Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

Chapter 1: Traveling with the Space Soul

"...You are an unwanted, worthless, dead girl. I am so unlucky to marry your father who died early and give birth to an ungrateful person like you. I asked you to go to the countryside, but you dared to fight with your grandmother. I hit you. If you want to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, just go and die if you have the guts. You are such a lowly thing, bah."

The vulgar curses finally disappeared with the sound of the door closing.

Yang Qingdai opened her eyes despite the tearing pain all over her body, but she was overwhelmed by dizziness and retching. She could only continue to close her eyes and lie down, trying to relieve the discomfort from inside to outside.

If you can still feel pain, it means that the self-destruction was not successful and you are not dead yet. You just don't know who will take your life next.

Yang Qingdai sighed helplessly. She had been relying on the damn apocalypse of space to survive for five years, and she was still being targeted by the base. They threatened and bribed her to hand over the space crystal to no avail. When she was not prepared, they placed a large amount of supernatural inhibitors in her place, cut her tendons, and threw her to the evil wolf team who had green eyes when they saw women. When Li Qinghong, who betrayed her, came to humiliate her, they dragged her to self-destruct...

Alas, he didn't die at the hands of zombies, but at the hands of the so-called good-guy temporary teammates. How fucking tragic.

Hiss, just as I was thinking about it, a more severe headache came over me, and many memories that did not belong to me appeared in my mind. It was as if I was standing in the perspective of God, watching everything that happened, and it seemed as if all this had happened to me.

She originally had a warm family. Although her mother often ignored her, her father loved her very much. Both houses were registered under her name. When her father was still alive, he would buy her all kinds of snacks after get off work. He also bought milk powder and sesame paste for her family. He would take her to the department store, zoo or park whenever he had a holiday.

The mother would always hide aside with a lack of interest, staring at the father and daughter with a sinister look from time to time.

From the original owner's perspective, that look simply meant that her mother favored boys over girls and didn't like her; but from Yang Qingdai's God's perspective, that look was clearly filled with conspiracy.

Later, my father discovered that someone in the factory had stolen data and sold it to enemy spies, and he sacrificed himself in order to get the data back.

From then on, the warm and happy days of the past no longer existed.

Especially after her mother remarried, her stepfather moved into the small Western-style house left to her by her grandfather with his whole family. He also wanted to help her drop out of school and stay at home to become a free maid for the whole family.

Fortunately, she had been practicing martial arts with her father since she was a child. She would pick up the stick she used for practice and beat her stepfather and his burden until they screamed and their faces were covered with blood. She also threatened them cruelly that if they dared to target her again, she would not beat them with the stick but would chop them with a knife.

From then on, her own mother cursed her every day, saying that she was an ungrateful woman and a slut who lost money and shouldn't go to school or live in a small western-style house. Her words implied that she should transfer the inheritance registered under her name and the two small western-style houses bought in her name to her, the mother.

It was also from this time that rumors spread all over the streets that Yang Qingdai was an ungrateful, unfilial, rude, and would beat people at any time.

But most people don't believe it. After all, these days, not only stepmothers are ugly, but stepfathers are also ugly, especially those who move into their stepdaughter's house with their whole family and want to show off by making their stepdaughter serve his whole family. It is even more disgusting and annoying.

Thanks to her "violent suppression", she was able to keep the monthly child support from the factory and the candies and canned food sent to her by her father's friends, otherwise they would have been completely looted by the short-sighted burdens brought by her stepfather.

Otherwise, you will be like some children with stepmothers and stepfathers, starving to the point of skin and bones, and becoming free servants.

She was so angry that her own mother actually signed her up to go to the countryside for a job, and specifically asked her to go to the northernmost province of Heilongjiang. She had a quarrel with her stepfather and several other children, and they even hit her from behind with a stick when she was not prepared, hitting her hard on the back of the head, and scolded her. Then they left her bleeding on the ground and took her stepfather and his family to visit relatives in the next city.

Tsk, how miserable, so miserable, living a life worse than that of an orphan like me. No, this seems to be happening to me.

Yang Qingdai endured the pain and dizziness and suddenly opened her eyes, and the decoration style of the 1970s and 1980s came into view.

When she raised her hands, she found that her hands, which were full of calluses and scars, had become white, tender and slender. She was wearing a white shirt stained with blood, a red and black plaid skirt, and a pair of small leather shoes on her feet.

Is this a soul traveling through time?

There was a burning pain at the back of my head. I raised my hand and felt something sticky, warm and wet. I looked carefully:

Shit, he was shot in the head.

As expected, she died after all, and couldn't help wondering in her heart: Which kind-hearted god saw that she was "frustrated" in her previous life and let her soul be reincarnated into the body of this violent daughter who had the same name and surname as her and looked 80% as violent as her?

Her space!!!

Not caring about the back of her head which was still bleeding, Yang Qingdai used her consciousness to check. Fortunately, her rural space and the supplies in the space could not help but come with her.

The space has also undergone earth-shaking changes: the original land of only 20 mu is now nearly 100 mu, with a lush green mountain that stretches as far as the eye can see, a small stream of more than 40 centimeters wide has become a stream of more than two meters wide, a few red brick bungalows have become garden villas of more than 500 square meters, and there is a hot spring with white smoke coming out of the back of the villa...

Yang Qingdai took a quick look and then lost consciousness.

I have to retreat. The back of my head is still bleeding. If I don't stop the bleeding quickly, I'm going to die again.

He struggled to get up, went out relying on his original body's memory, stumbled to the small clinic, faced the doctor's angry look, played dumb and let him bandage his wound, took out the only five cents in his pocket, put it on the table, and went home without saying a word.

Looking at the silent figure leaving, the doctor sighed helplessly and shook his head.

The small western-style building was still quiet with only one person in it. Yang Qingdai was lying on the big bed in the original owner's room on the third floor. The bedroom was more than 20 square meters and had a small balcony, which was bright and transparent.

Silk satin quilts, exquisite dressing tables, small table lamps, a whole row of wardrobes, and various small leather bags and backpacks neatly arranged.

It can be seen that the original owner's father really treated the original owner as his own eye and loved him with all his heart.

Although he sneered at the original owner's desire for maternal love and her frequent crying in bed, he hated her biological mother's cold-bloodedness even more. In order to please her stepfather's family, she even planned to use shameless and despicable means to force her to marry an old man older than her father when she turned 18.

Yang Qingdai clicked her tongue and shook her head.

He either curses or uses cold violence against his own children, and is often in a bad mood; but as for the four children brought by his stepfather, he holds them in his hands for fear of dropping them, and holds them in his mouth for fear of them melting. He takes them to restaurants and state-owned restaurants every few days, and takes them out to play during holidays.

This time, she killed her own daughter for a job in the office reserved for the children of martyrs in the shipyard. Tsk, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, this mother is really worse than a beast.

"Wait, I will definitely avenge you before I leave." Yang Qingdai murmured.

Shaking his head, he shook off the sadness that suddenly surged in his heart. With a change of mind, he was already in front of the hot spring instructions in the back mountain of the space:

The magical hot spring has the effects of beautifying the skin, removing old scars, and strengthening the body.

“This farm space is so sweet.”

Yang Qingdai was feeling very happy, and just as she couldn't wait to jump into the hot spring, her internal organs began to beat in unison, and the foot that had stepped into the hot spring was forced to withdraw.

Only then did she remember with regret that the original owner had only rice porridge and pickles for breakfast. When she woke up, she glanced at the clock in the living room and it was a little after three in the afternoon, not to mention that she had lost so much blood.

It’s better to fill your stomach first, replenish your energy and blood before taking a hot spring bath.

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