I Lived with the Villain in the 70s

Chapter 2

Indeed, Lin Xiaoyue started working on her first night as a wife.

When she finished feeding Yan Yang, there was no more food on the table.

Lin Xiaoyue ate two yellow buns and chewed dryly, almost never choking herself to death again.

After the meal, she brushed the dishes and chopsticks.

Before, Wang Xiuying used to clean the dishes, but now that she is here, Wang Xiuying waved her hand.

Lin Xiaoyue was raised by her family in her previous life. Because of her good academic performance, she was intensively raised as a good student at home.

As a result, in this era of poor peasants, and with such an identity background, she feels aggrieved.

But after another thought, I felt that I was lucky.

After all, she died suddenly at the desk because she stayed up late to endorse, so she is still alive now, it can be considered a small life.

They come, the security.

Just stay alive.

Lin Xiaoyue told herself in her heart: In this life, she must live comfortably and never hurt her health for anything!

Lin Xiaoyue finished washing the bowl and came out. The sky was completely dark and there was no one in the yard.

Because it was autumn, the yard was rustling with autumn wind, and Lin Xiaoyue, who was dressed in thin clothes, walked through the yard, shivering with the cool breeze.

She quickly hugged her arms, speeded up and ran into the small side house.

The small house is the wedding room between her and Yan Yang.

A kerosene lamp was lit in the room, and Yan Yang was reading under the covers.

After Lin Xiaoyue entered the door, he wrapped the quilt and immediately retracted to the corner of the bed.

The indifference and alienation came out of those bright black eyes, warning her not to come close.

“Hello there.”

Lin Xiaoyue nodded to him and gradually approached him.

Seeing her coming, Yan Yang wrapped the quilt tighter, wrapping himself tightly, his face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

Seeing what came out of his eyes, Lin Xiaoyue’s mind was aroused—the second personality came out!

Yan Yang’s second personality is a man of normal age.

Originally the second personality should be the master personality, but the second personality is depressed and doesn’t like to communicate with others. Therefore, the master personality was handed over to a 6-year-old child, and the second personality only came out at night.

This is all written in the book.

Lin Xiaoyue remembered that the heroine Bai Xiaochun in the book met Yan Yang’s second personality one night.

At that time, Yan Yang was being bullied, and the heroine Bai Xiaochun gave care and help.

Therefore, Yan Yang’s second personality admires Bai Xiaochun. Often carrying the night, quietly go to Bai Xiaochun. Even the most violent third personality showed love to Bai Xiaochun.

Lin Xiaoyue, who knows all the plots, thought: What do you want a heroine, in the future, take care of and care about the second personality, leave it to her!

“Hello.”

Lin Xiaoyue tried her best to open a pure and sweet smile, approaching Yan Yang.

“do not come.”

Yan Yang’s voice was slightly cold, and those cold eyes fell on her, which could draw a sense of distance between the two.

“I won’t touch you, I will chat with you, okay?”

Lin Xiaoyue sat on the bed and saw a high school math book on the bed. She asked, “Are you reading a high school book? Do you want to take the college entrance examination?”

October 1977 was the day when the college entrance examination was resumed.

And now it is early November, and Lin Xiaoyue guessed that it was probably the heroine Bai Xiaochun who wanted to take the college entrance examination, so he started to prepare too.

It seems that she came at a bad time. He has already been in contact with Bai Xiaochun. I wonder if he is in love?

“How much can you understand this book?”

Lin Xiaoyue turned over the math book for the college entrance examination in 1977, and the formulas in it should not be too simple!

“I know all of these, shall I teach you?”

Lifting her eyes, she looked at Yan Yang.

Yan Yang, who has a depressive personality, has a tight face, and he is separated from her and is unwilling to communicate with her.

“I am your daughter-in-law, our husband and wife are one.”

In order to win his trust, Lin Xiaoyue smirked professionally and spoke against his will.

And then…

Yan Yang Feifan ignored her, but turned around and lay down with his back to her.

Really depressive!

How to turn the iceberg if they refuse to communicate?

“Am I sleeping next to you?”

Lin Xiaoyue picked up the math book, moved her buttocks towards him, and sat behind him.

Yan Yang still ignored her.

