The strong smell of gas drifted out through the open window.
Zhang Hongcheng, who was lying against the window, only felt a burning pain in his throat.
His eyes were smoked red, and Zhang Hongcheng even thought that sulfuric acid had been dripped into his eyes.
The charcoal brazier in the house had gone out, but Zhang Hongcheng still didn't dare to be careless. He used up his last bit of strength to climb to the window and began to breathe in fresh air.
The cicadas outside the window were hiding in a nearby locust tree and chirping weakly.
The large speaker tied to the branch of the locust tree kept blaring, completely drowning out the sound of the cicadas.
“Unite and study hard…”
"Our country officially established diplomatic relations with the Guyana government the day before yesterday..."
"Young friends, actively respond to the call, go to the countryside, go to the frontiers, contribute to China's development, and spread our fiery youthful enthusiasm across the mountains and rivers of our motherland!"
"Next, please listen to the song sung by Comrade Li Xiuying, a revolutionary worker from the rough boring workshop—"The Helmsman is the Key to Sailing the Sea"~!"
When Comrade Li Xiuying had sung halfway through her passionate song, Zhang Hongcheng, who had been leaning against the window and breathing heavily, finally came to his senses.
But the view outside the window was so unfamiliar to him.
At first glance, everywhere you look, you see low-rise houses with exposed red bricks and dark old wooden attics crowded together.
The walkways between houses rarely have hard surfaces and are almost entirely dirt.
The most conspicuous things are a few low wooden electric poles, standing out from the gaps between the houses in a dark color.
The electrical wires in the residential area have no pattern or aesthetic appeal. Large sections of wires hang down limply, and some are even lower than the eaves.
On the eaves of a few houses, there are handmade wooden frames nailed with a few white porcelain rings that serve as relay points for the electric wires.
There is a not very high red brick wall between the building where Zhang Hongcheng lives and the residential area.
The walls were covered with various revolutionary slogans, all signed with "Taoling County Machinery Factory GW Association" and dated 1972.
After the smoke in the narrow room cleared, Zhang Hongcheng checked his room with lingering fear.
He was a little confused. He just took a nap in front of the computer, but when he opened his eyes, he became another Zhang Hongcheng.
The son of an ordinary worker at Taoling County Machinery Factory in 1972.
This is a small room of only about eight square meters, which should have been the balcony of a residential building.
The walls were covered with newspapers of varying ages, and the only decoration was portraits of great men.
During the time when Zhang Hongcheng was breathing deeply at the window, the remaining memories of this body had been absorbed by him.
Zhang Hongcheng, 19 years old this year, graduated from high school one year ago and lives with his stepmother and half-sister.
Just now, this guy resolutely chose to commit suicide...
On the low cabinet beside the single bed, Zhang Hongcheng found a letter.
The letter was not written by the original person. It was only a short page, and some of the words on the letter were blurred, which should be the tears of the original person.
This is a breakup letter sent by the girlfriend to the original body.
The general meaning of the letter is: The girlfriend thinks she cannot face the upcoming life of joining the team alone. If Zhang Hongcheng cannot be with her, she will feel desperate and confused about her own future and the future of her original body.
Instead of doing this, it’s better to break up with the original body now.
"You will be a glorious worker in the future, and I will become a bent-back working peasant woman, so let's break up!"
"Maybe one day I can't stand those days and the longing for you anymore, and I will choose to end it cleanly..."
Zhang Hongcheng endured the nausea while reading these last few sentences, and finally understood why the original person was so stupid as to commit suicide.
This person is actually a love-brained person.
Because he couldn't bear the breakup with his girlfriend and the words in the letter, he simply committed suicide.
"madness!"
Zhang Hongcheng carefully read the so-called breakup letter again. In the 44-sentence breakup letter, the girlfriend mentioned her younger brother eleven times in a row.
My girlfriend's younger brother has also reached the age this year and was notified that he must go to the queue to join the team.
Zhang Hongcheng shook his head.
"Silly boy, your girlfriend almost told you that she wants you to give your chance to stay at the factory to her brother."
Zhang Hongcheng decisively made his first decision shortly after traveling through time: this girlfriend must not stay!
Next to the low cabinet is an old small desk.
The only drawer was open.
In the drawer was the original owner's graduation certificate and an old tin box of pastries.
The moment he opened the iron box, Zhang Hongcheng's eyes suddenly froze.
There was an old small photo album in the iron box, and on top of the album was an old envelope.
There was no writing on the envelope, but the edges were frayed, obviously from being frequently rubbed.
What’s most special is that there is a circle of black lines printed around the envelope.
Very impressive.
Zhang Hongcheng clearly remembered that the day before he traveled through time, an old envelope exactly like the one in front of him fell out of a book he bought from a used bookstall!
Could it be that my time travel is related to this old envelope?
The old envelope contained two red stamps, both with a face value of eight cents.
"There's such a good thing?!"
Zhang Hongcheng almost cried out.
This is an extremely rare red stamp. Although the original stamp was not well preserved, it is still...
etc!
Zhang Hongcheng smiled bitterly and patted his head.
It is now 1972. These stamps would definitely be valuable collectibles for future generations, but now they are just a few ordinary stamps.
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