Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

The crowing of roosters and the barking of dogs.

In Xiangyang Village, smoke began to rise from the chimneys of every household.

Preparing for the upcoming start of work.

The Su family was also very busy.

"Second brother, you don't do much work, one is enough for you."

Su Qingyun had just taken a couple of sips of corn porridge when she heard her sister-in-law, Ma Jinfeng, speak.

He looked up.

Ma Jinfeng only gave her second brother, Su Qingshui, a small steamed bun.

Su Qingshui's eyebrows immediately furrowed.

He has been wild since he was a child.

As I grew up, I really disliked the life of working in the fields.

When he's at work, he never does his job properly.

The accountant only gave him half a day's work points.

According to the brigade's regulations, male laborers are awarded ten work points per day, while female laborers are awarded eight work points per day.

Su Qingshui, a grown man, earns less than a woman.

Ma Jinfeng was very displeased and decided to withhold half of the dry rations.

"Why should I only get one?"

Two steamed buns weren't enough to fill her up, and now she was only given one. Su Qingyun was furious.

"Jin Feng, one cornbread isn't enough, give your second brother another one."

The eldest brother, Su Qingshan, walked over, his tone pleading, acting like a peacemaker.

"Oh dear, if he doesn't have enough to eat, then who will?"

Ma Jinfeng put her hands on her hips and stared wide-eyed.

Su Qingshan was glared at by her and immediately dared not utter a sound.

Although he felt sorry for his younger brother, he was even more afraid of his wife.

Su Qingshui was furious: "Ma Jinfeng, you'd better explain yourself today!"

"You don't know the value of grain until you're in charge. I'm in charge of distributing the grain now, and since you've done less work, you should get less." Ma Jinfeng didn't back down at all.

"Jin Feng, why don't we give Qing Shui another one?"

"From now on, let him do more work," Liu Guifen said, feeling sorry for her son.

"Mom, do you know how much food we use?"

"If he doesn't work properly, he can only get one!"

Ma Jinfeng tilted her head and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Sigh!" Liu Guifen sighed, there was nothing she could do.

She was gentle by nature and dared not, nor could she, argue with, her daughter-in-law.

"Ma Jinfeng! How dare you talk to my mother like that? Believe me or not, I'll slap you!" Su Qingshui stood up abruptly.

"Oh?"

Ma Jinfeng stiffened her neck and leaned in, "Go ahead and slap me! Go ahead and slap me?"

"Su Qingshan, your brother's about to slap your wife! I can't live like this anymore, I'm going back to my parents' house!"

"Jin Feng, don't be impulsive."

The eldest brother, Su Qingshan, was startled.

He finally managed to marry a wife, so he couldn't let her run away.

"Qingshui, don't scare your sister-in-law."

Su Qingshan pretended to have a fierce expression and shouted.

After saying that, he leaned close to his younger brother and whispered, "I'll share half of my cornbread with you later..."

Su Qingshui looked at her useless older brother and sighed helplessly.

Although the eldest brother was a coward, he had always been very good to his younger brothers since childhood.

He couldn't bear to see his elder brother caught in the middle.

So he grabbed the cornbread and rushed out without looking back.

"Hmph!" Ma Jinfeng gloated, triumphant. "Want to eat without working? Dream on!"

This isn't just about a steamed bun; it represents her authority at home.

When it was Su Qingyun's turn, Ma Jinfeng put on a smiling face.

"Here you go, Qingyun, take two of the big ones!"

She seemed very caring.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Su Qingyun agreed.

He felt no emotion, for he knew perfectly well what was going on.

Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.

"Qingyun, keep eating, your sister-in-law has something to tell you."

Her voice softened slightly, and she moved closer.

"Sister-in-law, please speak frankly."

Ma Jinfeng's eyes darted around, and she lowered her voice.

"It's like this, my younger sister, Yin Feng, is living alone now..."

"I was thinking, you two are a good age match, why don't you pick a good day and meet?"

Su Qingyun almost lost her composure.

Are they a good match in age?

Ma Jinfeng's younger sister, Ma Yinfeng, is three years older than him.

She's even been married!

Because of her fiery personality, her in-laws couldn't stand her.

He'd rather lose the bride price than not divorce her.

Everyone in the surrounding villages knows about this.

No one dared to propose marriage anymore.

The Ma family has been extremely worried about this matter.

Ma Jinfeng then set her sights on Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun knew exactly what Su Qingyun was after.

He is strong and hardworking.

Moreover, he is usually quiet and easy to talk to.

If her younger sister marries into the family, Ma Jinfeng will be even more secure in managing the household.

