The setting sun sat on the top of the mountain.
There was a narrow path among the lush green and rocky mountains, winding up and disappearing into the greenery on the top of the mountain.
The sunset glowed red on the side of the woman climbing the mountain.
They carried backpacks on their backs and sang songs as fiery as the sunset glow—
getting up early in the morning to herd cattle, going to herd cattle, on the ridges of the fields
It rained in the front mountain, but the back mountain was sunny, the back mountain was sunny, waiting for the arrival of the Red Army
A big flag is red and red, red and red, overthrowing the local tyrant
A big flag is floating in the sky, floating in the sky, I follow the Red Army①
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The singing danced on the mountain range, drifted into the valley, and landed on the hair of a 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, pants and legs were torn by holes, and her forehead was also scratched.
The corners of her clothes were turned up and down by the mountain breeze.
When Ruan Xi regained consciousness, her first feeling was that her whole body was about to fall apart, and pain spread throughout her limbs, as if her bones had been broken and then put back together again.
She heard a gentle breeze and a distant but loud singing voice in her ears. The tune sounded like a mountain song, and under her body were hard rocks that almost broke her bones.
She thought she had fallen off the mountain and died, but she was still alive.
Consciousness slowly returned, and her body was temporarily out of control. Ruan Xi wanted to open her eyes. However, it was very difficult to open her eyes, and she tried for a long time before she could open a little gap.
Through the gap, she saw a piece of blue sky, the corners of which were rubbed with a brilliant red by the sunset, and nothing else.
She took a deep breath, held her breath and blinked slowly, and suddenly a person appeared in her sight.
To be precise, it was a boy.
The boy looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, and his whole face was against the light.
Ruan Xi couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but she could see the fine hair 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 full of buzzing sounds.
She felt dizzy and it was difficult for her to open her eyes, so she simply closed her eyes 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 frail, and every step seemed to be taken with all his strength.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the roaring sound in her ears gradually became smaller, and Ruan Xi heard the sound of the wind again, but there was no sound of mountain songs. She opened her eyes and saw that it was already getting dark, and not far away there was a stilt house built against the mountain.
This stilt house looked very shabby and had 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 down on the wooden board.
She heard the boy take a breath and say, "I don't know, he was injured and unconscious."
The woman's voice was obviously unhappy: "Didn't I tell you not to meddle in other people's business?"
The boy said, "This is... learning from Lei Feng to do good things." The woman's
voice: "You don't even know her, how do you know she won't rely on us?"
The woman's answer was silent silence.
Ruan Xi lay on the hard wooden board, and the pain in her body gradually subsided, leaving only the scratched skin on her forehead, elbows and knees.
The weight on her eyelids suddenly became lighter, she opened her eyes, and this time she sat up with almost no effort.
As soon as she sat down, she met the eyes of the two people in front of her.
One of them was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was not short, but his face was tender, his features were beautiful, and his face was handsome and childish. 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 of them were wearing gray double-breasted jackets and straight pants, both of which were patched, and they were not wearing proper shoes, but straw sandals that Ruan Xi had only seen in the exhibition hall.
After scanning the clothes of the two people in front of her, Ruan Xi had only one word in her mind - poor.
Then she was a little confused and couldn't believe it - in modern society, there are still such poor places?
Before she could say hello or verify it, her brain suddenly exploded. Without any preparation, countless memories that did not belong to her instantly flooded into her mind, occupying all her brain capacity.
In just a few seconds, she not only gained the memory and life experience of another person, but also learned another piece of information that shocked her cognition - she fell to her death while climbing a mountain, and her soul traveled into a period novel! Novels
have protagonists and supporting characters. She was unlucky and became the female supporting character in the novel. Her original body was also called Ruan Xi.
The father of the original body was a military officer. Because of some unavoidable reasons, he put 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.
At the age of sixteen, the original body was taken to the military area by her parents. She grew up in a remote mountain area and 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 body's mentality became unbalanced and gradually twisted. After that, he targeted the heroine everywhere and was determined to snatch everything from her, including the hero in the story. In the end, he became a standard vicious female supporting role, and his end was miserable.
After learning all the information, Ruan Xi's eyes went dark, and he fell down again.
The woman in front of the bed was startled, shrank her shoulders and said, "What's the matter again? I told you not to meddle in other people's business, but you didn't listen. If you meddle in other people's business, you will cause trouble. If something really happens, we can't afford it."
Ruan Xi had heard that the woman was very dissatisfied with the little boy helping "her" and was afraid of causing trouble. Naturally, she didn't want to cause more trouble for the little boy. She supported the bed with her palms and sat up, and stood up decisively.
