In the winter of 61, the south of Sijiu City was in Causeway Lane.

DC District, Red Star Street.

People on both sides of the street, dressed in thick cotton clothes, hunched their necks and speeding forward.

The children clenched the cannon in their hands, and even if their ears were purple from the cold, they could not resist their laughter.

The cold wind was howling, the snow was falling, and the icy cold wind was beating on all corners of the courtyard.

Mid-courtyard transept.

A young man sat on a kang with doubts in his eyes.

"I actually crossed over!"

"And I also came to the world of the very controversial love courtyard on the Internet!"

When he woke up, he had an extra twenty years of memories that were both clear and unfamiliar.

The predecessor of this corpse was named Qin Tian and was a college graduate.

Because he majored in psychology during his college years, he was assigned to the position of a teacher in the security department of the third rolling mill as soon as he graduated.

To say that the security department is a scene, in fact, it is nothing more than a psychiatrist in the prison, assisting the psychological activities of male and female prisoners and the treatment of diseases in emergencies with the guards.

Work is not a serious job.

But the good thing is that it is a decent job that eats the national food and eats the commercial grain.

What's the matter, there is also a guarantee in this era of insufficient food and clothing.

At the very least, you can receive food stamps from the factory every month.

In this era, no matter what you eat, drink, or use, you have to need bills.

You need food stamps to eat staple food, cloth stamps to wear clothes, and meat stamps to eat meat.

If you want to buy something, you need a bill.

And this era is again an era of scarce resources.

If there is a relative in the family who eats commercial grain, then it is considered a decent family, and eating and drinking are enough, at least they can eat enough and dress warmly.

But if a family is full of that kind of hard work, it is wasted.

Food stamps are said to be distributed according to the population, but if you don't have a serious job and no identity background, who will hang you?

The words are not rough.

Whether it is in later generations or in the present era, everything is regarded according to the status of human beings.

Qin Tian's hometown was originally in Qinjia Village, which was the same place as Qin Huairu's hometown.

If you really want to talk to Qin Huairu, Qin Tian is still a little related to her.

After all, the generation in the countryside, the seven aunts and eight aunts, almost all of them can talk about the seniority.

Qin Tian is quite decent.

From scratch, I basically got it by myself.

lost his parents since he was a child, and relied on his grandfather to raise him every day in the production team.

Nowadays, although Qin Tian does not live a life of big fish and meat every day, he can also eat enough food and wear clothes.

This is a good condition compared to many people.

Don't look at this as Sijiu City, think about a lot of rich people.

Nothing.

There are indeed rich people, and there are also capitalists and big landlords.

But that's only in the imagination.

Comparing the rich with the rich, that is, the sow sees the little mouse to see who has more cubs.

It is said that knowledge changes fate, and the future generations do not know how to do so, but this era is really so reasonable.

The middle courtyard where Qin Tian lives is the largest house in the middle courtyard.

This house is different from the previous population house, but the house assigned by Qin Tian to the rolling mill after graduating from university.

No way, who makes college students popular.

Moreover, Qin Tianxue's major is still relatively complicated academically, that is, there are relatively few people who learn it.

In this way, Qin Tian's own value was revealed.

If you do things for the country, the country will naturally not be treated badly.

After thinking about it, Qin Tian glanced at the wall calendar at the window.

The date shown above is December 26, 1961.

The winter solstice has passed, and the cold wind has already begun to blow outside.

Just when Qin Tian was stunned, a white light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

There was no sound in my head, and there was no ding.

Immediately afterward, a panel appeared directly in front of it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The villain check-in system is officially opened."

"A villain pack has been prepared for the host, do you want to open it?"

Sensing the arrival of the system, Qin Tian's face was overjoyed.

Isn't this the golden finger?

With this thing, wouldn't my life be better in the future?

Thinking of this, Qin Tian's mind appeared with a picture of himself eating meat and holding a girl in his hands.

"Open!"

"Rewards: Ten Great Solidarity, One Cooked Food Ticket, Title: Psychologist!"

"Psychologist: It can detect what everyone is thinking and put an end to lies!"

After the reward, ten Great Unity and a purple deli ticket appeared in front of Qin Tian.

A hundred bucks and a charcuterie.

What a punishment!

Rather than being interested in the first two rewards, Qin Tian was even more interested in the rewards of the last psychiatrist.

After all, I work as a psychiatrist, so I have this help.

In this way, your future work will be smoother.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Tian also learned about the role of the system.

The villain check-in, as the name suggests, is the villain.

As long as you do something that changes the course of history, you can do a check-in through the panel.

Between the courtyards of the courtyard.

A small figure crept into the middle courtyard from the vestibule of the front yard.

The stick terrier rubbed his oily little hands and walked slowly towards home.

Today, the stick terrier is only eight years old, don't look at his young age.

The word "small, small, big" was created for him.

I even have more ideas in my head than adults.

When he was in the third grade of elementary school, he already had a name: the Holy Stick Thief.

If you pick it up, it's a thief, but if it's bad, it's a thief.

In the final analysis, his grandmother Jia Zhang's is used to it, and this Jia Zhang's has some doorways.

will be psychic, and people will be nicknamed the great summoner, who can summon his deceased son out and eat melon seeds with himself.

Sappo rolls around unreasonably, and thinks about letting others help their family all day long.

In these years, no one has a good life.

All the food you can eat is thanks to heaven and earth, let alone help.

When he got home, he took two chicken legs out of his pocket, found a clean white cloth, and wrapped them.

Backyard.

Xu Damao had just returned home from the rolling mill and found that there was one less chicken in the chicken coop in front of his house.

It made him very angry.

You know, that chicken was given to him by the commune when he went to the countryside to show a movie.

I don't have a movie in the countryside twice a year, and it's even more difficult to get some benefits.

Now I see that there is only one chicken left in his chicken coop, which makes Xu Damao anxious.

He shouted into the room.

"Ezi, Ezi!"

A short time later, a woman with a student's head tied up walked out of the room.

Seeing Xu Damao's anxious gaze, Lou Xiao'e was stunned.

"Why is there one less chicken in our house!"

"Chickens? Isn't it inside the cage? ”

Hearing this, Lou Xiao'e looked at the cage at the moment and saw that there was only one chicken left in the cage, and Lou Xiao'e was also puzzled.

The chickens in this cage were still there in the morning tomorrow, so why is there only one left now?

Just as the two of them were thinking.

Xu Damao smelled something and followed the fragrance to find it.

Unexpectedly, I found that the fragrance came from the house of Silly Zhu.

"Silly Zhu, it was Silly Zhu who stole our big hen!"

PS: The new book is released, and the handsome person I like gives me a statistic, and kneels down to thank you.