Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

Qin Ye’s reputation was not good outside.

Aside from his face and physique, he really had nothing else.

People always called him a hoodlum.

His own mother had remarried and treated her stepchildren better than her biological son, most importantly, she’d suppress her own son for the sake of her stepchildren.

It could be said that Qin Ye grew up wildly; he dropped out of school in the seventh grade and had been mixing up in society ever since.

He was the type of person that normal families would avoid at all costs.

Logically, he would never expect to marry in his lifetime, after all, no family would want to marry their daughter to him.

But that doesn’t mean he was willing to be saddled with someone he didn’t choose.

Unfortunately, facing what seemed like a life-or-death situation... It was the first time he compromised, seeing as he had no intention of living a decent life anyway.

If she dared to marry him, was he supposed to be afraid?

As for after getting married... Well, she could just fend for herself.

However, being forced into such a situation for the first time, he felt pretty aggrieved, so he didn’t share a bed with her on their wedding night.

Not to mention that he hadn’t been home for a month since then.

The original host also breathed a sigh of relief, she hadn’t really liked this man, and the marriage was the result of scheming, after all.

If they were to live under the same roof every day, it really would have been too uncomfortable.

It’s just a pity that a simple cold last night ended the original host’s life...

The original host’s short life... could be described as extremely hard.

In her original family, she was the fourth child, and because her parents greatly favored sons over daughters, the life of the two daughters in the family was not good; the eldest sister even married a widower fifteen years her senior.

The main reason was that a high bride price was paid.

This time, it was the original host’s turn... She didn’t want to end up like her older sister and, for the first time, she felt the inclination to rebel.

That might have been the greatest courage she mustered in her life.

The original host’s rebellion in marriage made her parents very angry, but they were afraid of Qin Ye, who was not to be trifled with.

So even though they were dissatisfied and unhappy... they could only let the marriage go ahead.

When the original host got married, there was no matchmaker, no dowry or bride price, let alone a wedding feast.

She entered this household with nothing but two sets of worn-out clothes.

Even so, her parents did not let her off... Her biological mother would often come by to ask for money when Qin Ye was not home.

Although Qin Ye was unhappy about being schemed against and didn’t share a bed, he still gave living expenses.

Originally, if that money hadn’t been siphoned off by her biological mother, the original host’s life could have been considered bearable, at least better than not having enough to eat at her parents’ house.

Not only was the money taken, but the original host also had to go back every day to help out with work... Even though both her brothers were married, their wives didn’t do any work.

The elder sister married into the countryside, and being close by, the original host became the target of enslavement.

She had to go back every day to work... To this, the original host didn’t resist much, after all, she had been accustomed to it since childhood.

At home, she had more tasks, as she was six years younger than her elder sister, who had gone to the countryside when she was sixteen.

The chores that were once divided between the two were now hers alone.

She took on all the household chores... washing clothes, cooking, even the underwear of the two sisters-in-law was washed by the original host.

Remembering this, Rong Yan felt utterly disgusted.

To hell with them all.

"If the original host’s birth mother dares to come over..." a chill flashed in Rong Yan’s eyes, then she wouldn’t mind seeking justice for the original host.

Her stomach rumbled with hunger...

Rong Yan gazed at the barren interior of the house and sighed deeply.

According to her memories, the original host’s cheap husband had come by the previous evening. He had given her twenty yuan for living expenses, which was supposed to last half a month.

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After all, the cost of living in the small town wasn’t high; a regular worker’s monthly salary was only fifty-eight yuan. As long as one didn’t spend carelessly, one wouldn’t starve.

In this regard, that cheap husband wasn’t too bad.

Rong Yan found the twenty yuan under her pillow.

She needed to go out and buy some things and then make further plans.

The year was 1990... no matter where she went, she believed she wouldn’t starve.

She walked out the door unhurriedly.

Aunt Tian, who lived next door, happened to be stepping out of her yard. "Qin Ye’s Wife, are you heading over to your mother’s place?"

In her impression, although Qin Ye’s Wife had only been married for a month, she seemed to go back to her parental home to work every day.

It was just that on normal days she would go earlier. Today, it seemed slightly later.

Remembering her memories, Rong Yan recognized the person before her.

She shook her head, her voice light and slow, sounding very weak.

"Auntie, I began to run a high fever last night; I won’t go!"

"And moreover, I don’t plan to go over there to work in the future either. After all, I am married. The housework there would be more suitable for my two sisters-in-law to handle. I’m married now, and going there to help them cook, clean... wash clothes, and even their undergarments, is very inappropriate."

The original host might have been willing to keep quiet about those shameless acts, but she was not.

Did every one of them have broken hands? To wait for a newly married younger sister to wash their undergarments... They have no shame, so why should she provide them with a veil of modesty?

Aunt Tian was shocked when she heard her words, her mouth gaping open.

"You, you mean you were going back to work... to wash your sisters-in-law’s undergarments?"

Good heavens, what kind of outrageous sisters-in-law would make such a shameless request?

You could argue that making the younger sister wash some clothes before she got married was one thing, but it should only be outer garments, right?

Making someone else wash their undergarments? And demanding it even after the younger sister got married... How thick-skinned must they be to do such a thing?

"Mm, my mother and my two sisters-in-law said that if I didn’t wash them, they wouldn’t let me go back to my parental home... I realized last night while I was feverish that I can’t keep doing this, even if they threaten me again in the future."

"Qin Ye’s Wife, you’re thinking rightly. Now that you’re married, how could you go back to your parents’ house to work every day? From now on, you need to consider your own little family. With two sisters-in-law, your parents’ household doesn’t need your help at all."

How pitiable! This poor girl...

Unappreciated at her parental home, and married to a small-time thug; her life was truly bitter.

"Mm, I came to realize that too. Auntie, I won’t keep you any longer. I haven’t eaten from yesterday till today; I need to buy some vegetables."

Aunt Tian: ...

Didn’t she go to her parents’ house to work yesterday? Why didn’t she eat? Could it be she worked but wasn’t even provided food?

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that every evening when Qin Ye’s Wife returned home... there was always smoke coming from their kitchen.

But this wasn’t something she, as an outsider, should comment on.

Rong Yan didn’t concern herself with these things. She was too hungry now, and her stomach felt uncomfortably hot.

Moreover, she was still running a low fever, and there were no medicines at home, so she had to buy some antipyretics.

Fortunately, with the original host’s memories, she was familiar with the route she was taking, and she quickly found the pharmacy...