Chapter 1

[Expected marriage period: 5 years or less]

[Requirements: The man can cook and give birth to children, height matching, education level equivalent]

[Personality...]

Hongguo, who had no expectations for love, tore up the "Marriage Application Form" in her hand. This was written before the end of the world in response to the call of the country.

Its no longer useful now.

Hongguo stood against the wall, holding the sniper rifle tightly with both hands and staring at the surging phantoms outside. In her dark eyes, there was only despair and indifference.

She wanted those zombies to be buried with her even if she died.

Boom!

...

There was a quarrel outside the window. People could be heard but it was unclear what they were arguing about. There was anger, grievance, and sudden sharp shouts in the voices...

Hongguo felt a sense of security in her ears, as if she was out of the matter.

She wrapped herself tightly in a thin blue plaid blanket with a light fragrance on a white background, and turned around contentedly.

She was lucky to be in a book.

This was a period novel that she had flipped through during the boring years when she was trapped in the library.

She had read two novels written by the unknown author. Out of professional interest, Hongguo preferred another surreal mystery novel, "Looking for the Lost Eyes".

The book she traveled through was so mediocre that Hongguo could not remember the title at all. She only remembered that the female supporting role, Li Hongguo, who had the same name as her, was the male protagonists cannon fodder ex-girlfriend.

Li Hongguos mother risked losing her iron rice bowl due to violating the family planning policy, and gave birth to a second child at an advanced age, but died of dystocia.

After her mother left, the family paid the fine for having more children than allowed, but still could not keep her fathers job. They finally waited until the original body graduated from high school and worked in a rice noodle factory. The days of financial difficulties were not far away. As a result, her father got liver cancer last year and passed away after enduring for more than half a year.

All that was left to the original body were a pile of debts and an old man and a child.

The male protagonist Li Zhenglu cheated on the factory directors daughter under the pressure of money, and he called it love.

Just last night, an autumn night in 1990, Li Zhenglu broke up with the original owner. After a heart-wrenching quarrel, Li Zhenglu tried his best to cover up the fact that he had cheated a long time ago, and put all the responsibility on the original owner. He said that he could not pay off her familys debts and could not support her little brother who was just in kindergarten.

The cannon fodder female supporting role jumped into the well and committed suicide with her little brother in despair.

Li Hongguo in the original book died cleanly, and eventually became a dark and obscure lesion in the male protagonists heart that could not be touched, and could not be cured for a long time.

They are all sick.

To die with an innocent brother for a selfish man is even more sick.

So Hongguo did not refute the angry abuse of the original owners grandmother.

She could understand and had no position to refute.

How wonderful it is to live well in a peaceful and prosperous world, why die so aggrieved?

In the original book, Grandma Hongguo died a few days later due to excessive stimulation. The whole family was wiped out by the shameless author.

She pulled the quilt, her stomach growled, and she only drank a bowl of porridge after she came over.

She simply got up to find something to eat. The kitchen was opposite her room. Grandma Hongguo was tired of scolding and was sitting at the kitchen door smoking a hookah, while her brother was playing with pebbles in the yard.

There were leftover sweet potatoes from lunch in the pot. Hongguo grabbed one and ate it in a big mouthful. It was powdery, glutinous, fragrant and sweet. She had been eating compressed biscuits and rice paste made from artificial flour for half a year. Now even if she was given a garlic, it would be a delicacy in the world.

Grandma squinted at her, watching her granddaughter, who was usually quite quiet, eating sweet potatoes without peeling them. She thought she was stimulated and her temperament changed drastically. The corners of her mouth moved, and she finally held back from scolding, but the dislike and even disgust in her eyes could not be concealed.

Although grandma had studied for a few years, she was very patriarchal and usually very cold to the original body. Hongguo ate sweet potatoes happily. Under someone elses roof, she couldnt care about the old ladys attitude.

Someone came in at the door.

"Hongguo! Are you okay?"

The woman who came in was about 30 years old, holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand.

"I stewed an old hen and served you a bowl."

Hongguo recognized that this was Shuns wife who lived in the west room.

Her husband Anshun helped a lot when she rescued her and her brother from the well today.

This was considered a lifesaver, but Grandma Hongguo was not very enthusiastic and just declined, saying, "You can keep it for yourself."

"Why are you being polite? It is said that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Fortunately, Anshun is at home today, otherwise something bad would have happened." After praising herself, Sister Shun walked straight to Hongguo without waiting for the hosts response, "Come on, Hongguo, drink some chicken soup while its hot."

Hongguo took the big bowl. There were wild mushrooms in the chicken soup, and the fragrance was overflowing...

"Thank you." This was the first sentence Hongguo said after crossing. Thank you for this beautiful world.

"Oh, why are you being polite? Drink it quickly."

Hongguo turned around and went to the kitchen to find a spoon to scoop a spoonful. He tasted it carefully. The taste was amazing, so fresh and fragrant that it could not be described in words.

"Is it delicious?" Shun Sao stood at the kitchen door waiting for Hongguo to clear a bowl for her. She smiled and said, "Its rare for us to drink old hen stewed with mushrooms."

