The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jiang Xiaoxiao and Jia Shu were busily preparing and reviewing, eagerly anticipating the upcoming college entrance examination.

Every day, the loudspeaker announced the complete restoration of the college entrance examination system, which was to be implemented immediately. The exams would be held this year, right away. Everyone could take the exam, and whoever passed would get in.

All the educated youth were excited.

People who used to bend over with laughter at the sight of books now realized that the opportunity to change their fate had arrived.

Almost everyone was staying up all night, working hard, although some remained calm, having known the news at the first instant.

Jia Shu and He Aiguo were relieved that they hadn't given up on studying together.

Suddenly, the language and math books that had been tossed aside for ten years became the most sought-after treasures.

Everywhere, in the streets and alleys, people were discussing the college entrance examination.

Some "liars who won't hunt without sighting the rabbit" had no choice but to cram at the last minute.

These two months were truly life-and-death.

Zhang Chaoyang and his friends were in the same boat.

Fang Peizhong wished he could grow right into his books.

At this time, Liu Hongmei was deeply frustrated, now carrying a big belly, five months along and beginning to show.

For her, taking the college entrance exam was really a test of her energy.

But seeing Fang Peizhong putting in all his effort, straining to return to the city, she couldn't help but admire him.

The last time Ye Hua came, it didn't get Fang Peizhong a job quota, and instead made everyone start looking down on him.

Everyone thought Fang Peizhong was just putting on airs.

Although he was just like everyone else, he insisted on acting like he was from a high-ranking family.

Especially at the wedding, Ye Hua couldn't even come up with decent gifts, making everyone see through it.

Fang Peizhong didn't have as much influence as he claimed.

Fang Peizhong felt bitter.

He hadn't touched a book in years. He prided himself on being a scholar, but he dared not flaunt it openly.

After all, no one felt proud of being an intellectual, and he wouldn't give himself trouble.

Privately, he had long given up on books, occasionally reading some melancholic poems.

Now, when he looked at math and science, he felt entirely lost.

Days and nights passed without visible results.

But this was a chance to return to the city.

Fang Peizhong didn't want to miss the opportunity.

Liu Hongmei watched Fang Peizhong studying under the lamp and frowned.

It wasn't that she underestimated Fang Peizhong, but with his level, it was hard to say.

However, she wouldn't stop him; Fang Peizhong couldn't just abandon her and their child.

Fang Peizhong indeed thought this way.

Before marrying Liu Hongmei, he thought she was good, understanding, gentle, considerate, and caring. But after marriage, with Liu Hongmei being pregnant, the intimacy naturally decreased.

Money distributed to their team was limited this year, as Zhang Chaoyang mentioned—each earned according to their work.

The land that they received was to be redistributed, and Fang Peizhong and Liu Hongmei had two acres. How much income could that yield?

They couldn't manage to do more.

It was easy to imagine how tight their life was.

Moreover, Liu Hongmei was picky with her food, always wanting this or that, often using the child as an excuse.

Fang Peizhong asked his family for money several times.

Luckily, Ye Hua couldn't allow anyone, including Fang Peizhong, to be wronged.

Ye Hua forcefully asked Fang Xiaohui for fifty yuan.

Fang Xiaohui was so angry that her nose nearly went crooked.

She was saving for her dowry.

Grandma had returned, and she occasionally visited her.

She saw her granny preparing for the new house.

Aunt mentioned that her grandma specifically asked her apprentice for the welfare housing that belonged to a med school professor. With her grandma's prestige, getting a house wasn't excessive; it was reputedly a famous three-room apartment.

It came with bathrooms and a kitchen.

It was an expert's benefit.

Her grandma also had the place well cleaned; aunt leaked the news.

The grandma even arranged for the latest twenty-four-inch television, refrigerator, and washing machine from Hai City, along with a sewing machine and tape recorder. The furniture was all modern.

The house was fully equipped.

Even cadres' families couldn't arrange such complete amenities.

Fang Xiaohui felt excited.

She knew her efforts were not in vain; her grandma, though seemingly indifferent, still cared for her fiancé Song Mohuan.

She couldn't go empty-handed.

She was cautiously saving, but then Ye Hua came demanding money.

Returning from the farm, Ye Hua seemed utterly unhinged, shamelessly cursing her out.

The status was there; Fang Xiaohui suffered in silence.

No matter how unreasonable Ye Hua was, she couldn't retaliate, still had to obey.

Otherwise, she'd be accused of being ungrateful, lacking heart toward the foster mother who raised her. She wouldn't survive in nursing school.

She couldn't afford to lose everything for trivial matters.

However, being manipulated by Ye Hua made her unwilling.

No money.

Thinking of it made her even angrier.

Apart from the Fang family, the only place Fang Xiaohui could get money was the Jiang family.

But last time, she fell out with Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi.

Harsh words were spoken.

How could she go back now?

She blamed Jiang Xiaoxiao for stealing her parents' affection; those feelings intended for Jiang Xiaoxiao should have been hers.

It left her wondering whether her parents' brains had been pinched.

They ignored her, their legitimate child, favoring a stranger's child instead.

Look how Ye Hua treated her; if her parents had Ye Hua's ability, would she have worries?

Now she suffered at others' homes, yet her biological parents were better to outsider's child than their own.

It was the same in her past life, and still the same this life; Fang Xiaohui didn't understand why Jiang Xiaoxiao, when she went to be educated, the family situation hadn't changed.

No, there was a change!

She recalled in her past life, her parents' health should have had issues by now. Her mom was supposed to get sick this year.

They would need money for treatment and came to her.

Her mom was sick for several years, borrowing money everywhere for treatments.

No!

She needed to get money from home before her mom fell sick, or else if she really ended up hospitalized.

If she wanted that money later, it would be nearly impossible.

Fang Xiaohui bought two kilograms of apples, which were quite precious in this weather.

She had to make a good impression.

Fang Xiaohui headed to Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi's small courtyard.

Fan Xiuying was inside, discussing with Jiang Laoshi.

They had their eye on a courtyard nearby.

Although it was a bungalow, the environment was good; heard a former professor lived there.

It had a scholarly atmosphere.

Jiang Laoshi and Fan Xiuying visited; the house was neat, needed only a bit of tidying up for their kids when they returned.

Fan Xiuying considered that the house was close by; once Jiang Xiaoxiao had a child, they could easily look after it instead of having their kids run around.

They guessed the Song family would prepare for Jiang Xiaoxiao, but the Song family was their own; Jiang family was theirs. What they prepared was for their daughter, so their daughter wouldn't lose out.

And served as the dowry for their daughter.

Their couple was negotiating the price, the house wasn't cheap.

The old professor had just been rehabilitated, felt worn out, wanted to live abroad with his son.

He wanted to sell this house, yet couldn't sell it cheaply.

The old couple kept the house superbly; the floor was wooden.

For a family like theirs, the house was truly a luxurious item.

They asked for eight thousand yuan. The couple discussed it for a long time; Jiang Xiaoxiao had given them money, and the eight thousand could be managed.

However, after buying, they also wanted to furnish it with electronics and furniture.

They wondered if they could negotiate the price, unable to spend all the money their daughter provided.