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Crossing over into the 1970s to become a little girl, not enough to eat or wear, no problem.
On my left, a brother spoiling his sister, on my right, a childhood sweetheart who's a warm piece of eye candy.
Behind me is a group of little followers, here come the beautiful and happy days.
Male lead version: Hmm, seems like my little wife has arrived.


Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten

Looking at the listless old ox, Zhao Gang was quite helpless, "I told you, you bought too much stuff."


"Ragged boxes are one thing, but even wood is included."


"Are we short of wood over there?" Zhao Gang yawned, he really wanted to go back quickly. The sun's heat was becoming more and more unbearable.


Checking the sun's angle again, it's really not far before it sets, "We can afford to skip a meal, but the kids can't go hungry."


The underlying message was that he thought it was unnecessary to buy the wood, sigh, Gong Tao originally didn't want to say anything, at least not until they were home, but he couldn't resist Zhao Gang's constant chatter.


Gong Tao knew that even if he didn't reveal the secret behind this, Zhao Gang wouldn't toss the wood away.


"This wood isn't ordinary wood, I estimate it's either redwood or huanghuali." Gong Tao dropped this bombshell and looked at Zhao Gang.


Chapter 118: Entering the Village at Night