Lin Xiaoyue sighed and put the kerosene lamp on the bedside, and she lay down too.

The atmosphere was indifferent for a minute, like a frost on the twelfth lunar month…

Lin Xiaoyue began to pull the quilt, “Give me some quilt, I’m cold.”

Depressed Yan Yang was unwilling to give it to her at first, resisted her a lot, and finally gave it to her.

He didn’t want to, curled up and lay on the corner of the bed.

From the angle of his back to her, a bit of displeasure rose between his eyebrows.

Lin Xiaoyue comfortably covered half of the quilt and left half for him, “How should I call you? Husband or husband?”

Lin Xiaoyue didn’t know what the other half was called in this era.

“Forget it, I’ll just call you Xiaoyang.”

Lin Xiaoyue faced the back of Yan Yang’s head and said, “I’m not used to it. I will recite English before going to bed, don’t you mind?”

Yan Yang’s eyes moved slightly with his back to her…

“I’ll recite English words casually.”

Lin Xiaoyue deliberately said: “power, p-o-w-e-r, the word means: ability, power.”

It’s flattering him.

Lin Xiaoyue deliberately read it out, deliberately to him.

Depressed Yan Yang was silent, but his ears were paying close attention, silently jot down the words she said.

Lin Xiaoyue memorized 10 words casually, then closed her eyes, “Sleep!”

Yan Yang: “…”

Is this the end?

After a while, Yan Yang quietly turned around, her black pupils condensed on her sleeping little face.

It’s his wife.

Unexpectedly, he, who is so severely disabled, could have a daughter-in-law…

She doesn’t seem to dislike him too much.

Yan Yang pursed his lips quietly.

Late at night, Lin Xiaoyue had a dream.

In the dream, she was in the 21st century, in her study.

She has a large study room with all kinds of books on the shelves.

There are also laptops that have accompanied her for several years, as well as the cup of coffee that was too late to finish drinking before her death, the instant noodles that were not made, and the express delivery in the corner.

Lin Xiaoyue found the chronology on the bookshelf: “The Seventy Rich Little Farmer’s Wife”.

It is this chronological essay that records the feelings of men and women who met and cherished each other, struggled with each other, and made a fortune in the 1970s.

In this essay, Lin Xiaoyue and Yan Yang are both cannon fodder.

In the early part of the book, Lin Xiaoyue was dealt with by the blackened Yan Yang and gained the second half of her life with beggars.

Later, Yan Yang’s schizophrenia became a key method for the male protagonist to deal with him.

Under the design of the male protagonist, Yan Yang’s second personality and third personality were successively erased. In the end, the personality of a 6-year-old child was left behind, and he was admitted to a mental hospital.

In the dream, Lin Xiaoyue opened the book and sat down to read it again.

…

Early the next morning, Lin Xiaoyue was awakened by a loud voice.

“Get up! Lin Xiaoyue!”

Wang Xiuying’s voice came from outside the house, and Lin Xiaoyue was about to get up with anger.

“very noisy.”

Lin Xiaoyue sat up with sleepy eyes, “Get up!”

“I was so lazy when I first came here! Lin Xiaoyue! Get up!”

Wang Xiuying was patting the door, and her voice was more fierce than before.

Lin Xiaoyue sighed and got out of bed. When she was about to put on her shoes, she found that there was something in her hand.

Looking down, Lin Xiaoyue saw that what she was holding in her hand was the “Seventy Rich Little Peasant Wife” she had read in her dream.

Lin Xiaoyue was shocked!

She thought it was just reading in a dream, but she didn’t expect that when she woke up, this thing appeared in her hands!

It’s strange…

Lin Xiaoyue couldn’t help wondering whether it was her world in the book or the book in her world?

“Lin Xiaoyue!”

Wang Xiuying’s fateful urging sound came.

“Put on, wait a minute.”

Lin Xiaoyue hurriedly got out of bed, looked around in this side room, and then got out of bed hurriedly and hid the book “Seventy Rich Little Peasant Wife” at the bottom of the closet.

This book is too modern to exist in this era, so it can’t be discovered by others.

After hiding the book, Lin Xiaoyue went out with peace of mind. Before leaving, she looked back at Yan Yang, who was still asleep, and gritted her teeth bitterly.

