The 1960s: The Story of a Country Girl's Journey to the City

Ever since she got the laxative, she'd been visiting the Lin family's house every day, but hadn't found an opportunity. She figured she couldn't just wait for them to make a move; she had to take the initiative herself.

Another day without a chance. With nothing to do, Bao Ya and Simao took a few children to burn bird eggs under a big tree by the river at the village entrance.

Today, Simao and Niudan climbed several trees and got more than twenty bird eggs. Baoya and Simao each got three, and the other little ones each got two. On the way, their little brother dug and dug in the grass under the big tree and found a broken earthenware pot. So they changed their roasting to boiling.

Bao Ya washed the jar clean in the river, found some large stones to prop it up, and Simao led a few children to gather some branches. They put water in the jar, put the bird eggs in, lit the branches, and the children gathered around, eagerly waiting for the bird eggs to cook.

These days, people don't have many snacks. Eggs at home are used to exchange for money, and children don't have many opportunities to eat eggs. So climbing trees to steal bird eggs is basically an essential skill for children.

In the days since she transmigrated, she doesn't seem to have eaten any eggs. She didn't like them in her previous life, and she hasn't seen them or remembered them in this life.

I remember reading those period novels from back in the day, where someone could write several stories about just one egg. I was so envious!

When it was almost done cooking, Bao Ya pulled out the branches at the bottom, turned off the fire, and used two small stones to wedge the left and right sides of the pot, then lifted the pot off the ground and placed it upside down to let the hot water flow out.

Si Mao then placed a few leaves as a base and put the jar into the river water on the bank. This allowed the cold water to enter the jar and cool down the jar and the bird eggs.

The children's eyes followed the jar of bird eggs, and they kept swallowing. They looked quite adorable.

When Simao felt the water was no longer too hot, he took the jar that had been drained. The little ones immediately gathered around it.

"Wash your hands thoroughly before eating!"

Bao Ya looked at their dark little paws and couldn't stand it anymore. If they ate like that, she probably wouldn't be able to eat it because she was disgusted.

The children pulled their outstretched hands back and obediently ran to the river to wash their hands. It seemed Bao Ya was annoyed that they were dirty again.

Since finding food, the children have been quiet and have been busy serving food, just waiting to eat.

After receiving the bird eggs, everyone eagerly peeled off the shells.

"Bao Ya, Bao Ya..."

It sounded like someone was calling her. Bao Ya looked up, then looked down again and continued peeling the egg.

"Bao Ya, over here!"

"It's Auntie Pang." Simao raised his chin, gesturing for Baoya to look behind him.

Aunt Pang called her from the village entrance. Beside Aunt Pang was a tall man wearing a white shirt and green military pants, pushing a bicycle with a net bag hanging on the handlebars.

This man is...

"Sis, your husband is here."

Little Dog Egg shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sis, look, my brother-in-law is here!"

After shouting, he stood up and ran over like a small cannonball.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The bird egg, which she hadn't even swallowed yet, seemed to have wandered into the wrong place, and Bao Ya started coughing uncontrollably.

Simao quickly patted her back.

Two people pushed a cart toward them, while Little Egg chattered away beside them.

She finally stopped coughing and looked at the person who had come in.

"Auntie Fatty..." Uh, what was that guy called again?

Bao Ya was speechless for a moment. She had choked earlier and her face was flushed from coughing, but to others it looked like she was 'shy'.

When Jiang Yuan saw her expression, it was also full of complex emotions, as if it wasn't what the rumors said.

While Jiang Yuan was looking at her, Bao Ya was also secretly observing the newcomer. This was the man who was engaged to the original owner of the body. He was at least 185 cm tall, had short hair, and his white shirt collar was slightly open. The shirt sleeves were rolled up to his arms, revealing his wheat-colored skin.

She has an upright posture, broad shoulders and a wide back, a slim waist and long legs, and her butt must be perky too. Well, you can't see it because of her clothes, but this figure is amazing.

She couldn't help but lick her lips as she thought about it. Ugh, what am I doing? This isn't the time to be thinking about these things.

That person had deep, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. Wow, I never thought I'd be so lucky.

Hmm, he doesn't look like Zhen Guanxi. But is this guy really a pig butcher?

The conditions of the partner that the original owner found for herself were excellent even for a city girl, let alone a village girl like her.

Jiang Yuan is from Kaoshan Village, which is more than ten miles away from Nanshan Brigade. He has two brothers: his eldest brother is in the army and is an officer; his second brother is a driver for the city's transportation team; and his parents are around fifty years old, farm at home, and are in good health.

He is 23 years old and a full-time employee at a meat processing plant. He was adopted by his uncle, who had no children, when he was a child. He owns a house in the city left to him by his uncle.

Such a woman would be highly sought after even in the city, but he took a liking to her at first sight when he came to the village last year to help slaughter the New Year's pig. After that, he asked a matchmaker to propose several times and even offered an exorbitant dowry.

While Bao Ya was sizing him up, Jiang Yuan was also observing her discreetly. Hmm, she was a bit darker than when he last saw her, but her big eyes, which were staring at him, were darting around, making her seem even more lively.

The two of them barely exchanged a few words during their first two meetings, perhaps due to shyness.

"See, I told you she was perfectly fine." Aunt Pang looked at Bao Ya, whose face was flushed, with great satisfaction.

"Baoya, Jiang Yuan heard that you were sick a few days ago, so he came to see you."

"Come see her?" Bao Ya remembered the gossip she'd heard these past few days. They said she jumped into the river because she didn't want to marry a butcher. Some gossipy guys even came to ask her about it. When she heard it, she thought those old women were too idle and ignored them. She never expected it to reach Jiang Yuan's ears. Had these rumors grown wings? Could they even fly into the city?

Jiang Yuan heard about it from his mother when he got home. She said that Bao Ya looked down on him because he was a pig butcher, and would rather jump into the river than marry him. His mother was so angry that she wanted to come and ask him what was going on. If she didn't want to marry him, she shouldn't have tried to commit suicide. What would others think of her son afterward?

After calming his mother down, Jiang Yuan asked Aunt Pang's sister-in-law to come over and ask what had happened. Aunt Pang was their matchmaker and one of the people who pulled Bao Ya out of the river. She told him the whole story. Still not reassured, he chose his day off and came over in person with some gifts.

"Baoya, you should talk to Jiang Yuan about falling into the river yourself. You two chat, I'm going to work now." Aunt Pang said this as she walked towards her workplace, not forgetting to remind Simao as well:

"Si Mao, take your brother and the others back with you."

"Um, you..."

"you……"

Bao Ya thought she couldn't let the conversation fall flat, so she decided to speak up. At that moment, the other person also spoke up.

"Just ask me whatever you want, and I'll tell you everything I know!"