In the reborn era, the lucky bag is enjoying the show in the factory area.

As the old saying goes, "It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone," and that's absolutely true.

In her past life, one of her colleagues fell down the stairs and broke his leg. It took him a full hundred days before he dared to walk slowly with crutches. It took him a month before he dared to put some weight on his leg while using crutches. It was six months later before he could throw away his crutches and walk independently, but he still limped for more than two months.

Even a year later, my legs still hurt from time to time. I couldn't stand walking too much. After that, my legs would hurt on rainy days, and I couldn't sleep at night without taking painkillers.

Considering that Xi Beizhan's physical condition is stronger than that of the average person, and that his leg has been recovering for about half a year, it should be almost healed.

The two were interested in each other and were both decisive people, so they quickly got engaged.

"Let's go to your house first, and get our marriage certificate a month later."

Two days won't do; that's too short. Besides, he wants to give her a wedding, it doesn't have to be grand, but it has to be something.

Moreover, furniture needs to be made, the house needs to be tidied up, and the "three turns and one sound" (referring to a series of small appliances, a sewing machine, a radio, and a watch) also need to be provided.

I have enough money, but tickets...

He has bicycle tickets and sewing machine tickets. A few days ago, the mine was recognizing outstanding workers, and the section chief got a watch ticket. He's coming over tomorrow to buy a watch for his wife.

I haven't heard of anyone having a radio ticket; I'll have to try again.

"I don't have the radio ticket on hand right now, wait..."

Luo Yu waved her hand, "No need, I don't like listening to that, it's a waste of money."

Xi Beizhan laughed, "I have watches, bicycles, sewing machines, and plane tickets. We'll go buy them after we visit your house."

Luo Yu nodded, "Okay, no rush, we won't need it for now anyway."

Xi Beizhan thought for a moment, "What should I buy from your place? I'm worried about buying anything too expensive..."

Luo Yu glared at him, "No, buy the expensive ones. What can't you do with that money? If you have money to burn, give it to me and I'll save it for you."

After saying that, Luo Yu sighed and said helplessly, "My relationship with my family is just so-so. You have no idea what kind of life I've been living all these years."

Having found someone to vent to, Luo Yu felt like she had found an outlet, and she poured out all the unfair treatment the original owner had suffered over the years.

"Tell me, are there any parents like this? If you can't be fair, then don't have children. Why have so many? Are you just bringing them into this world to suffer?"

Which parents make their children do housework from a young age? Which parents are like their mothers who are postpartum caregivers?

Who has a child who, once they reach school age, is kept at home to be pampered?

Who goes to school to be a substitute for their older siblings?

Are these really parents who would sacrifice their child's well-being for their own momentary pleasure? And that's how things usually go, isn't it?

Xi Beizhan, who was forced to be used as a dumping ground for criticism, was completely bewildered.

What is a postpartum nanny? What is a ghostwriter/proxy worker?

His little fairy can even shoot?

Where did she learn it?

Could he be a spy?

Are they all spies?

This is a very big deal.

Should we report this?

Reporting it is a given; we need to investigate this family thoroughly before we can feel at ease.

Luo Yu never expected that her momentary displeasure would lead Xi Beizhan to imagine her as a spy. However, she wasn't afraid even if he investigated her, since she was the original owner of the body. Who would have thought that her soul had been replaced?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was forbidden for monsters to become spirits.

She is not a monster, but it's also impossible for her to be a monster.

After venting her frustrations, Luo Yu felt better and, holding the dyed Dacron, invited Xi Beizhan, who was filled with doubt and suspicion, out of her house.

Of course, Luo Yu received a lot of scolding from Aunt Xi, but in the end she still accepted it.

We'll be family sooner or later, so it's no big deal. We'll make sure the young couple comes home for a few more meals after they get married.

Early the next morning.

【Sign in】

[Successful check-in, the reward is as follows:]

1. 10 red dates

2. Ten yuan in cash

The reward has been placed in the system space. Please check it yourself.

It was still exactly six o'clock. The time displayed in the lower right corner of the system space made Luo Yu grit his teeth in anger.

This damn biological clock.

Looking again at the ten large red dates in the spatial compartment, Luo Yu's lips twitched.

Ten dates are not enough for anyone. Even soaking them in water would be too few.

That works too. Three pills at a time will last for three days.

It's good enough that we have it, what more could we ask for!

I got up, washed up, applied some face cream, put on my new cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and looked outside. It was still dark.

It was gloomy outside, but fortunately, China has always had good public security, so Luo Yu wasn't afraid. She picked up her lunchbox and left home.

During her lunch break, she still had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. She had the outer clothes, but she didn't have the inner vest and underwear yet.

She also needs to buy two sets of thermal underwear; the ones she's wearing now are practically falling apart, and she's afraid to wash them too vigorously.

Next, I'll see if I can buy a defective washbasin, wash it clean, and put it in the system space slot to store food.

There are only two basins in the space right now, which isn't enough.

After pondering what to buy along the way, we soon arrived at the state-run restaurant downstairs. Today, they were not selling large fried dough sticks, but instead, they were selling wontons. The wontons were large with thin wrappers and not expensive, but you had to use meat coupons and grain coupons.

He spent all the meat coupons he had, bought three large lunchboxes of wontons, went to a secluded spot to store two of the boxes in his spatial storage, and then took out ten vegetarian buns from his storage and carried them home.

"You went out so early again? Why did you buy so much stuff? And steamed buns too?"

Aunt Xi took the things from Luo Yu's hands and stuffed a jar of hot water into her arms to warm her hands.

"I saw they had wontons and steamed buns. The steamed buns were vegetarian and smelled pretty good, so I bought ten to try."

Aunt Xi put the wontons into the pot on her stove, placed the vegetarian buns next to them, covered the pot with the lid, and whispered, "Keep them for yourself. Just take three buns with you for lunch. They look pretty big, three should be enough for you."

The canteen at the mine serves communal meals, which are filling, but don't expect much in terms of taste.

The cafeteria serves cabbage and sauerkraut every day in the dead of winter; it's enough as it is, and they still eat it.

"What did you eat for breakfast? Jingyi has to go to school soon, right? Get her two."

Aunt Xi rolled her eyes at Luo Yu, "You've forgotten everything I taught you yesterday? You have such a bad memory."

No need to save any for her. I'll make some flatbread later; one will be enough for her at lunchtime, along with some bean sprouts stir-fried with pickled vegetables.

Luo Yu smiled and didn't stop her.

She's not a fool; she can't possibly bring breakfast to the Guan family year after year. Even if the Guan family paid her, they wouldn't expect her to bring them food all the time.

Even if it's only two yuan a day, that's sixty yuan a month. Who has the money to spend like that?

Cornmeal flatbread, cornbread, steamed cake, sorghum rice, corn stubble, and sweet potatoes are the staple foods nowadays, and even then, people can't eat their fill, let alone eat these every day. It's not that people can't afford them, it's that the city doesn't supply that much. Many times, a cornbread and a bowl of cornmeal porridge is a meal.

Each person's food ration is fixed. A woman like her would receive 28 catties of grain, 8 liang of rapeseed oil, half a catty of meat, and 2 liang of sesame oil per month. That's all she gets. If she wants to buy more, she has to go to the black market or try to buy grain at the rural market. Maybe there will be some, but definitely not much. Generally, it will be gone in a second once it's put out. It's very difficult to buy any.

Therefore, in those days, when people visited each other's homes, they didn't usually eat. Even if someone was hosting a dinner party, people would bring their own staple food, or some meat, cigarettes, or alcohol, so as not to put the host in a difficult position.