Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 1 Crossing 85
On the rugged and steep winding mountain road, a black commercial vehicle slowly moved towards the small village at the bottom of the mountain.

It was Qingming and it was rainy on the mountain. From time to time on the cliff on the left, water mixed with mud and rocks could be seen rolling down the mountain. When vehicles rolled over the muddy water spilled on the road, two long lines were left on the gray road instantly. yellow traces.

Ling Yue, with short hair combed neatly, was sitting in the back seat, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar road through the black glass, and listening to the driver complaining: "This road should also be repaired. It's heart-wrenching."

"And the road is narrow and steep, and there is not even a place to give way when passing cars."

Ling Yue stared at the sharp turn in front of him, and said, "This road is fine now. When I went to school, the road surface hadn't hardened yet. It was useless to wear deep rain boots on rainy days. When I arrived at school, even my socks were covered with mud."

The driver sighed, and carefully steered the car around a sharp turn without guardrails.

"Look at the edge of the cliff, there is not even a protective fence. If the car loses control and rushes down, it will be a car crash!"

Ling Yue hurriedly warned: "Drive slowly, this kind of thing happens every year on this road, especially the next two sharp turns, you must deal with it carefully, we are not in a hurry."

The driver stopped talking immediately, and drove carefully with full energy.

When turning the last sharp turn, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak again when he suddenly heard a bang, and then a huge boulder rolled down from the mountain and lay across in front of the vehicle.

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The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the window, casting a faint golden layer on the room. When Ling Yue opened his eyes, what he saw was the room full of splendor.

Immediately, she was in a daze - this is not her hometown's house!
Although her hometown is in a small mountain village, after years of hard work, she has already transformed the dilapidated wooden structure house into a beautiful three-story small western-style building.

There are two majestic Roman columns in front of the gate of Xiaoyanglou, and the roof is covered with beautiful resin tiles, which once aroused the envy of the villagers, and it was also a topic of conversation between them before tea and after dinner.

But what is this place in front of me?
The ceiling was covered with a yellowed checkered plastic sheet. Although it looked fairly flat, it was still clearly visible that it was covered with dust.

Although the walls were whitewashed, there was a large area of ​​graffiti drawn in colored chalk.

The furnishings in the house are also very simple.

One bed, one desk, one chair, one wardrobe.

In addition, there is messy debris everywhere.

The sundries squeezed the only space, making it difficult to turn around.

Not only that, but there was also an unpleasant stench in the air, which made her unable to stay for a quarter of an hour.

She frowned, how did Xiao Li do things, why did he leave himself here and leave him alone?
There was a grunt in her stomach. She struggled to get up, but before she could put her feet under the bed, a dirty little girl suddenly ran in from the door.

The little girl is very beautiful, with big eyes and ponytails. The only flaw is that her face is dirty, as if she just came out of a coal mine.

The little girl shouted happily to the door: "Dad, Mom is awake!"

Ling Yue was overwhelmed by her "Mom".

She has been in the shopping mall for many years, not to mention getting married, she has never even held a man's hand. How could a little girl call herself "Mom" out of thin air?
Soon, a man ran in from outside the door.

The man was wearing white short-sleeved sleeves, with his hair parted in the middle, his eyes shining like stars were full of surprises: "Great, Xiaoyue, you finally woke up!"

He was so excited that he spoke incoherently, and said, "Are you hungry, let me cook some noodles for you?"

Ling Yue looked at the two people, one big and one small, in a daze, and her mind was in a mess. What's going on?
Seeing that she didn't speak, the man didn't care, and said: "Xiaoyue, if you feel uncomfortable, lie down for a while, wait for me, the noodles will be ready soon."

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell the little girl: "Tongtong, you stay here with mom, okay?"

After the man left, Ling Yue frowned at the dry little girl in front of her.

The girl was too thin, and her clothes were dirty, and she didn't know how long she hadn't changed them.

Ling Yue couldn't see the child being so sloppy, and if she wanted to ask again, a sharp pain came from her head, and she fainted again from the pain.

She didn't know how long it took before she woke up slowly.

Looking at the two pairs of anxious eyes, one big and one small, Ling Yue recognized a reality: No wonder it feels weird here, it turned out that he had traveled through time!
The memory of the previous life overlapped with the memory of a person named Ling Xiaoyue, causing her brain to feel like being hit by a boulder, causing unbearable pain.

She remembered that the commercial vehicle hit a huge boulder rolling down the mountain, and a raging fire ignited on the spot.

The two were trapped in the car on the spot, and before they could call for help, a violent explosion followed!

When I opened my eyes again, I was here.

The girl in front of her, named Wang Yutong and nicknamed Tongtong, is five years old.

The man is her husband, Wang Zhaoyang, 28 years old, a small employee of the machinery factory.

As for myself, I am a three-no person with no job, no culture, and no skills.

The daily task is to take care of the children at home. In the words of later generations, she is a full-time mother.

It's just that she has failed as a full-time mother. She doesn't care about the children, doesn't wash the clothes, doesn't clean the room, and cooks according to her mood.

In addition, spending money is also lavish, and when you go to the farmers market to buy things, you are always ripped off.

She was also of course laughed at by the family members, saying that she would not live a life.

Just as she was immersed in Ling Xiaoyue's memories, Wang Zhaoyang came over with a bowl of noodles: "Xiaoyue, it's time to eat."

Ling Yue looked at the bowl of noodles with a poached egg lying on it, took it and was about to start eating, when she just picked up the noodles, she saw Tongtong staring at the poached egg.

"Have you eaten?"

"Eat, you eat noodles and go to bed early."

Listening to Wang Zhaoyang's answer, Ling Yue was skeptical.

She asked Tongtong: "Tongtong, what did you eat?"

Tongtong looked at the poached eggs and swallowed hard: "Noodles." She patted her stomach, "We are full."

At the end, the big watery eyes looked at Wang Zhaoyang: "Dad, is that what you said?"

Hearing what Tongtong said, Ling Yue looked up at Wang Zhaoyang.

Wang Zhaoyang smiled embarrassingly yet gently, and said, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's lumpy."

Ling Yue frowned, struggling to get out of bed.

Wang Zhaoyang pressed her on the bed: "What are you going to do, the doctor said you can't go to the ground yet."

Ling Yue ignored him.

She also suffered and was hungry.

There are four sisters in the Ling family, and she is the eldest.When her parents went out to work when she was young, the burden of taking care of her younger siblings naturally fell on her immature shoulders.

Especially when she hadn't learned how to cook, her parents often went out for a whole day, and she was so hungry, let alone a meal, even if she was given a handful of chaff, she could swallow it.

(End of this chapter)