The short-lived Lin Qinghe, even though he had a short life in this life, was about to die of illness and be murdered all over again.
By closing and opening her eyes, she traveled back to 1955, an era when people would really starve to death.
Dear gods, do you still remember why I was short-lived?
In 1956, in a mountain village, Lin Qinghe was pitiful because his father did not care for his mother, and only his grandma protected him.
Fortunately, grandma's twisted silver bracelet gave her a warehouse space of one-third of an acre.
It's okay to work hard at farming, as long as you can have enough food and clothing, no need for a bicycle.
Haha, I still need a bicycle.
Grudges must be settled.
A small mountain village with boundless spring scenery, not just scenery.
The spring breeze travels thousands of miles and never stops for one person.
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