The setting sun sits on the top of the mountain.
There is a narrow path among the lush green and rocky mountains, winding up and disappearing into the greenery on the top of the mountain.
The setting sun's glow cast a red glow on the profile of the young woman climbing the mountain.
They carried baskets on their backs and sang songs as fiery as the sunset glow:
Get up early in the morning to herd cattle, go to herd cattle, the ridges of the fields
It rained in the front mountain, but it was sunny in the back mountain. It was sunny in the back mountain. I was looking forward to the arrival of the Red Army.
A big flag is red and red, red and red, down with that local tyrant
A big flag is flying in the sky, flying in the sky, I follow the Red Army①
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The singing voice danced over the mountains, drifted into the valley, and fell on the hair beside the ears of a young girl.
The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate oval face, clear eyeliner, thin eyelashes, a straight nose and bright lips.
The girl lay in the valley with her eyes closed, her sleeves and trouser legs torn, and her forehead scratched.
The corners of his clothes fluttered in the mountain breeze.
When Ruan Xi regained consciousness, his first feeling was that his whole body was about to fall apart, and pain spread throughout his limbs, as if his bones had been broken and then reconnected.
She heard the sound of a gentle wind in her ears and a distant but loud singing voice that sounded like a folk song, and under her body were pieces of hard rocks that almost broke her bones.
She thought she had fallen off the mountain and died, but she didn't expect that she was still alive.
Consciousness slowly returned, but her body was still out of control, so Ruan Xi wanted to open her eyes. However, it was difficult to open my eyes, and I tried for a long time before I could open a little gap.
Through the gap, she saw a piece of blue sky, the corners of which were rubbed a brilliant red by the sunset, and nothing else.
She took a deep breath, held her breath and blinked slowly, and suddenly another person appeared in her sight.
To be exact, a boy.
The boy looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with his entire face against the light.
Ruan Xi couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but she could see the fine hairs on the edge of his cheek.
She saw him open his mouth to speak, but suddenly she couldn't hear what he was saying, and her ears were filled with buzzing.
She felt dizzy and had difficulty opening her eyes, so she simply closed them again.
While she was half conscious, she felt herself being pulled up from the ground, carried on someone's back, and then slowly walked forward facing the evening breeze. The person carrying her was very thin and seemed to be using all his strength in every step.
I don't know how long I walked, the roaring sound in my ears gradually became smaller, Ruan Xi heard the sound of the wind again, but the sound of the mountain song was no longer there. She pried her eyes open and saw that it was already dark. Not far away there was a stilt house built against the mountain.
This stilt house looks very shabby and has only one floor.
She didn't have the energy to think about anything else, nor did she have the energy to look any further, so she closed her eyes again.
After an unknown amount of time, she heard a gentle female voice asking, "Who is this?"
Ruan Xi was put down and lay on the wooden board.
She heard the boy take a breath and say, "I don't know, he was injured and unconscious."
There was obvious displeasure in the woman's voice: "Didn't I tell you not to meddle in other people's business?"
The boy said: "This is... learning from Lei Feng and doing good deeds."
Female voice: "You don't even know her, how do you know she won't rely on us?"
The woman's answer was silent.
Ruan Xi lay on the hard wooden board, and the pain in his body gradually subsided, leaving only some pain in the abrasions on his forehead, elbows and knees.
The weight on her eyelids suddenly became lighter, and she opened her eyes, and this time she sat up with almost no effort.
As soon as I sat down, I met the gazes of the two people in front of me.
One of them was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was not short, but had a tender face, beautiful features, and a handsome and childish look. The other was a middle-aged woman, her face full of annoyance and fatigue, but there was a different kind of charm between her eyebrows.
Both men were wearing gray double-breasted jackets and straight-leg trousers, all of which were patched. They were not wearing proper shoes, but straw sandals that Ruan Xi had seen in the exhibition hall.
After taking a look at the clothes of the two people in front of him, Ruan Xi had only one word in his mind - poor.
Then I felt a little stunned and couldn’t believe it - in modern society, are there still such poor places?
Before she could say hello or verify, her mind suddenly exploded. Without any preparation, countless memories that did not belong to her instantly flooded into her mind, occupying her entire brain capacity.
In just a few seconds, she not only gained the memories and life experience of another person, but also learned another piece of information that shocked her - she fell from a mountain and died, and her soul traveled into a period novel!
Novels have protagonists and supporting characters. She was unlucky and became the supporting female character in the novel. Her original name was also Ruan Xi.
The original body's father was an officer. Due to some unavoidable reasons, he left her in the countryside since she was a child and let her grow up with her grandparents. The heroine is the orphan of her father's comrade-in-arms, and was raised by her parents in the military area.
When she was sixteen, her original self was taken to the military area by her parents. Growing up in a remote and poor area, she was like an ugly duckling in front of the heroine. She was always embarrassed and laughed at, and was often compared with the heroine.
In such an environment, the original character's mentality became unbalanced and gradually distorted, and he then targeted and framed the heroine everywhere, determined to snatch everything from the heroine, including the hero in the story. In the end, he became a standard vicious female supporting role and ended up miserably.
After learning all the information, Ruan Xi's eyes went dark and he fell down again with a bang.
