Chapter 3: In the 1970s, I Became the Villainess in a Period Novel

 

Chapter 3: Transmigrated into a 1970s Rural Village

Now that everything in her spatial storage—food, clothing, transportation, housing, entertainment, and daily necessities—had been fully prepared, she began planning to buy a house in the countryside.

She spent 380,000 yuan on a traditional-style Chinese courtyard, then another 50,000 yuan hiring workers to build a raised platform foundation. She directly placed the courtyard on top of it.

There was no other way—after buying it, she tried several times to put the house into her space, but failed. However, once she built a platform separating the house from the ground, it could be successfully stored.

After connecting the generator she had bought, the entire house lit up brightly.

Shen Meng checked her purchases and then looked at her remaining savings—1.17 million yuan.

She then directly bought two modified old-style jeeps, an old Santana sedan, and several electric tricycles. She made multiple trips to the countryside and stockpiled twenty barrels of gasoline.

Making money was difficult, but spending it was like water flowing away.

That day, while riding an electric tricycle, Shen Meng was watching a livestream on her phone. A streamer was promoting a birthday event for his brother-in-law’s aunt, saying it was a joyful occasion and urging viewers to place orders—each order had a chance to win a prize, and every purchase came with a “buy one get eighteen free” deal.

Shen Meng decided to support the event.

Just as she clicked to pay—

A dump truck came straight toward her.

The piercing screams and screeching brakes nearly shattered her eardrums. Under the violent impact, Shen Meng felt her internal organs shift out of place.

Her vision blurred, and she fell into darkness.

“You’re all sweet on the outside but rotten inside! You saw my daughter was easy to bully and treated her like an ox to exploit! When they got married, you said you would treat her like your own daughter! She’s still so young, but she became your grandson’s stepmother. Now that she can’t move anymore, you’re all eating well and living comfortably—how can you have such a conscience?!”

Wang Guizhi shouted angrily, tears already falling. She was naturally soft-hearted, and although she tried to argue fiercely, she had no real intimidation in her tone.

“Mother-in-law, how can you say that?” Liu Sanjin sobbed.

“Ever since Xiaomeng married into our Lu family, we’ve never said a harsh word to her! Her sisters-in-law and relatives have always respected her. Whatever she said, we listened. I never expected that in your eyes our kindness would become ‘sweet outside, rotten inside.’ Forget it… a mother-in-law is not a biological mother. No matter how well we treat her, it’s useless.”

She wiped her tears with her sleeve, looking weak and pitiful, forming a sharp contrast with Wang Guizhi.

“You… you…” Wang Guizhi trembled with rage, unable to finish her words.

The people watching nearby began mocking her instead.

“Aunt Wang, your daughter hasn’t even woken up yet. Even if you’re angry, you should stay rational. She was clearly hit by a farm ox—how can you blame the Lu family? Everyone in the village knows that!”

“Exactly. You just arrived and don’t even understand the situation, yet you’re already yelling at people. That’s too unreasonable.”

“Keep your voice down, don’t get involved. You’ll get scolded too. These people are unreasonable.”

“Honestly, her daughter has been unconscious for so long, and she’s just arguing here instead of checking on her. I think she’s trying to extort money since the Lu family is doing well…”

Wang Guizhi was trembling with anger. Shen Fugui was also red-faced with rage. She glared fiercely at the villagers gossiping about them, gritted her teeth, and pulled her husband into their daughter’s room.

It wasn’t that she didn’t care about her daughter. It was just that she feared if her daughter woke up, she would side with her in-laws. Their daughter had become foolish after marriage, listening to everything her husband’s family said, and had grown distant from her natal family.

If she hadn’t heard from someone working across the river, she wouldn’t even know her daughter had been hit by an ox.

An ox!!!

One careless moment could mean death.

Their daughter was lying in the room, yet the Lu family was calmly eating in the main hall. No one was taking care of her. The children were nowhere to be seen. There wasn’t even a doctor.

Was this just waiting for her daughter to die?!

How could she tolerate this?!

Seeing Wang Guizhi enter the room, Liu Sanjin quickly pretended to be heartbroken and waved to the neighbors.

