He Luyi, a 48th-century successor to socialism, is a flower bud whose biggest dream in life is to be free from the pressure of survival, bury herself in the countryside and create a paradise of her own.
But the reality is too harsh, too bleak, just think about it, the idea is good, you can think more about it~
But He Luyi just refused to give up. Even though the probability of realization was too low, she still kept fantasizing about it. Influenced by the development of the Internet, online novels have been popular for a long time. After accidentally falling into the pit in junior high school, she could never get out of it.
Of course, He Lvyi didn't care, nor did she think about getting up. There are thousands of novels, and she loves to read sweet pet stories that travel through time and space. It doesn't matter if they are full of routines, the important thing is that she enjoys reading them!
After reading numerous space farming novels and a highly-praised city vegetable-growing novel on the Tomato Novel platform, He Lvyi's eager heart became even more eager...
There is no time for realization, but a seed planted will one day take root, sprout and grow healthily!
Of course, at the moment, due to this ethnic group's unique talent for growing vegetables and farming, He Luyi is very addicted to it! Although it is very tiring, but he really wants to do it!
I am still addicted to space. Countless times, I have seen the heroine's space and was so envious that I prayed to God to give her a space for planting!
After reading the updated chapters again, I saw that the heroine used the space without having to distinguish between seasons or consider geographical factors, and planted all kinds of vegetables, fruits, and even rice and wheat in batches. He Luyi was greedy again...
"God, please give me a space. I'm not greedy, even if it can only hold things. But it would be even better if I could farm. It would be even more delicious with spiritual spring water!"
God: This is what you call not being greedy...
Another failed prayer.
"Ah, I also want to have a space, and then grow some ginseng or something, then I'll have money, and all my problems will be solved."
"Of course, now that I have the space, I will stay in my hometown all the time. It is impossible for me to work!" He Luyi held the mobile phone, fantasized there, and even laughed out loud.
As the saying goes, if you have something to say, don't say it too much, especially bad things. If you keep saying how great it would be if you died, the pressure of life is too great, and you can only rely on unrealistic YY to comfort yourself. If you say it too much, you don't take it seriously, but there is a god above your head!
I’m just afraid that some god will suddenly show up and make it come true in an instant!
Just then, after He Luyi had said it countless times, a bolt of lightning struck from the blue, snap!
Somehow, it happened to strike He Luyi who was in the house. In a flash of white light, He Luyi disappeared...
It was as if this person had never appeared in this world. He Luyi disappeared completely, and there was no trace of his existence in the 48th century.
The world is so big, and all kinds of things happen every day, good and bad. The disappearance of He Luyi won't cause even the slightest ripple...
So, how did the thunder strike so accurately without destroying the house?
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At the end of 1998, an era of flourishing of various kinds of flowers, the millennium of 2000 was only a moment away.
In the southwest, in a remote and impoverished village, in a brick house located not far from the foot of the mountain, far away from the hustle and bustle, a woman is busy feeding pigs alone.
The men and other women in the family are busy working in the fields. Although they don’t have to work in the fields in autumn and winter, growing winter vegetables is a must for every household.
Standing under the eaves and looking into the distance, you can see a sea of withered yellow mixed with a little bit of dark green. Those are the pine and cypress trees that are scattered around, stretching out their bodies.
It adds a touch of freshness to the cold weather and lonely autumn and winter.
The woman, who looked to be about 24 or 25 years old and was pregnant, was doing some light chores at home, probably because she was about to give birth.
Feeding pigs, chickens and ducks was considered easy, right? So it was the women's turn.
It is already the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the atmosphere of the New Year is gradually becoming stronger in every household. Even if the house seems deserted at the moment, it is only temporary.
The woman was busy at home until the sun set and the night deepened, and people who worked outside came back home one after another.
"Mom, third brother, are you back? I'm almost done with dinner." The woman wiped the water and oil stains on her apron. She was very happy to see her family back.
The woman's name was Donghua. She had been married to Hejia Village for three years. In her first year of pregnancy, when she was about to give birth, she accidentally bumped and fell while feeding pigs with her big belly, and lost a fully grown baby boy.
This is a woman's eternal regret and unresolved heart.
But life had to go on, and not long after, she became pregnant again. This time, the woman was cautious and successfully reached the late stage of pregnancy. Although she still had to do work like feeding pigs, she knew she couldn't be so hard.
Donghua was not from the same village. Her home was in the Ninth Brigade of the Cannery Village, which was about seven or eight kilometers away, not too far but not too close either. She met her husband through a blind date. Perhaps because they got along well, they got married soon and formed a new family.
Donghua’s husband, He Fenghui, is the third child in the family, with two older brothers and a younger sister.
The eldest brother, He Fengbei, has a bad temper and gets angry easily. He is married and his wife is said to be a widow who fled the war. Whether this is true or not is debatable. They have a son named He Ming, who is now 8 years old.
The second son, He Fengfu, has a more stable personality. He is married. His wife is a girl from the neighboring Chenjia Village. They have two daughters and one son. The eldest daughter, He Hongmei, is 10 years old; the second daughter, He Li, is 7 years old; and the youngest son, He Xing, is 5 years old.
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