Lu Anyao has already made plans to live in seclusion in this small bungalow, unless there is a tsunami, earthquake, volcanic eruption or demolition, otherwise she will not go out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wait, whoever dares to demolish it will demolish it!

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

In my previous life, as a rotten rice, I also knew that the necessary elements of the house door were credit cards, Taobao, computers, broadband, etc.

But it's the seventies! In 1976, the popularization of the Internet was a matter of the mid-to-late nineties of the twentieth century, and she had an empty computer, but she still couldn't do anything! Twenty years later, she will already be running for three! Or, she is going abroad to rub the net now?

As for Taobao, it is not yet available.

Fortunately, she has space, and she usually doesn't need to go out too often to buy things, and the dishes can be grown by herself, and there are also spaces in the space, and there are also fruits in the space, and there are also spaces for pastries or something, and she can make them herself after eating, her craftsmanship is still good, and in her previous life, when she was an otaku, she often studied some food or something, and besides, she couldn't learn, and those books were ready-made. Fish can also be raised on their own. Chickens, ducks, pigs, or something should be saved, she was afraid when she saw it. The pork, duck, and chicken in the space are only enough to support a while, and it doesn't matter that she has food stamps and can buy them. No matter how expensive the key mutton, beef, pigeon meat, abalone and sea cucumber are, it doesn't matter, she still has food stamps!

As for casual snacks, there are so many supermarkets in the space, so you don't have to worry. Not to mention the others, they have it all! It's just that there is no network, there is no network!

The farthest distance in the world is that there is no network, and I didn't know where I heard it before, Lu Anyao felt that it really made sense.

That's it, can't she live without the Internet? She has downloaded so many TV series, movies, novels, and music on her computer, and it's not that she can't watch it, and no matter how bad it is, she has DVDs.

So, on the sixth day of coming to this strange time and space, Lu Anyao began her home life.

Daily life seems rich, but in fact it is monotonous. Read books and listen to music. Practice calligraphy, learn classical dance, clean up the courtyard, water flowers and trees, practice yoga, take out a treadmill in the space to exercise, go to the space to grow vegetables, soak in the hot springs......

Half a month later.

"Whew." Lu Anyao sat on the sofa panting slightly, just got off the treadmill, with a small white towel hanging around her neck, she picked it up and wiped the sweat beads, and her little face was white and red.

"It's so hard, it's just captivity." She reached out and picked up the glass on the side, which was filled with orange juice, and drank a few sips, which she squeezed with a juicer herself, and then adjusted the taste, took a large bottle and stored it in the refrigerator, and poured a little to drink when she was thirsty, but the weather was about to get cold.

Lu Anyao thought, how could she, a future all-round talent, be stumped by life?

As long as she wants to, register Taobao and QQ now, and there will be nothing to do with Ma Yun and Ma Huateng in the future; As long as she wants to, she will sing "Blue and White Porcelain" now, and there will be nothing to do with Jay Chou in the future; As long as she wants to, when the stock market rises, she will speculate in individual stocks, and there will be no Buffett in the future, but Sister Lu, the oriental stock god; As long as she wants, now say that there was a big earthquake in Wenchuan in 08, forget it, no one will listen to her; As long as she wants, she will write Harry Potter now, and there will be nothing to do with Rowling in the future; Not to mention Guo Jingming and Han Han......

It's just that none of this is what she wants, she just wants to be a quiet rice worm.

"There you have it, embroidery!"

When Lu Anyao was in the palace in her previous life, because she was a woman, she often made some female celebrities, which was easy to pass the time.

She took out needlework, fabric, embroidery sheds and other things needed to make female celebrities from the space, and began to embroider. She decided to embroider some small ones first, purses, sachets, handkerchiefs, silk scarves, and then embroider some embroidery, such as double-sided embroidery, single-sided embroidery, the embroidered pattern is best to have a meaning, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum symbolizes elegant things.

A month later.

Lu Anyao sat on her own sofa, she put a table next to her for embroidery half a month ago, and the table is now full of small pieces she embroidered, four purses, four sachets, four handkerchiefs, two silk scarves, and a pair of embroidery from the dragon gate.

Looking at the spacious and bright room, the breeze gently blowing in through the window, she suddenly felt a loneliness that she had never felt before.

In her first life, she always had regrets, which were the regrets of ordinary people, the regrets of being young and ignorant, the regrets of wasting time, and the regrets of wanting to make up for her parents but not being able to start.

In her second life, she still had regrets. In the courtyard of the deep house, for the sake of a man, he slowly grinded off his face, kindness, and feelings, and finally although he had a pair of children, he couldn't reap the regret of love.

Now that she is doing it again, it seems that life is very beautiful, giving her a big golden finger and giving her a good material life, but her heart is lonely, her heart is getting weaker and weaker, and there is less and less throbbing and fiery that a young girl should have, and the spiritual loneliness is not satisfied with no matter how much material things can't satisfy.

……

"Mei Fen, let's go, what are you doing with the pestle at the door of someone's house?" Ye Aiguo, who was walking in front, looked back and stopped his wife.

Ye Aiguo is in his early fifties this year, wearing a cleanly washed Mao suit, he has not entered the old age of middle and old age at all, he is tall and thin, his eyes are wise, his facial features are tough, and he is very energetic. In this gray seventies, it is a little more invisible luxury than the people around him.

His wife Shen Meifen, who is only two years younger than him, is wearing a small gray jacket, although she is fifty years old, her cheeks are very ruddy, and she looks very healthy.

"I'll take a look again, oops, you said this house doesn't look like the foreigner's house we saw in Shanghai at the time of the war." Who would have thought that in the first half of his life, the country would be poorer than before, in addition to ending the war.

Ye Aiguo's eyes flickered a few times, and his face instantly aged a lot, "Okay, don't look at it." Look at it again, it is said to be a capitalist style. ”

Shen Meifen didn't look at it, and glanced at Ye Aiguo with some cloudy eyes, "Stop shouting about capitalism, it's time to leave these behind, it's over." Old man, do you say this family is weird, I heard the daughter-in-law of Zhicheng next door to us say that I saw a little girl move in a month ago, and I haven't seen her come out once in a month, so it can't be something, right? ”

The old couple's home is next to this small bungalow, one floor, very clean, two people live, usually there are no friends to talk about, Shen Meifen inquired about it, only blamed herself for why she went out with her wife that day, and missed the opportunity to see the owner.