Her soul and body were almost integrated, and she no longer had any adverse reactions such as dizziness, weak breath, and tinnitus. She was still struggling to breathe just now, but now she has completely recovered like a normal person.
She smiled at the little boy, "I'm fine now, thank you."
After saying that, she looked at the middle-aged woman, her eyebrows still curved, "Thank you, ma'am, for troubling you."
While the middle-aged woman and the little boy were still in a daze, she walked out of the hanging building with her yellow military schoolbag on her back. After going out, she took out a flashlight from her schoolbag and rubbed her temples with her fingers while walking forward.
She couldn't help but sort out the extra information in her mind. It was now 1973, and this place was Fengming Mountain. The 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 braids, and the ends of her hair were tied with a bright red hair tie. She was wearing a floral jacket, the fabric was half new and half old, and there were no patches.
In the original body's memory, there was also relevant information about the mother and son just now. The boy's name is Ling Yao, and the woman is his mother, Zhou Xueyun, and his father is Ling Zhiyuan. They are all urbanites from big cities.
A few years ago, the whole country began to stir up revolution. Ling Zhiyuan made a mistake and was sent down to Fengming Mountain for reform. He was arranged in the brigade where his original body was - Fengyan Brigade.
It is said that Zhou Xueyun was not punished, but she brought her son Ling Yao and accompanied Ling Zhiyuan to Fengming Mountain.
Perhaps because they made a mistake and received a lesson, the family of three has always been very cautious in their behavior after being sent down, and basically does not interact with people in the village. Usually, except for working to earn work points, they rarely appear in the sight of villagers at other times.
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 the information, holding a flashlight, and walked carefully back to "home" on the rugged mountain road.
Thinking of the living environment of the home in her memory, Ruan Xi couldn't help but feel a headache.
Whenever the mountainous area is mentioned, it is inseparable from the word "poor", not to mention the mountainous area in the 1970s. Not only was it poor, but each household had a large population, and it was a great blessing to have a meal and not starve to death.
However, because the original body's father was a military cadre, he would regularly send money and various tickets to the family, and the original body's grandfather was the brigade secretary of Fengyan Village, and he was also a cadre, so life was relatively better.
At the Ruan family's house, an oil lamp was lit.
Grandpa Ruan Zhigao sat down at the table, picked up a corn bun with chopsticks, and saw that the fifth son Ruan Changsheng had bruises on his nose and eyes, and said unhappily: "You have nothing to do all day but fight. You're going to be a wife-less man."
Ruan Changsheng listened in one ear and out the other, eating turnips without saying a word.
The second son's wife shook the water off her hands, and when she walked to the table, she asked: "Why hasn't Xiaoxi come back yet?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a beam of light swept in from the door, and Ruan Xi came back with a flashlight.
Ruan Xi had just walked in and hadn't taken two steps when Ruan Zhigao picked up his chopsticks and called her, "Stand there, stand there for me."
Ruan Xi stopped, turned off the flashlight and stuffed it into her schoolbag, and took a quick look at everyone in the room, taking a few seconds to quickly adapt to this life's home and her relatives.
The eight people in the Ruan family, young and old, all looked at Ruan Xi, and saw that her forehead was scratched and her clothes and pants had holes.
Ruan Zhigao asked, "What are you doing again?"
Ruan Xi looked at herself and said, "I accidentally fell into the col."
Ruan Zhigao didn't want to care about it. Seeing that she was fine, he waved his chopsticks and said, "Eat!"
Ruan Xi held her breath lightly, 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, went to the stove to get a bowl of rice, sat down at the corner of the table, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
The rice was served with pickled turnips, and it wasn't as bad as she had imagined. It went well with
rice. Ruan Xi didn't say anything. She had just taken two bites of rice when her original cousin Ruan Jie nudged her with her arm and said to her with a smile, "Sister Qiu Wen sent us more clothes, and some beautiful bras, a big bag."
Hearing this, Ruan Xi paused while putting the rice into her mouth.
Qiu Wen's full name is Ye Qiu Wen. She is the heroine of the novel, the one who was raised in the military area by her original parents. Of course, she knew of Ruan Xi's existence, so she would send some old clothes from time to time.
After chewing the rice for a few times, Ruan Xi said calmly, "Oh."
Her cousin Ruan Jie looked at her in confusion, "Are you unhappy?"
In the past, every time Ye Qiuwen sent clothes to her, she was very happy and wanted to try on clothes with her for a long time.
Ruan Xi stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the kohlrabi, "Not rare."
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