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Chapter 1 Country Love(1/2)

In the cold winter, when the wind blew the bayonet, it was covered with shrill and sharp howling sounds of ghosts and wolves, and the flesh hurt.

After get off work, Huang Dan walked into the community and came to the front of him, looking at the sign of a Mercedes-Benz.

Sitting inside was a little boy in a suit, he was arrogant and domineering, "Get out of here, I deserve it!"

Huang Dan's mouth twitched. Is the child so timid now?

His pace kept on.

The next moment, Huang Dan's eyes blurred, and the car turned into a tractor.

The little boy is gone, and the middle-aged man is sitting inside. He stares at his red-blooded eyes and curses, "Get out of the way, you're looking for death-"

Huang Dan watched the tractor leave, and the raucous sounds rushed into his eardrums, and he was in a panic like a shrew, and his headache was split.

Looking down, Huang Dan opened his eyes and found that the community was not cracked yellow land.

What's going on? Time and space travel?

Huang Dan's pupils are tightening, probably not an ordinary time travel.

The leather shoes on his feet turned into sneakers, which were dirty and had a mouth open in front of him.

The black trousers were worn out and replaced by a few patches of gray shorts. The legs were covered with hair and were full of energy. They were wearing not a woolen coat, but a seriously pilled green short-sleeved sweatshirt.

Huang Dan stretched out his hands, his skin on his ten fingers was rough, and there was mud in his nails. When he looked over, he saw many cocoons in his palms.

He took a breath and put it on someone else's body.

At this moment, a lot of memories suddenly came into Huang Dan's mind.

Zhang Dongtian, twenty-three years old, is introverted, withdrawn, and a little paranoid. He clashes with others when he is stimulated. When he was young, his father drowned in the river and the largest labor force in his family was gone, so he took over.

My mother Chen Jinhua is a cripple man with inconvenience in legs and feet.

The family expenses were basically all dependent on Zhang Dongtian. He went outside to work. Because a girl beat a worker on the construction site, she got a blue nose and a swollen face. As soon as the medical expenses were paid, she packed up the bedding and rolled it home.

When the villagers asked, Zhang Dongtian stammered and lied that he was missing home and was talking nonsense.

Huang Dan frowned. It seemed that those memories were from this body. He would naturally know when he came through it.

"Ding, hello, Mr. Huang, I'm honored to receive you."

The electronic sound suddenly came, and Huang Dan's movement of wiping sweat stopped, "Who are you?"

"As follows, your guardian is responsible for posting tasks to you."

“What’s the name?”

“The system is OK.”

"oh."

System, "The task has been sent, please check it."

A screen appeared in front of Huang Dan, with the word "task" written in the upper left corner.

[Li Dagui's anger: Two years ago, I was fetching water by the river and suffered a heavy blow on the back of my head and fell into the river and died. I want to know who the murderer is!]

After Huang Dan read the last word, the screen disappeared, and he asked, "Can I go back after completing this task?"

The system said, "Sorry, I don't have permissions and can't answer you."

Huang Shan asked, "What will happen to me in the community if I appear here?"

The system said, "Sorry, I don't have permissions and can't answer you."

Huang Dan said, "Are you responding automatically?"

System, “No.”

[Mr. Huang, your guardian sent you a "Come on" fireworks. Please accept them and you can enjoy them immediately.]

【Reject.】

system,"……"

Huang Dan wiped his forehead and sweated his hands, "I am in a bad mood now and can't appreciate the fireworks. I'll give them to me next time."

System, “…Then come on.”

Huang Dan did not respond. To sum up, this guardian summed up, he only had five words, one question and one question and three questions without knowing it.

It is better to begging for others than asking for others. Once he finishes the task, he will know what will happen later.

I didn't waste time being dazed, entangled, confused, and confused. Huang Dan looked around and followed the original owner's memory and walked along the main road, turning into the path on the left.

The ground was filled with potholes, Huang Danshen and the other was shallow, passing through the ridge of a large pond, then passing through a forest, and appeared in the village.

It was hot summer, and the sun was strong and fierce at noon. Men, women, young and old were resting in their own houses, and no one came out to wander around.

Huang Dan took a breath, his back was completely wet. He accelerated his pace and headed straight to the house with a row of peach trees in front of the door.

In the shade in the yard, Chen Jinhua was holding a needle and thread basket and laying on the sole of her shoe. When she saw that the person running in was her own child, she kept nagging.

