Later, Grandpa was dealt with seriously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNo one knows which unit Grandpa is in and what he is doing, but that is only because the villagers have limited knowledge, and it does not mean that Grandpa himself is not prominent. There is no doubt that Grandpa should have a great future in the army at the beginning, but this time the handling has ruined most of his military career - at least in theory.

In fact, the handling opinion was quickly issued: punish grandpa for thinking at home for half a year, and he must not report to the company - Yang Qi suddenly felt that the chief that grandpa was with was really interesting, and it was obvious that he was protecting grandpa and protecting the family. I don't know who that chief is, but if he is still alive, he should repay him.

In the past six months, my grandfather sat at home, letting the wind and rain hit me, and I stood still like Optimus Prime to hold up a clear sky. Not only that, grandpa and grandma worked hard, and they actually got pregnant with another one, thinking that this is the origin of the uncle.

Half a year passed in a flash, but the Cultural Revolution lasted for ten years. No matter how reluctant he was, my grandfather returned to the army to report, and there were still only three mother and daughter left in the village. However, in this remote mountain village, the connection with the outside world is very sparse in the end. The Red Revolution ignited a frenzied fire throughout the country, but the revolutionary defenders in this small mountain village could only receive bits and pieces of information on the radio, and could not really get any support.

Those "big shots" who were busy making revolutions didn't bother to pay attention to such a corner.

Therefore, a grandfather who dared to chop people's ears with a knife became a living Hades who could not be provoked by the revolutionary guards of the whole village. One ear is in front of him, and grandpa Yu Wei is still there, even if others are gone, few people dare to directly attack the mother and daughter.

But if you can't come to Ming, you will come to Yin, and adults don't dare to go up, so they encourage children to go up. The exclusion and oppression of grandma in the production team were everywhere, and the two sisters, who were originally the king of children, also shouted and beat at once. After all, those who can be kings must be different, and those who are different often wander on the margins of being hated and worshipped. With a gentle push of the big hand of the times, the happy life seems to be gone forever, and the color of memory suddenly becomes extremely obscure.

But since ancient times, the edge of the sword has been sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms has come from the bitter cold. After surviving the harshest winter, we can have the most brilliant spring. It was in such adversity that the perseverance of the two was exercised, and the will and courage of the two to face difficulties were cultivated. This decade has been a decade of catastrophe, but also a decade of growth. Ten years is not a long time, but no matter how big the catastrophe is, it will always pass. Time flies by, and the family's life has slowly eased from the extreme embarrassment at the beginning.

In 1976, the tenth year, the ********** came to an end, and the revolutionary fervor subsided. Crazy people are gradually waking up from their chaotic dreams, and the influence of those trends of thought and doctrines that they once advocated is slowly weakening. Reason is returning, and devastated countries need to get back on track.

A lot of great things happened this year.

On January 8, Prime Minister ****** passed away.

On July 6, Commander-in-Chief Zhu De died.

On July 28, the Tangshan earthquake killed 240,000 people and injured 160,000.

On 9 September, Chairman ****** passed away at the age of 83.

On October 6, "******" was arrested. On the 21st of the same month, 1.5 million people marched to celebrate the crushing of ******.

The **********, which lasted for ten years, ends here.

1976 was a year of many disasters, a year of change, and a year of turning points in the country's fortunes.

In 1976, the two sisters were slim, excellent in their studies, and upright in temperament. My uncle grew into a half-grown child, plowing the ground and cutting the grass, doing farm work smoothly, and he didn't fall behind in his studies. Grandpa's career is thriving, and he is increasingly being reused and promoted. Grandma has a stable life and takes care of the family handy. The family's financial situation is also improving, and although they have two daughters, one boy and three children, they are not financially tight.

With the improvement of transportation conditions, the mountain village has become able to communicate with the outside world from being completely closed and backward.

From time to time, my grandmother would take her children to the town to catch a fair, visit a temple fair, see new and interesting things, and buy some delicious and rare food. Everything is going in a good direction, and everything is a sign that the family will return to warmth. The colors in the world of memory have become colorful again, indicating that my mother is also in a happy mood at this time.

However, also in 1976, a sudden thunderbolt on a sunny day slashed down - Su Muqiong, gone.

April 1976.

It's still April, it's still April.

On that day, the spring was shining brightly and the sun was shining. On that day, the wind was beautiful and the sky was cloudless. On that day, the clouds cleared and the sun rose. On that day, every family recovered from the long-term cold of the spring, and came out with quilts to dry the fatigue accumulated all winter. On that day, men and women recovered from a long period of mental depression and began to welcome the post-Cultural Revolution era that was coming to an end.