“Thank you everyone, please go home. Don’t let our messy family affairs trouble you all.”

Her words made the villagers even more dissatisfied. Liu Sanjin had always been good at social image, and the villagers naturally sided with her.

A few gossiping women immediately said that if Wang Guizhi caused trouble, they would support the Lu family and teach the Shen family a lesson.

Shen Meng vaguely heard crying.

She struggled to open her eyes.

What greeted her was a dilapidated thatched roof. Several clumps of dirt looked like they might fall at any moment. Turning slightly, she saw gray earthen walls. The wooden window was covered with torn newspaper and cobwebs, and even a small spider was still diligently working.

She didn’t look any further.

The stone in her heart finally dropped.

She had arrived in the world from her dream.

As expected, it had come true.

She wasn’t particularly shocked—she had already expected this—but the way she arrived was a bit hard to accept. If she weren’t optimistic, she would definitely have been traumatized.

However, the crying beside her was impossible to ignore.

Weakly, she spoke:

“You…”

“My child! My child, you’re finally awake!” Wang Guizhi cried and rushed over.

“Ugh!”

In an instant, Shen Meng painfully grabbed the damp blanket beneath her. Her ribs felt like they were about to break from the force of the hug.

(End of Chapter 3)

Chapter 2: In the 1970s, I Became the Villainess in a Period Novel

 

Chapter 2: Frenzied Stockpiling

The real estate agency was located right next to the largest farmers’ market in the area.

Her spatial storage was currently rather simple—only about ten acres of land and a small pond. Although simple, it was extremely useful: nothing inside would rot, crops could grow at accelerated speed, and the pond’s water was inexhaustible.

Shen Meng first bought all kinds of crop seeds—wheat, rice, sorghum, corn…

Then came vegetable seeds: beans, tomatoes, eggplants, chili peppers, cabbage, radishes, leafy greens… basically anything the shop had, she bought it all.

Next, she went to an oil and grain store.

Rice, soybeans, black beans, sesame, sorghum, corn, millet—each item, one hundred bags. Cooking oils like peanut oil, soybean oil, sesame oil, walnut oil, and olive oil—fifty barrels each. Even jujubes, spices, chili, dried goods, condiments, and fermented bean paste were all bought in large quantities.

The shop owner had never seen such a wealthy customer before. The list filled several pages, and the calculator was practically worn out from use. Over 100,000 yuan worth of goods—half a month’s sales achieved in just half a day! The owner happily even gave a few extra bags of rice and arranged free delivery for later.

After that, Shen Meng repeated the same process, ordering all kinds of vegetables—300 jin (about 150 kg) each.

While ordering, she hesitated a little. After all, her space had fertile land, and the seeds she bought could regenerate, so vegetables weren’t that important. What mattered more was stocking up on meat.

Most of today’s purchases would be delivered the next afternoon.

After checking the time, she ate a bowl of noodles at a restaurant, then drove for over two hours onto the highway to the nearest rural town.

Here, the meat was not only fresh but also freshly slaughtered. There were cattle farms, chicken farms, and pig farms, as well as many orchards.

When she arrived, it happened to be market day—very lively. There were all kinds of braised foods, snacks, pastries, candies, fruits, vegetables, clothing stalls, general goods, bedding and quilts, hardware shops, and more.

There were also seven pharmacies and five mother-and-baby stores along one street, which she visited one by one. As long as something looked good, she bought it.

The vendors—mostly honest and kind villagers—saw she was a thin young woman and even helped carry her purchases to her car trunk.

Each time, Shen Meng waited until they left before quickly storing everything into her space.

Some items could not be taken immediately, so she arranged for them to be delivered the next day.

She also specially found a shop selling iron stoves and outdoor cooking equipment.

Not only because of convenience, but also because rural prices were cheap. For example, beef that cost 50 yuan per jin in big cities could be bought here for around 30 yuan, and it was very fresh.

She visited several livestock farms and bought everything for same-day slaughter under the excuse of “family event preparation.” The owners were honest and even gave her all the offal for free, cleaned and processed.

She also bought from orchards, since vitamins were necessary. Even seedlings she found were purchased and shipped to be delivered the next day.

