Lin Qing could confirm that she had crossed over vulgarly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Look at the thatched adobe mix house on the right-hand side, and the Obasang who is holding her next to her, wearing a cloth shirt and tears, and calling her a girl, well, it's a fetus!

Then take a look at the left-hand side, the traffic in the distance, a piece of green, full of spring, a paradise under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, well, you may also need to open the farming mode!

A headache struck, she wiped her forehead, blood in one hand, suddenly her eyes were full of stars, fainting episodes, and she fell softly again into the arms of the middle-aged woman who claimed to be her mother.

Although she occasionally reads all kinds of novels, she really doesn't want to travel over. Yesterday, I was scolded by the leader, and I said that I wanted to go home to start a business, and I would no longer be angry with this broken company, but I was just talking, and I really didn't want to start a cross-border business.

With the help of enthusiastic neighbors in ancient times, she was carried back to the room, trembling on a wooden bed, from the aunts' voices, she knew that she was also called Lin Qing, today is the little girl's birthday, and it is also her Lin Qing's birthday, it is really a coincidence that people don't want to admit, the little girl's birthday is the same day, pit daddy, is it a fateful arrangement to wear here?

In the discussion of the seven aunts and eight aunts, she got the news that her head was picked up by the tiger next door with a burr flat pole, and then hit her head on the boulder, which caused this human tragedy, which stinky boy? Die for me!

Extremely glad that they actually speak Mandarin, it should not be, even Greater China has not fully popularized Mandarin, not to mention this unknown ancient time, uh, this may be the benefit of crossing.

Facing a group of unfamiliar faces, she lay on the bed limply and pretended to be dizzy, her head hurt for a while, but her heart was really shocked and panicked, what should I do? What to do! Although she can be regarded as an older young woman in modern times, she shouldn't be so calm, and it's a shame for modern people to be so calm, but who somehow came to ancient times to be calm all of a sudden, crazy!

Half an hour after Aunt Lin carried Lin Qing back to the small wooden bed, she finally came to a goatee, made a simple bandage, and left a few packets of herbs. Aunt Lin took out a few copper plates from her arms and sent Lang Zhong away with a thousand thanks.

After some tossing, he couldn't pretend to be asleep, Lin Qing half-squinted his eyes and wrapped himself in the quilt, his body was not very comfortable, and he was trembling slightly.

Aunt Lin sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes were full of distress, and she gently stroked her forehead: "I sweated so much, girl, I really suffered, is it still uncomfortable?" ”

"That, I, I'm fine." Lin Qing heard that her voice was thin and soft, like a little mosquito, and after replying to this sentence, she didn't know what to say, staring at the hand she raised, thin and white, slender, as if she could see the small cyan blood vessels inside, and her heart was confused.

Aunt Lin saw her daughter, lying on the bed with a pale face, holding one hand stunned, and the other hand tightly picking at the quilt, she couldn't help but wonder if her hand was also knocked, and then remembered the blood that had just flowed, and couldn't help but have sour eyes: "Your father and your brother will be back soon, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon." ”

"Uh, that ......" Lin Qing opened his mouth, but his roar was sour, and he didn't know how to answer.

"You lie down and rest, my mother will decoct the medicine for you" Aunt Lin checked her daughter's hand, and after confirming that it was correct, she gently pressed the quilt on her body, wiped her tears, and went to decoction without answering.

Lin Qing saw that the person had turned away, so she stopped moving, she looked straight at the beam, as the sound of the crowd faded, her consciousness gradually blurred, this must be a dream, it should be good to wake up.

I don't know if it was because of the excessive bleeding, or the gentle whispers of Aunt Lin just now that reassured her, or the excessive fright when she first came, or the memory of the original owner flooded in, she fell asleep groggily.

Three days later, Lin Qing sat on the only beautiful bench in the room, squinting slightly, and summing up the profits and losses of this time in annoyance. As a small manager of the planning department, this is a necessary homework!

