Chapter 2 – Fu Xiaoliu
Fu Xiaoliu was just his nickname. His full name was Fu Jingyou.
In the original setting, he was a supporting male character in the novel. From childhood, his life had been bitter and full of hardships. He survived only because the captain and his wife in Dahe Village shared with him mouthfuls of vegetables and rice, helping him grow into adulthood.
Perhaps because he had tasted all of life’s bitterness from an early age, he was quick-witted and extremely hardworking. In the later part of the story, thanks to the encouragement of the heroine Gu Ying, he caught up with the tide of reform and opening up, ultimately becoming a wealthy tycoon.
Of course, that was the original setting. Because Seventies Lie-Flat Wealth Handbook was itself a book-within-a-book, it mainly told the story of the “contrast heroine” Chen Miaomiao, who was reborn, kicked aside the original heroine, and rose to become the new leading lady.
Since she knew Fu Jingyou would achieve great success in the future, after being reborn Chen Miaomiao’s main focus was on winning over Fu Xiaoliu. But when the story later shifted to the big city, she met the type of man she truly liked…
Fu Jingyou was kicked aside. Proud and self-respecting, he never thought of clinging to her. Yet the man Chen Miaomiao liked could not tolerate him. In business, he was repeatedly suppressed. In the end, the deep sea became his resting place.
Isn’t that rather lamentable?
But Lu Miao had her own principles. She didn’t like meddling in other people’s affairs for no reason. These people could scheme and cause trouble however they wished—as long as it didn’t involve her, she would simply turn a blind eye.
She had no intention of interfering in Fu Xiaoliu’s matters. What did interest her, however, was—what exactly did Fu Xiaoliu look like?
The original author must have really liked this supporting character, since his descriptions were even more vivid than those of the male lead, Xie Fei.
The Fu Xiaoliu in front of her had a solid, powerful build. As for his height, there was no doubt—at least 184 cm. But his hair was very long, messy enough to cover his eyes.
Before transmigrating, Lu Miao had grown up in a wealthy family. Her father ran a leading enterprise across the northern provinces, and her maternal grandfather’s and uncle’s businesses ranked among the top 500 companies in the nation, with global recognition. From childhood, she had been surrounded by the sons and daughters of the rich.
Even though she had seen countless beauties and handsome men, just looking at Fu Jingyou’s thin lips and high nose bridge, she truly couldn’t imagine what kind of flower could bloom from that face.
When they reached the end of the field path, Fu Xiaoliu led them around a pond and stopped before a long row of earth-brick houses behind it.
“We’re here.”
Though they had passed similar mud-brick houses along the way, at least those looked somewhat open and bright. The row before them, however, was surrounded by bamboo and all kinds of unknown trees. From a distance, it looked dark and gloomy—downright sinister.
This?
Was this really meant for people to live in?
Lu Miao was dumbfounded. Someone beside her spoke out what was on her mind:
“People can live here? Even the mules where we come from are housed better than this.”
The group murmured their dissatisfaction, complaints breaking out one after another.
Fu Xiaoliu ignored them. He handed Lu Miao back her things, then turned and walked away.
Perhaps having heard the noise, a female educated youth soon came out of the house. She looked slightly older than them.
“You’re all the new educated youths, right? Quickly, come inside, come inside!”
She ushered everyone in, introducing herself while bringing out a teapot so they could pour water themselves.
“My name is Gu Ying. I came here a few years earlier. The team leader already informed me about you. Have some water and rest for a while. Later, I’ll carefully explain the team’s rules to you.”
Everyone sat around a long table, drinking water as they introduced themselves one by one.
“My name is Chen Miaomiao, from Tianjin.”
“Xie Fei, from the capital.”
“I’m Geng Xiaoyun, and this is my younger brother Geng Junhao. We came from the northeast provinces.”
“And us—Liang Shao, Yu Hao. The two of us are from Henan.”
A female educated youth beside Lu Miao smiled before introducing herself:
“My name is Ren Bingxin, from Han City.”
Gu Ying exclaimed in surprise:
“Han City? Then you’re a local of H Province!”