Before leaving, she saw a steamed bun shop and bought some to taste—they were excellent. The shop had many varieties: meat buns, vegetable buns, beef buns, dumplings, pan-fried buns, flatbreads, noodles, rice noodles, spicy soup, red bean porridge, pumpkin porridge, etc.

Since it wasn’t busy, she asked the shop to prepare everything and bought out their stock. For cooked food, she preferred buying on the spot rather than pre-ordering—otherwise, she feared paying but not receiving the goods.

In the end, as it got dark, she swept through several pharmacies again. Thinking of the dream scenes, she still felt uneasy. If she really ended up in a harsh environment, even drinking water might cause illness, so she bought as much medicine as possible before driving home.

It was already past nine when she got back. She was completely exhausted and fell straight into bed without even showering.

She slept until dawn and felt a bit unaccustomed. She thought privately that she hadn’t dreamed last night—maybe the “bad luck” wasn’t really targeting her after all.

Then wouldn’t her 1.7 million yuan of spending be wasted?

But fate didn’t give her time to hesitate.

After waking up, her phone kept ringing nonstop—deliveries of clothes, quilts, meat, rice, oil, fruits, vegetables…

Truck after truck arrived. Goods were unloaded into her temporary rented garage. After the delivery people left, she stored everything into her space, repeating the process over and over.

Fortunately, her residential area was mostly bought by property speculators back then, with low occupancy, so her actions didn’t attract much attention. She only encountered a couple walking a dog once.

That day passed happily—but in the middle of the night, she was once again awakened by a dream.

This time, the pain in her heart was even stronger.

In the dream, the man hugged a green coat she had worn before her death and jumped into the river where she had drowned. In the middle of winter, by the time people found him, he had already frozen to death.

Shen Meng felt her heart ache. When she touched her face, it was covered in tears.

She froze for a moment. No matter how unwilling she was, she had to admit—this family was truly tragic.

And worse still, she still had to continue stockpiling supplies.

The next day, Shen Meng immediately bought a plane ticket and flew to a wholesale goods market.

Hair ties, cosmetics, enamel basins, enamel cups, old-fashioned mirrors, thermos flasks, hot water bags, nostalgic clothing, shoes, hats, cotton coats, knitting supplies, sweaters, socks, bicycles, televisions, refrigerators, retro toys, posters, books—anything she could find, she bought it all.

Just as she was planning to stay a few more days, she suddenly received a call from the real estate agent saying an elderly couple wanted to view and buy her apartment.

Hearing this, she immediately canceled her plan and rushed back. This matter could not be delayed.

The elderly couple were honest people and didn’t try to bargain too harshly. After negotiation, they signed the contract, completed the transfer, and paid the full price.

After the house transfer, Shen Meng either received deliveries or was on the way to receive deliveries. Recently, a wave of domestic-brand shopping trends had exploded online, and she went on a shopping spree in livestream rooms—cheap, good quality, and generous freebies.

Strangely, during this period of stockpiling, she actually slept very peacefully.

(End of Chapter 2) 

 

Chapter 1: In the 1970s, I Became the Villainess in a Period Novel

 

Chapter 1: Warning of Transmigration

“I knew she wasn’t a good person. Always hunched over like she had no backbone.”

“Exactly! Their whole family is no good. That Shen Meng was always stirring up trouble. It’s a pity she finally fell into the river and drowned. And look at her husband now—tch tch tch, he used to be such a good man, but she dragged him down too.”

“And their kids? Tsk. None of them turned out right. The eldest steals chickens and dogs, fights all the time, and even harasses young married women. The second one is even worse—he got arrested for speculation and profiteering, and even dared to curse his fourth aunt. They deserve divine punishment. Such a pity about the youngest girl—she ended up marrying an old man.”

“Heh heh, maybe she liked it. Stop gossiping, you old women.”

The noise made Shen Meng’s vision blurry as she looked at the scene in front of her. She subconsciously realized she was in a dream, but seeing the disheveled man lying on the ground filled her heart with unbearable sadness. Especially when she heard what people were saying about her three children, her heart ached even more.

She wanted to step forward, to see clearly what the man lying on the ground looked like, to understand why she kept having these bizarre dreams.

