Chapter 1 Traveling through 85

Author: Xixingxing

Chapter 1 Traveling through 85

On the rugged and steep winding mountain road, a black business car slowly advanced towards the small village at the bottom of the mountain.

It was Qingming Festival, and it was raining on the mountain. From time to time, you could see water flow mixed with mud and stones rolling down from the mountain on the cliff. When the vehicle rolled over the mud and water that fell on the road, two long strips were instantly left on the gray road.

yellow traces.

Ling Yue, with her capable short hair, sat in the back seat, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar road through the black glass, and listening to the driver complaining: "This road is time to be repaired. Every time I come, if it rains, I always

It's a terrible heart."

"And the road is narrow and steep, so there is no place to give way when you meet."

Ling Yue stared at the sharp turn in front of her and said, "This road is fine now. When I was in school, the road surface had not hardened. It was useless to wear rain boots on rainy days. Even the socks were mud on my socks when I arrived at school."

The driver sighed and drove the car carefully to a sharp turn without a guardrail.

"Look at the edge of this cliff, there is not even a guardrail. If the vehicle loses control and rushes down, it will be a car that will be destroyed and people will be killed!"

Ling Yue hurriedly reminded: "You should open slowly, this kind of thing will happen every year on this road, especially the next two sharp turns. You must deal with it carefully, so we don't have to hurry."

The driver stopped talking and drove carefully.

When he turned the last sharp turn, he breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to speak again. Suddenly, a huge rock rolled down from the mountain and crossed the vehicle. The driver couldn't avoid it and hit him head-on.

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The afterglow of the sunset shone into the window, scattering a light golden color in the room. When Ling Yue opened her eyes, she saw the room full of light.

Immediately, she was completely confused - this was not the house in her hometown!

Although her hometown is in a small mountain village, after years of hard work, she has long converted the originally dilapidated wooden house into a beautiful three-story western-style building.

There are two magnificent Roman columns in front of the gate of the small western-style building, and the roof is covered with beautiful resin tiles, which once attracted the envy of the villagers and was also the topic of conversation before and after dinner.

But what is this place in front of you?

The ceiling is covered with yellowed plaid plastic cloth. Although it looks flat, you can still clearly see that it is covered with dust.

Although the walls were painted with white lime, there was a large piece of graffiti drawn with colorful chalk.

The decorations in the house are also very simple.

A bed, a desk, a chair, and a wardrobe.

In addition, there are messy debris everywhere you go to your eyes.

It is difficult to squeeze the only space in the debris and turn around.

Not only that, there was an unpleasant stench in the air, which made her unable to stay for a quarter of an hour.

She frowned and said, "What did Xiao Li do and why did she leave herself here and ignore it?"

A grunt sound came from her stomach. She struggled and before she could put her feet under the bed, a dirty little girl suddenly ran in outside the door.

The little girl is very beautiful, with her big eyes and ponytails. The only thing that is not good is that her face is dirty, as if she has just come out of a coal mine.

The little girl shouted out the door happily: "Dad, mom is awake!"

Ling Yue was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she

She has been in the mall for many years, not to mention getting married, she has never held a man's hand before. Why does a little girl call herself "Mom" out of thin air?

Soon, a man ran in outside the door.

The man was wearing white short-sleeved shirts and had a middle-parted head. His eyes were full of surprises: "That's great, Xiaoyue, you have finally woken up!"

He was so excited that he was incoherent that he said, "Are you hungry? I'll cook some noodles for you to eat?"

Ling Yue looked at the two people, big and small, in front of her in a daze, and her mind was in a mess. What was going on?

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man didn't care and said, "Xiaoyue, if you feel uncomfortable, lie down for a while. Wait for me and the noodles will be ready soon."

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind the little girl: "Tongtong, can you be here to accompany your mother, okay?"

After the man left, Ling Yue frowned at the dry little girl in front of her.

This girl is too thin and her clothes are dirty. I don’t know how long it took to be changed.

Ling Yue couldn't stand the child so sloppy, so she wanted to ask again. A stinging pain came from her brain, which made her faint again.

I don’t know how long it took to wake up slowly.

Looking at the anxious eyes of one big and one small in front of her, Ling Yue realized a reality: No wonder she felt that it was strange here. It turned out that she had traveled through time by herself!

The memories of the previous life overlapped with the memories named Ling Xiaoyue, which made her brain feel like she was hit by a huge rock, and the pain was unbearable.

She remembered that the business car hit a huge rock rolling down from the mountain, and a raging fire ignited on the spot.

The two of them were trapped in the car on the spot. Before they could call for help, a violent explosion followed!

When I opened my eyes again, I arrived here.

The girl in front of her, whose name is Wang Yutong and whose nickname is Tongtong, is five years old this year.

The man is her husband, named Wang Zhaoyang, who is 28 years old this year and is a small employee of the machinery factory.

And I am a three-no-person without a job, education and technology.

The daily task is to take care of the children at home. In the words of later generations, she is a full-time mother.

But she, a full-time mother, failed. She didn't care about the children, did not wash clothes, did not clean the room, and cooked depends on her mood.

In addition, he spent money and went to farmers' market to buy things, and was always slaughtered.

She was also naturally ridiculed by the people in the family resident, saying that she would not live.

Just as she was immersed in Ling Xiaoyue's memory, Wang Zhaoyang brought a bowl of noodles over and walked over: "Xiaoyue, it's time to eat."

Ling Yue looked at the bowl of noodles with a poached egg, took it and was about to start eating, but as soon as she picked up the noodles, she saw Tongtong staring at the poached egg with her eyes.

"Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it, you can have a breakfast after eating noodles."

Listening to Wang Zhaoyang's answer, Ling Yue was skeptical.

She asked Tongtong: "Tongtong, what did you eat?"

Tongtong looked at the poached egg and swallowed hard: "Noodles." She patted her belly, "We are full."

Finally, his watery eyes looked at Wang Zhaoyang: "Dad, is that what he said?"

Hearing Tongtong say this, Ling Yue looked up and looked at Wang Zhaoyang.

Wang Zhaoyang smiled awkwardly and gentlely, and said, "Eat quickly, the noodles will not be delicious if they are cumbersome."

Ling Yue frowned and struggled to get out of bed.

Wang Zhaoyang pressed her on the bed: "What are you going to do? The doctor said you can't go down to the ground yet."

Ling Yue ignored him.

She has also suffered and been hungry.

There are four sisters in the Ling family, and she is the eldest. When she was a child, her parents went out to work and took care of their younger brothers and sisters naturally fell on her tender shoulders.

Especially when she hadn't learned to cook, her parents often went out all day long and were hungry. Not to mention eating, she could swallow even if she gave her a handful of bran.
Chapter completed!