Restart time (1)

The headache is so great that the world flashes in my mind with silver-white metal texture. There are huge machines around them, and the indicator lights on the machines are densely packed and flashing constantly...

My mind is filled with these things, and the pictures are incoherent, which is a vague appearance. I want to see clearly but can't. The more I try to see clearly, the more painful my head will be, and even my breathing will become rapid.

She struggled, sat up rubbing, and then opened her eyes. Everything in front of her told her that another cycle of reincarnation began.

The surrounding walls are cement and have not been painted with white ash. This proves to be modern.

Then look up and there is no suspended ceiling on the roof, you can clearly see the beams and rafters and purlins. The beams are not straight, and the rafters and purlins are only the thickness of adults' arms. The rows are relatively dense, so you should know that the rafters and purlins are too thin.

A ceiling fan is hung on the beam, which is blowing so hard that it is blowing. It should be opened to the largest gear.

If you can use ceiling fans, I think the timeline will not be too far ahead. Of course, it cannot be too far behind. This is obviously a self-built house in rural areas. Later, there were fewer families in rural areas without air conditioning.

She can only give a vague concept of time now.

The room was not bright, because the curtains were being pulled. From the gap, it was probably the sun was shining brightly. So, this was just taking a nap.

It was quiet outside, and there was no movement. She lay down and wanted to see the original owner's memory and understand what was going on now. But no matter how hard she tried when she closed her eyes, she would feel as painful as a needle when she thought about it, and she would not have any memory of the original owner.

I'll go!

I can't remember anything about the original owner. What must have happened to me.

She wanted to find a space... After trying it a few times, she could see it again but couldn't touch it.

But what were the moves on her body? She remembered the Fourth Master and all the past she had experienced, and it seemed that the only thing she could not touch was the original body.

What's the point of using such hands and feet?

She sat up slowly. None of these matters are the most important now. The most important thing is to figure out who she is and what is the situation. If she doesn't figure out this out, she has no way to start looking for the Fourth Master.

I felt at peace and got out of bed.

Under the bed was neatly placed a pair of fruit-green plastic slippers, with the soles and uppers of the shoe were stained with soil. This was normal in the countryside. She put it down first and looked at the room.

The room is not big, and a bed should be built with wooden boards. There is only a cool mat on the bed, which is hard. Then there is a pillow at the head of the bed, and the pillow towel on the pillow is clean, but it has bumps. I have been using it for many years! The colors are all like things from the 1980s.

There was also a towel quilt on the side, which should have been covered by sleeping, but because it was too hot, it was kicked away.

There was a stack of books next to the pillow, looking taller than the pillow. She raised her eyebrows and reached out to take them.

After a rough look, I found that it was all foreign language books. Two were university English textbooks. The rest were original English novels and original Russian novels. The sides of these novels were coded, as if they were borrowed from a library. She opened the cover and saw a blue poke on the first page. Although the words on it were a bit blurry, they could basically be identified. The words on it were: Library of Foreign Studies University.

Then he was originally a college student from the Foreign Studies University.

Put down the novel and read the textbook again. The title page of the textbook is still called Lin Yutong.

There is nothing else.

The textbook was re-set as before, and looked at the end of the bed. The box was opened and it was all clothes, neatly folded, and all the clothes were all in the year. After reading it, I moved my eyes away from the square footage on the bed. I leaned against the bed, which was an old wooden desk. The original black patent leather was already mottled, but it was clean. In the pocket of the desk, there were washing items and several shoe boxes. The box was some rubber bands and flowers, which were old, but they were not thrown away. There was no extra debris on the table, and there was a notebook with a ballpoint pen next to it. Turn the notebook open, and the first page reads the words "English Academy Translation Level 97 Lin Yutong".

That means she studied professional English and her professional direction was translation.

The 1997th grade was in 1997. I had to know what year it was now, and I knew how old this girl was now.

She turned backwards and it was a reading notes. The only good thing is that this girl was very organized in her work. She reads every day and has the habit of taking notes every day. Therefore, every page is dated.

The most recent one was on August 3, 2000, rain.

Lin Yutong opened the curtains and the sunlight was dazzling. It was not like rain. From the window, it was obvious that the yard was a muddy yard with a slightly damp surface. Where the sunlight shone, the ground was dry and wet. Judging from the time, it should have been raining yesterday and even last night.

Therefore, this last reading notes should have been taken yesterday. So, today is August 4, 2000.

Then it can be inferred that this girl is in her junior year and is in her senior year at school. August is summer vacation, so it should be a holiday at home.

She closed the notebook and then looked up and saw the mirror hanging on the wall. It was not a small plastic-framed mirror that cost a few dollars, a round shape, as big as a bowl. It was hung on the nails on the wall. Standing in front of the table, you could see the girl's face.