The woman in front of the bed was startled, shrank her shoulders and said, "What happened again? I told you not to meddle in other people's business, but you didn't listen. Meddling in other people's business will only cause trouble. If something really happens, we can't afford it."
Ruan Xi had already heard that the woman was very unhappy about the little boy helping "her" and was afraid of causing trouble. Naturally, she didn't want to cause any more trouble to the little boy. She supported herself on the bed with her hands and sat up, standing up decisively.
Her soul and body were almost integrated, and she no longer had any adverse reactions such as dizziness, weakness, and tinnitus. He was still holding on to his breath just now, but now he has fully recovered like a normal person.
She smiled at the little boy and said, "I'm fine now, thank you."
After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged woman, his eyebrows still curved, "Thank you, ma'am, thank you for your trouble."
While the middle-aged woman and the little boy were still in a daze, she walked out of the stilt house carrying a yellow military backpack. After going out, he took out a flashlight from his schoolbag and rubbed his temples with his fingers as he walked forward.
She couldn't help but sort out the extra information in her mind. It was now 1973, and this place was Fengming Mountain. Her original body had just passed the age of 16, and was a little girl about the same age as the handsome boy just now.
She shone the flashlight on herself. Her hair was waist-length, black and shiny, tied into two pigtails with bright red hair ties at the ends. He was wearing a floral jacket, the fabric was neither new nor old, and had no patches.
In the original body's memory, there is also relevant information about the mother and son just now. The little boy's name was Ling Yao, the woman was his mother, Zhou Xueyun, and his father was Ling Zhiyuan, all of them were from big cities.
A few years ago, the whole country started a revolution. Ling Zhiyuan made a mistake and was sent to Fengming Mountain for reform. He was assigned to the same brigade as his original body - Fengyan Brigade.
I heard that Zhou Xueyun was not punished, but she brought her son Ling Yao and accompanied Ling Zhiyuan to Fengming Mountain.
Perhaps because they had learned a lesson from their mistakes, the family of three had been very cautious in their conduct after being sent down to the countryside, and basically had no contact with people in the village. Apart from working to earn work points, he rarely appears in the sight of villagers.
That's why Zhou Xueyun said those words when Ling Yao saw her fainted in the valley and carried her back.
Ruan Xi sorted out this information, holding a flashlight, and carefully walked back "home" on the rugged mountain road.
Thinking of the living environment of the home in his memory, Ruan Xi couldn't help but feel a headache.
Whenever mountainous areas are mentioned, the word "poverty" is inseparable, not to mention the mountainous areas in the 1970s. Not only are they poor, but each household also has a large population, and being able to have food to eat and not starve to death is a great blessing.
However, because the original body's father was a military cadre, he would regularly send money and various tickets home, and the original body's grandfather was the brigade secretary of Fengyan Village, and was also a cadre, so life was relatively a little better.
At Ruan's house, an oil lamp was lit in the room.
Grandfather Ruan Zhigao sat down at the table, picked up a corn bun with chopsticks, and saw that the fifth child, Ruan Changsheng, had bruises on his nose and eyes. He said unhappily, "You have nothing to do all day but fight. You're going to be a wife soon."
Ruan Changsheng listened with one ear and let it out with the other, and ate the turnip in silence.
The second son's wife shook off the water on her hands and asked as she walked to the table, "Why hasn't Xiaoxi come back yet?"
Just as he finished speaking, a beam of light came in from outside the door, and Ruan Xi came back with a flashlight.
Ruan Xi had just walked a few steps into the room when Ruan Zhigao raised his chopsticks and called her, "Stand there, stand there."
Ruan Xi stopped, turned off the flashlight and stuffed it into her schoolbag, then glanced at everyone in the room, taking a few seconds to quickly adapt to her home in this life and her relatives.
All eight members of the Ruan family, young and old, looked at Ruan Xi. They saw that her forehead was scratched and her clothes and pants had holes in them.
Ruan Zhigao asked: "What are you doing?"
Ruan Xi looked at herself and said, "I accidentally fell into the valley."
Ruan Zhigao didn't care about it. Seeing that she was fine, he waved his chopsticks and said, "Eat!"
Ruan Xi took a deep breath, put her schoolbag aside, and went to the washbasin rack to pour water to wash her face and hands. She didn't change her clothes for the time being. She washed her face and tidied her hair, then went to the stove to get a bowl of rice, squeezed in at the corner of the table, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
The pickled kohlrabi with rice is not as bad as imagined and it goes well with rice.
Ruan Xi didn't say anything. She had just taken two bites of her meal when her cousin Ruan Jie nudged her twice with her arm and said to her with a smile, "Sister Qiu Wen sent us more clothes, including beautiful bras. It's a big package."
Hearing this, Ruan Xi paused in putting the rice into her mouth.
Qiuwen’s full name is Ye Qiuwen. She is the heroine of the novel, the one who was raised in the military area by her original parents. Of course she knew about Ruan Xi's existence, so she would send some old clothes to her from time to time.
After chewing the rice twice, Ruan Xi said calmly, "Oh."
Cousin Ruan Jie looked at her puzzledly, "Are you unhappy?"
In the past, every time Ye Qiuwen sent clothes to her, she was very happy and would spend half a day trying on the clothes with her.
Ruan Xi stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the kohlrabi, "Not really."
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