The sun is always after the wind and rain, the wind and waves are about to subside, and the good days are coming, and everyone has this vague feeling. So on that day, I put on a vibrant smile in my heart and put on new clothes to go to the market and temple fair.

That day was a good day no matter how you looked at it, and there was no problem at all no matter how you looked at it.

Grandma took her mother, her mother pulled her uncle, and her uncle gnawed on her nest. The three of them waved goodbye to Su Muqiong and rushed to the county seat in Uncle Liu's donkey cart at the end of the village. "I'll bring you a head to eat (old dialect, meaning "snack"). Yang Qi blinked secretly when she saw her mother and aunt saying goodbye, and whispered: "You just do your homework at home, and wait for me to come back and copy yours." ”

Whether her mother wants to admit it or not, Yang Qi has discovered that in academics, her aunt has always been more diligent than her mother, and her grades are naturally better.

Then, it all happened just as Daddy had said. The mother who rushed to the concentration suddenly fainted, the grandmother had no master, and when she returned home, the aunt was gone, and there was no news, and the father described it very accurately.

-- But that's not the point.

The memory from Su Muhua is so clear that in the world of memory, the county town and the temple fair, are all flawless, as if the world really exists. However, from the moment the three of them turned around and left home, from the moment Su Muqiong walked home after sending the three of them away with a smile, the familiar door became a blind spot of chaos.

Because Su Muhua didn't know what had happened there, no matter how Yang Qi observed, there was nothing and nothing to see. Even the entire small mountain village is shrouded in a fog of memory that covers everything.

So-

[Rewind, rewind forward, rewind backwards!]

A will appears in this world of memory, that is Su Muhua's will, and it is also the will of Yang Qi and Qi Meng, and it is the common will of the three of them. For the world of memory, this is God's will. Then the world of memories is like a TV series, and in the struggle of the three of them, the timeline begins to reverse.

The people who were moving forward began to retreat, and the birds that flew up fell back again. A large piece of scattered flying flotsam reunites in reverse and recondenses into the shape of a dandelion on the flower stem. Everything is going backwards, everything is starting over. A large amount of spiritual power is consumed, and the world of memory has changed, and it has returned to the moment of parting.

"I'll take you food, you can do your homework at home, and I'll copy you when I come back." "It's still the same scene, it's the same thing, what happened can't be changed - but it is possible to obtain information that was not known before through mysterious means.

The three of them departed like that again, the bell under the donkey's neck jingled, and the whip waved melodiously. Yang Qi watched her teenage aunt turn around and walk back to the old house, and she herself stood at the door of the old house like a nail, expecting some magical change.

"Come on, Mom, come on!" Yang Qi clenched her fists, cheering for her mother in her heart. But the moment Auntie stepped on the threshold, the fog of memory came back and enveloped the entire small village, making it like a silent hill filled with lost shadows.

Still no.

Then keep doing it all over again!

[Rewind!]

Again—no.

[Rewind again!]

Still- no.

[Do it all over again!]

I no longer care about mental pressure, and I don't care about mental fatigue anymore. Every time the reverse gear comes back, it will have a huge impact on the spiritual sea of the three people. Sun Wukong can't take Tang Seng to the west with the clouds, Su Muhua is an ordinary mortal after all, even if the queen and the goddess join forces, they are tired.

But none of the three of them stopped, this is not only with a chest that will not stop until the goal is reached, but also has a kind of dark feeling: one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, this time, must succeed!

The three of them read the file and read the file again, just like a game house that frantically uses the SL big - method to push a boss who can't be pushed over. Not only going back to that particular day, but even completely reversing it many times, reliving the entire childhood life again and again. The world of the spirit is ephemeral and cannot be measured by time. But even Yang Qi couldn't help but feel tired in reincarnation again and again.

But Su Muhua did not give up.

This is the only way, the only way to find his sister and save his nephew.

In the material world, the sea breeze blows, dripping and clicking, and the second hand of the clock moves on the dial with a hypnotic rhythm. In the hall, Yang Jin hugged his chest nervously and solemnly, and quietly walked over and back.

He didn't know that every time he moved, fell, or looked at his watch, he would experience a new cycle of glory and glory in his spiritual world.

He didn't know that every time the ticking second hand moved, it would stretch to the limit into nearly ten years in the world of memory.

But he knew that this spiritual journey must be unpredictable and dangerous. So his face was solemn, and he inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Uncle Chao who was standing in the corner, and both of them saw expressions similar to themselves on each other's faces. (To be continued.) )