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Qiao Erya said goodbye to the driver with her suitcase and walked slowly in the direction of her hometown.

Her home is halfway up the mountain, and it takes about ten minutes to walk.

This season is spring ploughing, the busiest time in the countryside, except for a few dogs scattered on the road.

Jorya's hometown is in a small mountain village, and the cement road was paved only a few years ago, so the transportation is convenient, and the advantages are limited to this.

The older generation of people in the mountains rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, face the loess with their backs to the sky, and live in peace all their lives, looking at God's face and begging for life.

Young people in the mountains either move to the city or work outside the city, and even though transportation is convenient, there are few young people in sight.

Qiao Erya has not returned for several years, and her impression of her hometown is stuck in the muddy yellow mud road. Now there are express stations at the entrance of the village, which are quite advancing with the times.

Something happened at school this time, and she took a leave of absence to return to her hometown to cultivate herself.

She was glad that there was no one on the road, just to avoid human contacts, who knows what to be afraid of.

"Hey, where are you?" The aunt looked at her with a smile on her face.

The aunt carried a basket on her arm, in which was a porcelain bowl with a lid, presumably to go to the field to deliver food to her family.

Qiao Erya pursed her lips: "Mother-in-law, my grandmother is Suqin, and I am Yaya." ”

The aunt stared at Qiao Erya for a closer look, and suddenly clapped her hands, and she recognized it.

The aunt's attitude was particularly enthusiastic: "Oh, you are a girl!" I haven't been back for a few years, how can I look so beautiful! More beautiful than a big star! ”

Auntie is not a polite remark, Qiao Erya University has just entered the school and is recognized as the school flower of that year.

Qiao Erya is not good at chatting with elders, so she can only smile awkwardly but politely: "I'm going to come to my grandmother's house to live for a while." ”

The two sides exchanged a few pleasantries, and finally stopped the topic with the aunt wanting to deliver food to the family.

The aunt who went away realized that this is not a holiday holiday, why did the college students come back at this time?

Two years ago, Yaya was admitted to university, and Old Man Liu sat at the entrance of the village every day to show off that his daughter's house had passed the examination of two college students, one was a doctor and the other was a broadcast host.

The whole village knows that Yaya was admitted to the Capital University of Communication and Communication, and she is still majoring in hosting, and I heard that she can still be on TV after graduation.

The aunt sighed, the old man Liu has a good life, his daughters and sons are promising, and the old couple were taken to the city by their sons to enjoy happiness. Her son and grandson work outside all the year round, and her grandson is almost thirty years old and has no daughter-in-law. Although he only has a junior high school education, he is honest and a village, so he is suitable for Yaya.

Jorya didn't know that the aunt had only seen her once, and she wanted to introduce her grandson to her.

She pushed open the door and patted the paint slag on her hands. In the past, there was no yard or gate in my hometown, and when I came out of the door of the hall, it was a drying field.

Later, with the help of her parents and uncle, my grandmother's house doubled, and the bungalow became a two-story building, and the juniors in the family were assigned bedrooms.

Worried that the elderly were not safe at home, they surrounded the courtyard wall and installed a gate.

The mountain house covers a large area, and the yard alone is 100 square meters. I used to grow fruits and vegetables, but now I am bare.

She locked the gate, and the green grass in the courtyard and her calves.

During the Chinese New Year, my uncle's family came back, and her parents also came, and I heard my mother say that she was cleaned from the inside out, and she was so tired that she couldn't get out of bed the next day.

At that time, Qiao Erya stayed in the capital for internship and overtime and did not come back for the New Year, only seeing part of the appearance of her hometown in the video, which is very spacious and the environment is good.

Her internship unit is the capital TV station that others dream of. Even though she is only an assistant who does chores in the background, she is also enthusiastic. What's more, Chinese New Year's Eve is a backstage chord at the Spring Festival Gala, and you can get close to the seniors who host it. She regrets that she can't go back to her hometown for the New Year, but she wants to fight for a positive job.

