MTL - The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm-Chapter 1 80 best sister-in-law ()

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  Chapter 1 Eight Zero Best Sister-in-Law (1)

  Xu Yin slowly opened her eyes.

   The purpose of entry is an old-fashioned cotton mosquito net that is patched and yellowed.

  Through the roof of the tent, it is the roof of the rafter structure, and you can even see the mottled light and shadow of the sun shining in through the cracks in the tiles.

  Reviewing the memory of the original body fused during the coma, she massaged her sore scalp, feeling a little grateful and a little depressed.

  She knew she was wearing it again.

   After all, the first time is raw, and the second time is familiar.

  She was taken across by the assisted living system.

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

  Wearing it on the body for many years did not find anything special.

   Until the second year of research, I went to the top of the mountain to watch the Leonids meteor shower with my roommates. When I came back, I was drenched in rain and had a fever. Two days later, the fever subsided, but the Moyu pendant disappeared without a trace.

  In the back of my mind, there is an inexplicably extra life support system that claims to be from an advanced civilization.

   It's just that I haven't figured out the spirit, but unfortunately, I was brought into the world of thousands of novels by the system.

   What she was wearing was still the bad character set that she had complained about - the best cannon fodder.

  Before this time, she had worn two small worlds in succession.

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

  She was in a daze at the time, thinking about how to leave the novel world and go home, so she didn't keep up with the rhythm of the task release by the convulsion system, and she was as confused as the plot in the book and was cannon fodder.

   Died miserably.

  The pain and despair before death seemed to be carved into his bones. Thinking about it so far, I still feel cold all over and can't help shivering.

   In the second world, she was dressed as a small peasant girl in the ancient famine era.

  Relying on the experience of the previous time travel, and the system rules that were convulsed when he gradually figured out and understood it at that time, he resolutely avoided the hero and heroine in the book, and survived.

   Relying on the farming experience of the original body and the advanced farming technology exchanged with the system, I lived a fairly comfortable old age.

   It's just that on the way to escape famine, I walked barefoot through a section of snow, suffered from serious physical damage, and suffered from palace cold.

  After being maliciously spread by someone with a heart, no one dared to come to propose marriage, and she was happy to be alone.

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

  When she realized that her time was approaching, she simply sold the fertile fields, orchards and workshops.

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

  Half of it was exchanged for materials and stored in the system warehouse.

   This is the third novel world she has worn.

  So far, she doesn't know why she wears it, nor does she know when it's a head.

  Do you go back to reunite with your family after passing through a few novel worlds like breaking through a level, or do you have to stay here forever, and wear this and that after finishing.

  No one told her.

  The life assistance system that sometimes goes offline in a convulsion only knows how to release tasks and rewards mechanically.

  If there is a chance to rate this broken system in the future, she wants to give a bad review.

   Fortunately, this time it is finally not the general environment of the Republic of China, which was full of wars and warlords, nor is it the ancient troubled times where natural disasters continued and the people were in dire straits.

  This time I'm wearing the Ministry Chronicle.

  Although it is far from the era she used to live in, there is no need to flee famine after all.

   What is depressing is that her identity is still the best cannon fodder that everyone shouts and beats in the comment area, and everyone in the article spurns her—the heroine's sister-in-law.

  This novel is called "The Little Stepmother of the 80th Army Sister-in-law", and the heroine is Zhu Yunjing.

After graduating from high school, she was expected to be admitted to university, but because of her brother's work injury, her hand was broken. Her patriarchal parents married her to Xu's family, and made her the stepwife of Xu Zhinian, the eldest son of Xu's deceased original spouse, in exchange for a gift of 500 yuan. , married a satisfied daughter-in-law for his disabled son.

  After Zhu Yunjing married into Xu's family, she tore her face with her in-laws who doted on her daughter to the point of being unprincipled, and took all the wages and allowances that Xu Zhinian sent home.

