The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

The original owner, Jiang Furong, would either run away or avoid problems when she encountered them.

You can't really blame her. How could a girl who doesn't communicate much with others, a girl who has been puaed by her mother since she was a child and told that she is bad and no one wants her, have any wisdom?

Jiang Furong couldn't help but feel a little sad for the original owner. She was not allowed to go to school, find a job, and only had two loads of millet and a set of clothes to marry. She was also fed for free. She was supporting useless people like you for free, etc. All this information put together made people wonder if Hu Xiuqing felt that his daughter was worthless and wanted to abandon her while marrying her off?

"Aunt, have you heard what kind of partner they are going to find for me?" Jiang Furong thought for a while and turned to ask Jiang Xiaocui.

She had a hunch that her grandmother and aunt must know.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiaocui glanced at Grandma Jiang and said, "Mom, will you let me speak?"

Grandma Jiang closed her eyes and nodded slightly: "Tell me! Furong will know sooner or later anyway."

"Okay, then I'll tell you! Oh, I've been holding it in for so long!" Jiang Xiaocui grabbed Jiang Furong's arm and said, "Bai Guixiang... ahem, your grandmother said that you and your great aunt's grandson have been engaged since you were little, and you'll marry him when you turn eighteen."

When Jiang Furong heard Bai Guixiang's name, an image of a middle-aged woman with a sleek bun, thin eyebrows, long eyes, and razor-thin lips emerged in her mind. She felt disgusted. "Don't they dislike me? Why would they arrange a marriage for me?"

This, this is unacceptable.

Moreover, in rural areas, when a child is engaged, relatives and friends will be invited to witness it. When everyone gets together during festivals and holidays, the adults will bring it up from time to time and make jokes about it.

Of course, matchmakers will also avoid families that have arranged child marriages.

Thinking of this, Jiang Furong immediately asked again: "No one has ever mentioned this. Grandma, Aunt, you just heard about it, right?"

Jiang Xiaocui slammed the table and said, "Furong, you're so smart. You guessed it right away. That's right. Your great aunt hasn't even been to our village. How could she know what child marriage is all about?"

Grandma Jiang was stunned: "Furong, did your mother tell you?"

Jiang Xiaocui said, "Mom, look at my sister-in-law's character. She didn't even call anyone when she came in. How could she tell Furong about such a big thing?"

Grandma Jiang didn't understand: "If Xiuqing hadn't said it, how could Furong guess so accurately?"

Jiang Xiaocui said, "Mom, we haven't seen Furong for so many years. Some of the things we heard about her were just what her grandmother said, saying she was stupid, foolish, and had no future. She kept saying that all day long, and you just believed it.

Mom, think about it again. When we got off the train, Furong was waiting for us inside the platform. Most people couldn't get in. Oh, by the way, Furong, I just wanted to ask, how did you get into the platform? "

Jiang Furong smiled and said, "Someone bought me a platform ticket and brought me in."

Jiang Xiaocui found an excuse: "Look, Furong was able to find someone to take her in. The platform is inaccessible to anyone except those on the railway. Mom, do you remember when Furong gave money to that man yesterday? It was like a courtesan giving a tip in a movie. It was such a cool gesture."

"Look at what you said, what kind of socialite! Don't talk nonsense!" Grandma Jiang gave Jiang Xiaocui a reproachful look, patted her head and said to Jiang Furong: "Look at my brain, I'm old, there are things I see but never think of. Furong is really quick in speaking and doing things now, unlike what your grandma said!"

Grandma Jiang was suddenly happy about this discovery and a smile appeared on her face.

Jiang Xiaocui asked excitedly, "Furong, what else can you guess? Tell us!"

Jiang Furong shook her head. "I just guessed it after hearing what you just said. That great-aunt who has never been to our village might not even be the real great-aunt. They gave her a relative's name so that the neighbors wouldn't be suspicious. As for the great-aunt's grandson...

By the way, aunt, didn’t you see your great aunt and her grandson? Did you just hear the whole story from your grandma?

Jiang Xiaocui nodded repeatedly: "No! Our village is so small, everyone knows each other. If someone has guests in the morning, the whole village will know about it by noon."

After hearing this, Jiang Furong suddenly had a bold guess. That great-aunt's grandson was not even her great-aunt's real grandson. It was very likely that he was the seller and the buyer.

In the original time and space, Jiang Furong had seen various videos and articles on the Internet to combat human trafficking.

But she wasn't sure there would be any in the seventies.

Should I speak out this guess?

Just then, Grandma Lu from across the street knocked on the door: "Is Furong home? I'm Grandma Lu."

Jiang Furong whispered to her grandmother, "It's the neighbor across the street. She might want me to help her pickle sauerkraut."

Grandma Jiang quickly picked up a towel to wipe her face and smoothed her hair: "Oh, I see. Go open the door."

The family housing in the compound is next to each other, and everyone can hear what the neighbors say loudly when they stand at the door.

Grandma Jiang will be living here for a while. According to her temperament, she always wants to maintain good relationships with her neighbors, be friendly and friendly, and avoid arguments.

Jiang Furong opened the door: "Grandma Lu, would you like to come into my house and sit for a while? My grandma and my aunt are here, and we were just talking."

"Oh, are there guests? When did they come? I didn't seem to hear anything?" Grandma Lu asked loudly, then stretched her head to look into the house, nodded and greeted: "Oh, her grandmother is here? Did she come by car? Is this her aunt? She is so pretty!"

Grandma Jiang stood up with a smile and invited the guest to come in and sit down: "Grandma Lu, who came last night, come in and sit down."

Grandma Lu stood at the door and waved her hand. "There's water on the stove at home. I'm going to pickle some sauerkraut. I thought Furong was very skillful, so I wanted to ask her for a hand. It's not easy for you to come all this way, so let Furong talk to you. I can do it myself."

Grandma Jiang winked at Jiang Xiaocui and told her daughter to take the opportunity to ask the neighbors to see if she could find out more.

Jiang Xiaocui understood and immediately stepped forward: "I'm good at pickling sauerkraut. I'll make it for you."

Of course, Grandma Lu was happy to help, but she still pretended to decline: "No, no, it's just a jar of pickled cabbage. I can do it myself. How can I ask your guests to help me? That would be so embarrassing."

Jiang Xiaocui didn't care at all: "Nothing, I pickle pickles every year at home, and I also want to see if your pickles are any different from ours."

Grandma Lu was delighted and immediately led the way: "What else could be different? Look, there are steps here. Pickling sauerkraut is just adding water and salt."