Chapter 1, dear, I'm not satisfied with the time travel, can I wear it again

When Xinyi fell off the overpass, the only thought in his mind was the sentence "Why is this guardrail so weak?"

The wind blew through my ears and watched the sky get farther and farther away from me. Xinyi only felt a pain from hitting his head and tinnitus by the noise of the traffic. Just as he was about to reach out and rub it, his wrist was caught.

The symptoms of tinnitus gradually subsided. She only felt very tired, and she didn't know how many bones she would fall off the overpass.

Doctor, I think I still need to rescue it again. Don't say "we did our best" so soon, okay?

But after all, she didn't hear anything and her ears kept buzzing.

When she struggled to open her eyes, her eyes were still a little flowery, and her ability to distinguish colors may also decline - you think, whether it is a hospital or heaven, it should always be a white wall, not this kind of mud gray. And mottled exposed broken bricks...

Wait a minute.

She woke up in an instant, but her head still hurt like it was almost broken. She blinked and looked sideways--

It was a girl's hand holding her wrist, which was slender but a little thin, and then white sleeves, belt and hem. The whole dress is white, like a mourning dress?

Xinyi's cold sweat was stimulated in an instant, and he thought why he put on mourning clothes so quickly? Am I dead or not? That's not right! The point is who this girl is! I don't know her at all, okay?

She looked up and happened to see the girl's appearance: it was the year of cardamom, dressed in white mourning clothes, and the tears on her face were not dry. A pair of beautiful eyes cried so much that the surroundings were red and swollen. Now when she looked at each other, her eyes were red, and she almost cried again. Sister... eldest sister, you are awake! It scares us!"

Sister?

She raised her eyebrows and hurt her forehead.

How can I have such a beautiful sister! ...No, they are all only children now. Where is my sister from?

Before Xinyi could speak, three figures flashed into the room. As soon as they entered the door, they called her "eldow sister" and grabbed Xinyi's hand and rubbed it up.

"Have you... recognized the wrong person?" Xinyi was a little confused. He looked sideways at the four so-called "brothers and sisters" and replied, "I don't know you... What kind of clothes are you wearing? How long have I been in a coma?

"What's wrong with you, eldest sister?" The oldest sister who just grabbed Xinyi's hand opened her mouth, and her face was full of astonishment, "Don't you remember us?" As he spoke, he saw that he was about to shed tears again.

As soon as Xinyi saw it, he quickly replied, "No, I didn't mean that. I mean that I don't know you... No, you recognized the wrong person... And it's not right... Did I say you are so sure that I'm your sister?"

"Of course!" Four brothers and sisters, big and small, spoke in one voice.

"..." 1 to 4, she lost on the number of people. Xinyi sighed, twisted her body and struggled to sit up. Just as she was about to touch the pain on her head, the cardamom girl quickly took her hand again.

"Sister, this wound has just been wrapped and shed a lot of blood. Don't touch it."

Xin Yixin said that it would be good to survive after falling from the overpass. It was a bad thing to break her head, but when she took a closer look at their clothes and the surrounding environment, she was stunned again. Where is this?

"Our family."

"..." She looked at the mud wall around her and was half cold. There was no TV or electric light. There were only a few old wooden boxes. Through the open wooden door, she could see the longevity materials placed in the hall. What's wrong with this...?" She turned over and got out of bed, despite the obstruction of the little beans, and ran out of the room to look at the coffins in the hall and the burning white candles for fruit. Looking at herself, she was actually wearing mourning clothes like them. Pushing the door and running out, there are similar brick and earth houses, and outside the village are endless mountains and green.

"What is this place?" She turned around, looked at several children, and pointed to the coffin: "Who is here...?"

When he learned that he was in a country he had never heard of, Xinyi really wanted to hit the coffin and then return to his time and space.

Although I have heard of time travel, when this kind of thing really happens to me, it is far less pleasant than I imagined - especially when there is no beautiful man and no silver.

Not to mention whether there is silver or not, now that I have crossed here, I guess I can't go back, and I will never see my family and friends again. Although my parents are always not around because of work, they do have some raw points, but when I can't see each other again, my heart is still sour.

The village where I live today is called Yijia Village, but this family moved here nearly 20 years ago. The surname is Zhuo. She and the owner of this body are both named Xinyi, but now this person has multiple surnames, named Zhuo Xinyi. Zhuo's father is a doctor. He died as early as three years ago when he fell off the cliff while collecting medicine, and now it is Zhuo's mother who is lying in the coffin. This elder sister Zhuo Xinyi may have been too sad. She fell down in front of the coffin and broke her forehead and fell into a coma for a long time.

