The dumplings are made of cabbage and pork. The filling is not much pork but the taste is very delicious. Although the dumplings were left over last night, Li Qinglin still tasted very sweet. He ate all the big bowl of dumplings in just a few bites.

"Son, do you still eat? I'll give you some more!" The mother reached out to take the bowl from Li Qinglin's hand and asked.

As the saying goes, "I will die of eating half a child." Li Qinglin's body is now fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is in the season of growing up, so he is particularly able to eat it.

Li Qinglin actually wanted to eat something, but from his parents' words, he knew that it was in the Republic of China. Although he could not determine what year it was, from the historical knowledge he learned later, he knew that rural China was very poor during the Republic of China. Usually, if his family could eat enough, he would be considered a middle-aged or above family. Looking at the house, decorations and clothes of his parents, Li Qinglin knew that this was an ordinary farmer. Although he looked at the dumplings made of white flour, cabbage and pork, he should only be able to eat on New Year's Eve in this farmer's family. When Li Qinglin was eating, his parents were watching him eat. He knew that his parents must have not eaten yet. There might be some dumplings in the pot, but there must be not many.

"I'm full, dad, mom, you two can eat something too!" Li Qinglin said.

My mother said, "Qinglin, you're better. You'll lie down and rest. Your father and I will go to have dinner first."

After his parents were out, Li Qinglin could not lie down, so he quickly got up and got dressed and got off the kang.

Li Qinglin first looked at his body. He is now fifteen or sixteen years old and is a little shorter than his previous life. He knew that this was a lack of nutrition and his body was developing a little later.

Li Qinglin put on cotton coats and cotton pants and got off the kang. His clothes were in the style of student uniforms, without patches, and were truly pure cotton black. Li Qinglin secretly thanked that cotton pants were not the old-fashioned crotch pants. It was probably because he had grown up recently and his clothes were a little small. Li Qinglin had read some economic information from the Republic of China before and knew how rare it was to have such a more integrated cotton coat and cotton pants in winter during the Republic of China period. Li Qinglin couldn't help but feel a sense of love for his current parents.

Li Qinglin walked out of the house and saw his parents eating in the main room. There was only a plate of pickles and a plate of corn cakes on the table, and there was only half a bowl of dumplings in front of both of them.

"The family is not rich, I only eat these on the first day of the Lunar New Year!" Li Qinglin sighed in his heart.

"Qinglin, if you feel uncomfortable, lie down again!" The mother saw Li Qinglin coming out and quickly threw down the bowl, touching his forehead with her hands, and said with concern.

Li Qinglin said: "It's nothing, I just feel a little dizzy and I can't remember a lot of things!" Li Qinglin happened to find an excuse for himself to lose his memory.

My father said, "It's fine. I was drunk when I was young, and it was similar to you now. After waking up, I couldn't recognize anyone after a long time of drinking. I'll go to someone to pay New Year's greetings later and ask your mother to take you with me, and I will slowly remember it."

"Qinglin, toothbrush, tooth powder, and face washing water are all ready for you. You can brush your teeth and wash your face by yourself." The mother pointed at a wooden basin and said.

"Yeah." Li Qinglin responded, dipped his toothbrush into tooth powder, and took a cracked teacup to the backyard to brush his teeth.

Rural land is the least valuable. This home has yards in front and behind. The walls and walls are built with wheatgrass on the roof. It seems that the snow has been falling a lot this year, but the owner is very diligent, and the snow in the front and back yards has been shoveled cleanly.

The front and back yards are not small, with a few chickens looking for food in the front yard; the back yard is slightly larger and there is a chicken basin. What surprised Li Qinglin was that there was a livestock shed with a half-large mule tied into the shed.

Li Qinglin brushed his teeth and entered the house. He suddenly wanted to see what he looked like in this life. Li Qinglin swept the house with his eyes, but he didn't see a mirror. Li Qinglin knew that this very ordinary thing in later generations was a luxury in this farmhouse today.

Today is a sunny day, the sun has risen, and the snow outside reflects the bright inside the room. When washing his face, Li Qinglin looked down at the water surface and reflected his face. Although it was not as clear as a mirror, the general appearance could still be seen.

This is a young face, like his father Li Wanquan, with a national face, a little thin, a little white due to his study, and he can't be said to be very handsome, but he also has thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and square mouth, and a feeling of youthfulness.

"It's good to be young!" Li Qinglin thought to himself.

After washing his face, Li Qinglin searched every room to see if there were any calendars or something.

"Qinglin, what objects are you looking for?" Seeing what his son was looking for, the mother asked him.

Li Qinglin asked: "Do you have a calendar at home?"

The mother smiled and said, "Calendar? What is it? Silly son, didn't you ask you to bring back the calendar before the New Year? You and your books are placed on your kang together."

"Yes, rural people don't know what a calendar is at this time." Li Qinglin said to himself in his heart.

Li Qinglin accidentally revealed a flaw. He quickly patted his forehead and relieved himself: "Look at what I've drunk, I forgot about this little thing."

Li Qinglin ran into the room he had just slept. Sure enough, there was a stack of books on the kang, and the top one was "Kaiming Mandarin Reading Book". When you opened the title page, it read "Li Qinglin, Wenmiao Primary School, Wan'an County, Henan Province, the autumn month of the 23rd year of the Republic of China."

After seeing these, Li Qinglin realized that last year was the 23rd year of the Republic of China, that is, 1934, and this year was 1935; now he was reborn in Wan'an County, Henan Province.

Li Qinglin also worked hard to learn calligraphy when he was in college. At that time, the teacher who taught calligraphy said that he wrote very well, but now he looked at the neat small regular script and traditional Chinese characters on the title page, and felt a little ashamed.

"In the future, you must practice your calligraphy well, and learn all the traditional Chinese characters so that you won't reveal the truth!" Li Qinglin said to himself in his heart.

Li Qinglin then looked through it and found that a calendar was printed by Xi'an Huiwen Bookstore.

According to legend, the almanac was created by Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan, so it is called the almanac. It is also commonly known as the almanac among the people. However, because the characters of the almanac are homophones with the word "Su", it is also called Tongsheng because it avoids taboos. This not only includes astronomical weather, seasons, but also includes some taboos that people must abide by in their daily lives. The content is mainly to guide farmers' farming opportunities, so it is also called the peasant calendar. When Li Qinglin opened the almanac, he saw what the heavenly stems and earthly branches were all recorded, the month and day, which made Li Qinglin confused and confused.

Li Qinglin turned to the bottom page and suddenly found that the last few pages were printed with a calendar arranged according to the Gregorian calendar and the lunar calendar. Seeing the familiar Gregorian calendar in his previous life, Li Qinglin couldn't help but feel particularly intimate.

Li Qinglin compared the calendar and finally knew that today was February 4, 1935, Monday, the first day of the first lunar month of the year Yihai (pig), and tomorrow February 5th is the beginning of spring.

"1935, 1935..." Li Qinglin kept thinking about this year in his mind.

Li Qinglin, who has studied modern Chinese history, knew that in this era, the Japanese devils had occupied the Northeast, and in less than two years, the full-scale war of resistance was about to break out. After the college entrance examination, Li Qinglin had obtained many things that he did not look at history and astronomy for many years, and many things were vague and slightest in Li Qinglin's mind.

When did the Japanese fight to Wan'an County, Henan Province? How did the people of Wan'an County resist? Who led the War of Resistance? The National Party? Or the Communist Party? What should I do? These problems have become a mess in Li Qinglin's mind.

While Li Qinglin was in a daze, his mother was shouting outside: "Qinglin, let's go to pay New Year's greetings together!"
Chapter completed!