  Then sent the best sister-in-law who plotted against her with hatred to the labor reform farm, and then took her two little bean ding stepson to join the army.

  The heroine with a tough personality and good looks has a prosperous life after joining the army.

   Not only attracted Xu Zhinian deeply, but also made him change his attitude towards his family.

  No matter how the two elders wrote to ask for help (such as hoping that he could go to the labor camp to make friends, let his sister come out early, etc.), they ignored it.

   On the contrary, it made him feel that the two elders were unclear. Apart from sending a small amount of alimony to his family every year, he almost never went back to his hometown.

  The best sister-in-law who was sent to a reform-through-labor farm by her sister-in-law was released from prison after ten years of labor reform. Seeing her parents with white hair and bowed, desolate old age, they rushed to the army aggressively, wanting her elder brother to divorce her sister-in-law.

  At that time, Xu Zhinian was already a cadre at the regiment level, 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 sang the red face and the other sang the bad face, so that the whole compound knew 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, and she can't stand being stared at by a group of aunts and aunts who are super disgusted.

   When the bowl in his hand fell, he screamed and cursed at the heroine.

  The heroine resisted.

  During the fight, broken porcelain fragments on the ground pierced the sister-in-law's neck, causing the carotid artery to rupture, and she died before the rescue could be carried out.

   "..."

  Reviewing the plot here, Xu Yin shivered.

  She is now the best sister-in-law.

  Ten years of labor reform plus death in vain, what a miserable word!

  Fortunately, the timing of the transmision is still strong—there is still a little distance from the beginning of the main storyline.

  At this moment, Brother Cheap's original partner is still alive.

  As long as her sister-in-law, An An, lives and dies, the original sister-in-law will not be tortured to death.

   If the sister-in-law is not dead, the heroine will not be able to marry the cheap brother, and there will be no such things behind.

  Thinking through this, Xu Yin supported her dizzy head, and was about to sit up from the bed.

  At this time, a series of scolding came from outside the Lingge wooden window:

   "Black-hearted lazy woman, your sister-in-law is still lying on the bed unconscious, and you actually have the mind to steal wild vegetable dumplings?"

   "No mother, this is for Doudou. He has mouth sores. The blind mother-in-law in the village said that digging some dandelions and cooking them can cure them, so I dug some and came back..."

   "I believe you are a big-headed ghost! Any illness a child can have is just playful. You die for me! Chop up this pile of firewood, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish chopping!"

   "I'll go right away." Mrs. Xu replied in a low voice.

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

  Xu's mother was relentless, and the scolding continued.

  Xu Yin quickly got up from the bed.

  She doesn't intend to be a monster, but she can't prevent the cheap mother from being a monster.

  If the sister-in-law dies and the plot returns to its original position, where will she cry!

  Furthermore, this sister-in-law is really not like the "lazy, greedy and cunning" that Cheap Mom scolded.

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

I get up before dawn, cook porridge in a large pot on the stove, heat water on the coal stove, feed the chickens and clean the chicken coop, then go to the river to wash the clothes of the whole family, and hang them on the clothesline when they come back. 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 be found!

   As for greed, treachery, and cunning, it is even more nonsense.

  But her mother pointed and scolded people early in the morning, and asked people to chop firewood without breakfast.

  The pile of firewood was obtained by sweeping the mountains when the village contracted the households.

  The stacks are as high as the wall.

  Many of them are still solid old tree stumps, and young and middle-aged people like Brother Cheap can't finish chopping in two or three hours, let alone weak women.

  Xu Yin faced the dressing mirror and put on the extremely flat-ironed floral shirt.

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

   There is also an enamel cup full of brown sugar water on the bedside table. It should be brewed by the sister-in-law who boiled the first pot of water in the morning, and it is still warm.

  Things are small, but one after another, one after another, they accumulate a lot. If you are hard-hearted, can you not iron your heart?

  Even if it wasn't for the sake of saving her life, she didn't want to lose such a 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)