When Bai Luzhu regained consciousness, she was lying in the room before her wedding.

In the corner of the wall stood a brand new six-door wardrobe with full-length mirrors and carved patterns. The mirror surface was engraved with bamboo leaves, which was a fashionable design that had just appeared in the mid-to-late 1970s.

When she and He Qishen had just been engaged, her parents spent 1,200 yuan to

get the dowry. She still remembered that her uncle's family had tortured her father for half a month because of this fragrant nanmu cabinet.

When she thought of He Qishen, she instantly saw him chasing her and jumping off the roof, trying to reach out to her with bloodshot eyes, and she couldn't help but feel stuffy in her heart.

She had been tormented for half a lifetime, dragging down her husband's future, her daughter ran away from home with hatred at the age of fifteen, and she had been rushing to catch trains for years, which made her sick. In the end, she suffered from severe depression and jumped off the building while pregnant with her son.

Hearing footsteps outside, Bai Luzhu shook her mind and confirmed that she was really reborn.

She sat up carefully wrapped in a floral quilt and leaned against the head of the bed.

A girl with a braid tied with a red rope and a pair of almond eyes pushed the door open and smiled: "Luzhu, are you awake? I stepped lightly on purpose."

I thought that I was unlucky in my previous life and was unlucky in everything I did. When I was emotionally out of control, I even blamed my husband and parents.

After death, I found out that the culprit was actually my cousin Bai Zhenzhu.

This world is a sweet story called "Spoiled and Sweet Wife for a Prosperous Husband". The heroine is Bai Zhenzhu, and I am her control group.

Bai Zhenzhu is the third daughter of my uncle. They were born in the same year and month and have the same name.

The difference is that my uncle's family has many children and favors boys over girls. After finishing junior high school, she took several recruitment exams but failed. She is currently making matchboxes on the street. She is an only child and has excellent grades since she was a child. She was selected into the art troupe in high school and was loved by her parents.

Bai Zhenzhu awakened her memory at the age of 20 and was equipped with a prosperous husband luck system. This system needs to absorb her natural luck value in order to convert it into prosperous husband luck. The way is to frame her for bad luck.

The more unlucky she is, the more prosperous Bai Zhenzhu will be for her husband. This was the case in her previous life

. A classic saying that has spread all over the country: [Marry Zhen instead of Lu] is enough to show the lives of the two.

"I took your medicine from Master Liu's house on the way." Bai Zhenzhu raised the hemp paper medicine bag in her hand, walked in and put it on the desk, glanced at the row of wardrobes in the corner, her eyes changed, and then she lowered her eyelids to cover her thoughts.

Although they are both girls, the second uncle and the second aunt treat Luzhu like a treasure. They give her rice, flour, meat buns, and even malted milk every now and then. No other girl in this street can be as happy as her.

The big wardrobe worth 1,200 yuan was bought without blinking an eye. After all, she is her own daughter, and she is extremely partial to her.

If this money is given to her family, at least she can get 200 or 300 yuan to take to the countryside.

"Second aunt is busy at work, I will help you make the medicine in the evening. Don't be squeamish and complain about the bitterness. Drink it early so that your foot can heal sooner."

"Thank you for your hard work, third sister. Go and make the medicine now."

Bai Zhenzhu choked, and the rest of the words were stuck in her throat. She had been planning to continue saying that it was hard to make medicine in winter, and she would not have the opportunity to do so in the future when she went to the countryside. Her cousin had money, so she would definitely give some of it.

"What's wrong?" Luzhu looked over in confusion. "Now that the sun is warm, it's just right for boiling the medicine. There's no sun at night and the temperature will drop and it must be very cold. Third sister, I'm thinking of you as well."

Bai Zhenzhu curled the corner of her mouth. "You're lying in bed and don't know. There's no sun today and it's windy outside..."

"That's even better. Chinese medicine has a strong smell and I feel uncomfortable with the smell. You go to the southeast corner outside the yard to boil it facing the northwest wind. Otherwise, I'd feel nauseous before you're done, and it would be a waste of your kindness."