First of all, in modern times, she is an older young woman, twenty-eight years old (unfortunately not the twenty-eight of multiplication, it is the real twenty-eight), the appearance is medium, and now, Fang Ling is about seven or eight years old, hey, the first and second grades of primary school, what is the top! Look at the water tank at home, you can vaguely see a round apple face, a pair of black and white eyes, the eyes are black and slippery like grapes, the tail is slightly raised, and the double eyelids are quite obvious; The upturned nose in the middle, the small mouth below, and a faint pear vortex at the corner of the mouth when he smiles, the top posture, the face is much better than the modern one, it is earned, it is this big and small bean sprout shape, which really makes people miss nothing.

Secondly, the original she was already a small manager, with a good career, although there were not a few soldiers at the bottom, but taking out the business card can also tiger and tiger folks, from primary school to university, all the way to the top students, according to this process, it should be no problem to mix with the middle class, and then look at the present: crumbling beds, scattered cabinets, and bowls with missing corners and edges at hand, it is really a night back to the pre-liberation before liberation, career? Where does the career come from, there may be no guarantee of life......

Also, the most critical family member, close your eyes, digest the little memory left by the original owner, and now this body, both parents and two older brothers. The father of the original owner is a little master in this area, which is very rare in ancient times, because the standard of living in ancient times was generally not high, and there were not many children around who could afford to read, so in addition to teaching children for a certain amount of time, it was still necessary to do farm work; The mother is virtuous, taking care of the children, and managing the family and weaving cloth are all good hands; The two elder brothers are literate, one sixteen and one twelve, the eldest brother learns with the shopkeeper in the town, and the second brother in addition to reading, is to help with farming, and the original owner also follows to recognize a few words, and gives his mother a hand, it seems to be loyal and upright, and a well-off family in the ancient countryside.

But, no matter how good it is, it's not her real family. Thinking of this, Lin Qing's heart was sour! In modern times, her parents often chatter, complaining that she is not married, and she eats idle meals at home, but in fact, her concerned eyes, as well as the appearance of the old sister, make her miss it very much, what should I do, how can I go back?

Aunt Lin saw her daughter sitting on the stool again sighing, very worried, a few days ago, the two children in the primary school hall fought because of a quarrel, and the onlookers of their own girl were accidentally picked up by the tiger with a flat pole, and fell on the boulder, since waking up, it is like a different person, not as diligent as before, and it is not easy to do things, and even forgot how the fire was born, but how to drag it back, after all, it is still her own daughter, the sad thing is that now this girl is not even called, she is silent, and she has to steam an egg to make up for it, What if it really hurts your brain?

When Aunt Lin was entangled, Lin Qing was also entangled, Aunt Lin was about thirty-six or seventeen years old, although the ancients looked older than modern people, but this age was placed there, according to the pre-wear, Lin Qing called her a big sister is not an exaggeration, now she wants to call her mother, even if there is the age and identity of the original owner, she still can't get out of this mouth. There is also Uncle Lin, who is also less than forty years old, with an inch long beard under his chin, and the appearance of an elder, but looking at the essence through the phenomenon, in modern times, he is still a man with red fruit forty-one flowers, and she really can't call her father, and the last two brothers, those are completely little brothers! She really can't substitute it right away, so silence is golden, less talking, less embarrassment, and less chance of making mistakes.

In the past few days, everyone has the memory of the original owner as a foreshadowing, but the different living environment and habits make it difficult for her.

There are no flush toilets, no cars, no high-rise buildings, not to mention the internet, TV, mobile phones, not even electricity, no running water, no concrete floors! Lin Qing felt that she was really about to collapse, although she had been supporting the corpse most of the time in the past few days, sorting out the memories of the original owner, but only a few times she got up to do activities and helped, which made her understand how lucky it was to be able to live in the original era.

In this era, although until now, she doesn't know what kind of bullshit dynasty this is, even if she crosses over to become a princess, she is unwilling to change her original life. She would rather be the little mortal who was burdened with mortgages and car loans.

Rather be a peaceful dog than a chaotic person, although this analogy is not very appropriate, Lin Qing strangely understood the author's state of mind when writing poetry. Because she would rather be a socialist ordinary than a feudal rich woman.

She was homesick, she couldn't wait for her, her few fox friends, and the red dress she had just bought the other day. She felt that she had failed the galaxy to be discarded in such a place where birds don't lay eggs!