Three months have passed since the New Year, and it is the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the weeds are not yet luxuriant.

Jorya left her suitcase in the living room, and the furniture was covered with dust cloths, so she didn't have to bother cleaning it. She only needs to sweep the floor, and it takes her days to clean such a large house alone.

When she came back this time, she didn't tell anyone, only applied for a leave of absence from school with the instructor. She almost subconsciously chose to go back to her hometown and come to this indisputable mountain village, where there is no one and there will be no intrigue.

After a long journey, Joerya was so tired that she didn't take off her coat, she laid out the sheets and lay flat on the bed, and her black backpack was also placed at the head of the bed.

The backpack has a large capacity, it is a professional athlete mountaineering backpack, which can hold a lot of things, and her daily necessities are in it. She came back with only a backpack and suitcase, all her belongings.

Qiao Erya held her mobile phone, she was in no mood to read WeChat messages for the time being, and she didn't care that the group she had withdrawn from had been inviting her to join.

She lay flat in a daze, and another carp stood up.

She suddenly remembered that her grandmother had left her a ring. Once she was old-fashioned and embarrassed to refuse, so she asked her grandmother to help keep it.

Later, when her room was decorated, her grandmother called her and told her that the ring was in the drawer of the dresser in her room, so that she could remember to take it when she was free.

Although it was her parents and uncle's family who paid for the decoration, the decoration style respected the preferences of the elderly. My grandmother's house has a lot of antique furniture, which is said to be an antique handed down from her ancestors.

As a child, Giorja didn't like these dark-colored furniture. She likes the beige leather sofa in her classmate's house, and she can sink into a pit when she sits down; I like the neat and bright tiles of my classmates; I love the lace curtains of the neighbor's house and the high-end coffee table.

These grandparents don't have them at home.

In the past, the floor of the hometown was made of green bricks, the chairs were round stools and bulky Taishi chairs, the tables were black square tables and round tables, the sofas were wooden, and even the beds were wooden beds.

Ten years have passed, her aesthetic has long changed, and the style she didn't like when she was a child grew up to like it.

Jorya's room has a simple layout, with whitewashed walls and a floor made of imitation solid wood tiles. The furniture is a stepping bed, dresser, wardrobe, a throne, a round table and two round stools, all made of solid wood.

Solid wood is not cheap. Her family is not a wealthy family, but her uncle is in the timber business.

This step bed is passed on to women but not men, and my sister thinks that it will move to the city to occupy a place, and it does not match the decoration, so it was passed to her.

Jorya often surfed the Internet and learned that the price of a stepping bed was expensive, and that the value of a stepping bed like this one could not be measured in money.

There was only a small wooden carved box in the drawer, with a faint woody fragrance, and she finally understood why anyone would buy the pearls.

Inside the box lies a quaint red agate ring.

She used to be ugly, not as good as the Seven Fairies bracelet sold at the school gate.

Jorja tried on the ring size, which was right on her ring finger.

The heavy texture of the ring and the cold touch are not like brass. Even if she is a layman, just looking at the bright color of the red agate inlay, the ring is definitely worth a lot of money if the color is preserved so well.

Jorya knows what it means to wear a ring on her ring finger, but she doesn't have a boyfriend, so she can wear it as much as she wants.

She was reluctant to take it off when she put it on, and she liked the ring very much from the bottom of her heart, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

After playing with the ring for a while and taking a few more photos, she was content to wear the ring and continue to lie on the bed reading the e-book.

The sequelae of Jorya's motion sickness have not yet passed, and she has no appetite at all. She took a few sips of unfinished mineral water from her backpack and ate two more pieces of chocolate and a loaf of bread.

She had continuous insomnia some time ago and had almost no sleep quality. Probably the environment was quiet enough, she looked at the words on the phone screen huddled together, trying to see clearly but her eyelids began to fight, her head drooped little by little, and she fell asleep unconsciously holding the phone.

Time passed little by little, and when the hour, minute, and second hands of her watch pointed to the middle at the same time, Joerya frowned in her sleep.

