At seven o'clock in the morning, a loud wake-up call sounded from the broadcaster of Heather Town Middle School.
The off-campus day students who live near the town middle school, urged by the wake-up call, quickly got up and put on their sports uniforms of white clothes and blue trousers, wiped their faces hastily, took a dime from the drawer, put on their schoolbags and headed to school.
rush.
In the bungalow, Li Manjun, who was sleeping on the bed, vaguely heard a noise in his ears, grumbled, and pulled the thin quilt to cover his head.
So, after being lazy for a while, I stretched out a hand from the quilt and subconsciously groped around the pillow.
Um?
No?
He stretched his hand forward again to touch the bedside table. He grabbed it skillfully with his five fingers and found nothing!
Li Manjun suddenly sat up from the bed with excitement, turned over his pillow, lifted the quilt, and frantically looked for his cell phone!
After searching for a while, and just when I was feeling so flustered that I didn't feel safe at all, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the Little Tigers poster posted on the empty bed next door, and I was startled.
Where is this?
The small room was only ten square meters, with two single beds placed horizontally and vertically, a desk and a double-door wardrobe, and it was completely packed.
At this moment, she was sitting on the bed next to the door.
The small bed by the window opposite was empty, and there were posters of the Little Tigers on the wall, as well as a calendar.
Li Manjun walked out of bed as if in a dream, came to the poster, and took a look at the date on it.
1990?
Rub your eyes and look again, it’s still May 1, 1990!
A strange memory that did not belong to him suddenly came to him, and Li Manjun covered his head.
After a while, Li Manjun let out a long breath of "huh~" and fell down on the bed again. He looked at the wooden ceiling above his head that had been pasted with newspapers, his eyes full of disbelief.
She traveled through time.
Last night, she was still working overtime at 007 in a large factory. She stayed up too late and couldn't help but fall asleep on the sofa in the office.
Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, it was the year 1990.
The name of this body is also the same as hers, called Li Manjun.
But one was just over twenty and full of vitality.
A man who is over thirty, unmarried and has no children, a high-class social worker.
There are five members of this family, and the father, Li Dawei, works as an accountant in the town government office.
At the beginning of this year, the salary of state cadres was adjusted, and the salary was increased from 180 yuan a month to 220 yuan. He is the only person in the family who now has a stable source of income.
My mother, Wang Xiaojuan, was laid off in middle age, which was a huge blow. She felt anxious every day about how to spend the rest of her life. There were early signs of menopause, and her temper could get worse.
Li Manjun is the eldest in the family, with a 16-year-old sister and a 14-year-old brother.
My younger sister, Li Lijun, failed the high school entrance exam and is currently re-taking the exam. She will take the high school entrance exam again in a month.
Younger brother Li Jianjun is in the second grade of junior high school and is the favorite of Li Dawei and Wang Xiaojuan.
In a backward town like Heather Town, although everyone openly agrees with the country's policy of giving birth to boys and girls the same, in fact, unless a child is born, there will be another child.
This concept has not disappeared until the 21st century.
Li Manjun feels fortunate that although her original parents insisted on giving birth to a son, they also devoted themselves to raising their two daughters.
Both Li sisters were stuck in the high school entrance examination. When Li Lijun asked to repeat her studies, the couple, who were in the midst of a wave of layoffs, still gritted their teeth and paid her expensive tuition fees for her repeat studies.
It's just that Li Dawei is the only one making money in the family now, and he also has to support his two children in school. The whole family is facing huge financial pressure.
Li Manjun doesn't know where the other Li Manjun has gone, maybe he has time-traveled into her body.
Thinking about her original high-intensity social work as 007, Li Manjun observed three seconds of silence for the girl with the same name.
But the situation in her new identity is not much better now.
Her original life was tiring, but she had a car, a house, a seven-digit bank card deposit, and no worries about food and clothing.
Now she graduated from junior high school but did not enter a technical secondary school, so she went to work as a temporary worker in her mother Wang Xiaojuan's textile factory.
In March this year, the textile factory closed down.
Forced to become an unemployed vagrant, Li Manjun, who only has a junior high school diploma, has found it difficult to find a stable job again. He has been unemployed at home for almost two months.
As a result, Li Manjun became what his parents called a social idler who was "very skilled and lazy".
Her mother, Wang Xiaojuan, now has an idea: to marry off the older girl Li Manjun and let her live in other people's homes.
Li Manjun, who has received these memories of his original body, just wants to say: It turns out that you can't escape your parents' pressure to get married no matter where you go!
Li Manjun quickly accepted the fact that she had traveled through time, and thought better of it, this might be an opportunity for her to change the fate of social animals.
Looking down at the old pajamas that were washed white, Li Manjun patted his face to wake up, got out of bed and went to the closet.
My sister Li Lijun slept at a classmate's house last night and did not come back.
The sisters have always shared a wardrobe, but when Li Manjun opened the wardrobe, most of it was filled with Li Lijun's clothes.
It was very difficult for Li Manjun to find a pair of pants that belonged to him. They were a pair of pilling black heeled fitness pants.
I took a look in front of the mirror in the closet. I saw a yellowed white T-shirt, fitness pants, and thick-soled black cloth shoes with buckles. In addition to the youthful face, this whole outfit is so cool!
It is said that parents with many children at home cannot keep a bowl of water balanced, and the same goes for the Li family.
During the two years when I was working, all my salary was given to my family, and I had no money left. I usually picked up old clothes from my cousins and wore them.
But Li Lijun is completely different. She has three pairs of jeans that are popular nowadays, one each of flared, straight and tight.
There is also a fashionable white dress and a pair of the most popular crystal sandals.
These were all acquired by Li Lijun, Wang Xiaojuan and her sister. She has a sweet mouth and is favored by her family.
Even the desk by the window in the room was specially prepared for Li Lijun to review her homework.
It can be said that the eldest brother is the one with the least sense of presence in the family. He is honest and even seems a bit dull.
He also speaks in a straightforward manner, which is unpleasant.
Li Manjun looked at the person in the mirror and sighed deeply.
Then, he took out the two dollars he had hidden in the pillowcase, put it in his pocket, and opened the bedroom door.
When her mother, Wang Xiaojuan, saw her coming out, she glanced at the clock on the wall in the main room. It was nine o'clock sharp, and she couldn't help nagging immediately:
"Did I owe you in my previous life? I asked God to send me an ancestor like you to torture me. I didn't go to work, didn't do housework, and slept more than a pig. What a debt collector!"
After finishing talking, he chased after his daughter with a spatula and asked: "What do you think of the person your Aunt Wu told you about last time?"
Li Manjun was a little confused: "Who? Which person?"
Perhaps because of the shared memory with the original person, Li Manjun actually felt very familiar to the environment that should have felt strange.
I pulled off my wrinkled T-shirt, picked up the enamel water cup placed under the window sill, picked up the black toothpaste, squeezed out a little toothpaste, took my toothbrush in my mouth to the small courtyard pool to get a glass of tap water, and brushed my teeth.