Bai Luzhu patted her chest lightly and continued to smile. "Third sister, I know you treat me the best. When my parents get off work and see how hard you work, they will definitely praise you."

Bai Zhenzhu held her breath. The winter wasn't over yet, and she was so shameless to boil medicine for her in the northwest wind!

But thinking about how hard she worked when her uncle and aunt came home from work, and thinking about her going to the countryside, she must have expressed her feelings. She swallowed her anger, picked up the Chinese medicine bag, and couldn't help but half-sneered:

"There is no girl more delicate than you in Xiangyang County." She

has a delicate temper and looks even more delicate!

Her face is more beautiful than the peach blossoms in the yard in early spring, and her skin is snow-white that movie stars can't match. It's like the whiteness of foreign women in Soviet movies, but it's more tender than foreign women, and it's tender and pink.

This is all because of drinking milk since childhood. If she had awakened her memory earlier, such skin would belong to her, and she would be selected into the art troupe early, and be engaged to a famous family in the city. She must be the one envied by all the girls in the street.

Bai Zhenzhu couldn't help but have such thoughts in her heart, but then she thought about the future situation of the two of them, and her jealousy was dispersed a lot.

In the future, she will be the wife of a business empire envied by all women. When the time comes, she will ask her husband to invite the world's most amazing skin experts to customize unique skin care products for her from face to hands to the whole body!

Bai Luzhu smiled indifferently, first picked up the glass and drank a sip of water, then bent down to take out the iron bucket of biscuits and milk powder from the bedside table, and pinched a pinch of dry milk powder into her mouth. It

was full of milk flavor, the purest taste of memory. Take another bite of the biscuit and drink a sip of water, and you will feel a long-lost sense of happiness in your heart.

"Gulp."

The sound of swallowing saliva came from the side, and in a blink of an eye, I saw my cousin staring at the milk powder and biscuits, and urged: "Go quickly, drink it early so that my feet can get better early."

Bai Zhenzhu struggled to retract her eyes. Although her cousin did not respond today, unlike before when she took things out of her pocket to give them to her, every word touched her heart.

That's right, the sooner you make it and drink it, the sooner you will be unlucky!

The room fell into silence.

Dressing table, floral cotton sheets, soft cotton quilt, malted milk powder, iron bucket biscuits, peach candy... Everywhere you look, you can see the love of your parents.

Bai Zhenzhu felt a pulling pain in her heel, sniffed, hesitated to open the drawer of the bedside table, and saw a can of blood circulation and pain relief ointment.

This is the medicine given by the fixed heroine of the group, and she didn't dare to use it in her previous life.

Unscrewing the lid of the medicine jar, the pungent and strong smell of ointment instantly filled the whole bedroom. She dug out a piece and applied it to the back of her ankle to massage. The palm of her hand was hot and the ointment slowly melted.

When the pulling feeling improved, she lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the full-length mirror in the wardrobe.

Her face was not haggard, her waist and abdomen were not bloated, and she could see her flat figure even in pajamas. Her face was so delicate that you could pinch water out of it, and her ten fingertips were plump and pink. It was the most youthful time for a woman.

After giving birth to her daughter, she went to Shenzhen to do business without even leaving the confinement period. Although she was white and thin, her belly bulged during pregnancy and the fat circles formed after giving birth have never gone away. She changed into a white sweater, put on a camel coat, combed her hair smoothly without braiding it, took out a camel headband from the drawer of the dressing table and put it on, and couldn't wait to go out and take a look. The house has three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a small yard. There are long cabinets and square tables in the living room, and the chairs and stools are arranged in order of height, and they are tidy. There is a peach tree planted in the yard. The thick branches of the peach tree spread out to the east, which is a natural leg stretching pole. Every March, the peach blossoms bloom, and when the wind blows, the peach fragrance fills the yard, making her willing to stay outside in the cold to practice. "Cough cough cough

Bai Zhenzhu used a fire tong to fiddle with the honeycomb coal in one hand and a palm-leaf fan to fan the air in the other. She

had just finished lighting the coal stove and was choked by the thick smoke, so that her tears and snot were streaming. Then she saw her cousin, who was wearing a black leather bag and dressed fashionably at the door, like a cover girl from a magazine, and she became even more angry. It has

always been like this for so many years. She was so tired from pasting matchboxes every day that her arms and buttocks ached. She could make only a few hundred a day and could only make a few dollars a month.

