[Purely fictional, imaginative period writing, mainly starting from the 1980s.]
[The main reason is that the heroine was actually born in late 1979.]
[It's just a novel, please don't apply real-life logic...]
It was snowing heavily and water was freezing.
In a small village in the north of Jianghuai Province.
Woohoo...it's so cold!
Yun Ningyu felt dizzy and just wanted to turn over, but she felt her body was tightly trapped by something.
She opened her eyes with difficulty and immediately gasped because of the cold.
There was heavy snow falling before my eyes, and the air was chilly.
Where is this place?
Isn't she working overtime?
Before opening her eyes, Yun Ningyu clearly remembered that she was working overtime on a project.
I work until three in the morning almost every day.
It has been going on for over a month.
Now this is…
What did she want to say?
The sound made was the crying sound of a baby: "Wa...wa..."
Then I realized that I had become very small and turned into a baby.
He was wrapped in a thick swaddling cloth and held tightly in someone's arms.
What am I wearing?
After a brief panic, Yun Ningyu quickly accepted the reality.
At least she died painlessly.
It’s like sleeping and opening your eyes to have a new life.
It started from childhood, how nice!
Can all the regrets, unwillingness, and wrong things she once did be made up for?
Let me see where I was reincarnated in this life?
Yun Ningyu couldn't wait to look around, and was stunned by what she saw.
What a shabby courtyard, with mud walls and a thatched roof?
What is that round thing covered with snow in front of the house?
It can’t be an ancient stone mill!
And those short, dirty sheds in the corners, and the chickens and ducks clucking in front of them?
Oh my god, is it a chicken coop or a duck coop?
Am I in the countryside?
Are there still such poor rural areas in modern society?
Just when Yun Ningyu widened her eyes in surprise, wanting to see what the person holding her looked like?
The man in front of me was about sixty years old and was wearing a dark blue cotton jacket made of homespun cloth.
The fierce-looking old woman raised her hand and threw half of her bag heavily to the ground.
She sneered at her with disdain in her eyes: "I went to the hospital to give birth for two days, and all I gave birth to was a girl."
"It really brings shame to our Qu family."
"Here are your rations. From today on, you will live separately and eat your own food."
What? Rations?
Just the half-torn bag in front of you?
Who is she? Could she be my grandma?
Yun Ningyu subconsciously guessed...
Then a young man in his twenties, thin and wearing a worn cotton jacket over an old military uniform that had been washed so hard that it looked bleached, came forward and lifted his pockets.
He looked at it with disbelief in his eyes: "Mom, there are three of us in our family. You only give us half a bag of wheat. Isn't it enough to eat?"
Upon hearing this, the old woman immediately put her hands on her hips and raised her brows.
She roared at the man with full force: "You are the only one among the three of you who has an acre of land. Your wife's land is still at her parents' home and has not been moved here yet."
“How much grain can be harvested from one acre of land?”
"You two have been eating at home for half a year. The only half bag left is your mother. I feel sorry for you."
"If it's not enough, ask her parents for more!"
"She married into my family, but the land was not transferred to her. All the harvest went to them. If you need food, go to them."
"You don't know what's good for you!"
After saying that, she turned around, went into the house, closed the door heavily, and ignored him.
"Songsheng, our mother..."
The woman holding Yun Ningyu opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, tears rolled down onto the swaddling clothes.
Then she said, "Songsheng, it's all my fault for not being able to give birth to a son and making Mom angry."
"Talk to Mom about it..."
What? My own mother is actually a son-chauvinist?
Yun Ningyu was just beginning to feel angry when she heard the man say, "Wanxia, don't think too much. I love my daughter just as much. Come inside quickly, don't get cold."
This father seems to be okay and doesn't favor boys over girls.
Wait, what did they just call each other?
Pine trees? Sunset?
Qu Songsheng? Lin Wanxia?
This, this, this, oh my god!
Yun Ningyu's heart suddenly rumbled with thunder: Isn't that the name of the cannon fodder in the novel she just read?
Because her work is boring, sometimes when she feels particularly upset, she will read novels online to relax her mind.
Now, I'm actually in a novel?
Oh, heaven and earth, if you want to wear it, just wear it. Why do you have to wear it to the cannon fodder’s house?
You know, this couple is a pair of blood bags in the book because they are too hardworking and honest.
First, she was sucked dry by the entire Qu family, and then she was used as a stepping stone by the male and female protagonists!
And their daughter has always been bullied by other members of the Qu family.
He died before he grew up.
Die young?
Doesn't that mean I only have a few years to live?
[It’s over. I’m going to die.]
Yun Ningyu's mood instantly collapsed and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
It would have been fine if he had traveled through a book, but he actually traveled through the body of a short-lived child.
Is this a tough start mode, letting her little baby break through the siege?
How to break through?
What can a baby do?
She struggled hard, and when she saw her own frail little arms and hands, she wanted to go crazy even more.
Ahhh, I really don't want to die early!
Qu Songsheng, who had just helped Lin Wanxia into the house, was suddenly stunned:?
Who is talking, and it’s a baby voice?
He looked at his daughter in the cradle with confusion. The baby opened her mouth and yawned, not looking like she was about to speak.
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