Quick Wear: Passerby A's Daily Life of Eating Watermelons

When Jiang Yue opened her eyes again, she had arrived in a new mission world. As usual, No. 8888 found a body for her and gave a brief introduction to her life. Her father died for his country as a soldier many years ago, leaving her mother to raise her alone. She died of illness some time ago. Jiang Yue's original body was too sad and passed away, so Jiang Yue came.

"Please send me the world story."

"Do you want to accept the world plot?"

"Yes."

When the apocalyptic gangster Li Mengqi was collecting supplies again, he encountered the mutated zombie king and died together with the zombie king. When he woke up again, it was already this era. Before the gangster could react, the nasty relatives planned to eat up the whole family and divide the property left by the protagonist's parents. How could the gangster possibly tolerate them? He tore apart the nasty relatives, emptied the house, sold the house, and went to the countryside to become an educated youth.

In modern society, Liu Ruyan slept in the office and became a poor little girl who was not loved by her grandmother and mother. Fortunately, she had a shopping mall system that could buy items that were not beyond the current technology. After the memory was integrated, she found out that her stepsister secretly signed her up to go to the countryside for her job. She caught a cold and was too sad that she died. Liu Ruyan smiled and said, "Okay! Then let's hurt each other!" So she sold her job, secretly signed her stepsister up to go to the northwest, and then went to the countryside.

“So this book has two protagonists, right?”

8888 jumped and said, "Yes, this is a fusion of two worlds."

Jiang Yue sighed and thought that she was just a passerby. Suddenly she remembered something: "8888, they won't both come to my place to cut in line, right?"

"Congratulations host, you guessed it right."

Jiang Yue stroked his forehead and said, "I hope there won't be too much trouble. Even if there is a lot of trouble, just don't involve a passerby like me."

After receiving the plot, Jiang Yue sat up and looked around the house he lived in. It could be said that it was basically penniless. The windows were made of wood and divided into small grids, which were covered with white paper. The walls were simply painted, and the roof was a suspended ceiling made of newspapers.

Jiang Yue got up from the kang and put on his shoes. There was a table and two stools on the ground, as well as a larger cabinet. He walked into the main room where there was an old-fashioned stove with some grain and sundries on it. Jiang Yue looked at the grain bag and saw only a small bowl of flour, and most of it was cornmeal and some other coarse grains. Jiang Yue took a small amount of grain out of the space, and did not dare to take out too much at once.

Outside the house was a large yard with some vegetables planted. There was a shed against the wall with a pile of firewood. Jiang Yue walked around the vegetable garden to see what vegetables there were and then went back to the house. According to his memory, yes, this time 8888 had learned from the last lesson and had the memory of passers-by, he looked in the cabinet according to his memory and found a small box with 1285 yuan and some bills.

Of the 1285 yuan, 500 was the pension from the original owner's father, the rest was salary, bonus subsidies, etc., and another part was saved by Jiang Yue's mother over the years. Jiang Yue looked at the money in his hand and put it into the space for safety.

Jiang Yue walked to the table, took out a portion of food from the space and took a bite: "Hmm, it tastes like Aunt Fang." After saying this, she felt a little melancholy, and finally shook her head and started eating again. There will be many more things in the future that she will have to slowly adapt to.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Yue put the plates into the space. Lying on the kang, he recalled the skills he had learned in the previous world. He found that they were all vivid in his mind. He learned a little bit of the others, mainly Chinese medicine. Later, he learned cooking to make medicinal food taste better.

Jiang Yue checked her pulse and found nothing serious. She was just too sad and malnourished. She didn't care about the excessive sadness. She thought that everyone in this world was like this because of malnutrition. When Jiang Yue was lying down, she heard a voice: "Jiang Yue! Are you home?"

"Yes, at home."

Jiang Yue climbed up from the kang. It was the team leader and the accountant who came with her. Did they have something to talk to her about? Jiang Yue stood at the door and watched the team leader and the accountant come in. After they entered the room, she didn't pour water or anything, because Jiang Yue herself was an introverted and shy person, and she was not very good at taking the initiative to pour water.

The team leader and the accountant didn't say anything. They just sat down on the stools and started talking. They first comforted Jiang Yue, saying don't be too sad, your mother must want you to be happy, etc.

After chatting for a while, they got down to business: "Jiang Yue, it turns out that your mother is the warehouse manager of our team, responsible for looking after the warehouse. After she left, it has been someone else who has been helping to take over. They think the work points earned are too few and want you to go to work earlier. Look at you..."

When she was talking about the previous part, Jiang Yue thought that she was going to give up her job. After hearing what the captain said, Jiang Yue showed a look of surprise. Before she could say anything, the captain smiled and said, "Don't think too much, little kid. Your father is the only martyr in our team. You are the child of a martyr. If you don't want to do it yourself, it's okay. Otherwise, who dares to take your job?"

The accountant beside him nodded and said, "We dare not do that. This is a special care for the spouses and children of martyrs. If anyone dares to do something they shouldn't do, I'm afraid they think our brigade's militia guns are just firewood sticks that can only be used for show."

After hearing this, Jiang Yue realized that she was thinking too much. The children of martyrs could not be bullied by anyone at this time. As long as she didn't seek death, there would be no problem for her to stay safe.

Jiang Yue also remembered that every year someone would come to visit her family to see how they were doing. Every time they would bring some food and receipts, and ask them if they had any difficulties in life, etc. However, Jiang's mother didn't want to trouble others and never asked for anything.

After listening to the captain and the accountant, Jiang Yue smiled embarrassedly and said, "Captain, I will go there tomorrow, but can you take me with you for another day so that I can get familiar with the process and prevent any mistakes."

"Okay. Come early tomorrow morning and I'll calculate your work points tomorrow. You'll get six work points a day. If you have some free time, you can cut grass for the pigs and earn one or two work points a day. That's seven or eight work points a day, enough for you to eat and drink."

Jiang Yue nodded to show that he understood. The captain then said that if they had any difficulties, they could go to the brigade headquarters to find him. After that, he left with the accountant. Jiang Yue sent them out, closed the door, and went back to the house.

The next morning, Jiang Yue was woken up by the alarm clock. She was afraid that she would not wake up before going to bed yesterday, so she set an alarm to remind herself. She washed up, got dressed and went out. It was just beginning to get light. Jiang Yue followed the crowd and walked slowly. Along the way, some people were secretly observing her, and those who had a good relationship with Jiang's mother were also comforting her. When they arrived at the team headquarters, the team leader gave a brief talk and then started to work in the fields.