If it weren't for the subsidy from her second uncle and second aunt, she couldn't afford a new piece of clothing all year round. As a dancer, Luzhu could get 35 yuan a month. She also received subsidies for performing outside. She could live comfortably without relying on her parents' salary and buy whatever she wanted.

It's true that they have different fates!

"Luzhu, why don't you lie down? Why do you get up? Can you walk with your feet?"

"Go out and move around."

Bai Luzhu lifted the collar of her sweater to cover her mouth and nose, walked past the coal stove, and walked towards the street outside.

"You are so hypocritical! No one is more delicate than you!" Seeing the person leave, Bai Zhenzhu fanned herself with a palm-leaf fan and cursed in a low voice, with a hint of envy in her curse.

There were no small vendors on the gray street, only state-owned red-letter shops. The inspiring slogans on the walls added color. A few bicycles passed by with their bells ringing, and the workers had proud and complacent looks on their faces.

"Hey, Luzhu?"

Two skinny girls came towards them. The tall one was Wang Zhaodi, who was one year older than her, and the short one was Wang Lai Di, who lived in the staff compound next door.

Her mother worked in a state-owned furniture factory like her mother, but because of their different positions, they lived in different places.

The age difference is not big, and they often played together when they were young. Bai Luzhu asked with a smile: "Zhao

Di, where are you going?" "I'm going to the textile factory to deliver flour to my uncle's house." Wang Zhaodi carried a basket and tilted it slightly to show her that there was a bag of flour inside, and a piece of meat was placed on the edge. "Luzhu, your coat is really beautiful, it looks even better on you."

Looking at the cotton jacket with a short sleeve on the other person, Bai Luzhu sighed slightly in her heart.

Perhaps her face revealed something, Wang Zhaodi found out, and her smile faded: "Luzhu, you have a good father, I don't count on it, now I'm waiting to get married."

Bai Luzhu smiled and nodded, without saying anything else, and passed by.

Her family background is a bit similar to Wang Zhaodi's. There are two brothers in the father's generation, and the father is the younger brother, and neither of them has a son.

There is another common point. The uncle's family has two sons. Their fathers are always instilled that if they can't give birth to a son, they should be good to their nephews, and give all the good food and things to their nephews, so that there will be someone to take care of them when they are old.

The difference is that Wang Zhaodi's father was successfully brainwashed. His two daughters were starved to death since childhood. All their rice, flour, and money were sent to their nephew's house. When they grew up, he forced his eldest daughter to give her job in the textile factory to her nephew.

Not long ago, he received a high bride price and married Zhaodi to a widower butcher, leaving the money for his second nephew to marry a wife.

Her uncle had hinted at such behavior for many years, but her father sneered and often subsidized her because his grandmother was raised there.

Once her interests were involved, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize her, and insisted that his daughter would never lose to his son, whether in career or retirement.

She stopped and looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, wearing a green military uniform, a blue cloth on his shoulders, his forehead covered with sweat in the middle of winter, gritting his teeth as he unloaded cargo one by one. Dewdrop's eyes were wet again.

Such a good father caused his spine to be pierced, and he did not provide for his old age and death

" I was wondering who could wear a coat so beautifully, it turned out to be Luzhu." The woman in white navy uniform grabbed her arm, and without waiting for an answer, she raised her voice again: "Old White, your daughter is here!"

As soon as the voice fell, three or four young men in green military uniforms stood up from behind the truck, looking out with excitement.

Her father put down the goods and ran out in a hurry. When he saw her, his smile became even brighter, "Why are you here instead of lying down at home?"

"Dad."

