Dark clouds were enveloped in thunder and lightning, and the rumbling thunder seemed to explode in people's ears.

In an instant, the torrential rain crackled and fell, and the showers whipped the ground and splashed mud.

The rain was raging and foggy, and the wet mist enveloped the entire mountain village.

Next to the pig pen of the village committee, the heads of several women poked out, and they opened their voices and shouted: "Osmanthus, Dayingzi, Cui'er...... It's raining, so put away your clothes. ”

The sound of rain, the wind, the voices of people...... The quiet countryside was noisy.

In the east of the village, in the corner garden behind a low earthen house, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl pulled open the yellow wattle strip that covered the cellar and got out.

The girl was in a mess, her hands tightly wrapped around a bulging flower jacket, and a few wilted grasses rippled on her unkempt brain seeds and staggered to stand.

A mountain wind blew in her face, the rain slanted, most of her clothes were wet, and the cold wind was pouring into the placket of people's clothes, Jian Ning couldn't help but shiver, and quickly avoided under the eaves.

The narrow and dilapidated eaves were useless under the pouring rain, and Jian Ning took a cursory glance at the surroundings and followed the root of the wall to the front door.

Elbow open the wooden door and step in.

The room was dimly lit, and she seemed to be accustomed to the darkness, so she closed the door and followed her memory, steadily touched the stove, took the package in her arms, leaned down to pick up firewood and set up a triangle in the stove hole, and then skillfully rolled up a ball of grass, stabbed and struck a match.

The grass ball burst into flames, a flame sparked in mid-air, the fluffy ball fell into the stove hole, the fire licked up, and the firewood quickly burned.

The firelight shines brightly, and the dark house is warmly lit.

Living in the icy world of the snow cellar for a long time has formed a habit, no matter where you are, as long as the conditions allow you to light the fire first to absorb the temperature to keep warm.

The dry wood crackled and burned, the indoor temperature gradually rose, and with a sense of security, Jian Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to spread out the flowering jacket, and carefully count the sweet potatoes that he brought back, there were eleven of them.

It's not small, so I deliberately picked the biggest one.

Food is just as important as fire.

As soon as he landed, he opened his eyes and saw half a cellar of dry food, and Jian Ning really thought he was dreaming.

I was stunned for a while.

What a dream, it's too beautiful, the ants have dropped the honeypot.

The first reaction, regardless of whether he is a dream or not, will talk about it when he is full.

So, Jian Ning nibbled on five or six sweet potatoes raw, burped a dozen of them, and wiped his mouth before he noticed that the back of his head hurt.

Raise your hand and touch it.

Touched the blood on the tip of a finger.

Dreams are too real!

Then, a pile of memories that didn't belong to her scrambled into her mind.

It's not a dream!

The body slammed into the stone mound of the cellar and creaked away.

Click, she's coming.

From the ice age when the weather was cold and the air was frosty, she returned to the era of four distinct seasons - 1974, and was reborn in the body of a village girl with the same name and surname as her.

Faced with the barren situation of the four walls of the family, another person designated to wail and be depressed.

But Jian Ning won't, for her, it's like stepping on a big shit luck.

A bubble of happiness.

Try to survive in the snow and wind, there is only a cold winter all year round, and the harsh environment of minus 50 or 60 degrees Celsius every day is hard to survive for more than ten years, and you can deeply understand what thatched mud houses and rural areas are...... There is no comparison at all.

Now sitting on half a cellar of grain, Jian Ning is not stingy, Xi Zizi picked out three chubby sweet potatoes and buried them under the firewood ash.

Later, you can enjoy the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes.

Poor and rich!

Peel open the sweet potato and tear the skin, the golden sweet potato flesh inside is soft and glutinous and sweet, and the taste buds are greatly satisfied, Jian Ning squatted in front of the stove, his cheeks bulged one by one, and the tips of his shoes rubbed the ground happily.

Filling her belly, Janening yawned sleepily.

I was full of warmth and drowsy, ready to lean on the nearby firewood pile to squint and recuperate.