The room was empty.

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Jorya had a strange dream in which someone was talking in her ear.

"If Childe burns it again, I'm afraid..."

"Bah, you don't want to die! Beware of the word that reaches the Master and smashes your mouth. Our son-in-law is deeply blessed, it's just an ordinary cold and fever, and the letter from my cousin-in-law has gone to Chuzhou to find a famous doctor, as long as my son-in-law survives these two days..."

Joerya listened intermittently, her brows furrowed into the bed, and she was unhappy that the loud talker had disturbed her sleep. She used the quilt to insulate the sound, and she didn't notice that there was an unfamiliar patient lying next to her.

The sick man's face was flushed on the bed, accompanied by increased breathing, which was obviously a symptom of a high fever that did not go away.

If it was in the past, Xiao Jinyou would have been able to detect the abnormality at the first time. Now he has a high fever and his reaction is half a beat slow, and he thinks he is having a nightmare.

Giorya slept unrestrainedly, holding each other tightly in her arms with her hands and feet like a koala.

Finally, Xiao Jinyou, who had a nightmare, opened his eyes because of poor breathing.

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he was awake almost instantly, and his face turned pale.

Xiao Jinyou's expression was cold, he had just become seriously ill and lowered his guard, and he was immediately caught. I don't know which side of the centaur is so unaware, he doesn't even notice it. If the other party wants to assassinate him, I am afraid that he has already succeeded.

Even if he was weak at this time, it would have been easy to strangle the spy.

It was at this time that Giorja opened her eyes.

She dreamed that she was sleeping with a doll in her arms, and the fluffy doll was warm. Suddenly, a snake slipped into the room and wrapped itself around her neck, waking her up.

"Sleep... Groove, cough, cough, cough..."Jorya was so frightened that several families scattered.

When she woke up, there were more strangers in the room to kill her mouth, her scalp was numb, her whole body was cold, and her blood was flowing backwards from top to bottom.

If it were usual, she probably wouldn't be able to break free from the shackles of the other party. Probably because she had a strong desire to survive and struggled desperately to escape.

Xiao Jinyou has had repeated fevers since he suffered from wind and cold, and his physique is not as good as before, and he soon fell behind.

He stared vigilantly at the strange woman in front of him who behaved and dressed strangely, and it seemed that those people, in order not to make him feel better, had actually found a Fanbang woman to humiliate him.

Joerya managed to escape, holding her hiking backpack in front of her. She had alcohol spray in her bag, and if the man dared to do it, she would spray his eyes.

She pretended to be calm: "If you leave now, I can pretend that I didn't see you, and I promise I won't call the police." I have 10,000 yuan in my bank card, and I can transfer it all to you. ”

This man looked sick and might have come to steal money for treatment. She just needs to save her life first, and call the police immediately when he leaves. When he was young, he had hands and feet and came to steal, and he was blinded by this face.

As for the other party wearing a shirt, she didn't dare to be distracted at all.

Xiao Jinyou shook his head, the fever caused him to think half a beat slowly, and he could only understand her words word by word. He didn't understand what it meant to hold the police and the bank card, but she was deliberately playing tricks.

He scolded: "Who sent you? What is your purpose! If you tell me the truth, I will keep your whole corpse!" ”

Joerya was beaten upside down, and she didn't even bother with him for fear.

"Please make it clear, this is my house, it is you trespassing on the house, do you know that you have broken the law!"

She was going to be laughed at.

How can there be such a person! Is it justified to occupy other people's homes? There is still a whole corpse, either there is a problem with his brain or he has paranoia, he thinks that he is the emperor or the prince, the Qing Dynasty is dead!

Xiao Jinyou dragged her out of bed: "Since this king came to Qiongzhou, this is King An's mansion, how did it become your home!" ”

But the woman called him a thief.

Qiao Erya felt that he was sick in the brain, he must be paranoid, and he fantasized that he was a prince, so she was still a princess!

Sure that the other party was not trying to kill for money, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very angry, it must be who ran out without a sick number.

