Traveling through the daily life of the 1970s

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"Lin Lin, we are here to pay New Year's greetings. You, kid, didn't even come back to visit us during the New Year. Huihui and Pengpeng at home miss you so much and keep asking you when you will buy them candies..." Li Tingzhen saw that after the door opened, she squeezed in from the gap beside her, and Lin Lin was forced to stand sideways.

She looked at the Lin family now, and didn't know how to face them. They gave her a home when she just crossed over, but when she wanted to treat them as her real family, they sounded the alarm again.

"Lin Lin", this Lin family, when she was still a member of the Lin family, the Lin family didn't mind giving her food and clothing, and giving her love, but when she got married, she was already separated from the Lin family by a layer.

When there is something to gain from "Lin Lin", they will try to transfer her value to their son. After all, in their minds, their son will take care of them in their old age, and their daughter is already someone else's.

Lin Lin has let it go. After traveling to this "Lin Lin", she will take on the responsibilities of her original body, but she will only do what she should do, and don't expect anything else.

"Lin Lin, I'm not saying anything bad about you. We are a family, so why did you remember to come here for that little thing? Don't you know that if you don't come back for the New Year this year, everyone in the village will say what you are..." The Lin family went directly to the living room, found a chair to sit down, and started to peel the melon seeds on the table.

Linlin was a little impatient when she heard them blaming her for not going back to see them during the Chinese New Year.

"What on earth are you doing here today?" Linlin asked directly without beating around the bush.

"If it's still about that job, I'll just say it straight. My job..."

"I'm going to let her quit her job after one more year and sell it for money." Qin Zeyang came down the stairs and interrupted Linlin.

"Sold it? Why sell it?" The Lin family members exclaimed, and Li Tingzhen's voice was almost broken.

"I spent more than 800 yuan to buy this small courtyard, and now I still owe more than 500 yuan. If Lin Lin works for another year, she can save more than 200 yuan, and then sell it for more than 300 yuan when she gets a job. Isn't this just right?" Qin Zeyang's thrifty look made Lin Lin want to hit him. She didn't expect that her man had such a side. He could be an actor in modern times.

"She sold her job to buy a house? Then what do you do? Don't you also have a salary? What will Lin Lin do in the future?" Lin's mother, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.

"I have a job, so I will use my money for daily expenses. After a year, she will also be pregnant, and then she will stay at home to take care of the child for me. How easy it is." That look is more like the face of a cold and ruthless businessman.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I'll pay you back after Lin Lin sells her job. You've got a good plan. Lin Lin, you heard it, right? If you give your job to your brother, you still have a guarantee. If you sell it, you'll have nothing." Lin's father said at this time.

"I think it's good to sell it. Maybe there will be some left to buy milk powder for my future son. I only need to look after the child, and I don't have to work. Someone will support me. What a good life." Lin Lin certainly couldn't tear down his platform.

"You...are you stupid? If you lose your job, you'll have no money. You'll have to look at his face to get money in the future. Look at him like this, can he be trusted?" Lin's mother said beside him, with a somewhat unhappy face.