I was a daigou in the 60s

"From now on, you will sleep in the study. If you dare to do anything wrong, I will call the police."

A cold and alert voice sounded in his ears, and Xiao Dongqing woke up from the sofa, rubbing his aching eyebrows.

He exhaled a breath of foul air, filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

The woman he was talking to frowned and took a step back.

"We're getting married today, so I won't say anything about you drinking. But we have children at home, so you're not allowed to smoke or drink at home, and you're not allowed to bring anyone home with you."

Xiao Dongqing gradually regained consciousness and looked at the woman in front of him with a stunned expression.

Under the dim incandescent light, the woman had a ponytail, wore a floral plaid shirt, and jeans that were washed white. Her clothes were full of retro feeling.

Looking at that face again, it was a small, oval face with baby fat, eyebrows of just the right thickness and no makeup, and eyes that were moist and shiny, revealing innocence, simplicity, and... a little bit of disgust.

Xiao Dongqing had only seen this kind of retro dress and appearance on the old paintings in his grandfather's house.

who is she?

What about marriage?

Just when he was full of doubts, waves of memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind like a tide.

After a moment, Xiao Dongqing looked at the calendar hanging behind the sofa as if he had seen a ghost.

1960 5 Month 1 Day.

After traveling through time, it was still the 1960s when everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt...

And he is a stepfather who married into the family!

The owner of this body has the same name and surname as him. He is twenty years old this year. He was originally the adopted son of the owner of a steel plant in Nantong City. He lived a happy and carefree life with no worries about food and clothing.

But half a year ago, the adoptive father found his biological son who was abducted by human traffickers through his connections, and the family happily took him back.

From then on, his identity and situation as an adopted son became extremely embarrassing.

My adoptive mother became noticeably distant, and my allowance stopped.

Xiao Guihong, the real eldest son of the Xiao family, felt that Xiao Dongqing had been enjoying his status for nothing all these years, and he was unhappy about it. He made things difficult for him and wanted to drive him away.

Only the adoptive father still remembered the old friendship and never had any intention of driving me away.

But even so, these days of neither good nor bad soon came to an end.

Half a month ago, my adoptive father was criticized for his lifestyle and tax issues and was sent to the countryside for reform.

Xiao Guihong seized this opportunity and revealed that Xiao Dongqing had not returned home all night in the dance hall. He wanted to drive him out of the Xiao family and send him to the countryside.

The original owner had enjoyed a comfortable life for twenty years, so naturally he didn't want to suffer in the countryside. So he took the initiative to leave the Xiao family and married into the home of an unmarried mother, thus avoiding the fate of being sent to the countryside for reform.

"Why are you ignoring me when I'm talking to you?"

The gentle and simple-looking woman in front of him frowned and said in a very distant tone: "Although you were the son of a rich man in the past, you begged me to get married. Otherwise, I would not agree to it, so don't try to put on airs and make things difficult for us."

Xiao Dongqing came back to his senses from the shock, his heart filled with a sense of being abandoned by the times. He reached out to take out cigarettes and matches, but thought of what she had just said and paused.

"I didn't mean that. I just drank too much and I'm still confused."

As he spoke, he threw the cigarettes in his pocket and the liquor on the table into the trash can and said, "I won't touch them again."

There was silence for a few seconds, and the woman picked up the liquor from the trash can.

She said nothing and placed the white wine on the spice rack in the kitchen.

Looking at her slender back, Xiao Dongqing seemed to be lost in thought.

As I recall, this woman's name was Su Zhilan. It was said that she had fled from the north with her mother during a famine ten years ago.

A few years after settling in Nantong, her mother died of illness, leaving her alone.

In order to make a living, Su Zhilan went to work in a textile factory at the age of sixteen and became an unmarried mother at the age of seventeen.

As for who the father of the child is, no one knows.

It was also because of this incident that Su Zhilan was seen as an indecent slut by the neighbors, and her reputation for being dissolute became known to everyone.

The original owner felt that she was unbearable, so he shamelessly married her so that he could stay in the city.

Xiao Dongqing leaned back on the sofa, feeling somewhat absurd.

The house where Su Zhilan and her daughter live is a one-bedroom apartment of less than 40 square meters. Most of the wall paint in the corners has fallen off and is covered with newspapers.

The sofa and coffee table were old and peeling, and there was not a single new piece of furniture in the house.

If Su Zhilan really was a prostitute making a living, her family conditions couldn't be so bad.

The fact that she could pick out the liquor from the trash can was enough to prove that she knew how to live.

She still sleeps in separate rooms after marriage, which shows that she is not a promiscuous woman.

However, what Xiao Dongqing couldn't understand was why Su Zhilan would agree to marry a good-for-nothing playboy?

You have to know that he is no longer the rich young master of the Xiao family, but is extremely poor.

"Mother."

The tender voice of a child interrupted Xiao Dongqing's thoughts. He looked towards the bedroom and saw a little girl in a short-sleeved shirt, shorts and frog slippers, standing on the peeling door frame.

"Who is this uncle?"

The little girl looked only three or four years old, and her facial features were almost identical to her mother's. Her chubby little face was innocent and cute, but her complexion was a little pale, making her look sickly.

When the gaze met, Xiao Dongqing was a little at a loss.

In his previous life, because of the serious conflict between men and women in society and the high price of bride price, he really couldn't afford to get married.

He remained single until he died suddenly from working overtime.

Now that he suddenly has a daughter, he doesn't know how to face it.

Su Zhilan looked at her daughter with her watery eyes, then at Xiao Dongqing, with a very complicated expression.

She picked up her daughter, forced a smile, and said softly, "Tiantian, don't you want a father? He will be your father from now on."

Su Tiantian blinked and stared at Xiao Dongqing again and again.

Logically speaking, as the child's stepfather, Xiao Dongqing should have prepared a red envelope to change his name.

But he reached into his pocket and felt around, and it was empty.

Xiao Dongqing smiled awkwardly and said as gently as possible: "Tiantian, I'll buy you some candy some other day."

Su Tiantian seemed a little at a loss. She hugged Su Zhilan's neck tightly and curled up in her arms.

Su Zhilan noticed her strangeness and quickly lowered her head to smell: "What's wrong, Tiantian?"

Su Tiantian lowered her head, her mouth pursed, "Is he really my father? Why has he never come back to see me?"

In an instant, Su Zhilan clenched her teeth, her eyes turned red, and her slender shoulders trembled slightly.

She glanced at Xiao Dongqing sideways and hurried into the bedroom.

boom!

The door was closed so hard that a piece of the wall peeled off.

Xiao Dongqing sat on the sofa, his face full of innocence...

He reached into his pockets and tried to find something to buy his child with the money, but all he found was an IOU.

The original owner still owed 500 yuan.

Five hundred yuan may not seem like much, but it is equivalent to fifty thousand yuan in later generations.

Family, debt, Xiao Dongqing suddenly felt under tremendous pressure.

It seems... I have to find a way to make money...

But what should we do in this era?

As soon as the thought came to Xiao Dongqing's mind, a prompt sound suddenly rang in his ears.

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