Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

"What?!"

Aunt Zhang's voice suddenly rose.

"Xiulan is going to give your job to Weidong?"

"Really?"

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

But the next second, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Xiulan.

Wang Xiulan's face turned pale and then flushed in an instant.

She never expected that Lin Xiuhe would dare to expose this matter in public!

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Xiulan rushed out hurriedly. "Aunt Zhang, don't listen to this brat's nonsense! She's gone crazy today!"

"Am I crazy?" Lin Xiuhe stood at the door, her voice calm. "Then tell everyone, Mother, am I supposed to give up my job at the supply and marketing cooperative to Weidong tonight?"

One sentence left Wang Xiulan speechless, her face turning pale.

The neighbors exchanged glances, already understanding what was going on.

Because they didn't deny it.

That's true.

Aunt Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Xiulan, is that really true?"

"I..." Wang Xiulan opened her mouth, "That's not letting go! That's lending! Lending it to Weidong to use for a few years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange coughing sound rang out in the courtyard.

Borrow a job?

Whose job can I borrow?

The supply and marketing cooperative is not a hoe.

Aunt Zhang chuckled, "Xiulan, what are you saying? You think you can lend out a job?"

Several neighbors were also trying not to laugh.

Wang Xiulan's face grew increasingly grim: "We're all family anyway! It doesn't matter who does it, right? After Wei Dong became successful, would he forget his sister?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuhe almost burst out laughing.

In her past life, she believed this statement.

He believed it his whole life, and in the end, he ended up in the hospital with only 7.3 yuan left in his bank account.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuhe's eyes turned cold.

"Mother, let me ask you this. If Wei Dong becomes successful in the future, will he give the job back to me?"

"Of course!" Wang Xiulan blurted out.

"Then let's write a written agreement," Lin Xiuhe replied quickly. "We'll go to the brigade tomorrow and have the brigade leader witness it. We'll write down clearly that the job is lent to Weidong and he'll return it to me in five years."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Wang Xiulan stood frozen in place.

Write a document?

She never thought about paying it back.

In her heart, once the work was in her son's hands, it belonged to him. What was there to return?

But now, with so many people watching, she couldn't say a word.

People nearby had already started whispering among themselves.

"It seems they really aren't planning to return it."

"Isn't that robbery?"

"Tsk, Xiuhe has had a tough time too."

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Wang Xiulan became anxious: "What do you know! I'm doing this for the family! Weidong needs to get married! And the girl specifically asked for a stable job!"

Aunt Zhang frowned: "That's Weidong's own business. How can we let Xiuhe get involved?"

"That's right, it's so hard to get a job at the supply and marketing cooperative; there are only a few openings for the whole brigade."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan's expression completely changed.

Because the wind direction is wrong.

She originally thought everyone would help persuade him. But instead, they all sided with Lin Xiuhe.

Lin Jianguo finally came out at this moment.

His face was extremely pale: "Everyone, disperse. This is a family matter."

But saying this only made things worse; Aunt Zhang became unhappy instead.

"Jianguo, what you're saying is wrong. Your child worked so hard to get this job, how can you, as parents, try to take it away from them?"

The word "rob" made Lin Jianguo's face turn black.

"What do you mean by 'robbery'? We're her parents! We raised her! What's wrong with her helping out at home?"

Many people frowned as soon as these words were spoken. Because it went a bit too far—helping one's family is fine, but giving up one's job is a lifelong commitment.

Just then, Lin Weidong finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He rushed out, his eyes red: "Fine! Stop talking! I don't want it anymore!"

The courtyard fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look at him.

Lin Weidong stared intently at Lin Xiuhe: "Sister, are you satisfied now? The whole village knows. Are you determined to ruin me?"

He sounded extremely aggrieved. Anyone who didn't know the situation would truly believe he had suffered a tremendous injustice.

But Lin Xiuhe knows him too well.

In his past life, whenever he was in the wrong, he would use this tactic—playing the victim and getting others to speak for him.

Sure enough, some people in the crowd showed their pity: "Wei Dong is quite pitiful. It seems the marriage is really going to fall through."

Hearing this, Lin Xiuhe smiled.

It's finally here. This is the moment she's been waiting for.

"Weidong, you say I ruined you. Then let me ask you, when it came time to register for the supply and marketing cooperative exam, did you even apply?"

Lin Weidong was stunned: "No...no."

"Why didn't you report it?"

"I……"

"Because you find studying tiring, exams troublesome, the heat unbearable, and getting up early too much."

Each sentence he spoke made Lin Weidong's face turn pale.

Because it's all true.

Where were you during the exam?

"I……"

"You're fishing by the river."

Laughter erupted from the crowd. Aunt Zhang almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Lin Xiuhe continued, "When the admission results came out, didn't you say that the supply and marketing cooperative only paid twenty-odd yuan a month, and that it was more comfortable to stay at home?"

Lin Weidong was completely speechless.

Because he said it. He said it all.

"Since that's the case," Lin Xiuhe looked at him, "you didn't register, didn't take the exam, didn't put in any effort, yet now you want to take my job. Who really ruined whom?"

The courtyard fell completely silent.

Those who were just a little sympathetic to Lin Weidong are now at a loss for words.

Because the facts are clear—jobs aren't given out, they're earned. Lin Weidong did nothing, so why should he get it?

Just then, Aunt Zhang suddenly slapped her thigh: "That's right! Isn't Weidong young? He can take the exam again!"

One sentence pierced the hearts of the Lin family of three like a knife.

Especially Wang Xiulan. She suddenly realized that things were completely out of control.

What was originally a family matter has now become the talk of the whole village. Moreover, the entire village is on Lin Xiuhe's side.

For the first time, she felt a pang of panic—her usually most obedient daughter seemed to have really changed.

Just then, the loudspeaker of the production team in the distance suddenly blared.

Shila-

The sound of electricity pierced the night sky.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

Lin Xiuhe also raised her head.

In the darkness, the loudspeaker emitted intermittent sounds. Although she couldn't make out the content, she knew—

The times have begun to turn.

Her era has only just begun.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at the pale-faced Lin family of three, and slowly spoke:

"There's one more thing: starting this month, I won't be contributing a single penny of my salary!"

The air froze instantly.

Wang Xiulan's vision went black, and she almost fainted on the spot.