Chapter 1 The best sister-in-law in the 1980s (1)

 Xu Yin slowly opened her eyes.

What I saw was an old-fashioned cotton gauze mosquito net with patches and yellow spots.

Through the tent roof, which is a roof made of rafters and columns, you can even see the mottled light and shadow of the sun shining through the cracks in the tiles.

 Looking back at the memories of her original body that had been fused during the coma, she pressed her sore scalp, feeling a little happy and a little depressed.

 She knew she was wearing it again.

 After all, it’s the first time it’s new and the second time it’s familiar.

 She was transported through time by an assisted living system.

It was originally an inconspicuous black jade pendant, which was left to her by name when her grandmother was dying.

 Having worn it for many years, I haven’t found anything special about it.

　　Until my second year of graduate school, I went to the top of the mountain with my roommate to watch the Leonid meteor shower. When I came back, I was caught in the rain and had a fever. The fever subsided two days later, but the black jade pendant disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, there is an inexplicable living assistance system in the back of my mind that claims to be from an advanced civilization.

 Just before I could figure it out, I was unfortunately brought into the world of thousands of novels by the system.

　　He was still wearing the same terrible character design that she had complained about before - the ultimate cannon fodder.

 Before this time, she had traveled through two small worlds one after another.

 The first small world was the troubled times of the Republic of China.

 She was confused at the time, thinking about how to leave the world of the novel and go home. As a result, she failed to keep up with the rhythm of the tasks released by the convulsion system, and was confused and was cannon fodder just like the plot in the book.

　Died miserably.

The pain and despair before death seemed to be engraved into my bones. Thinking back to this day, I still feel cold all over and can't help but shiver.

In her second life, she transformed into a peasant girl from the ancient era of fleeing famine.

With the experience of the previous time travel, and the gradual understanding of the system rules that were troubling at that time, I decisively avoided the male and female protagonists in the book, and I managed to survive.

 Relying on his original farming experience and the advanced farming technology exchanged with the system, he lived a relatively comfortable old age.

On the way to escape from the famine, I walked barefoot through a section of snow, which caused serious physical damage and even suffered from uterine cold.

 After being maliciously spread by malicious people, no one dared to come to propose marriage, and she was happy to be alone and at ease.

 If you don’t have a family, you will naturally have no children.

 When she realized that the end was coming, she simply changed hands of her farmland, orchards and workshops.

 Half is donated to Yishantang, which is similar to an orphanage;

 Half of it is exchanged for supplies and stored in the system warehouse.

 This is the third novel world she has entered.

 To this day, she doesn’t know why she wears it or when she got it.

Should I go back to reunite with my family after traveling through a few novel worlds like a adventure game, or should I stay here forever, going through this and that.

 No one told her.

The life assistance system that sometimes gets disconnected only knows how to mechanically issue tasks and distribute rewards.

 If she had the opportunity to rate this broken system in the future, she would like to give it a negative review.

 Fortunately, this time is finally not the environment of the Republic of China where wars and warlords were raging, nor is it the ancient chaotic times where natural disasters were constant and the people were in dire straits.

This time I am wearing a chronograph.

Although it is far from the era she once lived in, she finally doesn’t have to flee.

 What’s depressing is that her identity is still that of the best cannon fodder that everyone in the comment section shouts about and everyone in the article despises—the heroine’s sister-in-law.

 This novel is called "The Little Stepmother of the Eighties", and the heroine is Zhu Yunjing.

After graduating from high school, she was expected to be admitted to college, but her brother broke his hand due to a work-related injury. Her parents, who favored sons over daughters, married her into the Xu family and became the stepwife of Xu Zhinian, the eldest son of Xu, who had died of his first wife, in exchange for a gift of 500 yuan. , married a satisfactory wife to his disabled son.

After Zhu Yunjing married into the Xu family, she first had a falling out with her parents-in-law, who doted on their daughter to the point of no principle, and kept all the wages and allowances that Xu Zhinian sent home in her hands.

　　Then she sent her best sister-in-law, who had a grudge against her, to a labor camp, and then took her two young stepsons to the city where her husband worked.

The heroine, who has a tough personality and good looks, has lived a prosperous life after leaving the old Xu family. Xu Zhinian’s valiant character not only deeply attracted him, but also made him change his attitude towards his family.

