The original soul doesn’t know where it has gone. How can she go back?
Aunt Lin saw her daughter sitting on a stool again, and she was very worried that her elbow gently pushed Uncle Lin’s path. "Do you want to ask a doctor to see if we are in charge?" Xiao Qing’s spaced out these days I’m a little worried. "
Since my daughter woke up, it’s like a different person. She didn’t work hard and didn’t do things neatly. She even forgot how to make a fire! But no matter how you drag your feet, it’s still your daughter’s frustration. Now this girl doesn’t even call people a madam to keep silent. What if she really hurts her brain?
Uncle Lin decided silently, "The doctor has seen two wounds healed, so you steam two eggs for her every day in recent days!" "
When Aunt Lin Dashu was worried, Lin Qing was also entangled. Although the ancients looked older than modern people, she was called a big sister by Lin Qing before she wore it. However, Uncle Lin was also under 40 years old. Although Ba had an inch of beard and looked like an elderly person, through the phenomenon, he was still a flower in july rhapsody, Guoguo Hong. She could not call Dad’s last two brothers for a while … That’s all little brothers!
Her silence in Fama’s new role is to talk less, be less embarrassed and make fewer mistakes.
Looking back on these days, even though there are memories of the original owner to pave the way, the different living environment and habits are difficult for her.
There are no tall buildings, no cars, no toilets, not to mention internet, video and mobile phones, no running water and no concrete floor!
Lin Qing covered her face
She felt that she was really falling apart.
Although she spent most of these days sorting out the memory of the original owner, it was so lucky that she only got up a few times and helped her live in the original era!
In this era, although she doesn’t know what kind of bullshit dynasty this is, even if she crosses into a princess, she won’t change her original life. She would rather be the original mortal with a mortgage and a car loan.
She misses home more than her friends. She thinks that she just bought a red dress a few days ago. She feels that she has failed the Galaxy and will be abandoned in such a place where birds don’t lay eggs!
Chapter 2 Ancient Reading Life
Since I don’t have the courage to commit suicide, I still have a good day.
On this morning, the day was just like washing, and the smoke from kitchen chimneys was rising. The villagers have been living for one day after another. It has been almost half a month since Lin Qing arrived in this Fuao village. Despite stumbling around and often sighing, she has tried to adapt a lot.
For example, I finally called my parents my brother in embarrassment. After all, my parents are really good to her. For example, I finally learned to make a fire to help aunt Lin cook and wash together and share the family; For example, I finally followed my little brother to pick fruits and enrich my diet.
Thank God, thank God for thanking her. Now Dad is not a purely single-minded farmer. She doesn’t have to follow Tian. Otherwise, it is easy to harm her own seedlings if she is four-footed.
Today, she mainly goes to school with Dad Lin, a few literate people in the village. In addition to teaching in primary schools, Dad Lin occasionally helps others to write letters, and he also has to farm when he is busy with farming. It can be said that Lin Qing is sometimes taken to a nearby primary school to read with a group of children. Most of the time, it is more than enough to help his mother at home. I have to say that the life of his original owner is much happier than that of many girls in ancient villages.
"Lin Qing’s sister Lin Qing’s sister, this is my mother’s cake today. It’s delicious. I can’t bear to eat this for you."
Lin Qing was sitting behind him before class, and the tiger quietly handed me an oiled paper bag. She turned around and saw the tiger grin and smile at her. The sun shone brightly. Maybe it was because she accidentally hit her a month ago, and the tiger felt guilty. Maybe it was because Lin Qing was a cute girl. Maybe the two families lived recently. This little guy especially liked to pull her to play together.
"Sister Lin Qing, let’s catch insects in the mountains together?"
"Sister Lin Qing, let’s catch loach together?"
"Sister Lin Qing, let’s catch snakes in the stream together?"
n! These projects Lin Qing seems naive and annoying, and he or she doesn’t want to touch them except ants, okay?
The folk customs in the village are simple, and there is not much emphasis on boys and girls playing together, and there is no distinction between boys and girls in the school. Lin Qing refused several times, but every time she looked at the children, her eyes were wronged and her face was often red.
