"Bang, bang, bang…" A round of hurried knocks on the door pulled Samantha from her deep sleep. Her eyebrows knitted together, the displeasure clearly visible on her furrowed forehead due to the disturbance.
She yanked the quilt over her head, intending to continue sleeping, when the knocking and a voice followed, "Sam, Samantha, wake up! Open the door!"
The person knocking seemed hell-bent on not leaving without getting her to open the door.
All the noise made it impossible for Samantha to go back to sleep. She shot up in her bed, ready to hurl abuses at the person, but her words came to an abrupt curve, "Damn it!"
She had remembered, she had gone back in time!
In her original time, she was a rich, beautiful, and modern girl, she had enough money to last a lifetime.
Her parents had initially married because of a business alliance. After both their parents died, they quickly divorced and married other spouses, leaving Samantha without any parental care.
Eventually, she lived alone. Save for the regular inflow of pocket money, her parents had also transferred the inheritance she received from her grandparents.
After graduating from college, Samantha had essentially given up on her family.
She didn't have any ambitions, she lived in the moment and didn't have plans for the future. Hence, she didn't work and spent her days binge-watching TV shows, reading novels, shopping, and traveling around the world.
Mysteriously, during a trip to her personal farm in the suburbs out of boredom, she slipped and fell into a ditch face-first. When she woke up, she had become the Samantha of the 1970s.
"Samantha, if you don't open up, I am barging in!" The person outside continued to holler with slightly faltering determination.
Clearly, they didn’t dare to actually barge in.
Samantha rolled her eyes, halted her thoughts, ran her hand through her hair, and got up to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, Samantha was met with a pair of furious eyes. Lazily, she asked, "What's up? Why are you disturbing my sleep so early in the morning?"
"Early morning?!" The man widened his eyes in disbelief.
Samantha glanced out the window at the already-risen sun.
"What do you want?."
"Young woman, that's no way to speak to your father!" the man ground his teeth in anger, it was all he could do not to slap her across the face.
Although he knew better. His daughter had a temper and if he got on her nerves, he wouldn't hear the last of it.
"If you weren't my father, you wouldn't be standing here right now." Samantha's eyes held deep meaning as she looked at him.
This was the original owner of her body's father, who had been held in check entirely by his very daughter.
Taking advantage of her physical strength, the original owner acted like an unbridled tyrant at home. Anyone who dared to go against her always bore the brunt of their actions.
Everyone in the house was scared of her.
After getting the memories of the original owner of her body, Samantha understood that the original owner couldn't be blamed for her behavior.
The original owner lost her mother when she was young. Her maternal grandparents were indifferent towards her, and even her father neglected her. Only three months after her mother's death, he brought a new woman into his home.
That woman even brought two children along, a pair of troublesome twins
People from outside didn't know this but Samantha was convinced that the kids were her father's biological children.
Now that they had become one family, Samantha, who was already neglected before, was now completely ignored.
At first, Samantha was helpless against the bullying, until one time when she was beaten up by the twins for two hours, and then left starving on the balcony for three days. When she was on the brink of death, she finally had an epiphany: better to live shamelessly than die honorably. From then on, if anyone treated her badly, she would return the favor twice.
Since then, the Greens began to live in chaos.
In the beginning, Samantha always ended up getting hurt, but as she grew up and became stronger, no one in the household was a match for her.
Frightened by her, they began to behave.
Samantha's father glanced at her, her face was changing expressionless. "...You've gone too far this time. You pushed Leticia into the river. She almost lost her life and is still in the hospital. My paycheck has not arrived yet. Can you give me some money? The hospital bill is still short."
As soon as he finished speaking, Samantha's father glared at her.
Samantha scoffed, "I have no money. Find someone else."
Having said that, she slammed the door shut.
Since Samantha was unwilling to give money, he could only leave while cursing.
Samantha sat on the bed and sneered. Did they think she would believe there was no money at home?
She sat on the bed, laughing coldly. Both she and Leticia fell into the river yesterday, however it was not a push, Leticia jumped in and deliberately pulled her in with her.
Leticia could swim and naturally, was not scared.
However, she was inexperienced and was overwhelmed by the strong currents. Thankfully, Samantha managed to take over in time and with great difficulty they both swam out of the river.
Looking at the river, she ignored Leticia, went home, poured herself a bowl of soup, and slept until the next day.
Rubbing her forehead, Samantha sighed.
In this decade of the 70s, marked by poverty and scarcity, how could she, who had been used to a luxurious life, cope?
Lying down for a while, she resigned herself to sitting up, prepared to go out to find something to eat. The next moment, her stomach grumbled and she disappeared from the room.
Looking around the unfamiliar surroundings, Samantha widened her eyes, belatedly realizing what had happened, she had gone into her personal time vault.
She excitedly observed her new environment.
This looked like the warehouse of her family's farm.
Samantha rushed over to push open the large door of the warehouse and sure enough, it was her family's warehouse.
And it was packed with grain.
This farm was owned by her, not only planted with rice and wheat, but there were also a lot of fruits and animals like pigs, sheep, cattle, and chickens. The warehouse was filled with rice and wheat that had been harvested during the year. The hulls from the grains were removed, and the wheat had been ground into flour.
There were about eighty thousand bags of rice and an approximately equal amount of wheat.
The farm was not large, just eighty hectares of land, and a season's yield was about this much.
Samantha also went to check the orchard and the animal pens by the side, all still intact, she excitedly surveyed her land.
Unlike the farm, the amount of land in her time vault had was not large, only about two hectares in front of the warehouse.
Nothing had been planted on it, and next to it was a well, reminding her of the mystical springs mentioned in novels.
Samantha quickly rushed over.
Reaching the edge of the well, the knowledge emerged in her mind. This was not a mystical spring that could rejuvenate one's body, but long-term consumption could strengthen the body, beautify, and rejuvenate the skin.
Better than nothing at all, one must learn to be content. Samantha left her time vault contentedly.
She opened the door, went out to wash her face, then searched the kitchen for something to eat.
The cabinet was locked, but she didn't mind. With a slight exertion, she unlocked the lock.
Physical strength was indeed an added advantage!
There wasn't much inside. Probably to prevent her from cooking, there was a loaf of bread, a jar of jam, peanut butter, five eggs, and a few condiments.
Samantha didn't mind, she quickly made herself a sandwich and some omelettes.
Before turning off the heat, she added a couple drops of sesame oil, releasing an instant aroma.
Samantha enjoyed her meal, savouring each bite.
Just after eating, she heard someone approaching.
The house was allocated by the factory that her father worked at, a two-bedroom, one-living room, apartment. The sound insulation was far from good.