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Chapter 01 Who is Li Dongyang?

It rained for four consecutive days, and the sky was still gloomy and there was no intention of stopping.

The dilapidated little thatched house was shaking in the rainy rain. The village chief came over in the rain for the sixth time and advised the old and young living in the small thatched house to leave quickly, find a place to hide first, and don’t be stubborn anymore.

There is only one person who is stubborn from beginning to end, the old lady in this family.

No one in the village knew what the old lady's name was, but her late husband's surname was Wu. The one who had a far-fetched relationship in the village called her Old Lady Wu, and the one who had a close relationship was called Wu Grandma Wu and Aunt Wu.

She was in her eighties. She had fallen a few days after going to the mountain to pick mushrooms, and her arms and legs were injured. She could only lie on the bed and couldn't move.

He was unable to move, but Old Mrs. Wu's head was working well, and she was also very quick to speak in addition to a little leaking air.

She said to the village chief: "Huzi, this is our home, I will not leave. I am so old that I will die in my own home even if I die, and I will not go anywhere."

The village chief stared anxiously and tried his best to persuade him patiently, "Auntie, you are old, but Qingqing is still young. She is only in her early twenties. She will not leave if you don't leave. If something happens, you will live enough, so pitiful."

Qingqing is the third person in this dilapidated house. Her full name is Wu Qing. She was the child whom Mrs. Wu went up the mountain to chop wood twenty years ago. Because it was very clear that day, and the sky was blue and blue, she named the child Qing. A single name is good, but the meaning of being together with the surname is completely different.

Of course, in this very poor and backward mountain village in the mid-1980s, everyone was busy living, and no one cared about the name of a little girl.

Old Mrs. Wu was very kind to Wu Qing. After hearing the village chief's words, a thin layer of water appeared in her eyes.

"Huzi, I always feel that I am almost out of reach. You can take care of Qingqing in the future. She is a miserable child and I don't enjoy any blessings. When you get married, you should take a look. You must marry someone who is honest and willing to do it, and don't let her be bullied." Old Mrs. Wu instructed earnestly.

The village chief's eyes were red when he was said, and he nodded and agreed, but did not give up persuasion.

After the two talked for a long time, the village chief felt strange and asked Mrs. Wu: "What's wrong with Qingqing today? Why didn't you say anything?"

Old Mrs. Wu glanced at Wu Qing and sighed: "I went out to carry firewood yesterday and burned the fire. The back of my head hit the stone. I was confused until now. I don't know if I was stupid."

The village chief frowned a little more.

"Auntie, why didn't you say it earlier? This is not a trivial matter. If you get serious, we have to go to the hospital for a visit," the village chief said.

"How can I have money?" Old Mrs. Wu said helplessly: "Even if I have money, I can't see it. It's not safe to walk on the mountain road. I have to wait until the rain stops before going to see it."

The village chief thought that the same thing was true, and did not mention going to the hospital again. He turned around and asked Wu Qing: "Qingqing, does your head hurt? Is there anything else that has to worry about it?"

Wu Qing rubbed her chaotic head and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, except for the back of her head that hurts a little."

She didn't lie, she really only had the back of her head pain, and everything else was fine, but she always felt something was wrong.

Her mind seemed to be mixed with other people's memories, the memory of a woman named Li Dongyang!

Li Dongyang lives in the future. He has studied in college and learned a lot of words, has no shortage of food and clothing, and has lived a good life that she never dared to imagine.

She didn't know why this happened. Maybe her brain was really damaged, or she might be possessed by evil spirits. No matter what the situation was, she must put these things aside and find a way to persuade her grandma to leave.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Old Mrs. Wu say to her: "Qingqing, please pack up and go with your Uncle Huzi, and come back when the rain stops."

Wu Qing immediately shook her head: "Milk, if you don't leave, I won't go anywhere. I have to cook for you. If I leave, what are you doing?"

"I am the youngest, I'm better off if I die. If I die, I can go to see your grandfather. You are still so young, why are you consuming with me?" Old Mrs. Wu sighed.

But no matter what she said, Wu Qing refused to leave her and leave.

The village chief came out for a long time and had to go to other families in the village and leave first. The dilapidated and grandchildren were left in the dilapidated small house.

There were several places in the house where the rain was leaking. Wu Qing got up and replaced the bowl full of water, cleaned it up inside and out, and when she went back to the inner room, she saw that the old lady was asleep and was sleeping quite heavily.

As people get older, they get less sleep. Old Mrs. Wu, who is cloudy and rainy, still have pain in her joints. She hasn't had a good night's sleep these days. Now she is sleeping heavily, so Wu Qing consciously makes her moves lightly and doesn't want to quarrel with her.

There was nothing at home, and it was boring to sit down. She gently pulled open the closet and thought about changing the clothes that she couldn't wear. Maybe she could even make a good one.

With the clothes in his hand, Wu Qing felt something was wrong. Why was it so heavy? It seemed like a stone was stuffed inside.

She quickly pulled away the clothes and suddenly found a book hidden inside the clothes.

Wu Qing had never read much, and only recognized a few simple words, but she didn't know why. She actually recognized all the words on the cover of the book.

"Li Dongyang, the "Marriage and Love Book", she murmured.

Li Dongyang, isn’t she the one with more memories in her mind? It seems that she is not sick or possessed by evil spirits. She is really such a person!

With 120,000 doubts, Wu Qing opened the "Treasure Book" and began to look at it word by word.

She looked very seriously and didn't even miss the punctuation mark. The more she looked, the more she became more shocked. She had never experienced the things in the book, but she felt very familiar, as if she had experienced those things with Li Dongyang in the book.

Why is this happening?

Until the rain that had been raining for several days stopped, she still couldn't find the answer.

It was clear, and there were quite a lot of things to do at home. I had to clean up the house, I had to take care of the vegetable fields, and I had to go and see the fields outside.

There are basically thatched houses in the village, and many families have leaked rain. The village chief organized the whole village to repair houses. Starting from the east end of the village, they repaired houses from house to house. Every family has people, and no one hides their own personalities or is lazy.

There is only Wu Qing, the only laborer at home, so of course she also has to go to repair the house, otherwise she would be embarrassed to let the villagers work for her family for free.

She is a good at doing work, she can do any dirty and tiring work, and can carry stones and wood. If she shaves her hair and changes to men's clothing, others will definitely not think she is a woman.

Every time when there is such dirty and tiring collective labor in the village, she will inevitably hear some embarrassing words when she is just a woman in the middle. She may feel embarrassed to avoid it in front of her head, and later she becomes used to it. When she accidentally hears someone mention her name, she will quarrel with others without hesitation.
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