I just finished reading a historical romance novel and gave it one star. After falling asleep, I woke up lying on a crimson embroidered bed draped in grayish white curtains with several holes. The curtains were hung by brass hooks on both sides.,Tang Xiaonuan shivered, it was obvious she had arrived in the 1970s, a time when basic necessities were hard to come by. Looking at this bare-bones home, she guessed that they weren't wealthy at all.,A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.。