No matter how the second elder wrote to him asking for help (such as hoping that he could go to the labor camp to establish relationships and let his sister come out early, etc.), he ignored them.

On the contrary, he felt that the two elders couldn't handle things well. Apart from sending a small amount of alimony to their families every year, they almost never returned to their hometown.

The best sister-in-law was sent to a labor camp by her sister-in-law. After ten years of labor camp, she was released from prison. When she saw her parents, who were white-haired and stooped and miserable in their old age, she aggressively went to her brother's workplace and wanted her brother to divorce her sister-in-law.

 At that time, Xu Zhinian was already the backbone of the unit, and Zhu Yunjing had also been in charge of the art troupe for many years. How could the couple allow her to mess around.

One was a good person and the other was a bad person, making the entire staff compound aware of the wrong things she had committed.

Even after ten years of labor reform, my sister-in-law is still a young girl in her mid-twenties. She can't stand being looked at with super disgusting eyes by a bunch of aunts.

Throwing the bowl in his hand, he screamed and cursed and rushed towards the heroine.

 The heroine resists.

During the fight, a piece of broken porcelain on the ground got into my sister-in-law's neck, causing the carotid artery to rupture. She died before she could be rescued.

　　　…”

Xu Yin shivered when the plot was reviewed to this point.

She is now the best sister-in-law.

Ten years of hard labor plus death in vain, how can it be such a tragedy!

 Fortunately, the timing of time travel is pretty good—it’s still a little far away from the start of the main plot.

 At this moment, Brother Cheap’s first wife is still alive.

As long as her sister-in-law lives in peace and contentment, the former sister-in-law will not be tortured to death.

 As long as the sister-in-law dies, the heroine will not be able to marry the cheaper brother, and the following problems will not happen.

After thinking about this, Xu Yin held her dizzy head and prepared to sit up from the bed.

At this time, a string of curses came from the diamond-lattice wooden window:

 “You black-hearted lazy woman, your sister-in-law is still lying in bed unconscious, and you actually want to eat wild vegetable dumplings secretly?”

“No, mother, this is for Doudou to eat. He had mouth sores. The blind old woman in the village said that digging some dandelions and boiling them would cure them, so I dug some and brought them back..."

　　"I believe you, you big-headed devil! Whatever disease a child may have, it's all because of his playfulness. Come here and die! Chop all this pile of firewood, and you won't be allowed to eat until you finish chopping it!"

 “I’ll go right away.” Sister-in-law Xu responded in a low voice.

 Throwing the wild vegetable dumplings into the arms of the bewildered son, he hurried to the backyard to chop firewood.

Xu's mother refused to give up, and her scoldings never subsided.

 Xu Yin quickly got up from the bed.

 She doesn’t intend to be a demon, but she can’t prevent the cheap mother from doing so.

What if the sister-in-law died and the plot returned to its original position, where would she go to cry?

 Besides, this sister-in-law is really not like the "lazy and cunning" that the cheap mother said.

Not only is he not lazy, he is also very diligent.

I got up before dawn, put a big pot on the stove to cook porridge, and turned on the coal stove to boil water. After I finished feeding the chickens and cleaning the chicken coop, I went to the river to wash the clothes of the whole family and dried them on the clothesline. Go to the foot of the mountain to pick dandelions.

 The two elders can drink freshly boiled water and hot porridge when they get up, so where can the daughter-in-law go to find it?

As for greed, treachery, and cunning, they are even more nonsense.

Her mother pointed at people early in the morning and scolded them, and sent people to chop wood without breakfast.

That pile of firewood was distributed from the village when the villagers came to the households.

 The piles were piled as high as the top of the wall.

Many of them are still solid old tree stumps, and a young man like Brother Cheap could not finish them in two or three hours, let alone a frail woman.

Xu Yin put on a perfectly pressed floral shirt in front of the full-length mirror.

Needless to say, my sister-in-law also prepared this.

There is also an enamel cup full of brown sugar water on the bedside table. My sister-in-law must have boiled the first pot of water to brew it in the morning, and it is still warm.

Although the things are small, one by one, one by one, they accumulate too much. Even if you have a hard-hearted heart, how can your heart not be ironed out?

Even if it wasn't to survive, she didn't want to lose such an eldest sister-in-law.

Hi ~ Happy New Year everyone! I have opened a new book again, I hope you guys like it~(づ￣3￣)づ

　　

 (End of this chapter)