I’m jealous…

In the morning, Wang Xiuying took Lin Xiaoyue to the police station to register her household registration, and went to the village branch to find the captain to put her name under the name of Yan’s family.

In this way, after Lin Xiaoyue went to work in the afternoon, the work points he got were counted as those of the Yan family.

Wang Xiuying talked a lot with Lin Xiaoyue on the road.

She first warned Lin Xiaoyue that she was now a member of the Yan family, and her family did not accept her and told her to die and go home…

After that, she told Lin Xiaoyue about Yan Yang’s situation, how to take care of Yan Yang, and the few rooms of the Yan family who lived in that house.

The old lady and grandfather of the Yan family are still alive. Below, the Yan family also has three sons and two married daughters.

Yan Yang’s father, Yan Dayong is the third child of the family.

There are two people in the Yan family, Dafang Yan Dajun and the old lady above. In addition, there is the second room, Yan Dalin.

Yan Yang’s generation, Yan Yang is the first to get married.

Because his mental condition is a burden, and he can’t earn work points for the family at all, so finding him a woman also reduces the burden on the family.

When Wang Xiuying told Lin Xiaoyue these times, her face was haggard.

Seeing her, Lin Xiaoyue put her heart to heart, and she accepted this mother-in-law.

In the era of poor peasants before the reform and opening up, everyone was helpless under the pressure of poverty.

Lin Xiaoyue thought to herself that life will be better after the reform and opening up. Reform and opening up is a hurdle, and society will be able to progress after the past.

But before that, she still has to live a little better. Some things can be saved, such as taking care of Yan Yang to eat, take a bath, wash hands, wash face…

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to teach him to do these things by himself?

After completing the formalities in the morning, Lin Xiaoyue and Wang Xiuying returned home, only to find that Yan Yang was not there.

Wang Xiuying was about to prepare lunch, so she asked Lin Xiaoyue to go out to find Yan Yang.

Lin Xiaoyue, who has read the book, knows that silly Yanyang likes to run to school during the day.

So, she went to the school directly.

…

There is a very rudimentary school in Shangyan Village with only one classroom. The educated youth teacher only teaches the children in the village to read.

Yan Yang likes to run to school, waiting for the students to finish class, and someone will play with him.

After all, the master character is a 6-year-old child.

Finally waiting for the school break, Yan Yang stood up happily, looking at the pupa classmates in the classroom with bright black eyes, with an innocent smile on his face.

At this time, the nine-year-old Wang Xiaosheng pointed at Yan Yang and shouted, “Hey, that fool is here again!”

Under the leadership of the nine-year-old boy, several boys of the same age also saw Yan Yang and sneered, “Haha, the idiot is here again!”

“Go find a fool to play!”

“go!”

Four or five boys rushed to Yan Yang and surrounded him, “Fool, do you have food today?”

Yan Yang shook his head, “Mom didn’t do it.”

“Forget it, let’s play horse riding!”

Wang Xiaosheng patted Yan Yang on the shoulder, “Come down and play horse riding! Let me first!”

“But, I don’t want to play horse riding. I want to play other things with you…” Yan Yang weakly.

Wang Xiaosheng pointed at him: “You have to listen to us, so we will play with you. Otherwise, no one will play with you fool! Hurry down!”

“Oh…”

Yan Yang obediently leaned down and asked Wang Xiaosheng to ride on his back, on all fours, to ride like a horse.

Sitting on his back, Wang Xiaosheng made a “driving” spur, “Hurry up, Malaysia!”

“Wang Xiaosheng, I want to play too!” Wang Dasheng on the side said.

“I also want!”

Several boys booed one after another.

Wang Xiaosheng waved to Wang Dasheng, “Dasheng come over and sit together, two of us at a time. Wait until the end of the circle, and then change!”

Wang Xiao’s life is like a little leader, and he arranges everyone.

Wang Dasheng also sat on Yan Yang’s back.

Yan Yang is an adult’s skeleton, supporting the weight of two children.

“I’m so tired…”

But after climbing half a circle, Yan Yang’s forehead sweated, “I don’t want to play horse riding…”

Wang Xiaosheng ignored him and continued to laugh and shout, “Drive! Drive!”

“Hey! What are you doing!”

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyue who rushed over saw this scene…