Chapter 3: It's not time travel, it's time traveling through books

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Lin Mo closed his eyes and as the scenes played in his mind, tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. This is too tragic. Although she is an orphan, she has lived a good life since she was a child. Although she has no relatives, she can live a comfortable enough life alone. Some things have never been obtained, and losing them is not that important.

But what about the original owner? She has been so well protected since she was a child, and those who love her suddenly leave her in three days. How painful it would be! Even her 30-year-old aunt couldn't help but feel sad and heartbroken after reading her memories from a spectator's perspective. What about her, a fourteen-year-old girl who experienced it personally?

So is this why she doesn't want to live alone? Yes, Lin Mo is dead, whether it is the 30-year-old female anchor Lin Mo in the 21st century or the 14-year-old girl Lin Mo in the 1970s, they are all dead.

Lin Mo died in the 21st century because he didn't pay attention to safety. He plugged into the socket with his hands that were still wet from washing vegetables and was electrocuted. (Children must be careful not to touch electrical switches and sockets with wet hands!! Pay attention to safety and start with me, don’t follow Lin Mo’s example, she is too disobedient.)

In the 1970s, Lin Mo died of self-abandonment. The little girl was not in good health, and now she was suffering from great sadness. She couldn't bear the continuous blows and fainted, but the little girl had no will to survive. , so fainting turned into really dying.

This is in vain to benefit Lin Mo in the 21st century. I don’t know why. Anyway, the Lin Mo in the 21st century was reborn in the Lin Mo of the 1970s. It can also be said that the Lin Mo of the 21st century traveled to the 1970s and became an adult. He fell in love with the poor 14-year-old girl Lin Mo.

After receiving the memory of the original owner, Lin Mo opened his eyes again and looked at the snow-white ceiling above his head in a daze. Although I feel a little sorry for the original owner, this body was not stolen from her. It was the original owner who gave up first, so that she could occupy the magpie's nest, so she will live well, even for the original owner's sake.

Hmm~ According to her memory, it was the early 1970s. She remembered that when Lin Mo fainted, it was October 5, 1972, and the autumn harvest had just begun in the brigade. It was 1972~ The college entrance examination was resumed. If she remembered correctly, it should be around October 20th, 1977. It was the 20th specifically. I can’t remember clearly, but it was only a few days away.

And the original owner is fourteen years old this year and has graduated from junior high school. Now she is in the first grade of high school. Due to the autumn harvest, the school has a half-month vacation. That is, she will continue to go to high school on October 15th. Nowadays, high schools must go to the county. The original owner’s junior high school was in a commune. Their group is close to the commune and only takes half an hour to walk there. The original owner’s mother also works in the commune, and she has a bicycle at home. So every day, her mother would take her there and back by bicycle. It would only take fifteen minutes to go there. The county seat is a bit far away. It takes half an hour to get to the county by bus from the commune, or at least more than an hour if you ride a bicycle. And in today's society, it is not safe for a little girl to ride back and forth, so she lives on campus. According to memory, she has two and a half days off every week, and she can go home then.

After thinking about going to school, she had to think about the original owner's parents. Originally, the original owner's mother was going to pick up the original owner's father's body and belongings home, but something happened on the way. She remembered hearing the person who informed her before the original owner fainted. People say that the remains of the original owner's parents will be brought back for burial. So she didn't have to pick them up. She just had to wait for their bodies to be brought back for a proper burial. Well, let's also build a tomb for the original owner. After all, I have to continue to use this body, so I can only aggrieve the original owner.

Then there is her location, because Lin Mo was from Liao Province in the 21st century, so she is quite familiar with the Northeast. But she knew about Heilongjiang Province, but she had never heard of Yuanlin County in Lu'an City. Well, she didn't want to think about it anymore. Maybe it was because the place was not very famous, so she had never heard of it in her previous life.

Lin Mo was lost in thought when he heard a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open, and a little nurse walked in from the door.

"Ah! You're awake." Seeing Lin Mo looking at her with his eyes open, he shouted in surprise.

"Yeah" Lin Mo wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak, so he could only barely utter the word "um".

Upon seeing this, the little nurse quickly came over and poured her a glass of water. While helping her up, she said, "Stop talking now. You have been crying and fainting for so long. You must be thirsty. Drink some water first to moisten your throat." .”

Lin Mo obediently followed her strength and stood up, then took the enamel jar she handed and drank half of the jar of water. He felt that his throat was much better and no longer had the dry feeling before, and then he smiled and said, "Thank you, comrade."

"Serving the people, this is what I should do." The little nurse smiled. The person who sent her here said that this little girl was a family member of a martyr. Her family sacrificed to protect the people and the country, so she must be taken good care of. The children they left behind.

The little nurse thought for a moment and then introduced herself with a smile, "My name is Liu Fenfang. I am 18 years old this year and should be much older than you. If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me directly. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Fenfang. Of course, if you You can call me Comrade Liu Fenfang if you don’t want to."

Lin Mo smiled sweetly and said, "Why wouldn't you be happy? From now on I will call you Sister Fenfang, and I would like to thank you for taking care of me."

No, no, you're too polite. This is what I should do. By the way, you just woke up. I'll go find a doctor and come over to check on you. I also have to inform Secretary Wang. You take a rest first. I'll be there soon. Come back." With that, Wang Fenfang hurried out.

Lin Mo smiled and shook his head. Little girls in this era were really prosperous, but it was really different from the 1970s in her impression. It didn't mean that in this era, no matter whether it was a supply and marketing cooperative, a state-owned hotel, or a hospital, as long as they were People who have an iron job only look at people through their nostrils. I still remember the novel she read before. The heroine went to the hospital to see her sprained foot, and was called hypocritical by a nurse named Liu Fenfang!

Wait~Liu Fenfang? Let’s call the little nurse just now Liu Fenfang! There is also this place named Hongqi Brigade, Hongqi Commune, Yuanlin County, Lu'an City, Heilongjiang Province. I went there and I said why it was so familiar. I thought it was because of the memory of the original owner, but it turned out to be the place where the heroines and the others went to the countryside in the novel. Yes, yes, the secretary of Yuanlin County is also named Wang! Then I, Lin Mo, couldn't be the young cannon fodder Lin Mo who provided the heroine and the hero with a place to live in their own world, right?

In other words, what I really want to do is not travel to the 1970s, but to a novel I was reading recently? And he’s still the little cannon fodder who didn’t even appear?

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