Song Jin walked for about ten minutes and arrived at her home. Everyone was probably having lunch at the moment. She only saw two or three old men playing chess in the cool air at the entrance of the alley. No one noticed her, and she didn't say hello to anyone along the way.
She found the key and opened the door. The yard was still the same as when she left. She opened the doors of all the rooms and took a look. Fortunately, there were no burglars and no damage.
What she worries about most is that someone will sneak in and move things or damage furniture because no one lives in her house for a long time. Now the street office has guaranteed that they will not take her house away and rent it out, and will help her keep it safe, so she can rest assured.
When she traveled through time, it was the spring of 1972. Now more than half a year has passed and it is almost November.
It will take her at least five years to return to the city through the college entrance examination. She just turned 18 last month, and she will be 23 in five years. Well, she is still young.
Song Jin took out the wooden sofa and sat on it to rest. It was a rare opportunity for him to empty his mind. He recalled the past period of time, from when he traveled through time to the end of the world, all kinds of fighting and killing. He thought he would live like a savage in this life, and now he came here again. In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
There is space and you don't have to worry about money and food. There are also countless future achievements that can be exchanged for jobs or to make your life better. Although it is unethical to use other people's achievements, this is a different time.
It was fate that she came here. The things she brought out might be able to make the world's science and technology progress further as soon as possible.
This is also a contribution to the country, so Song Jin does not feel any psychological pressure at all.
It seemed that there was nothing interesting or attractive to her anymore, and life became a bit boring.
"well……"
Song Jin heaved a sigh of relief for the Nth time...
I don't know what Chen Xiaosan is doing.
He should have gone south and hasn't come back yet.
When he comes back and finds out that I have gone to the county town to work and am no longer in the village, will this guy be anxious?
It's his fault. He's always so timid. With this kind of personality, he's actually a well-known gangster.
The people in Taolin Brigade are still too naive. I'm afraid they have never seen what a real gangster looks like.
Chen Xiaosaner...
Phew…
The more Song Jin thought about it, the more she wanted to laugh. It was really strange that she was so impressed by this guy and had a good feeling about him. She had always been looking forward to his confession.
What a pity, the young man doesn’t know how to seize the opportunity.
Song Jin was dazed for a while, then went into the space to take a look, but was still bored.
She left the room and strolled around the yard. She seemed to remember that there was a small wooden box in the utility room. The original owner took it out once and her mother saw it and hurriedly asked for it back. She watched from afar as her mother hid the box under a wooden board in the utility room.
Since she had this memory, Song Jin felt as if something was attracting her, so she decided to take a look.
I walked to the utility room and opened the door. It was a mess inside, not quite the same as I remembered. It must have been ransacked by Li and her son after they moved in. Well, I'll go into the space and give them a good beating later.
After knocking around for a long time, Song Jin finally saw a piece of wooden board that was obviously raised under a ceramic jar in the corner of the wall. He moved the jar away and saw that there was indeed a small wooden box underneath.
The little thing is quite exquisite.
When I opened it, I found a yellowed envelope and a jade pendant wrapped with a red thread, on which was engraved a lifelike lotus.
After looking at it with his own eyes that didn't judge good things, Song Jin felt that this jade pendant was definitely a good thing.
She opened the envelope first and looked inside. There was no letter, only a photo.
The photo shows a handsome young man in a military uniform, smiling brightly at the camera. The background is the gray background of the photo studio. Nothing can be seen.
Song Jin looked at it carefully and thought about it, but had no impression at all.
He put the photo down and picked up the jade pendant to examine it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a good thing. He believed that it would be able to sell for a good price in the future.
But it must not be taken out now. Not only can it not be sold for money, it may also bring disaster.
No wonder the original owner's mother put it away in such a hurry.
Song Jin looked at the jade pendant for a while and then put it into the space.
As I got up and was about to go out, I felt a flash of white light in my mind, and then my eyes went black, and I fell asleep in a daze.
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