As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
We are now in a desperate situation with no way out but to fight a battle with our backs to the wall. We must win this battle.
Otherwise, it would be even more difficult for our country to rise to prominence.
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Grandpa Zhang said in a deep voice, "If we want to develop, we must eliminate all the malignant tumors. I believe this is the last bit of malignant tumor. We just need to endure the pain and remove it."
The old men knew what was going on.
That night.
Lin Jingyu couldn't sleep.
Re-enter the dock space.
Looking at the billions of supplies, she sighed again.
If these things are handed over, even if they cannot help the country rise to prominence, at least it will no longer suffer from poverty.
Unfortunately, he couldn't be sure whether his fate would be the same as Yang Shujue's if he handed these things over.
It should be noted that Yang Shujue is the author's own daughter, so no matter what problems she encounters, she always manages to turn misfortune into good fortune and ultimately survives.
But I, the unexpected person who appeared, probably won't be so lucky.
Besides feeling heartbroken, she was also terrified of being torn to pieces.
Wandering around aimlessly...
Lin Jingyu quickly arrived at the grain warehouse.
Over the years, she has emptied a lot of grain from the warehouse, including one of the cargo compartments.
The empty cargo box can be used to store other things later...
With this idea in mind, I decided to clean the empty cargo box.
When she opened the cargo compartment door, she was completely stunned.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
The cargo compartment, which was originally empty, is now full of grain.
"What's going on?"
Reaching out and poking at the bags of rice in front of her, Lin Jingyu felt like her brain wasn't up to the task.
Completely bewildered, she walked to the cargo compartment next to her. "Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"
Opening the cargo compartment revealed bags of rice.
Undeterred, she opened all the cargo compartments in the area.
Lin Jingyu was completely dumbfounded.
All the cargo boxes were filled with grain.
In other words, will the grain she moved reappear?
What is the underlying principle?
She wanted to explain, but couldn't find any excuse.
After thinking about it all night and still not figuring it out, Lin Jingyu had no choice but to put it out of her mind.
"Jingyu!"
Upon hearing a familiar voice, Lin Jingyu quickly walked out.
At the doorway, Zeng Miaozhu, dressed casually, stood holding her bicycle, smiling at her. "Are you free today? Let's go out for a stroll together."
"Shall we go out for a stroll now?"
Lin Jingyu looked completely stunned.
"What, can't we go shopping now?"
Zeng Miaozhu looked completely innocent. "We don't have many holidays. If we don't go shopping now, when will we?"