"It's noon, the sun is very poisonous, and it's so hot outside that it's sunny. If you don't take a nap at home, you have to go to Shanghechang to catch loaches. Where are the loaches?"

Huang Dan was sweating like rain. He took off his sweat shirt and threw it into the pool, making a snap sound, "The water is too deep and I didn't catch it."

Chen Jinhua nagged again, "There is mung bean soup in the jar on the table."

Hearing this, Huang Dan immediately ran into the room, held the jar and drank it.

As he walked, he would just make it a sudden journey through time. The season he had come was still the summer he hated the most.

This is OK, but in the country...

It’s not that Huang Dan discriminates against farmers, it’s because he is not familiar with this living environment, has never been exposed to it, nor does he understand it, and is afraid that he will not pretend to be different and reveal flaws.

By then, if the murderer is not found out, he will be suspected and have life worries.

Huang Dan drank the jar and simulated the original owner's personality. He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Mom, are there any mung bean soup?"

Chen Jinhua took the big needle and pulled it on the soles of her shoes for a few times. She said nothing was left, "That was sent by Li Gen's family. If you want to drink it, my mother will get you a pot tomorrow."

Huang Dan put down the jar, searched the original owner's memory, and found those clips about Li Gen.

Li Gen is Li Dagui's biological brother. He is beautiful and has a tall and powerful person, diligent and capable, brave and strong, and is also very upright. He is in his thirties, but now he has no one on the warm kang.

He had married a wife before, but he was still two, all dead.

Rumor has it that Li Genk his wife.

Originally, Li Gen worked in a big city, but his mother suddenly became paralyzed and refused to leave the village to treat him. She said that even if she died, she would die in the village, so he had to come back to take care of her.

Many girls are fascinated by Li Gen, and their families firmly disagree, and some are also seeking death.

Huang Dan sat on the bench. Speaking of which, Li Dagui's mother was paralyzed, two years ago.

What exactly happened two years ago?

Unfortunately, the original owner was working outside the city at that time, and Li Dagui died only when he returned to the village during the Chinese New Year.

Huang Dan sat for a while before he remembered that he was shirtless. He was walking around several houses and had an extra palm fan in his hand.

Let's take a shower tonight. It's so hot, there's no air conditioner, and it's dusty, so it's useless to wash it.

In the afternoon, the sun was not so strong, Huang Dan found a torn jacket to put it on and went to the field to cut rice.

His clothes were so busy with farm work.

Chen Jinhua had difficulty in legs and feet and was not good at body. She pulled the rope on the rice bed and rushed the chickens to eat, and flipped the rice from time to time.

All households came out to work one after another, and the noise in the village was filled with noise.

Huang Dan wore a straw hat and a sickle in his hand. He was pretty. He walked around the grave and walked towards the field beside the pond.

A few people came over to the left, talking and laughing. The man walking in the middle was very tall and had a strong face. He was shirtless, with a wheat-colored chest. On the clearly visible belly, there were fine beads of sweat clinging to it, shining with golden light.

That person is Li Gen.

There are quite a lot of young people in the village calling him brother, not because he is older, but because he has real skills.

As for the rumors about defeating my wife, I care about the girls, not them.

He glanced at the man. Huang single mouth was dry and as if he saw the barbecue with a layer of sauce. He slowed down and got closer. He didn't smell the smell of meat, but only smelled smell of sweat.

Li Gen had no idea of ​​the color of the jacket on his shoulder. When he took a step, the key on his waist trousers shaking, making a crisp sound.

Huang Dan looked at the bunch of keys, not heavy? His eyes swept and he was hung up when he saw others.

After a little thought, Huang Dan turned around and came out again, there was an extra key on his pants, wearing it with a red rope, swaying it.

Only by following the local customs and integrating into the collective can you regard yourself as the original owner as soon as possible.

When Huang Dan arrived by the field, he saw the golden rice, like a golden blanket, covering the entire field, and he immediately lost the courage to go down to the field.

A black guy came over from behind, holding the yellow straw hat with his hand, "In winter, you cut off this eight-cent piece, and there are only one acre and two acres left behind. After finishing it, help me. It's still early in my house."

Huang Dan raised his eyes under the straw hat and looked at the person who came. It was Zhang Yingxiong, the cousin of the original owner.

He didn't say anything.

Zhang Yingxiong was not surprised, so he stood on the high ridge of the field and jumped into the field on the right.
To be continued...
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