Ye Zhizhi sat at the gate of the courtyard, staring at the big road in front of his house, looking at the end of the road, hoping that there would be a miracle and a car could pass by on the road. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She doesn't ask for a good car, tractor, wooden cart, she really can't get a bicycle, she has exhausted all her methods in the past few days, hitting the wall, drowning none of them are successful, and her soul is still trapped in this small body and cannot escape.

She is a thirty-four-year-old senior makeup artist Ye Zhizhi, not a fifteen-year-old out-of-school girl Chen Erjiao!

When she came, she was hit by an ambulance, so did she have to crash to get a chance to go back? But now it was a rural area in 1977, and there were few people with bicycles in the village.

"Chen Erjiao, your skin is itchy, right, if you want to dry the grain, what kind of crazy are you smoking, the chickens have eaten it, and you are still there to be a fuss! Don't let me die quickly and rake the grain!" Zhao Xiuju came over with a full load of grain, and watched a few fat chickens happily eating grains, and the second daughter's eyes looked straight at the road.

Ye Zhizhi shuddered, jumped up quickly, picked up the rake supported by the wall and began to turn over the valley, watching Zhao Xiuju drink a well water and leave with the burden before throwing away the rake.

Narrowly escaped another catastrophe!

Chen Xiuju is the same as Ye Zhizhi's best friend's mother, patriarchal to death, no matter how much she spoils her son, she can't spoil her son enough, and she can't afford to lose money......

Thinking of this, Ye Zhizhi couldn't help but sigh, although she was very sad about what happened to her best friend, and she also looked down on her weak appearance, she really didn't plan to live a similar life as her!

Although she is also from a rural area, she is the only daughter in her family, and she has never been in the field since she was a child, because Father Ye dotes on her very much, and she has never even done housework.

went to school and worked smoothly, but I didn't expect to get involved in a scuffle at my girlfriend's house for no reason, and was hit by an ambulance that came back from the hospital, and then woke up and became Chen Erjiao of the Chen family.

She had never even been married, even though she didn't want to.

Ay...... Ye Zhizhi looked at her palms full of yellow calluses, obviously her hands were still white and tender two days ago, and the gap was too big, she really had no way to accept it, although she tossed in every way, but she knew in her heart that she couldn't go back.

Accept your fate, Ye Zhizhi!

"Sister Erjiao, why haven't you turned the grain yet?" Chen Xiaohua is Chen Erjiao's cousin, who is only eight years old this year, carrying her two-year-old brother on her back and holding her three-and-a-half-year-old sister in her hand.

Seeing that Ye Zhizhi didn't move, Chen Xiaohua sighed, put her younger brother aside to play with the mud, and told her sister to look at her younger brother, stepped forward and took the rake in Ye Zhizhi's hand and began to turn it up.

"I ...... I'll do it myself. Ye Zhizhi was a little embarrassed, Chen Xiaohua was only eight years old, and she had to take care of a large piece of the courtyard, she must have turned over herself, how could she be embarrassed to let a child work for her.

"Okay, soon, Sister Erjiao, are you still dizzy?" Chen Xiaohua glanced at Ye Zhizhi sympathetically, her second sister was beaten stupid by the eldest uncle, she didn't recognize people, she didn't say that she had done stupid things in the past two days, and she secretly hit the wall in the house alone, and then she stuffed her head in the big water tank, and was cleaned up by the eldest aunt before stopping.

"......" Ye Zhizhi blushed at Chen Xiaohua's sympathetic gaze, smiled wryly, and hurriedly snatched the rake. "It's good morning, I'll come, you go and watch them, don't eat dirt. ”

Chen Xiaohua looked at her younger brother who was stuffing soil in her mouth, and she didn't care about Ye Zhizhi, so she hurriedly ran over.

During the double robbery, there were no idlers in every household, adults all went to earn work, and half-grown teenagers and girls like Ye Zhizhi also had to follow to the ground, and those who were capable could top an adult, and jobs like turning the valley and watching children cook were all done by children under the age of ten and the elderly who couldn't get off the ground.

Ye Zhizhi was because Chen Erjiao fell on the threshold the day before yesterday and fell a little 'stupid', so she got a good errand to turn over the valley, she couldn't get off the ground, and her sister Chen Yuanyuan, who was only nine years old, could only go down to the ground.

After turning over the valley, Ye Zhizhi followed Chen Xiaohua home, the two of them had to prepare a family's lunch, given that Ye Zhizhi almost burned the pot through yesterday, Chen Xiaohua didn't dare to let Ye Zhizhi go to the stove, so she only let her sit on the stove and burn the fire.

Sitting on the stove and burning the fire in the summer is even more torturous than going to the field, Ye Zhizhi is self-aware, let her cook rice with a rice cooker, fry vegetables on the gas stove, she is okay, let her use the big iron pot embedded in the earthen stove in the countryside to cook and cook, it is simply a disaster.

Fortunately, the Chen family is not separated, and it will not be her turn to go to the stove at all, and no one suspects anything when she almost burned the pot through yesterday, but beating and scolding is indispensable.

Ye Zhizhi couldn't help but sigh again, reborn into Chen Erjiao, the beating and scolding she had received in the past two days alone had exceeded that of her previous life, she couldn't bear it, but she had to endure it.

She used to scold her best friend for not knowing how to resist or something, but now that she thinks about it, it's really a slap in the face.

Several of the elders of the Chen family are people who believe in filial piety under the stick. Disobedient, beaten, do something wrong, beat, unsatisfactory, beat......

She jumped up and ran to her grandparents to find help, and almost didn't cause a mixed doubles for the middle-aged and elderly, who told her to first make a large tank of water undrinkable, and almost broke the only cauldron in the house.

Their ignorance was already the greatest mercy, and later it was Ye Zhizhi who ran out of the house, and Zhao Xiuju was embarrassed to chase after her and plan to let her go.

However, Ye Zhizhi estimated that it was mainly because Zhao Xiuju was tired from a day's work, and there were not too many parents chasing their children in the village, just look at Zhao Xiuju's eyes and know that it was time to settle the general account when the farm was over.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhizhi was full of melancholy, and looked at the stove fire, his eyes straightened.

"Sister Erjiao!Sister Erjiao!Chen Erjiao!" Chen Xiaohua shouted three times in a row, Ye Zhizhi didn't give her any response, the little girl was so angry that her face turned red, she grabbed the shovel and ran over, and pulled out the dry firewood that was about to fill the stove.

"Xiaohua, I'm ......" Ye Zhizhi reacted at this time, what stupid thing did she do again.

"Alright, alright. Chen Xiaohua waved her hand impatiently. "Sister Erjiao, go to the courtyard and watch Xiao Xin and the flowers. ”

Ye Zhizhi was kicked out of the kitchen, sat under the eaves and watched Chen Jinxin and Chen Huahua play with stones, his eyes glanced at the long snot of the two little guys and the blackened and shiny collar cuffs, and quickly turned his eyes away.

She had already given up on cleaning up for them, changed her clothes and washed her face, and within half a day it was the same again, the only clothes were not enough to change, and the handkerchief was not to think about it, and the paper was ...... There is only a knife of yellow straw paper, and it is too rough to wipe the buttocks.

Ye Zhizhi looked at the blue sky with white clouds and wanted to cry without tears.