Rebirth in the Eighties: Pampered Doctor-Chef Wife

Rebirth in the Eighties: Pampered Doctor-Chef Wife

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Introduction
It was rumored that the prestigious bachelor of the imperial city, Pei Xun, the ideal son-in-law in all mothers-in-law’s eyes, has gotten himself a fiancée – a country girl who came from rural areas. People fell into sourness like they’ve eaten lemons: It must be that Pei Xun has a peculiar taste, thus he fancied such a unrefined rural girl! However, when they witnessed her in person, they found that the 'country bumpkin' had fair and beautiful features, with a graceful figure, making her even more dignified than the town’s popular ladies who had studied abroad. The crowd turned sour again, even if she is good-looking, she’s probably just a pretty but brainless vase! But then, this 'empty-headed' beauty outperformed academics by being admitted into important imperial universities one day, casually cured terminally ill big shots the next, and threw an exaggerated tea party on the third day where only top elites were invited. The crowd questioned: Exactly where did this big shot come from? They, of course, didn't know that Lin Yin, our protagonist, was a true Medical Big Shot from the 31st century, who after being reborn in 198, managed to rise and become wealthy from a humble village life. Lin Yin: "Hm? I heard that you look down upon me?" Pei Xun, who was peeling chestnuts for his beloved, casted a cold side glance at the crowd. The crowd shook their heads frantically: "No way, not at all. We dare not!" Thus unfolds the love story of a pretend cool-school genius and a real medical genius from a small village, a power couple known for their brilliance and sweet pampering.
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When Lin Yin regained consciousness again, she thought she heard someone calling her.

"Yin Yin? Lin Yin, what happened to you? Wake up, wake up!"

Lin Yin tried hard to open her eyes, but it was as if something was adhered to her eyelids, preventing her from opening them. There were also memories in her mind that didn't belong to her. She was somewhat confused, had she transmigrated after death?

According to the memories, the owner of this body was living in the mid-80s in a parallel world, within an old thatched house interspersed with some brick-built houses. The red brick houses looked exceptionally simple and rustic from a modern perspective, but at that time, they were symbols of wealth in the village. The original owner was from one of these rare brick houses in the village.

The original owner was only eighteen years old and had just started eleventh-grade this year. After the monthly break, she returned to the village with Xu Jiao, a fellow villager. Unexpectedly, less than 500 meters away from the village entrance, they met a local thug.

The thug initially targeted Xu Jiao, who was walking in front of her. The original owner, being faithful to her friend, stopped the man to let Xu Jiao go back and find help. However, Xu Jiao didn't return after leaving, and the original owner, unable to fight off the thug and unwilling to lose her purity, crashed her head into a tree.

There was immediate bloodshed from her forehead, and she fell unconscious. The thug, frantic, left in a hurry. Clearly, he only had the courage to take advantage of others, but when he saw someone's life was in danger, he needed to flee. Hence, the original owner managed to preserve her chastity.

Lin Yin let out a long sigh, finding the weight that was stuck to her eyelids had gone. She quickly opened her eyes. The one holding her was Aunt Huaihua, the original owner's neighbor. Seeing her open her eyes, Aunt Huaihua sighed in relief.

Lin Yin coughed twice, remembering the dramas she had watched about this era. Her eyes, full of tears, snapped open, and she croaked, "Aunt Huaihua, what happened... what happened to Xu Jiao?"

Aunt Huaihua looked at those worried eyes, her heart pounded. The only ones in the village who made it to the city high school were Lin Yin and Xu Jiao. Every break, they would return home together. But now, Lin Yin was lying on the ground, with Xu Jiao nowhere to be found. Could Xu Jiao be involved in all this?

Good-hearted Aunt Huaihua, who loved gossip, watched a lot of prime-time soap operas after the village introduced television. She quickly filled in the blanks with various realistic scenarios, her mouth quick with words, "I didn't see Xu Jiao. When I came, I saw you lying on the ground, bleeding all over... what happened to you?"

Lin Yin was stunned, looking at the village from time to time and murmuring to herself, "It's all for the best!"

Watching her, Aunt Huaihua grew anxious and patted Lin Yin's hand, "If you have any grievances, just say it! How could you let people worry like this..."

Like flipping a switch, the calm Lin Yin began to cry again. She sobbed and said, "Xu Jiao and I ran into a thug. I stopped him and told her to go back to the village for help. But she never came back... She must have not found anyone. It was too dangerous here, so I... I would rather have died than be... It would be easier if I were the one who suffered..."

Aunt Huaihua clicked her tongue, feeling like swearing. What kind of person was she! On regular days, Xu Jiao and Lin Yin were like best friends. Lin Yin was there to call for help, and yet Xu Jiao dilly-dallied, obviously doing it on purpose!

Thinking about it, she looked at Lin Yin with increasing sympathy. This young girl knew only about studying and had no idea that people could be so cruel. She helped others, but others seemed to push her into deep trouble!

In the distance, Xu Jiao's yell was heard, "Is there anyone? Lin Yin was molested by a thug not far from the village entrance! Come and save her quickly!"

Her voice was deafening, and since it was the evening when villagers were returning from their farming work, soon enough, nearly the whole village knew that Lin Yin, who came from one of the wealthiest families and was also one of the most beautiful girls in the village, was molested by a thug.

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