Wan Feng felt like he was dreaming.

His body floated like the wind in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and the whole world was dead silent, and there was no sound.

This incomprehensibility made him very uneasy, and he tried hard to find a sustenance point in the clouds.

Suddenly, there was a whining sound from below.

The sound was like a sharp sword tearing through the clouds around him, allowing him to see below.

Below is a snow-covered field where a train is literally smoking.

Wan Feng's body fell rapidly from the sky uncontrollably, and plunged headlong into the carriage like a meteor...

Wan Feng opened his eyes with a thud and scanned his surroundings in horror.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart beat wildly.

The dimly lit carriage and the countless sleepy people in the carriage were seen, and then a monotonous sound was heard.

It took him a minute or so to wake up before he realized that he was sitting on a train.

Looking around, the mother was sleeping on the back of the chair with her sister in her arms, and the little head of the younger sister was leaning on the mother's arms with a turban and sleeping like a kitten.

To his left was his younger brother, whose head was resting on the seat and the corner of the car wall, also sleeping, and the saliva on the side of his mouth was half a foot long.

Seeing his relatives Wan Feng dumbfounded, why are his younger brothers and sisters so young and his mother so young?

And where is this? Who am I? Where am I?

He remembered that he took a bus to Tianyang, the provincial capital, to see his son, and he took a bus instead of a train!

My son, who is about to graduate from university and is interning in Tianyang City, the provincial capital, has rented a room with his girlfriend, and he is not worried about going to see it.

He came out of his home to buy a ticket to the provincial capital, and remembered that the bus had an accident on the highway and collided with a truck and then rushed out of the guardrail of the highway and fell into the ditch, and he seemed to have fainted at that time

But now...

"Feng'er, are you awake?"

His mother is now in her thirties, and she looks at him tenderly at this time.

"Mom, where are we going?"

"This kid, I'm sleeping in a daze, aren't we going to your grandma's house? ”

Wan Feng scratched his head and finally remembered.

It was the winter of '79, or the night of the 28th day of the lunar month of '79, to be exact, and they were sitting on a train from Longjiang Province to Beiliao Province.

He was thirteen years old that year.

Am I reborn? Back in 1979?

Wan Feng has nothing to do and has read some novels about crossing rebirth on the Internet, originally just to watch a lively one, he doesn't believe that there is anything like crossing and rebirth in this world at all.

But he didn't expect such a thing to happen to him!

Wan Feng's father was one of the hundreds of thousands of demobilized soldiers when the Great Northern Wilderness was reclaimed, his father and mother were both from Northern Liao Province, and his mother followed him to the Great Northern Wilderness when his father was demobilized.

After more than ten minutes of reminiscence, Wan Feng finally determined that he was really reborn, and he went back to when he was thirteen years old.

Faced with the question of rebirth, Wan Feng was hesitant at first, not knowing how to face the current situation.

Wan Feng in the previous life lived a decent life, and was at the middle and lower income level in the countryside, and his life was unremarkable.

To be honest, that wasn't the life Wan Feng wanted.

But due to the limitations of his ability, he couldn't toss any waves, so he could only be muddy.

I thought that this was the end of this life, but there was such a ridiculous thing as rebirth.

But this age of rebirth is too painful, too young! What can he do at the age of thirteen? Even if he is reborn at the age of sixteen or seventeen!

Thinking of this, Wan Feng's heart not only did not relax, but became heavy.

Wan Feng's grandmother's house is on the seaside in the south of Northern Liao Province.

From Wu County, Longjiang Province, where Wan Feng's family lives, to the destination of their family's trip: a production team called Wahou in Warrior Commune, Hezhuang City, Haibian City, in the south of Northern Liao Province, the distance between the two sides is 3,500 miles, and it takes three days and three nights to take a train in Habin City, and in the middle of Habin City, it is necessary to transfer to a train from Habin City to Dawan City, a coastal city in North Liao Province.

After changing trains, another day and a night later, they got off the train at a place called Gaizhou.

Wanfeng's Laojia Hongya County is not connected to the train, so they can only get off the train in Gaizhou, a neighboring county of Hongya County, and then change to a passenger car to Hongya, and the distance between Gaizhou and Hongya is 240 miles.

After about four hours of bus ride, a family of four finally arrived in Hongya County at noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

At that time, the township was still called the commune, and the warrior commune where Wan Feng's grandmother's family was located was fifty miles away from the county seat of Hongya and bordered the Gushan commune, and many years later the name of the warrior commune was replaced by another name, the Wu family, and the two communes were merged together a few years later.

Wan Feng's grandmother's family lived at the junction of the two communes, and if the straight line was closer to Gushan's house, they got off at the Gushan commune station.

The rest of the way was on two legs.

After three days and three nights of trekking, they finally arrived at Grandma's house, Jiangwei Brigade, and the production team after the valley.