She took the cake and put it on the table and said thank you. Seeing that the name matches him well, she blushed shyly again.
Little brat, what are you thinking? !
There is nothing in common with the little boy. She glanced around. It is impossible to find a bosom friend in the primary school group and continue to pretend to be cold.
After the tiger continued, Ai Aidit wanted to chat with her. From time to time, her fat fingers poked her. "After Lin Qing’s sister learned, I called them. Let’s go and dig out the voles. Will you come with us?"
Lin Qing wooden face look back at him at a glance … Urine dun!
To say that Lin Qing couldn’t let go of this hygiene problem in ancient times, the toilet problem was the most. She was a little bit of a cleanliness addict, and the ancient toilet was a great example of all kinds of impurity.
Generally, there are three ways to go to the toilet in the village. The first way is to bring your own wooden bucket, although it is relatively clean, and occasionally sit down … It feels dizzy to think about it, and it is unspeakable pain to pour and wash the toilet. The second way is the so-called simple wooden or thatched public toilet, where flies and insects stink all over the sky. I don’t want to go to the second time … There is also the problem of toilet paper.
To say that there is still a big difference between ancient classrooms and modern ones, Lin Qing’s class was a few years ago. She doesn’t know how the current teaching has developed, but this way of shaking her head and memorizing really makes people doubt the learning efficiency.
This school in Fu ‘ao Village is next to the ancestral hall in Fu ‘ao Village, which may be due to the fact that there are many people in ancient times and the farmland is worthless. This school covers a large area but is divided into several large classrooms.
Lin Qing’s classroom is located in the east. At this time, you can see the sunshine from the edge of the wooden window. The wooden tables and benches with different colors are divided into five groups. Each group is arranged vertically. There are about seven small tables in each group, and one or two people sit at each table.
Lin Qing is located in the third row of the first group in the east. She looks at a thin yellow cover page in her hand with the word "encourage school" written on it.
The handwriting on the face has faded a little, and most of the obscure words are like traditional Chinese characters in China. Some words seem to be more difficult to understand than traditional Chinese characters, and they look more like ghost symbols.
I just heard Uncle Lin read a word that corresponds to the pronunciation of modern Chinese. Presumably, it should mean that. After one sentence, I can’t understand the former classical Chinese. I just heard Uncle Lin explain that just a few words have so many meanings. Is it because the ancients want to save paper that what they said is simple but meaningful?
Of course, ancient education has not developed into the bitter and inspiring atmosphere of modern education. If you don’t study hard, you can pick up garbage in the future! Most people just come to know a few words, especially there are only a few people in the girls’ school, but the whole still advocates the idea that "everything is only high school"
Rummaging through the original owner’s memory, she studied for a long time but didn’t grow up. Most of the words are that she didn’t know the basics and helped herself now. It seems like * * * saying that she should study hard and get better every day.
Just as Lin Qing was making up his mind, he heard the old man Lin call the roll, "Zhao Zheng, you recite the second paragraph."
Being called the name is Li Zhengsun, who saw him get up and recite it with his head shaking.
It’s rare that Lin Qing seems to have made mistakes several times.
However ….. "Splash" the thug made great efforts to stir-fry the bamboo shoots without any water.
It was difficult to study in ancient times. Did the ancients deceive me?
Holding "I am a teacher of the second generation, Torre should not be so cruel", self-hypnosis Lin Qing crustily skin of head and followed to read and write.
With modern skills and adult thinking, although some words can’t be written accurately, most of her have known Fu ‘ao Village, and a big problem has been put in front of her when she entered the busy farming season.
Chapter 3 What’s the trouble of killing a chicken?
Spring went to Qiu Lai village and entered the harvest season. Every family put his affairs aside for a while, and the villagers devoted themselves to the great cause of harvest. Going to the Lins was no exception.
Lin Qing followed her to deliver food and help dry it, but once she touched the ground, she would nest quail. At this time, she sat on the bench and wondered if she had to take a new step.
During this period in the countryside, she deeply understood that every grain is the essence of hard work, and the peasant spirit is absolutely worthy of high praise. However, when it comes to letting her farm in person, there are no obstacles.

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