Luzhu came forward and gently brushed her father's shoulder, raising fine dust in the air.

After brushing twice, Bai Yueming moved his shoulders away, "No need to dust, the goods have not been unloaded yet, don't dirty your clothes."

"My daughter is so considerate." The woman couldn't help laughing and said, "Look at us young men, when Luzhu comes, no one has the heart to work properly."

Bai Yueming turned around and looked back, and all the people who were working hard stopped, "Stationmaster Zhu, I will let her go back immediately."

"No, that's not what I mean." Zhu Zhanhong waved at the truck, "Look at you useless people, if you don't work hard and waste time, you won't see Luzhu coming to the station in the future!"

This sentence brought back the young men's wandering thoughts, and they all buried their heads and continued to work.

"It's rare for Luzhu to come, there must be something going on. Lao Bai, you are a deputy stationmaster, you don't have to do this job, take your daughter inside and sit."

"Thank you, Stationmaster Zhu."

It's not that she hasn't been to the station before, but Zhu Zhanhong's attitude is not like this. She is mainly one of the matchmakers who facilitated her marriage, so she treats her father more and more affectionately after the engagement.

When they arrived at the office, her father did not ask what happened first, but asked about her health first: "How is your foot?"

"It's okay to walk slowly, but it will take some time before you can dance." Not long ago, she strained her Achilles tendon during a performance, and the troupe asked her to rest at home for a while. Bai

Yueming looked clear, raised his hand and reached into his shirt pocket, "Do you want to buy some cosmetics again?"

Bai Luzhu held her father's hand, "Dad, I have money. Today I will invite you and my mom to a state-owned restaurant to eat mutton vermicelli soup."

"State-owned restaurant?" Bai Yueming spoke casually, his mind on the banknotes in his hand. He flipped through them one by one, and finally found the hidden banknotes. He grinned happily and handed them to his daughter, "Here, your favorite Fangfang brand lipstick ticket, I exchanged it with your Aunt Qi for the meat ticket."

Bai Luzhu resisted the sourness rising from her nose, took the lipstick ticket, and smiled easily: "Dad, I'll order you an extra dish of your favorite braised pork elbow at the restaurant today."

"Okay, my daughter has money." Bai Yueming was even happier when he heard that. He took off the blue cloth on his shoulders and dusted off his whole body. "This load of goods has been unloaded almost. Let's go to your mother's place first. Mutton vermicelli soup is very rare. We have to line up early."

His mother, Ge Hui, was the sales director of a state-owned furniture factory. Refrigerators, televisions, and washing machines had not yet become popular. Furniture was the most important item for marriage at that time. Many people came to watch in advance every day, waiting to save up money to place an order.

Cabinets of similar styles were placed against the left wall, including a writing desk, a bookcase, a dressing table, a leather sofa, and a painted wooden coffee table. Beds were placed against the right wall. The bed in the most conspicuous position was covered with a bright red peony print bed sheet, and the two pillows were also covered with the most fashionable pillowcases. The woman

with hair cut straight, wearing a purple cotton jacket, delicately trimmed eyebrows, and a few crow's feet at the end of her eyes to add to her charm of years, was placing the quilt folded into tofu blocks at the end of the bed.

The sales model to stimulate consumption had been mastered by her mother at this time.

"Mom."

Ge Changhui turned around when she heard the voice and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Why did you come out? Are you going to delay your dad from work again?"

Seeing her father taking two steps back in guilt, Luzhu raised the corner of her mouth, "No, it's too boring to stay at home. Winter is almost over. I haven't tasted the mutton soup in the state-owned restaurant yet. I want to invite you and my dad to have a try."

"What restaurant to go to? I have too much money to burn. I won't go." Ge Changhui was not moved at all. She lowered her head to check her daughter's feet, "I just saw Master Liu walking by the door. I'll go to his house to see your feet later."

Bai Yueming whispered, "You are really, it's rare for a child to spend money, why are you refusing? In a few days, her salary will be spent, and you won't be able to eat it if you want to."