There was another sound of pots and bowls being smashed outside. Shun Sao glanced at the door and lowered her voice: "She was slapped several times and her face was swollen."

Hongguo understood that the one who was slapped was Zeng Yuning, the heroine of the original book. The one who slapped her was naturally her father, the director of the Yuheng Town Rice Noodle Factory. The big noise outside just now came from Zengs family.

"Her grandmother is still protecting her. To put it bluntly, she is the third party! Shameless!" Shun Sao said indignantly.

Grandma Hongguo snorted coldly and said nothing. She put the water pipe against the wall and took the bamboo winnowing machine next to her to continue peeling peanuts.

It is not a glorious thing for her granddaughter to pull her brother to commit suicide. Grandma Hongguo didnt want to say more, so Shun Sao tactfully changed the subject and talked about something else.

"Anshun is taking a break these two days. He said that your well has too much moss and water plants. He will go down to help you clean it up when he is free."

"Now that we have running water, the old well will be filled up sooner or later. It doesnt matter if there are too many water plants at the bottom of the well." Grandma Hongguo didnt seem to want to trouble her neighbors.

After hearing this, Shuns wife squatted down to help peel peanuts, "Aunt Cui, I want to discuss something with you. If the well is really not used, your firewood room will be empty. Can you sell it to us?"

The old well of the Li family is in the firewood room.

Grandma Hongguo stopped her work, looked up at Shuns wife, and waited for her to continue. This was the first time that the old lady looked at Shuns wife straight in the eyes since she came in.

"My childs uncle is coming back, and our house is not big enough. The location of the firewood room is just right for us to build a small room. You dont have to fill the well, we can fill it ourselves."

Grandma Hongguo asked doubtfully: "Didnt you get the collective housing from the factory?"

"We have to wait until next year or the year after to move in. When we move out, this place will be left to their uncle."

"How do you plan to buy it?"

Obviously, Shuns wife came prepared. "Last year, my sisters family in Laowei Street gave a piece of vacant land to the neighbor and received 650 yuan from the other party. Her vacant land is 20 square meters, which is much larger than your firewood room. Look, can I give 600?"

The price is okay, but Grandma Hongguo did not agree, just said that she would discuss it with her daughter.

Not long after, Hongguos aunt Li Xiaoqing came back, holding a bag of dead fish bought on the road, and she caught Hongguo and scolded her as soon as she came in!

"If you want to die, find a tree on the hill behind and hang yourself. Ill collect your body! If you want to die, die by yourself. Whats the point of dragging Yuanbao with you? You are such a heartless person! You dragged your brother into the well just for a man. How could our Li family produce such a coward!"

Hongguo completely blocked out the insults. She looked at the fish her aunt brought to the pond and thought about how to kill it.

She had killed zombies and enemies, but never fish.

Li Xiaoqing glanced at her niece and saw how clumsy she was holding a knife. She said with a little disdain: "Use scissors to kill it. Are you standing there thinking about embroidery?"

Do!

Hongguo chopped off the head of the fish on the chopping board with one knife! The gesture was steady, accurate and ruthless!

Li Xiaoqing was stunned, and when she came to her senses, she cursed again: "How can you kill fish like this!"

Hongguo glanced at her aunt, and because she didnt control her eyes for a moment, her eyes were cold and frightening. Li Xiaoqing shivered and said after a while: "Are you glaring at me?"

Hongguo quickly glanced at her, and almost exposed herself.

Perhaps she was still frightened by her nieces eyes just now, Li Xiaoqing didnt continue to curse. Because of years of hard work and unhappy family life, Li Xiaoqing already had a lot of white hair. She poured herself a glass of boiled water and asked her mother softly: "What is that shrew doing here?"

"She wants to buy our firewood room to build a house, and she is willing to pay 600." Grandma Hongguo put the peeled peanuts on the table, got up and kicked the trash can full of peanut shells behind the door.

"What about the well?"

"It was filled. They filled it."

"Chen Zicheng is nagging me about the 500 yuan I borrowed from my brother at the beginning of the year. He needs money to arrange for his job transfer, and my sister has been admitted to a technical secondary school, so she also needs money..."

Grandma Hongguo understands her daughters difficulties. Life is really too difficult.

"Laoji still owes more than 10,000 yuan in debt. He urged us to pay it back this month. Lets sell the firewood room and the house."

"Mom, you are confused. How can we sell this house?"

"There are too many ghosts."

"You are old and confused."

Grandma Hongguo paused, and then muttered: "Many people died in this house."

"Mom, you are talking nonsense again! Lets think of other ways."

"What other ways are there? You are not that capable."

Li Xiaoqing was not angry at being slandered by her mother, but just lowered her voice: "Chen Zichengs mute niece was introduced to a marriage and took so much betrothal gifts..." As she said that, she stretched out a hand, "Isnt Hongguos appearance more valuable than that little mute?"

Suddenly, there was a heart-wrenching cry from the outside, crying and screaming.

Hongguo stopped the scissors in her hand, looked out vigilantly, and heard the cry, and suddenly realized something.

The heroine Zeng Yuning committed suicide.