“Shen Meng! Where are you? Come back! Mengmeng!” 

The next moment—

Shen Meng opened her eyes.

She stared at the ceiling above her.

Something was wrong.

Ever since she had encountered that old man under the overpass for a fortune-telling reading, her life had become strange.

That day, after work, she passed by a fortune-telling stall under the overpass. The old man complained he hadn’t had a customer in days, so she kindly agreed to have her fortune told.

Who would have thought the old man said she was cursed with bad fate and would soon suffer a bloody disaster. Unless she bought his “888 shock exorcism package,” she would surely enjoy wealth, success, children, and longevity.

Fine. She had indeed been unlucky lately—several deals were stolen by colleagues. 888 yuan? She would treat it as disaster relief payment.

But the next day, she really landed a deal worth several million.

Before she could even sign it, she got into a serious car accident on her way to meet the client.

She spent a month in the ICU. Her life was saved, and she received 1.8 million yuan in compensation plus 1.6 million from workplace injury insurance—but her uterus had to be removed. So how could she possibly have “children and a happy family”?

But fate played another joke on her.

She began having bizarre dreams every night—dreams where she became another woman, with three sons and one daughter, but seemed to live a miserable life and was hated by everyone.

Shen Meng wanted to go back and settle the score with that old man. What kind of “exorcism package” was that? Wealth meant a car accident? Children meant raising someone else’s kids? If being hated by everyone for 100 years counted as good fortune, she would rather die early!

But after going several times, she never saw that fortune-telling stall again.

Then yesterday, something even stranger happened—she seemed to have awakened a spatial ability!

As a person deeply influenced by internet novels, Shen Meng had read plenty of web fiction.

Was this preparation for transmigration? Was she really going to become that woman and live in that era?

Then she couldn’t go empty-handed.

Besides, money from that era wasn’t the same as today, and she couldn’t bring houses or cars. Maybe she should stockpile supplies in her space?

Having made up her mind, Shen Meng began calculating her assets.

Her apartment was in a good location and could sell for about 6 million yuan. Her car could fetch around 100,000 yuan second-hand. Over the years, she had earned some money, but most of it went into the house, leaving only about 100,000 yuan in cash. Fortunately, she had received nearly 4 million yuan in compensation after the accident.

The next morning, Shen Meng ate breakfast, quickly got ready, and took her property documents to a real estate agent.

She urgently needed cash. She was willing to lower the price, but insisted on full payment—no mortgage deals, since that would take too long. She feared she might disappear at any moment and needed everything settled quickly.

After listing her apartment with the agent, Shen Meng immediately went out to start stockpiling supplies.

 

(End of Chapter 1)

Description; In the 1970s, I Became the Villainess in a Period Novel

Shen Meng was an office worker  working in a big company. While delivering a contract to a business partner, she was involved in a car accident.

When she was lying in bed, suffering alone, she suddenly awakened a spatial ability.

Before she could even enjoy it for a couple of days, the aftereffects of the space began to appear—she started having strange and bizarre dreams almost every night.

This quickly made her alert. Shen Meng hurriedly sold her house and car and began frantically stockpiling supplies, preparing in case she truly ended up in a place lacking food and basic necessities, where she might starve to death.

On her way to stockpile goods once again, she was involved in another car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she had already transmigrated into a 1970s-era novel, becoming the villainous supporting female character who constantly opposed the female lead and met a tragic end.

Not only was her reputation completely ruined and she herself died miserably, but her four children also became extreme and distorted due to lack of guidance and childhood abuse. Their personalities twisted, leading to a tragic fate.

The man who had always served in the military and contributed to the country was ambushed, struck on the back of the head, and became mentally impaired. In the end, he died in winter after falling into a river while holding the clothes he wore on his wedding day.

In order to change her fate, Shen Meng could only work on clearing her name and guiding the children toward goodness, since they were the descendants of heroes. She did not want to see them fall into darkness.

Because she now occupied the original host’s body, Shen Meng decided to properly take care of the elders, raise the children, and lead the family toward a prosperous future.

However, the man who had always protected the country—and had a rather distant relationship with her—seemed to be looking at her with increasingly passionate eyes…