Leaf Whispering Serenely

An Hao leaped, thinking she had died, but to her surprise, when she opened her eyes, she found herself back in the year 1985. To live a second life, did she have to endure the abuse of her stepmother and stepsister again, the dislike of her mother-in-law and disdain from her sister-in-law, and the betrayal of her best friend who bravely became the other woman just to slap her in the face and climb the social ladder? Was she supposed to end her miserable life in poverty again? An Hao's answer was, "Eat! Shit! No!" She was determined to make something of herself, to get rich by capitalizing on her knowledge and aim for a well-off life. This time around, she was going to be the protective big sister who reformed her worthless little brother who had died a wretched death, and the virtuous wife to make up for her past neglect of her husband! She wouldn't let this life go to waste in despair! A malicious best friend? Coveting her man? Not a chance! Go hang out wherever it's cool! Cough cough, how did she not realize in her past life that this "Stoic King of Hell" was so indecent. Decent? You've had your fill of decency during the day.

Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

A troop was marching mightily along the roadside, headed by a jeep followed by a number of large trucks driving up.


Bystanders were all turning their heads to watch.


An Hao also stopped in her tracks and looked back, a thought flashing through her mind when she saw the jeep ahead, "Could it be that Qin Jian has returned?"


As she was pondering this, her sleeve was tugged.


An Hao turned her head and saw Shen Zhihua with her lips pursed, looking at her with an expression that seemed to contain some kind of emotion that An Hao couldn't quite make out.


"Stay closer to the curb, don't get hit by the vehicles!" Shen Zhihua pulled her over to the side, instinctively stepping in front of her to shield her from the dust kicked up by the passing cars.


From the jeep, Jiang Ying was looking out the window in all directions. At that moment, the breeze was gentle and the weather had warmed up; small green grass and colorful flowers were sprouting on both sides of the road.


Chapter 128 Going Back to the Village