A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

Gu Qinghuan was lying on the hard kang, his whole body aching as if it was falling apart, and he was completely dazed.

There was a faint sound of conversation coming from outside.

"Mom, do you think she won't get up in the middle of the night and sneak away?" said a young female voice.

"How dare she! She took our Xu family's money. She is a member of the Xu family in life and a corpse of the Xu family in death.

Without a letter of introduction, are you going to be a migrant worker? Your father has been the Party secretary for so many years, he is not a pushover.

Besides, her mother is still suffering in the cowshed in the next village. The monk can escape but the temple cannot!"

It was obvious from the middle-aged female voice that she was not someone who was easy to get along with.

"My mother was really amazing. This move really killed two birds with one stone. She spent a hundred dollars and bought a well-educated and well-mannered wife for my crazy second brother.

I don’t know how many men in the village coveted Gu Qinghuan, but I didn’t expect that in the end it would be my crazy second brother who got the upper hand.

We can finally get rid of the lunatic with good reason. I wonder who dares to say anything!"

Gu Qinghuan, who is usually proud and aloof, will also have such a day. Moreover, after she gets married, Brother Chen will no longer like her. Thinking of this, Xu Meiling felt so comfortable in her heart that she happily flattered her mother.

Liu Guifang said complacently: "What are you talking about! I think this hundred yuan is too much. He is your father. Even if I gave him eighty yuan, Gu Qinghuan would have agreed. But he insisted on playing nice and giving her a hundred yuan.

But to be honest, this woman is really a beauty. I heard that her ancestors came from a scholarly family. If her family background wasn't bad and her mother wasn't a stinky old ninth son, I would have wanted to marry her to your third brother. What a pity.

But now that the madman... ahem... second brother has a wife to take care of him, I can finally take a break."

She thought that she had finally gotten rid of the burden of her second brother's family, and she walked with great speed.

After thinking for a while, he told his daughter, "Don't talk nonsense when you are out there. Human trafficking is illegal. This is something we both agreed to.

Gu Qinghuan voluntarily married the second son. Our Xu family is kind and did not despise her for being the descendant of the stinky ninth son. We even gave her a betrothal gift of 100 yuan, which was very kind and righteous. "

"you do not say…"

……

Their voices drifted away.

Gu Qinghuan looked at the dense spider webs on the roof and got goose bumps all over her body.

I patiently digested the memories of my original body, and the book called "Little Wife of the Seventies" suddenly appeared in my mind, with a thousand horses galloping through my heart.

Is this the time travel that Pluto gave her?

I went on a time travel trip to Nima and got fooled!

She is not actually the real owner of this body.

It was a few hours ago.

Gu Qinghuan fell in a pool of blood like a rag doll, with pain all over her body. She didn't expect that being hit by a car would be so painful.

If she had known earlier... If she had known earlier, she would still choose to save people. Although she overestimated her ability, how could she bear to watch a little life pass away in front of her.

Before her consciousness was stripped away, she heard people shouting, children crying...all kinds of sounds.

Then it fell into darkness.

When he regained consciousness again, Gu Qinghuan had turned into a ghost.

She followed the other ghosts and floated across a bridge, but there was no Meng Po soup on the bridge.

A palace suddenly appeared in front of me, with a plaque reading: Palace of the Underworld.

It turns out that people really go to hell after they die.

When he saw the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guardians at the door, he was a little nervous, but then he thought that he had died because of his good deeds and that he was a good person when he was alive, so he calmed down.

After entering the Underworld Palace, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. To put it simply, the Underworld Palace is the government hall.

I saw several souls queuing up to get numbers at the number-taking machine at the door, and Gu Qinghuan quickly lined up at the end.

Rows of windows in the hall are handling the passing away of deceased persons.

After taking the number, Gu Qinghuan stood aside and waited obediently.

"Please go to window 666 to handle the afterlife service, soul number 6."

Gu Qinghuan glanced at the number plate in his hand. Yes, 666.

She quickly floated over and handed over her sign.

The staff inside stretched out a slender hand, took the sign and put it on the machine. With a beep, Gu Qinghuan's life appeared on the screen in front of him.

"Check the information, click OK if it is correct."

Gu Qinghuan, female, from East Province, China, died at the age of 28.

Cause of death: Hit by a truck while trying to save a little boy who was deliberately abandoned on the road by his enemies.

The deceased's parents divorced when he was young, and he was raised by his grandparents. His highest education was a bachelor's degree from a 985 university...

This basic information is fine.

What Gu Qinghuan was more concerned about was the last line of eye-catching red fonts.

Merits of the deceased: 999

Thinking about it, she asked, "Excuse me, what does merit mean, and does it affect me?"

A lazy male voice came from inside: "Merits directly affect your reincarnation in the next life. Your numbers are not bad. You can be reborn into a good family in the next life."

Gu Qinghuan was feeling happy when the red number suddenly changed and became more eye-catching.

From 999 to 9999.

"What's going on?" The machine broke down? Gu Qinghuan asked in confusion.

The staff inside were also startled, thinking they had made a mistake. After a careful inspection, they patted their chests and said, "Your merits in saving lives during your lifetime have just been settled.

I was lucky enough to have saved a great person, so I have done a lot of good deeds. I will be either rich or noble in my next life."

Gu Qinghuan thought to himself, at least his death was not in vain.

Just as I was feeling happy, suddenly, the machine made a sharp beeping sound.

Even the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guardians at the door were alarmed and gathered around to check what was going on.

The merits on the screen changed again.

Niu Tou looked at the screen in disbelief: "Am I seeing this correctly? Merit?"