The Su family's power is definitely in my own hands.

Her wishful thinking was quite shrewd.

"Sister-in-law, you're worrying about me." Su Qingyun said indifferently.

"Of course!" Ma Jinfeng quickly raised her stakes as soon as she heard there was a chance.

"When my sister marries into our family, she will not only not ask for a bride price, but she will also give us her own dowry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the main room was lifted.

His father, Su Guishan, came out with his hands behind his back, clearly having listened inside for quite some time.

"Jin Feng, Old Ma doesn't want a bride price?" Su Guishan exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone excited.

Su Qingyun's heart sank.

Father is tempted.

No wonder.

My second brother and I are both in our early twenties, and we still haven't found wives.

These days, getting married involves dowry, gifts, and all sorts of things – everything costs money.

If the third son's marriage could be arranged without spending a single penny.

All that's left is to find a wife for the second son, and then the mission will be accomplished.

"Qingyun, your father will decide this matter," Su Guishan said, waving his hand.

"That girl is even giving away her dowry; how dignified!"

"Let's pick a date to meet and discuss things. If the conditions are similar, we'll finalize the deal."

Su Qingyun didn't rush to refute. After finishing the porridge in her bowl, she casually said:

"Father, I don't care who I marry, you decide."

Su Guishan was taken aback, not expecting things to go so smoothly.

"But there's something I need to ask you first."

Su Qingyun paused, "I heard from the village that Sister Yinfeng was returned by her in-laws?"

"What's wrong?" Su Guishan paused in his smoking.

"Then tell me," Su Qingyun raised her head, "if I lead her around the village in the future, will people nod in approval of our Su family, or will they gossip and talk behind our backs?"

"Is this a blow to my spine, or to your old face as a father?"

The room fell silent.

Ma Jinfeng's face turned pale instantly. She opened her mouth, but couldn't find the words.

Su Qingyun's words were to be left unsaid; pushing too hard would only make things worse.

Let the old man figure it out for himself, whether this marriage is worthwhile in terms of both substance and appearance.

Su Guishan didn't respond, but tapped his pipe on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his brows furrowed, and remained silent for a long time.

Su Qingyun said no more, put the two cornbread buns into his pocket, and picked up the sickle and carrying pole.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to work."

He stepped out the door; the morning light was just beginning to shine, and a cool breeze made him feel refreshed.

Suddenly, chaos erupted in the house behind me.

"Su Qingyun, you bastard! How dare you spread rumors about my Yin Feng? Who do you think you are!"

Ma Jinfeng howled like a pig being slaughtered.

"Jin Feng, shut up..."

"Su Qingshan! Look at your two younger brothers!"

"Enough!" Su Guishan slammed his pipe down. "All of you, shut up!"

Without turning his head, Su Qingyun strode towards the meadow north of the village.

……

"Help……"

A cool breeze rustled through the grass, and I vaguely heard someone shouting.

Su Qingyun paused for a moment with the sickle in her hand.

He looked up.

It was all overgrown with weeds, which swayed in the wind and disappeared into the distance, with not a soul in sight.

Am I hallucinating?

Gollum—

He patted his stomach helplessly.

"Ah, I really miss the braised pork from the company cafeteria."

Three days ago, he was just a junior electrician at a state-owned enterprise.

He patrols power lines during the day and hides in power lines at night to relax and read novels, living a life where the salary is low but the spirit is rich.

That day, he had just read a story about a protagonist who traveled through time and became rich, and his hand trembled...

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the Great Northern Wilderness in 1978.

He was originally a lowly laborer, so he wasn't afraid of hardship.

While enduring hardship is tough, going hungry is truly agonizing.

That bowl of corn porridge I had this morning was completely digested in less than an hour.

He wasn't going to eat the cornbread in his arms right now; there was still a long day ahead, and if he ate it now, it wouldn't last until evening.

Su Qingyun picked up the kettle and gulped down two mouthfuls of cold water, feeling completely hydrated.

Just then, a mechanical voice rang in my mind:

[Ding, host meets requirements, Miracle Agriculture System has been bound.]

[Do you want to open the new player gift pack?]

Su Qingyun was startled, overjoyed, and almost dropped the kettle in her hand.

system!

The standard equipment for time travelers has finally arrived.

"open!"

[Ding! Rewards received: Portable Space, Super Rice Seeds, Time Bottle.]

Portable space!

Super rice!

The Bottle of Time!

These three words, placed in an era of food and clothing shortages, were an absolute game-changer.

Just as he was about to concentrate on checking, another shout came from deep within the reeds.

This time, it was much clearer than before.

"Help! Someone please help me!"