Ge Changhui glared, and Luzhu hurriedly said, "Mom has the final say, let's go to Master Liu's house first."

Unexpectedly, Master Liu came back early, which saved her the trouble of pretending to be nice to Bai Zhenzhu.

You need a prescription to get the medicine. The old Chinese doctor must have left some evidence. Today, you can directly remove a layer of Bai Zhenzhu's mask.

Bai Yueming smacked his lips a few times and muttered unwillingly, "The pork elbow is gone."

"Director, the guy who came to see the sofa the day before yesterday came to pay today."

A salesperson's voice came from behind, and Ge Changhui pointed outside the door, "You accompany your dad to the front street to get a haircut first, I'll come to find you after work."

Bai Yueming lifted his bangs that were blocking his eyes, "Your mom just doesn't understand fashion. Yesterday she said that if I kept my hair down, it would be like Qiangba in the old movie Serfs. I clearly grew my hair according to Li Sandai's hairstyle in Young Lu Ban, and he just made the cover of People's Movies."

Ge Changhui came back and happened to hear it, and said unhappily, "What Li Sandai? You grew your hair according to Qi Shen's hairstyle. Don't you look at how old you are? You compete with your son-in-law every day. You're just imitating the ugly duckling."

"Nonsense!" When it comes to He Qishen, Bai Yueming is not afraid to do it. "That boy is just a little taller, his eyes are bigger than mine, his nose is straighter than mine, and he is a little younger than me. If he wants to imitate others, he is the one who is imitating others. I am the real Xi Shi!" Ge

Changhui couldn't bear to watch it. Ever since her daughter found a partner, her husband loved to compete with her son-in-law. "Hurry up and help your dad shave his hair. If he doesn't shave, he will not be allowed to enter the house tonight."

Luzhu laughed twice and pulled her reluctant father to the barber shop.

The barber shop master has been in the business for more than 20 years. He usually doesn't like customers to give suggestions. When the father kept yelling for a shorter haircut, he directly cut his hair into a buzz cut.

The father looked at the hair that had been left on the ground for a winter and was heartbroken. He was so angry that he refused to pay and didn't allow her to pay.

When they were arguing, Ge Changhui came home from work and saw her husband's buzz cut. She paid with satisfaction.

On the way to Master Liu's house, Bai Yueming kept complaining: "It's so cold, I have a flat head, the wind blows straight into my neck, I have to wear a scarf when I go out in the future, I think I shouldn't pay."

Bai Luzhu sat on the back seat, smiling, enjoying listening to her father's whispered complaints.

Master Liu is a famous old Chinese medicine doctor in the county. He went back to the countryside not long ago. He just came back, and not many people know about it, otherwise there would be a queue at the door.

Ge Changhui put a bottle of white wine on the table, "Mr. Liu, please take a look at our Luzhu's feet. Their troupe has a new play and they are waiting for the competition for the female lead. I am so anxious that I can't even eat every day."

The old man wore a pair of reading glasses and smelled of medicine. He took out the cigarette from Bai Yueming and took it from the sleeves of his black cotton jacket. He took a look at Bai Luzhu's feet and said,

"This child has an old problem. People who dance are like this. The longer they dance, the more problems they have. Drink the medicine according to the prescription for a few days and then come for acupuncture after it gets better."

Bai Luzhu suddenly complained, "Grandpa Liu, the medicine smells like ginseng. I feel sick before it's boiled. Will it be more bitter after it's boiled?"

The old man paused with his hand holding the cigarette, frowned and asked, "Ginseng taste?"

Bai Luzhu nodded, "It's the smell of ginseng. I've hated the bitter smell since I was a child."

The old man's cloudy eyes cleared up a little. He slowly turned around and shouted into the house, "Mudou! Bring me the medicinal material record book!"

"Hey!"

A young man ran out of the house, holding a thick notebook in his hand. There were several curled and yellowed papers on the edge. They were all prescriptions for guests who came to pick up medicine.

Master Liu put out his cigarette and pushed his glasses, "When did you get the medicine?"

