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Chapter 8

Transmigration into a 1970s Novel: The Villain’s Lucky Wife Is a Little Sweet

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Ning Hong complained, “Mom, Ning You is bullying me, and even you are bullying me.”

She moved her hand away, revealing the wound on her neck.

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He Meili glanced at the small scabbed-over cut. Her brows furrowed tightly.

So Ning Hong had been screaming over something this minor?

“…Murder requires paying with one’s life. Ning You doesn’t have the guts for that.” She offered a perfunctory comfort.

Then she added, “It’s late. Go rest. Your dad is in a bad mood—be quiet for a while.”

“Achoo!”

Ning Hong, still soaked in dirty water and not having changed clothes, caught a chill and sneezed hard.

“I want to rest too, but where am I supposed to sleep? Ning You took over all the rooms!” she said angrily.

It was a completely rhetorical question.

The house only had a few rooms.

Aside from the storage room Ning You had been living in before, where else could she sleep?

He Meili couldn’t possibly make a fuss over this and upset Ning Zhongyi.

“Sleep in Ning You’s room first…”

“What?” Ning Hong trembled in anger. “I refuse to sleep in the storage room!”

That room was dark, tiny, and completely unventilated.

Even as a storage room it was undesirable—she would never sleep there.

Seeing her lack of understanding, He Meili’s expression darkened.

“Ning Hong!” Her tone turned cold and warning. “Be sensible. You may have changed your surname, but you still haven’t firmly established yourself in this house!”

Ning Hong froze under her mother’s cold gaze.

After a silent struggle for half a minute, she finally said through gritted teeth:

“…I’ll sleep there.”

Her face was full of humiliation.

Seeing this, He Meili softened again.

She lowered her voice slightly, giving her daughter a hint.

“Just bear with it for now. That little bitch won’t stay in this house for long. When she’s gone, won’t this room still be yours? Don’t throw tantrums—endure for a while…”

The one who laughs last is the real winner.

A trace of malice flashed across He Meili’s face, completely unhidden.

Ning Hong immediately understood her mother had a plan. Her eyes lit up.

“Mom, hurry up then,” she urged. “I’ll stay in the storage room for now. Just don’t make me wait too long.”

He Meili only wanted to temporarily calm her down and nodded.

“Got it. Go sleep.”

Seeing Ning Hong’s wet clothes, she added, “Change your clothes and wipe yourself down before sleeping.”

Then she left without helping.

Ning Hong didn’t care. Her mind was already filled with Ning You’s future misery, lost in self-satisfaction.

She ran to the storage room, only to find it completely empty—Ning You hadn’t even left her old bedding behind.

“Ning You! I’m irreconcilable with you!”

Inside the room.

In her sleep, Ning You found herself in a misty void.

There, she met a young girl.

The girl looked about twelve or thirteen, with delicate features and pale skin. Her lips were colorless, and she wore a white dress. Her long black hair fell over her shoulders, and she looked timid and pitiful—like a little rabbit spirit.

“Who are you?” Ning You looked around. Everything was foggy and indistinct.

Had she switched worlds again?

“…Sister~ I am Ning You.” The girl smiled shyly.

“!!!” Ning You was startled but quickly reacted. “You’re little Ning You?”

“Yes, it’s me. Big Ning You sister, I’m sorry for bringing you back here without permission…”

Little Ning You lowered her head in embarrassment.

Ning You remained calm.

She had once been a wandering spirit herself, so she wasn’t afraid of ghosts.

But—

“What do you mean you ‘brought me back’? How did you do that?” she asked curiously.

Before the girl could answer, Ning You frowned again.

“What’s with ‘Big Ning You’? That sounds awful. Do I really have that name?”

“No, no! Sister is also called Ning You. I’m Little You, so I called you Big You to tell us apart,” the girl hurried to explain.

“Call me Youyou-jie instead. ‘Big You’ makes me sound way too muscular,” Ning You said.

The girl tilted her head. Muscular? Did she really look that strong?

She deliberately ignored Ning You’s first question. Ning You sensed she had difficulties and didn’t press further.

Instead, she asked another question:

“Why did you come to me? Do you want your body back? How do we do it?”

This body wasn’t hers originally, so she didn’t feel greedy about it.

Standing in the sunlight was indeed addictive—but not enough for her to steal it from a little girl.

Little Ning You quickly shook her hands.

“No, no! I can’t go back anymore, and I don’t want to go back!”

The Ning family had left her deeply terrified. At the mention of returning, her eyes filled with tears. Her peach-blossom eyes became even clearer and more innocent, evoking pity.

Ning You frowned slightly.

“You can’t go back? Then what will you do? Wander around forever?”

Until she lost all memories of being human?

“…I won’t wander. I’m going to find my mom,” the little girl said seriously.

Ning You: “…”

Her expression became complicated, as if looking at a foolish child.

“Do you even know where your mother is?”

Little Ning You hesitated, silent.

She had promised “System System” she couldn’t reveal his existence to anyone.

Ning You understood immediately—another secret she couldn’t speak about.

Alright then.

“So you came to me for something?”

Little Ning You nervously fidgeted with her fingers.

After a long pause, she said guiltily:

“Youyou-jie… I want to ask you for a favor…”

“What favor?” Ning You asked. “I took your body, so I owe you a life. As long as I can do it, I won’t refuse.”

The girl immediately brightened.

“Thank you, Youyou-jie!”

After politely thanking her, she said sadly:

“I have a little brother. He was taken away just a few days after birth. I don’t know if he’s doing well, so… I want to ask you to help me find him and see how he is.”

Feeling her request might be too much, she lowered her head anxiously.

Even though she had asked the “System System” for a treasure for Youyou-jie, she was still worried about being rejected.

What if Youyou-jie thought it was too troublesome?

“You want to entrust your brother to me?” Ning You concluded.

Little Ning You blinked.

Ah? Was that what she meant?

She carefully looked up. Ning You didn’t seem unwilling.

Her heart relaxed.

The girl nodded nervously.

“…Is that okay?”

Ning You nodded calmly.

“Yes.”

“Yay! Thank you, Youyou-jie!” The girl smiled brightly, her pale face suddenly becoming vivid and lively.

【Ding! Time-space transfer activated. Countdown ten seconds. Ten… nine… eight…】

A mechanical voice suddenly rang out.

Little Ning You hurriedly waved.

“Youyou-jie, take care of yourself! I have to go now. Goodbye!”

She smiled again, bright and trusting.

Then she turned and left.

She still had to help “System System” conquer a big villain.

So scary (>﹏<)

But as long as System System was there… she wasn’t afraid of anything.

Full novel: Transmigration into a 1970s Novel: The Villain’s Lucky Wife Is a Little Sweet — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠
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