Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

While Wang Shouwang’s family was brimming with joy, Gao Yuzhu was enveloped in gloom. Having lost his accounting job, he had to join other villagers in the fields, working for their share, keeping accounts as before. Tian Qiusheng, meanwhile, drifted leisurely around the village office, keeping accounts and enjoying tea, exceedingly content. After a day’s labor, Gao Yuzhu was exhausted like a dog; as soon as he returned home, he collapsed on the bed, too tired to even change his clothes. Tian Chunfang was also incredibly weary. Previously, with her husband as the accountant, she could do less work since the accounts were his concern and she could still claim full work shares.

Now things had changed. Her elder brother was stern and impartial, and he still remembered the resentment from when Yuzhu took his accounting job; he certainly wouldn’t look after her. Therefore, to earn more work shares, Tian Chunfang had to work herself to the brink of death.

Gao Yuzhu was actually quite adept at labor, but after several years of an easy life, suddenly engaging in strenuous farmwork was too much; he felt pain all over, his hands blistered up. Remembering his past glory and looking at his current downfall, Gao Yuzhu felt a surge of sorrow, his eyes stinging, almost wishing to find a secluded place to weep.

Wasn’t his only desire to stand out? Why did everyone think he was wrong? Why had he been pushed back to the start? Now, he presumed, everyone in the village was probably laughing at him. It wasn’t just his body that was tired—it was his heart too. He couldn’t understand where he had gone wrong or how things had gotten to this point.

At this time, Gao Yuzhu still hadn’t realised his mistake. However, he did feel a bit of regret—he shouldn’t have opposed the Tian family. If he hadn’t harbored those thoughts, perhaps he would still be the relaxed village accountant.

Gao Yuzhu’s family was now thoroughly diminished in the village’s eyes, and Gao Hongmei no longer carried herself haughtily in school. The most striking proof was that her seat was moved to the middle row on the side, though Principal Luo did not seek to undermine her, arranging her seat purely based on her height.

Yet, in Gao Hongmei’s heart, she felt belittled, perceiving a severe drop in her status at school. The girls who used to trail behind her no longer did, and they even dared to talk back to her now. This enormous disparity was too much for Gao Hongmei to bear.