The residual heat of the stove is curling and warm.

Just now I raised my feet and inspected the whole house one by one, the two bedrooms are cold wooden beds, there is no fire kang, there is no kang in the countryside here, there is no fire wall, and the charcoal pot is burned in winter for heating.

With the residual temperature of the charcoal fire, Jian Ning Lezi fell asleep comfortably with sweet potatoes, and even snored.

I don't know how long it took, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Jian Ning woke up vigilantly, and immediately sat up straight, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand and listening.

Suddenly, the wooden door was clasped: "Ning girl, your grandmother told you to go to the main room to discuss something." ”

Jian Ning tiptoed to the door and peeked through the crack in the door.

The downpour stopped, and the drizzle was densely weaving.

The woman at the door was wearing a woven hat of grass and rattan, and Jian Ning was wary of identifying that it was the original owner Sanniang.

No one answered the door for a long time, and the third daughter-in-law of the Jian family stretched her feet, scraped the wet mud on the soles of her shoes on the threshold, and muttered and complained: "Dead girl, you will enjoy happiness, and I am afraid that I will not sleep at home during the day." ”

He muttered a word, and slapped the door a few times with heavy force: "Ning girl, open the door! I know you are at home, sleeping dead." ”

"Sanniang. The stick rested on the corner of the door, and Janine pulled off the deadbolt and opened the door.

The door opened, Liu Guilan glanced at people, looked at her unkempt face, obviously just woke up, pouted and said: "Ning girl is so blessed, there are no elders above, no children below, lonely and widowed, life is leisurely, how can we not rest on rainy days, put aside the soles of our shoes and make grass mats, look at my hands..."

"Something?" Jian Ning's eyes were slightly gloomy, her expression was impatient, she had something to say, and she didn't talk about business for a long time.

"Your milk is looking for it, hurry up. Liu Guilan was annoyed that she interrupted herself, turned around and muttered again: "I really think of myself as a big Buddha, ask for three or four invitations." ”

Jian Ning turned a deaf ear to the broken thoughts, and walked slowly to the main courtyard with his little hands.

The new yard was built next to the old mud house, and a bamboo fence wall was erected between the two courtyards, which was pasted with yellow mud, and a door hole was dug in the middle for the two families to enter and exit.

The average old man in the countryside is not separated, why is it said that it is two families, this is not because the father of this body had a dispute with someone last spring, and accidentally injured people and was sent to the farm for labor reform.

Father's labor reform, my mother couldn't keep it, and it didn't take long for her to get married for the second time.

The eldest sister and the second sister on the head got married, and there were two girls left in the second room, not using up the Huohuo grain, and the other rooms had quite a few complaints, and the pimples in the heart were always noisy, and the family was restless.

Mrs. Jane had five sons and one daughter.

Jian Ning's father Jian Zhenjun ranked second, his appearance was born five big and three thick, his temperament was tendoned, his stupid mouth and tongue were not pleasant, he married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to four girls in succession, in the early years, Jian Zhenjun did something rebellious in the eyes of the old lady, and his family status was slightly worried.

The two sisters married one after another two years ago, but fortunately they married early, or just like her Sanniang chewed her mouth behind her back, there was a labor reform father, and the bad elements were the bottom, so they could only smash their hands and not get married, or give people to renew the strings, or marry a lame man with a crooked mouth.

If you want to hire a good person, dispel the idea as soon as possible.

How much attention is paid to the family component now!

This is also one of the important reasons why several rooms insist on throwing out the second room.

I'm afraid that my own children's marriage will be ruined.

The eldest sister and the second sister got married, the mother got married for the second time, and only Jian Ning and her third sister were left in the second room.

When the family was separated, she got a bunch of old crockpots, plus two bags of coarse grain, not a penny fell, and she couldn't afford to eat coarse salt, her third sister gritted her teeth, and after the autumn harvest, she went to Guanling County to repair a dam and build a hydropower station with the strong labor force in the village.

Jian Ning can be said to be lonely and widowed as soon as he comes, and a single melon vine represents a two-bedroom family.