It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, this is really not true at all, every year before and after the Qingming Festival, it will start to rain tricklingly.

Every year, the three members of the Wen family have to brave the heavy rain to go back to Yunwu Mountain to go to the graves of their grandparents and mother.

Brother Wen Jun drove, Wen Yao and his father Wen Changping sat in the car and chatted, Wen Yao danced while complaining to his brother and father about a novel he had read recently, the rain outside the window was not light, and the thunder could be faintly heard, but it did not affect the laughter of the family of three in the car.

Suddenly, at a bend at the top of the mountain, two foxes ran out of the rain from nowhere, and Wen Jun, who was driving in fright, changed his face and subconsciously hit the steering wheel.

But he forgot that they were now on the winding road of Yunwu Mountain, with a mountain wall on the left and a cliff on the right.

I don't know how long it took for Wen Yao to wake up slowly, and her body was like a stone that had been weighed a thousand pounds, making her unable to move, and even her bones were hurting.

The most uncomfortable thing is that her brain hurts, and some memories that don't belong to her are constantly pouring into her mind.

Without waiting for her to sort out those inexplicable extra memories, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that she was surrounded by a group of people, they were wearing the clothes of the common people in the TV series, Wen Yao was stunned, could it be that their family of three was saved by some crew?

Next to her, the other two people also slowly woke up, and they were also stunned by the scene and people in front of them for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and the older one shouted in a panic.

"Yaoyao, Xiaojun."

Wen Yao's pupils widened, and he looked at this man who was only in his thirties in disbelief, and the other teenager also looked at him in horror.

“0081。” Wen Yao stared intently at the man and spoke.

When the man saw Wen Yao, he gasped, and before he could speak, the young man next to him also answered: "1752." ”

The "hiss......" man seemed to be unable to believe what he was seeing, but he still answered: "2216." ”

"............" The three of them looked at each other with wide eyes, incredulous.

What they reported was their respective mobile phone tail numbers, as a family of three who depended on each other, and the other party's phone number was simply backwards.

But what is the situation now, the number is no problem, but the person is not the person he knows at all, but he can't say that he doesn't know him at all, because just before waking up, Wen Yao's head was just filled with those inexplicable memories.

Let her know one thing very clearly, the person in front of her who can report her father's phone number is the father in her memory.

Could it be that they fell off the cliff and ended up in some parallel time and space?

The onlookers looked at the family of three in confusion, not knowing what they were talking about.

At this moment, a voice came from the crowd: "Okay, since they're okay, let's all disperse, thank you all today." ”

Wen Yao followed the sound and saw a thin old lady standing not far away, her dark and thin face was full of wrinkles, her hair was neatly combed, and her eyes were full of shrewdness, but looking at the eyes of their family of three, there was a trace of disgust.

Seeing that the three of them were looking at her, the old lady snorted coldly before saying, "The house collapsed, and it was your fate if it didn't crush you, since you are fine, then you can clean it up by yourself, let's go." ”

The old lady said, beckoning the few people who followed her to leave.

Only then did the three members of the Wen family see the ruins behind them and the dust on their bodies.

Are they resurrected to a family of three who were crushed to death?

Before they could figure out the situation, a three- or four-year-old little radish head suddenly ran over to the old lady, pulling Wen Yao and not letting go, with a look of grievance.

The old lady narrowed her eyes: "Big head, you can't go." ”

The little radish pouted and shook his head at the old lady, and grabbed Wen Yao's hand tighter.

Wen Yao recognized that this was the younger brother of the memory, but now they were trying their best to figure out what was going on, if this little radish head was left, it would be inconvenient for them to speak.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao squatted down and coaxed softly: "Big head, you go to the house with your grandmother first, and my sister will come to pick you up after she has cleaned up." ”

The big head moved his eyes because of her words, and tilted his head to look at her strangely and a little dazedly, as if he was thinking about something.

Wen Yao secretly said that it was not good, this little radish head should not have seen something.

In my memory, this younger brother is soft and cute, and he can look at you with big eyes at any time, but I don't know what the reason is, this child is about to be four years old but can't speak.

In order not to show his stuffing, Wen Yao hurriedly led him to the old lady.

"Milk, I'm sorry for you, I'll clean up and pick up the big head." Wen Yao lowered her head, trying her best to behave like the girl in her memory.

The old lady took the big head's hand, just gave a faint hum and took the person away, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the little radish head with a strange and blank gaze.

It wasn't until a group of people walked away that Wen Yao ran from the garbage to the other two people with a deep and shallow foot.

"Dad? Elder brother? ”

"Yaoyao? Gene? How did you get to this? Wen Changping looked at his children who had shrunk for more than ten years, and still couldn't believe his eyes.

Wen Jun was also confused: "Dad, Yaoyao, what's going on?" ”

Wen Yao scratched her hair and swirled in place, probably brushing up the current situation.

"Let's go home to the grave, the car fell down the mountain, and then we got here, most probably, what parallel time and space did we go to, borrowing corpses to resurrect our souls." Wen Yao lowered her voice and said cautiously.

In exchange for a gasp from both father and son at the same time.

Wen Changping was dumbfounded: "Then our side, is it gone?" ”

Wen Yao patted the dust scratched off her head and replied: "My brother's car is newly bought, it is said to be quite strong, although the cloud mountain is high, but there should still be a whole corpse." ”

Father and son: "......"

Wen Jun: "I have a medical seminar next week." ”

Wen Changping: "After paying so many five insurances and one housing fund, I have only received a month of retirement salary. ”

Wen Yao spread her hands: "Anyway, I'm a freelancer, and I'm a family annihilation, so I'm fearless, but we're all gone, and we don't know what to do with our house and savings." ”

Wen Changping thought for a while and said: "The house is divided by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, it should be taken back, the deposit or something, it should be for your aunt, after all, we are only one of her relatives." ”