The Wahou production team was a production team with scattered households, and along a dirt road, the people of Lilala pulled out a front of about two miles from the east end to the ditch.

Wan Feng's grandmother's family lived in the third family in the easternmost place, and from the grandmother's house to the east, there was a family surnamed Cong and a family surnamed Wang, and there was a field behind it.

The east end is the old residential area of the production team after the depression, because it is close to the Yina River in the summer, the water will enter as soon as the water is released, so almost all the people who built new houses in the later period have moved to the ditch in the west, and now there are only a dozen households and more than ten children in the east now.

When Wan Feng's family of four arrived at his grandmother's house, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

On the street at the gate of my grandmother's house, there were two or three children setting off small whips, and a few firecrackers rang out in bits and pieces.

The mother and sister entered the grandmother's house, and Wan Feng and his younger brother did not go in but got together with the children.

There was almost no barrier between the children, and in a few words, Wan Feng played with the children in the neighborhood.

It's a pity that after only playing for a while, the brother-in-law came out and pulled the two of them into the house to eat one by one.

At that time, the countryside was still dominated by coarse grains, although there were still bud rice cakes during the New Year, Wan Feng's younger brothers and sisters couldn't eat it, but Wan Feng ate it very fragrantly.

After several days of fatigue on the journey, he finally hit him, and after eating, Wan Feng fell asleep on the kang.

The child's curiosity is also quite heavy, and the next morning, two neighbors' children from the grandmother's house, one left and one right, came to Wanfeng to play.

When Wan Feng came back from Longjiang, he still had a deck of poker and a pair of chess pieces with very small chess pieces, which he was going to play with the children of his grandmother's family after he went to his grandmother's house, but to Wan Feng's disappointment, none of the children here could play.

They'll play hoop skating cars, and then they'll play a game of electric chasing.

At that time, the Chinese New Year was the most exciting time for children, not only could they wear new clothes, but also food that was a little better than usual, and most importantly, there were firecrackers.

It was like the children in the later period who didn't even like firecrackers, Wan Feng remembered that his son never went outside to set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

The blacksmith had a few whips left in his pocket, and the children ran out into the street and crackled and let go, and then stared wide-eyed.

"Do you have any money?" asked Wan Feng from the neighbor's child on the left.

Wan Feng nodded and said yes, although the New Year was spent on the train, but the New Year's money was still given to them by his mother, Wan Feng and his younger brother each had a dollar.

In '80, that's a lot of money.

At that time, a child could buy eleven villain books, twenty-five two-kicks, and twenty rings of whips with one hundred rings.

Wan Feng's father earned a salary in the Corps, and at that time he was fifty-three yuan and three cents a month, which was already a high-income group.

"Ah, you have a dollar!" said from Hee Cheng and the blacksmith enviously, their New Year's money was only a dime.

"Then shall we go to the co-company to buy a whip?" the blacksmith's eyes flashed gold.

The blacksmith's name is Jiang Hongjun, and he is nine years old this year. When he was eight years old, he went to the brigade to play, and went to the blacksmith furnace to see the excitement, he felt that the blacksmith was very fun, and watched it all morning.

Who thinks that after he goes home, he will pick up a matchmaker shovel and match to strike iron, where do you go to strike iron, he chose a place.

Every household here burns grass for cooking and heating, and stacks of different sizes are stacked in front of the door of each house.

Jiang Hongjun chose to strike iron under his haystack, and the consequences of lighting matches can be imagined, but fortunately, there was no wind that day and it was discovered early, and in the end only half of his haystack was burned.

Beatings were inevitable, but what he didn't expect was that the nickname of a blacksmith fell on his head out of thin air, and this nickname stayed with him until the day he ended his life at the age of thirty-four.

The full name of the cooperatives in the blacksmith's mouth is the rural cooperative, just like the shops everywhere now, and the peasants have become cooperatives when they are called common.

At that time, there was only one brigade in the rural cooperatives, which was the commercial center of the brigade.

The store of the Wei Brigade is in Xiaoshutun, and the team has a two-mile scene after leaving the depression.

The blacksmith's suggestion was echoed by all the children present, including Wan Feng's younger brother Wan Jun, but Wan Feng opposed it.

"Buy a fart, the New Year is over, the company is on holiday, and it's in vain to go. ”

The children were dumbfounded.

If you don't have a small whip, go ice skating on the Inna River behind the house, and children are always not lonely.

Twenty meters away from the backyard of Grandma Wanfeng's house is the Inna River, which is as smooth as a mirror in winter, and you can clearly see the bottom of the river at a glance.

Wan Feng and them played on the ice to play the ice car and skid Lou.

There were also a few kids skating a mile away, but no one recognized them because of the distance.

Although Wan Feng's family claimed to live on the edge of the Longjiang River, it was at least more than a hundred miles away from the river, and their company was built on a mountain bag, and it was more than five miles away from the nearest river.

So, when he was so big, he barely played on ice and had little experience, so he had a lot of fun.