1975 was a time of scarcity. Even eating a piece of meat required a ration ticket; without a ticket, you couldn’t even buy a sugar cube, no matter how much money you had.
The old matchmaker, Yue Lao, smiled slyly and said, “Little girl, don’t worry. Jiang Heng is incredibly reliable.
Listen, I’ll explain everything slowly! It’s not that your standards are too high—back in your year, I couldn’t find anyone suitable. I stayed up for several nights without sleep, and finally, I found someone who meets all your requirements!
First, Jiang Heng is not only 188 cm tall, but he also has a face so striking it could make gods and humans alike frown in envy. That perfectly matches your aesthetic preferences.
Second, I checked his past and his future—he’s destined to become the richest man someday. And he has never married or even dated anyone. When he has money, countless women approach him, and he turns them all away. He fully meets your standards for a man’s virtue. I’ve also analyzed his personality—he’s responsible and the type who spoils his wife!
This Jiang Heng completely meets all your requirements. So, I sent you to 1975.”
Su Jin covered her face helplessly. That old rascal was incredibly devious—believing him would be foolish.
“Strange… then why did I immediately end up married to him when I arrived?” she asked.
He replied mysteriously, “Well, that’s of course decided by your fate together.”
Yue Lao added, “Please make sure to give me a five-star review!”
Su Jin felt more and more that she was being played by Yue Lao. Coming to the ’70s felt like being air-dropped into a major disaster for him.
She thought carefully. Yue Lao kept mentioning a five-star review—there had to be something fishy about that!
“You sent me here using any means necessary just to boost your business performance, didn’t you?”
Caught off guard, Yue Lao nervously wiped sweat from his forehead.
“You found me out!” he said.
“That’s cheating! That’s taking shortcuts! Believe me, I could complain about you!”
Although Su Jin didn’t even know where she could complain, she decided to scare him first.
“Wait, I know you’re feeling unfairly treated. You were a rich, beautiful lady in the modern era. Don’t worry, you’ll still be that here!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Do you remember that one night when an app popped up on your phone?”
“Hmm… I think so, something like that.”
“Don’t worry, you’re still the wealthiest here. You won’t have to struggle to survive!”
Su Jin was a little doubtful. “Is that really true?”
“Come on, come on—fill in all these little stars!” Yue Lao suddenly pulled out a small notebook from somewhere.
“Oh…”
Still deep in thought, Su Jin didn’t overthink it and just tapped all the little stars until they were all lit.
“Yo-ho! Task complete!” Yue Lao said, and then—poof—he vanished instantly.
Su Jin: “…you two-armed rascal.”
In the empty house, now with an extra man, Su Jin could only accept the fact that she had woken up to find herself already married.
Just as she was thinking this, Jiang Heng pushed open the door and said, “Go brush your teeth.”
After some internal struggle, Su Jin went along.
After all, she was going to be living here long-term. Floating around in some unknown dirty water wouldn’t do.
She silently sang a line to herself: “What’s a little pain in the storm… dry your tears…”
But to her surprise, the water Jiang Heng handed her was clean and clear.
Su Jin stared at the water in the cup, puzzled. How had it suddenly become clean?
Jiang Heng asked, “What’s wrong?”
He knew Su Jin wouldn’t want to use unboiled water for rinsing, so he boiled it and then took the top layer—the cleanest water—for her.
