Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 297 Era: XCMG's Simple-minded Wife 1

After leaving the previous world, Ji Xiaosong was still in a daze for a long time.

After basking in the sun for a while and detaching myself from my emotions, I was able to calm down.

"Ah Song, I have good news. We've finished the last world, which means we've completed ten worlds. Now we can choose our own world and identity. Take a look and see where we'll go next."

The velvet was covered in books, and Ji Xiaosong casually flipped through them.

“We’ve already been to ancient times, interstellar times, and modern times, but it seems we haven’t been to the last century to experience the hardships of those times. Let’s go there. I checked, and we can choose our own identity. I’ll choose to be an employee of the supply and marketing cooperative.”

"You have good taste. The original owner's new husband is an eighth-level worker in a machinery factory, a legendary talent who can handcraft missiles."

After discussing it for a while, the two set off immediately.

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Ji Xiaosong suddenly opened her eyes as the icy river water filled her nostrils.

In the murky river water, she saw a faded red rope tied to her withered wrist, with half a copper coin hanging from it.

"Gululu..."

Another mouthful of river water entered her trachea, and her survival instinct made her struggle desperately.

"Help... help..."

A faint cry for help came from the river. Ji Xiaosong looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl in a floral jacket struggling in the water.

Fragments of memory suddenly flooded her mind. It was Ji Hongmei, the original owner's cousin, who had tricked her into coming to the riverbank half an hour earlier to "gather reed leaves to wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings)."

"Xiao Song, look how tender those leaves are!"

The cloyingly sweet voice of Ji Hongmei still echoed in my ears, followed by a sudden shove from behind.

Ji Xiaosong suddenly stepped on the water and surfaced, breathing in the fishy-smelling air.

She found herself in the middle of the river, at least twenty meters from the bank.

However, she did not feel tired; on the contrary, she felt countless tiny energies flowing into her body from the aquatic plants.

Surprisingly, the plants in this world can actually supply her with energy in reverse.

"Xiao Song?!"

Ji Hongmei, standing on the shore, stared wide-eyed as if she'd seen a ghost. "You...how could you..."

Ji Xiaosong narrowed her eyes and suddenly understood something.

She deliberately pretended to struggle, but secretly manipulated the reed roots at the bottom of the river.

The resilient roots began to wriggle like living things, weaving a dense net around her.

"Sister Hongmei..." she cried out, her voice trembling with sobs, "Save me..."

Ji Hongmei's expression changed several times before she finally screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help! My sister has fallen into the river!"

After shouting, he stood still, a cold smile even appearing on his lips.

Ji Xiaosong sneered inwardly and gently hooked her finger underwater.

The reeds on the bank suddenly shook violently, and Ji Hongmei slipped and fell into the river with a "plop".

"what!"

Ji Hongmei's screams stopped abruptly. She struggled frantically, only to find herself being dragged towards the middle of the river by something.

In the murky river water, she was horrified to see countless water plants coiled around her ankles like snakes.

Ji Xiaosong took the opportunity to swim to the shore and climbed ashore, soaking wet.

She knelt by the riverbank, coughing violently, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Ji Hongmei struggling weaker and weaker in the middle of the river.

"Save...save..." Ji Hongmei's voice was already extremely weak.

Ji Xiaosong bit her lip.

Although this woman deserved to die, it was too conspicuous for her to cause a death so soon after transmigrating. She took a deep breath, concentrated, and the reeds at the bottom of the river suddenly changed direction, pushing Ji Hongmei towards the shore, but deliberately letting her sink into a patch of mud.

"Sister Hongmei, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"

Ji Xiaosong shouted at the top of her lungs, loud enough for the people working in the fields in the distance to hear.

She slowly found a long branch and reached it towards Ji Hongmei, who was struggling in the mud.

When several villagers carrying hoes rushed over at the sound, this was what they saw:

Soaked to the bone, Ji Xiaosong clung desperately to the tree branch, while Ji Hongmei was half-submerged in the mud, her face covered in black mud, looking like a drowned rat.

"Oh dear, Sister Hongmei insisted on picking the tenderest reed leaves for me..."

Ji Xiaosong wiped away non-existent tears, "She slipped and fell as soon as I turned around..."

When the villagers hurriedly pulled Ji Hongmei out, she was choked by the mud and couldn't speak. She could only glare at Ji Xiaosong with resentful eyes.

"Little Song is such a kind-hearted girl," an older woman patted Ji Xiaosong on the back. "She was so eager to save people as soon as she climbed up herself."

Ji Xiaosong lowered her head, feigning shyness, but actually concealing the smile on her lips.

She could feel that every plant around her was conveying joy to her, as if celebrating her new life.

On the way back to the village, Ji Xiaosong suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temple, and a flood of unfamiliar memories rushed into her mind.

The owner of this body is Ji Xiaosong, eighteen years old, who is Xu Weidong's "child bride" from Xujiagou, thirty miles away.

It was called a child bride, but it was actually a special arrangement under special circumstances. Xu Weidong's parents were sent to the countryside in their early years and entrusted their son to the Ji family, promising to marry him when he grew up.

"The identity Rongrong gave me is quite good."

Ji Xiaosong muttered to herself.

Just as I reached the village entrance, a tall man in dark blue overalls hurried towards me.

He has single eyelids, thin lips, and a broken line on his right eyebrow. His whole person is like a drawn sword, sharp and cold.

"Brother Weidong..."

Ji Xiaosong blurted out the name without thinking, then was startled by her own words.

It seems that the original owner's memories have begun to affect her.

Xu Weidong strode up to her, his gaze lingering on her soaked clothes for a moment before his brows furrowed even more: "What happened?"

"I...I accidentally fell into the river."

Ji Xiaosong lowered her head, deliberately making her voice tremble, "Thanks to Sister Hongmei for saving me..."

Xu Weidong's gaze passed over her and fell on Ji Hongmei, who was being helped by villagers behind her. His eyes suddenly sharpened.

Ji Xiaosong's heart tightened; this man didn't seem so easy to fool.

"Go home first."

Xu Weidong took off his coat and wrapped it around her, his movements swift and decisive, as if he were completing some kind of task.

His palms were large and rough, yet surprisingly warm.

Ji Xiaosong let him lead her away, secretly observing this "husband".

Xu Weidong walks with his back ramrod straight, and every step looks like it's been measured with a ruler, clearly indicating that he has received professional training.

This is definitely not the attitude that an ordinary machine factory worker should have.

The Xu family's courtyard was tidier than Ji Xiaosong had imagined. Although the three brick houses were simple, they were bright and clean.

Several rose bushes were planted in the corner, and at this moment they were frantically conveying a welcoming sentiment to Ji Xiaosong.

"Change."

Xu Weidong handed over a set of patched but faded clothes, his voice still flat, "I'll go boil some water."

Ji Xiaosong took the clothes and suddenly noticed that Xu Weidong was wearing a watch from City A on his right wrist.

There's a fine scratch on the edge of the dial, it looks like...

Wait, that's not a scratch at all, it's a miniature switch!