As soon as she opened her eyes, Xia Lan was bewildered by a loess house and a strong and rough man. She found herself back in the 1970s, and was assigned a simple and honest husband who would blush when teased. Especially this man is both civil and martial, he can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, do housework, and beat up gangsters. But why is this husband different from what she imagined? Why did the rough man who was supposed to be honest and blushing suddenly become the boss behind the black market? Who is this cold, black-bellied, and more sultry handsome guy than the domineering president? Oh, she was deceived, he is clearly a white-cut black. Turn around and pick up the bag to leave. "Dare to leave, break your legs? Do you want to think about it again?" This damn man actually dared to threaten her, would she, Xia Duidui, be afraid of having her legs broken? Tsk! Staring, akimbo, the momentum must not lose. "Who said I was leaving? I just thought this bag looked good, so I decided to try it on my back."