1. A long-lost home

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In the early morning, a gentle breeze blows, bringing a burst of refreshment. Surrounded by mountains, Yunwazhuang gradually comes alive when the first rays of sunlight penetrate the clouds and shine on the earth.

"Xiao Chen, have the clothes been washed? If you don't wash it, you put it first, and then wash it after you come back for breakfast. Lin's mother, Li Weiyan's loud voice, interrupted Lin Zichen, who was deep in thought by the stream.

"Eh, got it." Lin Zichen put the unwashed clothes on the stone on the side, washed the foam on his hands, shook off the water droplets, got up and walked home.

It is late autumn, but the trees on the mountains around Yunhezhuang are still lush, and only the maple leaves with a little red in the ten thousand greens remind people: autumn is deep!

Stepping on the soft mud and looking at the familiar scenery around him, Lin Zichen always had an unreal sense of trance. I can't remember how long I haven't seen every grass and tree in my hometown as carefully as I do now, and I can't remember how long I haven't lived such a leisurely and self-sufficient life.

"Sister, hurry up. If you don't come back, I'll run out of broth. ”

Before Lin Zichen's footsteps stepped into the courtyard, a childish voice reached Lin Zichen's ears. Lin Zichen pushed open the small gate made of the fence and walked into the courtyard. A little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain walked in front of him, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to Lin Zichen.

"Xiaoxi likes to drink broth, so drink more." Lin Zichen stepped forward and habitually reached out to touch Lin Zixi's head.

Lin Zixi twisted his body and dodged Lin Zichen's hand, "Sister, I've grown up, don't touch my head anymore." After speaking, he glared at Lin Zichen with a pouting "fiercely".

Lin Zichen looked at his younger brother's cute expression, and laughed.

"Sister~" Lin Zixi's tone was slightly annoyed, accusing Lin Zichen of laughing at him.

"Eh, I'm sorry, my sister didn't mean to laugh at Xiaoxi." Lin Zichen raised his hand to compromise, "Okay, from today onwards, my sister will no longer touch Xiaoxi's head." ”

"Well, my sister has to count when she speaks." Lin Zixi stared at Lin Zichen tightly with a pair of big eyes, as if he would ignore Lin Zichen as soon as Lin Zichen said "no".

"Good. Do you want to hook the hook with you? Lin Zichen looked at Lin Lin Zixi with a smile in his eyes and raised his little thumb.

When Lin Zixi heard this, his face turned red, he put aside his face, and pretended not to see the banter in Lin Zichen's eyes, "I, I'm going to have breakfast." With that, he ran into the kitchen.

"Hahaha・・・・・・" Lin Zixi's reaction completely pleased Lin Zichen.

Li Weiyan and Lin Qingxiang saw the interaction between the sisters and brothers in the kitchen, and a smile flashed in their eyes.

"Xiao Chen, why are you still stunned, go and serve dinner." Li Weiyan glared at Lin Zichen with a smile and asked Lin Zichen not to bully his younger brother.

Lin Zichen pretended not to see Li Weiyan's warning eyes, touched his nose, and walked into the kitchen.

The Lin family's houses are all mud bricks and black tiles, and the kitchen is very narrow, with an earthen stove, a water tank, a cabinet, and a small wooden table, there is not much space left in the kitchen.

Although the space is small, Li Weiyan knows how to clean up, and the whole kitchen looks clean and tidy, spotless.

On the small wooden table is a plate of green vegetables, a plate of fragrant pork soup, and a bowl of white rice. Lin Zichen picked up the white rice, poured a little broth on the white rice, and then sandwiched a few green vegetables and piled them on the rice, and walked out of the kitchen.

The people in the village are not particular about eating, except for the New Year's holiday, or the guests will come to the table to eat, on weekdays are standing in their own yard with a rice bowl, or with a rice bowl, that family will solve a meal.

Today is the weekend, and there are no classes at school. After breakfast, Lin's father Lin Qingxiang and Li Weiyan went out to do odd jobs, while Lin Zichen's sister and brother stayed at home.

Lin Zichen returned to the edge of the stream to wash the family's clothes and dry them on the bamboo poles in the yard. The early morning in late autumn is always cool, Lin Zichen smoothed the bangs that were blown by the wind, stood in the yard and looked at the low houses.

Lin Zichen didn't know how to describe the mood in his heart at this moment, obviously he was sitting on the plane looking at the colorful clouds outside the window one moment, and the next moment he encountered a plane crash, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his youth.

Alas, what comes is safe. In my previous life, because of my low education, I paid more effort than ordinary people to have my place in a bustling big city, and I wanted to take advantage of the holiday to travel and relax, but I never thought that I would encounter a plane crash, and when I woke up again, the qiē I once had has become a cloud of the past.

In his previous life, although Lin Zichen would ask himself from time to time if such a busy life was what he wanted, he never had the luxury of looking forward to going back to the past and starting his life again. This also leads to Lin Zichen being in a trance since he woke up.

"Sister, sister?" As soon as Lin Zixi, who was about to go out to play after finishing his homework, he saw Lin Zichen who was calm in the yard, and couldn't help but step forward and call softly.

"Huh? Uh, what's wrong? Lin Zichen came back to his senses and looked at Lin Zixi in confusion.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Is it a fever that is not well yet? Should I see a doctor? Lin Zixi, who was a big ghost, stood on tiptoe like a little adult, and wanted to reach out to probe Lin Zichen's forehead.

Lin Zichen's heart warmed, grabbed Lin Zixi's hand, smiled and said, "It's okay, my sister's fever has long since subsided." Immediately seeing Lin Zixi dressed neatly, Lin Zichen came to his senses, "Is Xiaoxi going out to play?" If you want to play, just come back early for lunch. ”

"Well, I'll go out and have fun." Although Lin Zixi was very worried about Lin Zichen, the ** of playing attracted him even more, so Lin Zixi turned back step by step, watching Lin Zichen constantly signal him to go out to play before turning his head to find his friends in the village.

Watching Lin Zixi's figure walk away, Lin Zichen patted the dust on his clothes and put the empty bucket back in the bathroom in the kitchen.

Walking out of the kitchen, Lin Zichen walked towards the main house. The main house of the Lin family is a mud brick house, a decent farm house structure, red mud bricks, black tiles, and brown wooden doors, all of which were made by Lin Qingxiang. The Lin family's kitchen was built later, just against the right side of the main house. There is an open space in front of the house, which is simply fenced and turned into an independent small courtyard.

In Pinghe County at this time, almost every township was a mud brick house, and the house was built by their own family, although the house was rough in workmanship, but thick, and there would never be a phenomenon of cutting corners. Moreover, the biggest feature of the mud brick house is that it is warm in winter and cool in summer, so it will not feel hot or cold when living in it all year round. This is the most rare and precious for Lin Zichen, who has been "poisoned" by the sultry weather of the metropolis for a long time in the previous life.

Walking into the main house, you will see a living room of about ten square meters, with a wooden table and a few chairs. There are two rooms on the left and right sides of the living room, and the two well-lit and bright rooms on the outside have become the bedrooms of Lin Zichen's sister and brother, and the room near the kitchen on the inside has been used as a warehouse, and a door has been broken through to the kitchen, and the remaining room has become the master bedroom of Lin Qingxiang and his wife.

Lin Zichen walked around the house, and when he saw that everything was clean and clean, she didn't need to tidy it up at all, and sighed slightly in his heart.

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