After being abandoned by the educated youth, I became rich in the 80s

Bang, bang, bang...

Lan Xin woke up in the midst of a commotion. She opened her eyes wide in a daze and found herself seemingly on a train.

The hard seats, the crowded crowds, and the noisy noises made her feel a little lost.

This is where?

The old equipment, the luggage and passengers' clothes piled on the ground, and the hot and sour smell in the stagnant air gave people the feeling of being in the 1980s and 1990s.

Suddenly a big face came in front of her, which scared her.

A big-eyed girl with a dark face, freckles, and who looked only seven or eight years old, called out to her happily.

"Mom, you're awake!"

The little girl's voice was clear and loud, but it made Lan Xin feel a chill on her back.

"I'm not awake!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Xin quickly responded and then closed her eyes.

The one who calls someone 'Mom' is definitely not calling her!

Retreat! Retreat!!! Retreat!!!

"Yueyue, is your mother awake?"

The woman sitting next to her asked. She didn't notice the noise at first, but the child's voice reminded her.

Yueyue simply shook her head, her voice clear and crisp.

"My mom said she wasn't awake."

"Hahaha."

As soon as these words were spoken, the woman sitting next to her and the people sitting opposite her couldn't help but laugh out loud, and even Lan Xin opened her eyes helplessly.

It's really hard to fool kids nowadays...

Seeing her open her eyes, the woman sitting next to her breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lan Xin, are you feeling better?"

"How are you, sister?"

There were two men sitting opposite, one of them was holding a child, a teenager who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and asked nervously.

The other hand was tightly holding the luggage, and the fierce-looking man did not forget to look at her nervously.

It seems that they are in the same group.

Lan Xin forced a smile and nodded, her mind like a mess of paste, and she answered vaguely.

"much better."

Or one of them was laughing with his chest heaving violently, while the other was lying in the boy's arms, watching a little girl of only four or five years old wake up from her sleep and rub her eyes.

Thinking about this in her mind and looking at the person who had already opened his eyes, Yingying, who was only five years old, couldn't wait to stretch out her hands.

"Mother."

Lan Xin's heart suddenly jumped: "?!!"

The girl, who looked thinner and pale than other children of the same age, stared at Lan Xin with her eyes wide open, her voice not much louder than that of a mosquito.

The young man holding her shook his head helplessly.

"You want your mom instead of your uncle, right? You heartless little thing, who was the one who held you and let you sleep well along the way?"

"Sister, hurry up and catch this heartless kid."

The boy picked up the little girl and handed her to Lan Xin from the table.

Lan Xin reached out and took the little girl in a daze. She hadn’t figured out the situation yet - was she still the mother of this little kid?

Painless motherhood?

Or two? ?

As soon as she came into contact with her mother, the little girl turned into an octopus, hugged Lan Xin's neck tightly with both hands, pursed her pale lips and tried hard to shrink into her arms.

Yueyue, an older girl nearby, also followed suit, hugging Lan Xin's arms tightly and scrambling to squeeze into her arms.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Xin turned into a 'Christmas tree' with two children hanging on it.

The people nearby looked amused, and the two girls squeezed into her arms and continued to chat.

"Sister, this is not fun at all."

Yingying looked at the strangers around her, hugged Lan Xin tightly, and whispered in Yueyue's ear.

"Yeah, it's so boring to sit there all the time." Yueyue nodded, her voice much louder than her sister's.

"There are so many people. I'm scared..."

"Don't be afraid Yingying, sister will protect you!"

Yueyue patted her chest, looking very righteous.

"Okay, where are we going, sis?"

Yeah, where are you going?

Wait, in this situation, let her take it easy first...

Lan Xin held the two children and sat like a stone statue for two hours. A little person in her heart knelt on the ground crying and blaming the heaven.

Oh my God! Why did she have to travel through time?

Is there anyone in the world as miserable as her?

A young and well-off girl in the 21st century, with no worries about food and clothing, turned into a rural woman in the s who was abandoned by a scumbag and had three children.

Such a tragic contrast made Lan Xin unable to resist the urge to break through the window and jump off the train, returning to the 21st century when she could lie down.

Can she stop dreaming about being a lost rich girl, stop slacking off and lie down and work hard to make money? ! !

Before she could even wail in her heart, Yueyue, who was chatting about all sorts of things, took out an orange from somewhere and stuffed it into her hand.

"Mom, eat oranges. Auntie said that riding in a car is uncomfortable, so eating oranges is the best way!"

Even when one hand handed her the orange, the other hand held her tightly and refused to let go.

Lan Xin looked down at the orange in her hand with difficulty, then looked at Yingying who was hugging her neck tightly, and then looked down at Yueyue who was holding her arms with difficulty, feeling a little complicated.

The owner of this body is also named Lan Xin, who has the same name and surname as her, and also such a rare surname. Could this special name be her 'fate' to travel through time?

Yuan Lanxin grew up in a small village backed by a mountain. During that special period, she had only been to nearby cities a few times.

The reason she is on the train now is entirely because of her educated youth husband.

At the same time, Lan Xin also figured out that she seemed to have traveled into a book, to the control group in a novel about a rough man and his wife.

The original male and female protagonists are of course a spoiled educated youth and a rough country man who went to the countryside. They met due to some misunderstandings, and in the end, the two people who were not matched in terms of family background, appearance or knowledge got married by accident because of some things.

After marriage, the silent and rough male protagonist, who was as hardworking as an ox, learned to love his wife and take care of the family.

He took care of everything at home and outside, and raised his wife to be fair and tender, who did not look like a country girl at all. She became the happiest and most beautiful woman in the village, and all the women in the village envied her.

The heroine helped the hero resolve previous troubles and misunderstandings, turning him, who was originally criticized in the village, into the best man in the village.

The girl in the village hated herself for not having the foresight to recognize the original male protagonist and marry him earlier.

After the college entrance examination was resumed, when everyone thought the couple would separate, the heroine began to teach the hero.

The male protagonist, who had not even graduated from elementary school, was gifted and scored better than the female protagonist in the exam under the guidance of the female protagonist for less than half a year.

The two of them were admitted to the same key university, and then the couple went to college together in great love.

The original self, as the control group, was the most beautiful flower in Lanjia Village. She looked down on the silent, honest and cowardly original male protagonist in the village. In the end, she got together with the male educated youth who also went to the countryside.

Their lives after marriage are completely different from those of the male and female protagonists.

In other protagonists' families, the male protagonist takes care of everything and doesn't let the female protagonist do anything, but here is Yuan Lanxin's case.

The educated youth’s husband said that he was a city man and didn’t know how to work in the fields; he was a grown man and didn’t do any housework, leaving all the work to the original owner.