Jorya glanced at the room angrily and immediately realized that something was wrong.

This is not her room.

The beams are made of wood, the floor is made of green bricks, and there are embroidered screens and other ornaments in the house. She took a cursory glance at the decoration, and the quaint scene made her legs and feet weak and almost unable to stand.

The whole room has nothing to do with her room except for the resemblance of a stepping bed.

Could it be that she sleepwalked and ran away from someone else's house?!

Jorya was horrified, and she desperately needed an answer.

"Big... Big brother, how many years is it now? ”

If it weren't for the real pain of being pinched just now, she really thought she was dreaming.

Xiao Jinyou looked at her coldly and didn't understand what she was selling.

He sneered: "What, pretending to be stupid if the mission fails?" Aren't you assassins very virtuous, and would rather die than surrender? ”

The more Joerya listened, the colder her heart became. This person's long hair doesn't look like a fake, he is still wearing underwear, and his words and deeds don't look like a modern person, if nothing else, it should be an accident.

Neither of them spoke, and Jorya couldn't believe her guess.

Xiao Jinyou waited for her to speak, and he coughed twice from time to time, each time as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

Qiao Erya sighed twice in her heart, no wonder there were so few words, and her throat was hoarse.

Her thoughts were interrupted, she subconsciously retreated when she heard the cough, and even wanted to take out the mask from her backpack and put it on.

In addition to alcohol and a mask, her backpack also included fever reducers and throat lozenges, as well as some snacks and two bottles of mineral water.

Qiao Erya secretly glanced at her phone, no accident there was no signal and network, and the battery was still 60, but she had a power bank in her bag.

There is an eighty percent chance that she has crossed over, and it is necessary to confirm which dynasty it is.

She has also read a lot of novels, and she has not read less about the theme of crossing, but she can't believe that this happened to her.

Qiao Erya laughed awkwardly: "Childe, are you done coughing?" Can you tell me what the era name is and which dynasty it is? ”

Xiao Jinyou finally had a cough and didn't want to deal with her.

Qiao Erya hurriedly pulled him, but the other party moved too fast, and she only grabbed the cuffs: "Don't go, your answer is very important to me, please." ”

Xiao Jinyou's face was expressionless: "You are standing on the land of the Ning Dynasty, and now the country name is Qingping, which Fanbang spy are you?" ”

Sending such a woman with no common sense to be the internal response is to look down on him?

Jorya fell into a stupor.

So she is wearing an overhead dynasty?

Jorya took a deep breath.

Okay, it's good to have an overhead, so you don't have to worry about tampering with history.

That being said, she wasn't happy at all.

The bad things that happened after the start of school made her leave the internship unit "voluntarily", and public opinion seriously affected her study and life.

She was just blowing the wind on the rooftop, and she didn't know which one found the instructor and said she couldn't think about it. The school hurriedly gave her psychological counseling, and even suggested that she take a year off from school. If she finds a job in the media industry for one year during the suspension period, she will be counted as an internship and will not need to repeat a grade.

This is not a privilege for schools. There are very few majors in the third and fourth years, and they are all extracurricular homework. Their junior year is all practical classes, as long as they turn in their homework on time and take the final exam.

Qiao Erya is a double degree in broadcasting host and radio and television editing and directing, and the director applied to go home to be a self-media blogger. The teacher asked her to have one million followers within a year, then take the exam on time and pass the grades, and then issue a graduation certificate after meeting the standards.

She thought about it for two days before she made up her mind to go back to her hometown to become a pastoral blogger, but the first emperor failed to start a business and collapsed in the middle way.

She still has a lot of things to do, and she is very unhappy that she can't take revenge in person. The villain who spreads rumors has not yet been punished by the law, and the evil deeds of hypocrites have not yet been exposed.

I wanted to wait for Taoguang to wait for my ability to fight against them again, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance, and I knew that I should have broken the jar.

She has not yet explained to her parents what happened to her, and it is going to make them sad again.