"Today, my cousin came to get it for me."

The parents were confused, "What's wrong?"

Luzhu shrugged, "I don't know, Grandpa Liu felt something was wrong when he heard the smell of ginseng."

"It's definitely not right with the smell of ginseng, don't worry, let me take a look."

The old man flipped open the notebook, his loose fingers slid across the paper, carefully looking for the prescription, he found it after turning two pages, slammed the notebook, looked up and scolded his apprentice: "

I prescribed Panax notoginseng for this, why did you change it to Salvia miltiorrhiza!"

Mudou was shocked. Getting the wrong medicine is the most taboo and fatal thing in studying medicine. He squatted down and took a closer look. Without saying a word, he ran back to the house.

Ge Changhui's face darkened, "Mr. Liu, did you make a mistake in the medicine for our Luzhu?!"

Bai Yueming held his anxious wife, "Don't worry, Mr. Liu will definitely not make a mistake, let's see what's going on first."

Mudou ran out with the prescription in a sweat, "Master, I didn't make a mistake, this prescription says Danshen, not Panax notoginseng!"

The old man grabbed the prescription, took a look at it, and threw it aside, "This is not my handwriting, has your prescription been replaced?"

Bai Yueming and his wife were shocked and quickly looked at their daughter.

"I've finished the medicine I got last time. I haven't been out these days. My cousin asked for the prescription and came to help me get the medicine." Luzhu's face was pale, and she looked frightened. "Grandpa Liu, what will happen if Panax notoginseng is replaced with Salvia miltiorrhiza?"

After knowing that his apprentice didn't take the wrong medicine, the old man was relieved, his brows loosened, and he closed the record book:

"Salvia miltiorrhiza has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, but the effect is very small. The main ingredient of this prescription is Panax notoginseng, which is not harmful. They are all conditioning medicines, and they get better slowly, but aren't you in a hurry to compete for the leading actress?"

Bai Luzhu lowered her eyes. Everyone knew that she was going to compete for the leading actress. Originally, because of the Achilles tendon problem, it didn't heal for a long time, so she naturally lost the qualification to compete for the leading actress. She always thought that Master Liu's medicine was not good, so she never came here again.

Later, she switched to western medicine, and because of the shortage of western medicine, it was sometimes broken, and it became a chronic injury. At first, she couldn't do difficult movements such as splits and crane standing, and slowly even small steps and rotations would cause heart-piercing pain after doing them for a long time.

Not long after, rumors inexplicably spread in the troupe, saying that Bai Luzhu had deliberately not thought well and wanted to stay at home and get paid for nothing.

People who study dance all have the dream of being a leading actress, and no one would believe such rumors.

However, it happened that the old director of the art troupe retired, and it also caught up with the reform and layoffs. The rumor became a reason for not making progress and eating for free. She couldn't even get into the clothing logistics department and was directly fired.

It's not that she didn't pay attention. She didn't dare to touch the special medicine sent by the regular leading actress in the troupe. There were also prescriptions sent by colleagues who had a good relationship with her, but she also put them aside, remembering that you can't know a person's heart by knowing his face. After all, it was about competing for the role of a new play, so you must be on guard against others.

Unexpectedly, the one she should be most on guard against was her cousin who she had always treated sincerely.

Bai Yueming carried the prescription in his arms, holding his anger and rushed home, riding his bicycle very fast.

Ge Changhui didn't have his strength, so she rode a little slower with her daughter, but she was also holding her breath and had to post it today.

Bai Zhenzhu sat in the corner of the yard, looking at the alley from time to time. A gust of cold wind blew, and she couldn't help sneezing wildly.

Today she was completely desperate. She boiled medicine with her arms open in the northwest wind. She was so cold that her nose was running and her forehead was aching.

She took out a small mirror from her arms, ruffled her hair even more, and smeared some coal dust from the honeycomb coal on her face, making herself look even more embarrassed and miserable.

When her second uncle and second aunt come home from work and see her, they will definitely be moved to tears and take out a lot of money on the spot.