Qu Songyin closed her eyes, feeling that her mother, who loves bloody dramas, turned on the TV very loudly. The chattering, two women's voices lingered in her ears, making her unable to sleep well.

"Why aren't you awake yet?" Pan Meijiang sat cross-legged on the pit, holding her slightly bulging belly, leaning her upper body and carefully looking at Qu Songyin lying on the kang, her delicate face was full of worry.

But her voice is a little shrill and loud, which makes people's ears buzz and a little uncomfortable.

"Doctor Su said that Wuya is fine. This is not awake, is it lost in the soul? Let's give her ......" Zhang Shushui also sat cross-legged beside her, her face was fully exposed by the wrinkles of hard work and years, and she could vaguely see the appearance of being able to captivate the country and the city when she was young.

"Mom, what time is this!" Pan Meijiang was so frightened that he almost jumped up when he heard this, held his stomach and shrank back, and dragged Zhang Shushui's hand, and the loud voice echoed in the room.

Seeing that Zhang Shushui immediately shut up, Pan Meijiang cautiously looked left and right, knowing that there was no one else in the room, he still leaned into Zhang Shushui's ear and lowered his voice, "What can I do if I am reported?"

"It's me who wants to fork in. Aren't I worried about Wuya? Zhang Shushui always spoke unhurriedly, revealing a slight soothing taste, and was dragged by Pan Meijiang like this, but did not get angry, but nodded with a calm expression.

The gaze swept over her stomach, and she was quietly relieved to see that she was so startled and fine.

In the noisy voice, Qu Songyin habitually touched the stone that was about to turn into a gem in his hand, but found that his hand could not move at all.

I was shocked and wanted to open my eyes, but I felt like I was in a nightmare. The consciousness is very clear, but the body is stiff, and the right forehead is still throbbing for bouts.

Qu Songyin was anxious, and couldn't figure out how he was moved to the living room when he was taking a nap on the sunny open-air balcony. I was forced to listen to the dialogue of the bloody TV series.

There is no smell of the usual home in the nose. Her family bought a house early, just near the seaside, every time the sea breeze blows, there is always a strong smell of the sea.

Outsiders may think that smell is seay, but she likes this homely smell very much.

Now the only thing that can move greatly is probably the nose, Qu Songyin inhaled hard, how can she describe this smell?

The smell of the house was complicated by her indistinguishability, but it was obvious that there was the smell of firewood.

The consciousness is returning little by little, the body gradually regains consciousness, the pain in Qu Songyin's forehead is more obvious, and there is an indescribable discomfort.

It's like being beaten up, the body is scattered and reassembled, and the bones are cold and soft.

"Mom......" Qu Songyin wanted to tell her mother to turn off the TV, and after several struggles, she was finally able to make a sound, but the voice was not her own at all, it was immature and a little pleasant, and it was not at all the ordinary sound quality that she destroyed in the world.

"Wuya is awake!!"

With the shrill voice of this loud voice, Qu Songyin opened his eyes in shock, and there were two strange women's faces in front of him.

A face that looks about fifty years old, the skin is still fair, but it is very rough, and the face is full of wrinkles in surprise. Rao has such an old state, her facial features are amazing, this is not beautiful when she is young?

The other face looked delicate, wheat-colored skin, looking at the appearance of twenty-eight or nineteen years old, and smiled with a gentle temperament.

Qu Songyin was confused, she didn't know what the situation was now, the clothes worn by the two women were retro like the sixties and seventies, and the gray of the water.

What kind of relatives are here? No, her parents are orphans, where are the relatives?

Dressed in such a rural atmosphere, could it be that my parents have any friends in the countryside to visit?

"You are ......" Qu Songyin wanted to prop up her body, at least politely get up and look at people, and then call people, but she was weak, so she could only ask the questions in her heart in confusion.

Before she finished speaking, Pan Meijiang's heart tightened, and her eyes swept from her face to the wound on her forehead, and her eyes turned red instantly, "Wuya, what's wrong with you!"

"You don't really lose your soul. Zhang Shushui looked at Qu Songyin looking at them back and forth, her eyes were full of strange alienation, and her heart became nervous, and she got closer to look at her carefully.

Qu Songyin was even more dazed, and his eyes unconsciously swept around, the old cabinet on the right side, and a few pictures and an almanac were pasted on the cabinet door.

The bold red letters at the top of the calendar on a white background read "Year 1973".

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the not-so-old calendar in shock, and then turned her head to look at the two nervous-looking women, thinking carefully about what she had been doing before.

There is nothing special about it, she sleeps on the open-air balcony with her own stones as she usually does on weekends, relying on her natural tanning, sleeping in the sun, and "turning stones into gold" against the stones.

After she found out that she had a scrap wood gold finger at the age of seven, she thought about it and finally found a big stone and lit it a little bit every day, and after more than ten years, she saw that the purple and green in the stone were about to show out of the skin.

Before she took a nap, she was still thinking about where to sell this gem and how much it would sell, and she was still thinking about what imperial green was worth or violet.

Could it be because the very energy-consuming Goldfinger saw that he was too greedy, so he killed her?

As a punishment, she traveled to the seventies, when supplies were scarce and chaotic?

Qu Songyin loves to read period literature even if he is born in the 90s, and of course he knows what happened in the famous 70s.

No, perhaps, it's a dream? Qu Songyin couldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen to him.

Closed her eyes hard and opened them a little bit, and the two women who couldn't understand what she was doing were still there, the smell of the field was there, and so were all the backward furnishings around her.

"Mom, Wuya, this is really ......" Pan Meijiang knew her daughter too well, watching Qu Songyin look back and forth with shocked eyes, and was in a daze in disbelief, holding her stomach and forcing back the tears in the corners of her eyes in fear.

The superstitious Zhang Shushui opened and closed his eyes in Qu Songyin, and he was already sure in his heart that this child was afraid that he would really lose his soul. At this time, the lonely ghost in the body who didn't know where it was, reached out and grabbed Pan Meijiang's wrist, shook his head slightly, and signaled to keep quiet.

If she yells and scares this lonely ghost away, her five girls will die immediately.

The atmosphere between the three people on the huge kang suddenly became tense, Qu Songyin's whole person was like a dream, he closed his eyes and refused to open them, and the other two held their breath, for fear of disturbing this lonely ghost.

When the atmosphere gradually solidified, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which made Zhang Shushui and Pan Meijiang turn their heads in unison.

A handsome boy about thirteen years old, not tall, a little thin, wearing a set of white-washed army green clothes, walked in with a basket in his hand, "Grandma Zhang is good, Aunt Pan is good." The door of your courtyard is not closed, so I will come in directly. ”

As he spoke, he raised the basket in his hand and signaled, showing a hearty smile at Zhang Shushui and Pan Meijiang, "I'm here to deliver medicine to Xiaoyin." ”