Xinyi touched the gauze on his head and still hurt. I'm thinking that this body may be with me for the rest of my life, but don't be embarrassed. There is no mirror in front of me, and I don't know if this face looks like before. I just feel that my body seems to be thinner. I heard from my sister that she is also 16 years old and unmarried.

She thought about it for a while and turned to look at the four younger brothers and sisters in front of her: her eldest sister's name is Zhuo Pélan, and she has just turned 15 this year. Old man Zhuo Gansong, ten years old, was thrown to the carpenter as an apprentice. Lao Sizhuo Banxia, seven years old, is a well-behaved Zhengtai. The youngest Zhuo Zizhu is only four years old, pink and very cute.

Although the younger brothers and sisters look cute and well-behaved, Xinyi looked around the situation of the family and couldn't help sighing first.

"Sister, your amnesia... can't it really be cured?" Banxia blinked her watery eyes and looked worried.

Xinyi held his head and was quite distressed in the face of such eyes. "Well, at this level, nine times out of ten, I can't remember it. Speaking of which, you...no, what do we usually point to to live?"

"What else can I mean? My family is living a good life. Do I still need to be an apprentice?" Gan Song was obviously very dissatisfied when he mentioned this. He turned his head and hummed.

Pelan reached out and patted Gan Song's head, "You bastard, how did you talk to your sister? You can at least learn to be an apprentice. Now you can eat enough and make money when you grow up. Zizhu is still so small, who can save money for you to marry a daughter-in-law? She said, and then turned to Xinyi, "After my father's death, my mother always knitted cloth. My eldest sister came to do some embroidery, and then I took it to the market to sell and earn money to make a living."

Oh, the division of labor is clear.

Xinyi looked at his hand. His ten fingers were slender and slender. It seemed that it was indeed a red hand.

It's just a pity that this hardware condition, embroidery god, now she, no, can.

After crossing, you must first consider food and clothing before thinking about the handsome man. Xinyi feels that he is too poor. His own big house is not as hungry as the whole family. Although these brothers and sisters have seen each other for the first time, at least they can't use the body of this Zhuo Xinyi girl and leave them away happily. The youngest sister is only four years old, so she has to find a way to make money to raise them...

She looked at several people in embarrassment and felt dizzy again.

At this time, the figure at the door shook, and several people hurried in. When the 40-50-year-old woman chased into the inner room, although her face was sad, her face was ruddy. Although her clothes were coarse cloth, they were not patched. Presumably, even if the woman's family was not rich, it was much better than her own. Several children turned around and called her "Assy Yi", as if they were very kind.

Xinyi wondered whether to call 'Aunt Yi' first, but he didn't expect that Aunt Yi sat on the edge of the bed first, held her in her arms, touched her hair and patted her back, and almost burst into tears. Xinyi, how did you make such a stupid child? Does it still hurt?

"Uh...and...it's okay, but... I'm a little dizzy by you."

"The most important thing for girls is their faces. Come and show them to the aunt." Aunt Yi's enthusiasm was really unseverable, and Xin Yi had to show her obediently. Oh, such a big piece has been broken. Have you hired a doctor? Then she turned her head and looked at several children.

Peilan looked at Aunt Yi with some embarrassment in her eyes and said timidly, "No, we can't afford it, so we found some herbs left by my father and wrapped them for my sister."

"How good is this!" Aunt Yi frowned, "Peilan, although you have learned a little from your father, you are not as good as the real doctor in the city. I can't afford to tell your aunt that she will help you."

When Xinyi heard this, in addition to wanting to say a few words for Perlan, he also felt that Aunt Yi's enthusiasm was really strange, especially for himself - this Zhuo Xinyi seemed to be particularly good.

Looking at her cry to her "heart baby", Xinyi couldn't help twitching at the corners of her mouth for a long time. She felt more and more that Aunt Yi seemed to be more like her own mother, but she was in front of someone. It was hard to ask what was going on. Only after being touched her head countless times did she send her away on the grounds that she wanted to rest. This lady.

Before leaving, the aunt secretly stuffed her a small pocket, but it was covered up. Xinyi also naturally took it and stuffed it into the quilt first. Before going out, Aunt Yi put a few pieces of silver on the table, saying that it was money to help them do nothing. Peilan and Gan Song went out to see her off, while Xinyi called Banxia to his side. Our Aunt Yi...?"

Banxia stared at her suspiciously, "My sister doesn't even remember Aunt Yi?" Aunt Yi is usually the best for the eldest sister. Sometimes she feels that she loves the eldest sister more than her mother.

When Xinyi heard this, he took a cold breath, "...rare me... as my own daughter?"

"Hmm!"

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