That’s what you get for spouting nonsense all day long. Our Qianqian is doing just fine!”
Before Nan Jing could figure things out, his mother gave him a hard smack on the head.
Smack!
The sound was so loud that even Nan Qianqian felt her own head ache a little.
“Mom, don’t hit Second Brother. He’s just worried about me. It’s fine.”
Nan Qianqian knew that her sudden change would leave them astonished.
However, she simply couldn’t bring herself to treat her family the way the original owner had.
She could only let them gradually grow accustomed to her changes.
Besides, she wasn’t afraid of them suspecting anything.
Apart from the soul inside, she was now the genuine Nan Qianqian in every respect.
“Little Sister, are you really my little sister?”
“Ah Jing, have you lost your senses? If she isn’t our little sister, then who else could she be?”
Seeing her husband acting like a complete fool, Zhang Xiao couldn’t help finding it amusing.
This was clearly her younger sister-in-law!
Her eyes and eyebrows were the same, her figure was the same, and even her voice was identical.
Just what did he think was different about her?
Although she really was acting a little strangely today.
No, she was acting very strangely.
Perhaps something had happened today that made her happy. Who could say?
When someone was in a good mood, it was only natural for them to become more pleasant and amiable.
Nan Qianqian’s expression suddenly darkened. She glared at Nan Jing and said, “Second Brother, do you want me to scold you a few times or punch you a few times? Just say the word. I’ll definitely fulfill your request.”
She couldn’t help wondering whether Nan Jing was some kind of masochist!
Or perhaps he had simply grown so accustomed to being beaten and scolded by the original owner that he found it strange when she treated him gently.
“That’s right! That expression! Now that’s my little sister! If you don’t scold me or hit me a couple of times every day, I actually feel uncomfortable.”
Looking at Nan Jing’s foolish expression, as though he were afraid others wouldn’t realize how stupid he was…
Nan Qianqian: “…”
She was utterly speechless.
“Then you’d better get used to it from now on. Not only will I stop hitting you, but I won’t scold you anymore either. I’ll even treat all of you well.”
“Huh?!”
Nan Jing’s mouth fell open in a perfect O.
His little sister had just said she would treat them well from now on.
This…
Nan Qianqian looked at Nan Jing as though she were looking at an idiot. She couldn’t help rolling her eyes, though her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
She really didn’t know whether to say that the original owner had been blessed with good fortune or had been terribly unfortunate.
Everyone in this family treated her so well. Why had she insisted on courting disaster every single day?
“All right, let’s all go out and let Qianqian rest for a while.
“Second Daughter-in-law, let’s go prepare dinner. Your father and older brothers should be coming home soon.”
“All right, Mom.”
Zhang Xiao replied with a gentle smile.
“Little Sister, get some more sleep. If you need anything, just call Second Brother. Your second brother can solve anything for you.”
Seeing Nan Jing smiling brightly at her, Nan Qianqian replied, “All right. If anything comes up, I’ll come find you. Now hurry along, and close the door behind you.”
Nan Qianqian nodded and ushered him out.
Seeing Nan Jing looking back at her every few steps, Nan Qianqian felt an urge to hit someone.
Only when the door finally closed did she let out a long sigh of relief.
She thought to herself that Nan Jing must be an overly doting brother who was completely obsessed with his little sister!
When the room finally returned to silence, Nan Qianqian couldn’t help reflecting on the fact that she really had transmigrated into a novel.
Although she was merely a cannon fodder supporting female character, she, Nan Qianqian, was determined to defy the heavens and change her fate.
Since she had come here, she would take control of her own destiny.
As she continued thinking, Nan Qianqian suddenly furrowed her delicate eyebrows.
Speaking of which, didn’t everyone else who transmigrated into novels get some kind of golden finger or special advantage?
Why on earth didn’t she have one?
She had transmigrated into the 1970s, an era when everything was difficult to obtain!
Although this family’s living conditions were considerably better than those of most villagers, she didn’t have any savings of her own!
Thinking about the more than one hundred thousand yuan she had painstakingly saved in her bank account, Nan Qianqian felt so heartbroken she could die.
If she had known this would happen, she would have spent every last cent!
That would have been better than being unable to use a single cent of it now.
Looking around the sparsely furnished room, Nan Qianqian silently encouraged herself.
She absolutely had to earn money.
Living with pockets emptier than her freshly washed face was simply not something a modern person like her could endure.
Having made up her mind, drowsiness gradually washed over her.
Before long, Nan Qianqian drifted off to sleep.