Early morning in the winter of 1960, Beijing, Changping County, Niufang Village

A farmer's firewood shed with air leakage from all sides, a low groaning sound coming from a tattered quilt on a small bed made of wooden boards next to the firewood stack.

Jia Weidong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated woodshed in front of him: Where am I? Am I not lying at home with that mysterious clone fever? Why...

A wave of memories that did not belong to him came fiercely, and Jia Weidong, who had a splitting headache, cold and hungry, fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, but Jia Weidong woke up again. Looking back on the memories in his mind that were not his own, he knew that he had traveled through time.

The original surname is also Jia. There are five brothers and sisters in the family. The eldest brother Jia Yi is 18 years old, the second eldest is 15 years old, the third sister Jia Chunhua is 12 years old, the fourth brother Jia San is 10 years old, the fifth sister Jia Chuntao is 6 years old, and her father Jia Chunhua is 6 years old.

Fuguo is a villager in Niufang Village. He is 46 years old this year. His mother Jia Chen is 40 years old. He has a grandfather in his 60s. His grandmother Jia Liu just died of illness last month.

Everyone in the village said that grandma died of illness, but only Jia Weidong knew that grandma died of starvation.

The original person fell ill with a high fever not long after he was born, which burned out his brain. He has been suffering from dementia and was not welcomed at home. In this era of lack of food and clothing, his younger brothers and sisters not only often teased him, but also competed with him for food.

, only grandma felt sorry for this stupid grandson who was so hungry that he was skinny and bones. She often secretly left her own food for him. When she was hungry, she would go to the mountain to peel tree bark and dig up Guanyin soil to eat. Her stomach turned green, bloated and painful, and finally passed away.<

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From then on, no one cared about the life and death of a fool. On this snowy night when he was hungry and cold, the fool followed his grandma and Jia Weidong came through time.

"Er Donkey, Er Donkey, if you don't get up, your breakfast will be gone." Third Sister's crisp voice came from outside the woodshed door.

He forced his trembling body, put on a worn-out cotton jacket and cotton trousers, went to the kitchen according to the memory in his mind, picked up the only half bowl of stick porridge left on the stove, which was so thin that you could see a person's face, and silently

After drinking it in three sips, I finally felt a little warmer in my body.

Without looking at the family sitting having breakfast, Jia Weidong walked out of the kitchen with his head lowered. The cold wind blew, and Jia Weidong shivered. He wrapped his torn cotton jacket tightly around his upper body, returned to his nest, and sat beside his wooden bed, his thoughts racing.
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In his previous life, Jia Weidong was born in Northern Jiangsu. After graduating from high school, he went to work in a weaving factory in Tongcheng, Jiangbei Province. Later, he started his own business and opened a building materials store. He bought a house in Tongcheng and dreamed of retiring in a few years, lying down and fishing.

However, things didn't go as planned. After the outbreak of the epidemic, business was slow and unsustainable.

Jia Weidong decided to change his career and start an ecological farm. He returned to his hometown and contracted 200 acres of land, planning, loans, flat land, built living houses, steel frame greenhouses, warehouses, dug fish ponds, built pig houses, sheep pens, chicken coops, and purchased equipment.

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It was a busy day. The infrastructure construction had just been completed, and before he had time to buy seedlings and breeding birds, Jia Weidong was infected. He had a high fever and was weak. He could only lie on the bed at home to rest. In 1960, he came to the capital and Changping County.

This is a small mountain village called Niufang Village.

Niufang Village is located at the foot of Changping Mountain in the northeast of Changping County, about 40 kilometers away from the capital. The village has six production teams and more than 100 farmers. The Jia family belongs to the second production team with more than 20 households.

The Jia family lived at the foot of a hill. There was a drainage ditch in front of the door, but there was no water. The rural conditions at this time were really poor. There were six houses in a row with adobe houses, and the adobe walls were usually cut from the mountain.

The trees are used as beams, and the moso bamboo strips are covered with thatch.
Chapter completed!