She is very young, slightly fat baby, with bangs, right? She just fell asleep a little messy. Even the ponytail behind her was messy. She tied her hair up again, tied it into a bun, and found a black card to block the sea. Her face, her eyebrows were black and curved, but she was relatively messy and had never been repaired. Her nose was very delicate and her lips were plump and full. Her eyes were not particularly big, but her eyelashes were very long and she looked very energetic. The exposed skin, from her face to her neck to her arms, was all sun-dried and a little black. But from the neckline, she was fair.

Looking down at his figure, Fengman looked slightly fat. But when he asked Lin Yutong to see it, he thought it was okay, but the little girl didn't have money to dress up, so she looked fat. In fact, the curve on her body is very good, even if there is flesh on her waist... so what's wrong?

She looked at the height of the door of the room and used this reference to estimate the height of the child. It should be around 165 and is not considered short.

The girl now has a short-sleeved upper body, which is relatively wide. The bra inside is not comfortable, and the steel rings are poking people. The pants are the kind of elastic jeans, and there are slippers on her feet.

There was also a pair of white sneakers under the bed, which should have been worn by school. I was reluctant to wear them at home during holidays.

There is also a face wash stand next to the door and a foreign porcelain basin with clear water inside and a towel on it.

Wire is tied to the corner of the wall as a clothes hanger, and washed underwear and underwear are hung on it.

It was like this in the room, and there was nothing to see. She walked out and saw a pair of cloth shoes leaning against the door, so she changed into it. She was not used to wearing slippers.

The person shining with the sun couldn't help but squint. He raised his hand to block it before adapting to the light.

It is the most ordinary farmhouse.

The girl's house faces south, and she suffers in summer. The sun shines, and it looks like a steamer inside. The kitchen should be next to this room. If she cooks this summer, the house will suffer even more.

The opposite side is obviously much better, facing north and back to back with the neighbor's house to the south. It is not sunny and should be cooler. There are also two houses opposite. One room should be living with curtains and curtains. But the second room door is hung with iron locks. When you look in through the window, it seems that it is still a kitchen.

Two kitchens in a family?

This belongs to a family that is incompatible with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are under the same roof, and there is a high possibility of eating. Going around the main hall, there is a backyard. There is no chicken or duck in the backyard, but there are some vegetable fields on both sides, and the path is paved with bricks and stones to lead to the toilet in the corner. One side is the man and the woman.

She looked up at the sun, it should be two or three o'clock in the afternoon. When she got together, she felt a little hungry. When she returned from the backyard to the front yard, there was a movement in the carriage opposite her. First, the man's vague coughing, and then the woman's urging, "Get up quickly, get up and go to the street to see, and ask who can collect fruits... and ask if you can eat after you come back..."

As he spoke, the curtain was lifted up and the person came out.

This is a middle-aged woman in her forties, and she also has a plump figure. She wore a short-sleeved shirt, black pants, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet. She walked out and combed her hair into a piece. Hair, which was slightly shorter than the ears, could only be tied. While she tied her hair, she went to the faucet in the yard. When she saw Lin Yutong, she said, "Aren't you yelling about a headache? Go to bed for a while. I'll cook now..."

Eating at two or three o'clock is a habit that some places maintain. It is 9:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m., and it is gone in the evening.

Lin Yutong looked at her washing her hands and face, then rushed to the kitchen where the door was not locked, and simply followed in, "I'll help."

"It's even hotter when it's burned inside. What can I do if I'm with one more person..." The woman refused to let her go into the kitchen, "You go to our vegetable field to cut some leeks and eat the water surface..."

Lin Yutong understood that the vegetable fields in the backyard were also divided. I had seen them just now. The leeks on one side had just been cut and had not grown up. The ones in their homes were the vegetable fields on the other side.

This family has a good habit. The farm tools are placed in a fixed place. Under the eaves behind the main hall, they are placed in different categories. They took a small shovel and shoveled a handful of leeks, picked them up next to the faucet, washed them, and put them outside to control the moisture. Immediately after, a thin middle-aged man came out holding the house opposite. When he saw Lin Yutong, he smiled and said, "My daughter is up? Does her head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" She responded. She also judged from the other party's words that these two people were their original parents.

As he was talking, the bamboo curtains in the main hall lifted up, and a slender girl came out from it. The girl was wearing a black and yellow leather, wearing a dress, and a pair of thin sandals on her feet, looking twenty-three or four years old. She ignored Lin Yutong, pulled her face and glanced at the kitchen, then called 'Dad' to the man, and then reached out: "Give me one hundred yuan."

The man didn't say anything, so he looked at the kitchen first. Lin Yutong saw the girl sneering in the direction of the kitchen. She felt a sense of the idea that the person in the kitchen was afraid that he was a stepmother.

And this original body should have been born to the stepmother.

The man looked embarrassed and said angrily, "If you don't wait for the night, there will be no more family. Wait until the fruit is sold... Tonight, Dad will give you the money tonight, okay?"

Lin Yutong finally realized a problem, she should be penniless now!
Chapter completed!