After Lin Guodong left the house, he glanced at the yard casually, and then thought of the backpack behind Zhang Yiyi on the mountain, and left thoughtfully.
When he returned home empty-handed at noon, his stepmother Zhou Xing looked at him coldly, and without saying a word, she shouted to the grandfathers in the house: "It's time to eat, hurry up, one by one, are you still waiting for me to serve you? You are so old, and you don't work but wait for free meals. I really owe you in my last life, come here to work like a cow and a horse for you!"
Lin Guodong hid the sarcasm in his eyes, ignored it, turned around to scoop water to wash his hands, it has been more than two months, and the mat has been laid for so long, there are not many days like this!
Lin Dafu, his youngest son Lin Weimin, and his daughter Lin Xiu came out of the house one after another. Lin Dafu was silent as always. Lin Weimin came over with a playful smile and flattered his mother, "Mom, you are a great contributor to the family. I will give you half a bowl of my porridge later." Lin Xiu also helped her mother to set the table with a well-behaved look.
Zhou Xing couldn't stand her youngest son's thoughtful look the most. She smiled and said, "My Weimin is the most sensible." As for the half bowl of porridge, how could she want it? Her beloved son was not enough to eat. She would give him half a spoonful later.
At the table, the family ate harmoniously, talking and laughing. Of course, Lin Guodong was not among them.
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Zhang Family
After a strong dizziness, Zhang Yiyi had completely recovered the lost part of her memory.
She knew who the brother Xiaowei mentioned by Tiedan was, and she also remembered what happened to the original body on the day of the funeral of her parents, and how she fell into a fever and coma.
The original body was not the only child of Zhang Changlin and Xu Guihua. She also had a younger brother named Zhang Wei, who was three years old this year. He disappeared on the seventh day after the funeral of her parents.
The original body, who was already deeply hit by the death of her parents, suffered another heavy blow. Her beloved brother disappeared! However, her fever and coma were not only because of this. She accidentally overheard the conversation between her uncle and aunt, and knew that her brother was not missing for no reason, but was sold by them!
She rushed over to argue with them at that time, but they did not admit it. The original body had no evidence except for overhearing two ambiguous words.
The villagers didn't believe her either, thinking that she was like her uncle said, and was unconscious because of the great blow. After all, who could have thought that an uncle (sister-in-law) would sell the only child of his own brother (older brother).
The original body really couldn't stand it this time. After all her relatives and friends left that night, she began to have a fever and coma. Even though Aunt Cao came to feed her rice soup and herbs and helped her cool down the next morning, she didn't get better. The successive blows were too great, and the 16-year-old girl eventually died, and then Zhang Yiyi came.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yiyi gnashed her teeth in hatred. How could this be a relative? This was simply an enemy. How could a relative take advantage of someone's misfortune? Even a three-year-old child was not spared. The original body was so sad before fainting, and her deceased parents must have died with anger!
As someone who occupied someone else's body, she didn't know whether it was the consciousness of the original body left in her body, or she was really angry and felt the same way, but she was about to explode at this moment.
In her previous life, she had also read a lot of similar news on the Internet, but none of them made her so sad. Tears in her eyes could not stop flowing down, her chest was beating violently, her body was trembling, and her limbs were cold.
Zhang Yiyi covered her face and cried bitterly as she recalled the mischievous and coquettish images of her younger brother Zhang Wei. She was Zhang Yiyi in the 1960s, and Zhang Wei was her own brother. She would make those who had provoked and harmed them pay the price!
Originally, she had a storage base, and she was planning to talk to the village chief in the afternoon about finding an easy job to slack off, and then run a small stove at home, eat and drink well until she could resume the college entrance examination. Now she has changed her mind.
Her younger brother was sold, and she must work hard to find a way to get him back. She must also strive for every available opportunity to make people dare not underestimate her and bring the evildoers to justice!
After making this decision, Zhang Yiyi changed her previous paralyzed behavior and focused on thinking about what to do next. She was still too weak now, so weak that no one would believe her words, and she was afraid that calling the police would be enough to have no results.
If she stayed in this village, there would definitely be no change. If she wanted to make progress, she had to leave the village. As for going to high school, it was not within her consideration at the moment. What could a high school student have that was worthy of respect?
So she could only find a way to find a job in the town. She knew that in this era, having a formal job in the town would be highly valued, and even the village chief would look up to her.
But finding a job, and a formal job, was as difficult as climbing to the sky for an orphan in a village!
However, Zhang Yiyi suddenly thought that the job should be inherited at this time. Zhang Changlin was a formal employee in the factory. As his daughter, she would be 17 years old after the New Year. It was very natural for her to take over her father's job. No one could say anything.
Well, that's it. After making plans, Zhang Yiyi felt better. Unfortunately, she sprained her ankle and couldn't go out. Otherwise, she could go to the town in the afternoon.
The road from the village to the town is not easy to walk. There is a long section of mountain road, winding and winding. Even under normal circumstances, it takes more than an hour to walk. Now she can only stay at home and wait for her foot to heal.
That night, Zhang Yiyi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. In her mind, she flashed the image of her brother, and then the scene of her original body's parents doting on her. At this moment, she realized that, unconsciously, her mind had truly merged with her original body.
She was a little worried about what to do next. She was afraid that she would grow too slowly and would not be able to punish the evildoers soon. She was even more worried that she would not be able to find her brother and hurt her parents' hearts.
Thinking of a three-year-old child who was still suffering somewhere at this time, Zhang Yiyi was so sad that she couldn't sleep. Maybe after she took a step forward, such as settling on a job first, she would feel better, but at this moment, she sprained her ankle and couldn't do anything. Alas!
Just when she was feeling depressed, there was a thud in the yard, as if something had fallen to the ground, and it was quite heavy. Her heart was hanging. Could it be that there was a thief in the house?
Zhang Yiyi looked at the watch she took out from the space in the moonlight. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. At this time, for Beijia Village in the mountain valley, every household should be in deep sleep.
She kept her original posture and did not move, holding her breath to listen to the movement outside. Except for the sound just now, there seemed to be no other sound, but she was still worried. She took out the electric baton, held it tightly in her hand, and leaned on the crutches she found in the space one afternoon, and tiptoed to the door of the outer room.
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The storage base was built in the 1960s
RomanceAuthor: Haimo Xilu Type: Rebirth through Time Travel Status: Completed Introduction: In her previous life, her father was an uneducated rough man, and her mother was ambitious but fragile. She lived in a family environment full of cold violence sinc...