There's a reason why I didn't agree to Uncle Gu's request to transfer back today. The contrast between He Wan's timid and submissive nature in the book and my own flamboyant personality is too great.
Going back would easily expose her, and besides, her neighbors over there see that she's a young girl all alone, and many of them have designs on her. Going back might not be as safe as staying here.
According to what I read in the book, the people of Dali Village are quite nice, and being located near the mountains, it is materially abundant. I should just stay in the village for a few more years.
The thought of the care she received from above—a monthly allowance of twenty yuan, industrial coupons, twenty jin of grain coupons, meat coupons, coal coupons, cloth coupons, and oil coupons—which she could receive until she turned eighteen, was incredibly tempting. No wonder Zhang Qiaoqiao schemed against the original owner of this body.
Before she arrived, Zhang Qiaoqiao took away her martyr's family certificate, saying she would collect it for her every month and then mail it to her.
Haha, I don't know who wrote this book for Chen Qing. The female supporting character isn't even worthy of the role; she's just a minor cannon fodder character, yet they portray her as tragically pitiful.
He Wan returned to the educated youth settlement at around 4 p.m.
She was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back, and she suspected she would faint if she didn't eat something soon.
Back inside, seeing that no one was around, I gulped down the hidden drink.
These bottles can't be left outside. He flashed into the space and found that the missing bucket of instant noodles had reappeared on the shelf. Without saying a word, he quickly went out to get the thermos and ate the bucket of instant noodles on the shelf.
After finishing her meal, He Wan sat on the ground and ate everything, soup and all, before she could recover.
Only then did she look curiously at the cloud-like door. He Wan was too full to stand up, so she shuffled over little by little and tried to throw the instant noodle box inside.
There was no response after a while, so I threw in a beverage bottle, but there was still no response.
This time, she mustered up her courage and reached out her hand. She felt a cool sensation and was surrounded by mist. Finally, she gritted her teeth and went inside.
With my eyes closed, I could feel the dampness of the mist. When I opened them, a modern house appeared before me.
If it weren't for the fact that the furniture and decorations inside were different from her home, she would have really thought she had returned to reality.
Shocked, he stood up and kicked the instant noodle bucket and beverage bottle she had thrown in.
Completely shocked, he picked it up, looked behind him, and exclaimed, "Holy crap, isn't this Old Yun's refrigerator?"
However, both doors of the refrigerator were open, and the inside was filled with steam.
Looking inside the room, it has two bedrooms and two living rooms. The furniture is white and natural wood, which looks very cozy.
He Wan walked around the house in utter shock, even turning on the tap to check—there was water. She turned on the gas—yes, it worked. The bathroom—yes, everything was there.
"Good heavens, this is too amazing! Have I traveled back in time? I have to go find Lao Yun right away."
As he spoke, he ran to the door to go out.
As soon as I touched the doorknob, I was struck by an electric current.
"No way, we can't get out?"
As he spoke, he touched it again, but it didn't work at all.
He Wan was not giving up. She found a wooden spatula in the kitchen and tried it, but it still didn't work.
After struggling for a while, she summarized her past experiences reading novels.
This could be a room in her space.
Like the space farms in some novels, there is a small villa inside.
She doesn't have a farm, but she does have a small room.
"Not bad, not bad. Having a place like this is good enough. There's a place to live in this space, with fire and water. This is much better than Chen Qing's dimensional system."
He Wan sat on the sofa in the living room for a while, and even watched TV for a bit.
I went to the bedroom and thought there was nothing there, but then I found a photo of Lao Yun on the bedside table.
"Old Yun, oh dear, how did you get a photo of yourself? Old Yun, where are you? Is this really nothing?"
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