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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

Zhao Guangran was really bored today. Even though he set out with Zhao Gang and the others, it was boring all the way.


Nobody talked to him, and he even had to boil water, which he was constantly criticized for doing poorly.


If he weren't worried about being abandoned halfway and unable to return, Zhao Guangran really felt like just going back the same way.


"Once we get there, you need to be quiet." Zhao Gang was worried his youngest son would start acting up if he felt uncomfortable.


"You need to keep an eye on the stove and remember to pour us some boiling water." Zhao Gang felt so tired. Last time with Zhao Xuran there, they didn't have to worry about anything.


He would occasionally ask if we needed to change the saline bottle, or if we needed more boiling water, and even hand over warmed buns.


Basically, they didn't have to worry about a thing. It didn't work out with the youngest son at all; he didn't have the inclination.


Chapter 133: Tragic News