80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Bai Liu and Song Jia should go back to the Northeast to celebrate Huang Fenglai's eightieth birthday. Huang Fenglai has not been in good health in the past two years. After all, life was hard when he was young and his body was exhausted. Many problems will appear as he gets older.

Even if the family takes care of Huang Fenglai like an old lady, it still cannot change Huang Fenglai's aging. It can only reduce her pain.

The Bai family just wanted to have a good time this time, and it was hard to say whether they would have the chance to give me another full birthday.

Huang Fenglai was older and liked the excitement, so they called back almost all the children this time.

After celebrating Huang Fenglai's birthday in a lively manner, Tangdou was in a hurry to go abroad. Her boyfriend won a very important award... Now it's time to talk about her husband. He just received his certificate last month and the wedding has not yet been held.

Bai Liu was joking with Song Jiaying the night before about not being a female college student, but when she opened her eyes the next day, she saw the gray scene in front of her.

She was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Where is she? How many years had it been since she'd seen a place like this?

Even if the crew sets up the scene, it won't be so realistic - the audience won't accept it.

Really crude.

"Is there anyone?" she asked directly, hoping that someone would suddenly appear and talk to her about the filming plan for the next drama with a smile.

But no, not only did no one show up, there was even a strange echo in the house.

Unless someone is playing a prank, there is only one possibility——

Over the years, she had seen luxury and experienced danger, and she immediately thought that she might be kidnapped.

She began to think about whether the other party was asking for money or life. If so, there was too little she could do now, but who would insist on putting her to death?

Even if she is allowed to die, the murderer will definitely be nearby and watch the pleasure she brings to him when she dies.

Bai Liu tried hard to force herself to calm down. No matter whether she was alive or dead, she couldn't be chaotic.

When his eyes touched his clothes, Bai Liu was stunned for an instant.

She would never forget the clothes she was wearing in her dreams——

It was the burlap clothes she wore when she escaped from the chaotic palace.

But isn't she dead?

It was precisely because she died inexplicably that she was lucky enough to be reincarnated, reborn into a new society with her memories, and restart what she thought was a relatively complete life.

Bai Liu is close to people in the literary and artistic circles, and sometimes hears some writers and screenwriters talk about their fantastic ideas. Some people have proposed the concepts of rebirth and time travel.

It was at that time that Bai Liu suddenly realized her identity and why she was completely different from He Shengnan and Zhou Zhiyong even though they both had memories.

He Shengnan should have been reborn and returned to his youth before he would be very familiar with the stories of his old friends and the affairs of the Xiangyang Brigade.

And Zhou Zhiyong probably traveled through time. Before time traveling, he was probably an intellectual, or someone who was familiar with the future world, and was very young, or had a naive mentality, so he insisted on making trouble for Tian Yu and Zhou Xiangnan to get married, and he became Zhou Xiangnan's. son.

Zhou Zhiyong's obsession with money may just reflect the future social trend.

Bai Liu turned her eyes to herself again, so, had she returned to the original world, or what? She was puzzled.

There was a "creak" and an unpleasant sound came from the old wooden door. She looked towards the door.

Although the old adobe house was cleaned very clean, the dust in the air was still unable to be cleaned. Under the sunlight from the window, the air was filled with annoying light spots.

The wooden door happened to be backlit, and she could only vaguely see an old woman coming out with a medicine tray.

"you?"

"The girl is awake?" There was a hint of joy in the old lady's voice, and she said immediately, "I saw you by the river, and saw that you had no companions around you, so I had to bring the girl back. You drink some porridge to warm yourself first. I don’t even know how serious my fever is, but it’s good to wake up..."

The old lady's voice sounded familiar, and Bai Liu didn't dare to think about it.

When the old lady approached, Bai Liu could see the other party's features clearly.

"mom--"

After shouting, Bai Liu quickly realized something was wrong. The old woman in front of her had similar facial features to Huang Fenglai's, but with obvious traces of sorrow and time.

Different environments and different life directions will inevitably create different outfits.

But she can be sure that he is really very similar to Huang Fenglai, just like... the same person in different worlds.

"Horse?" The old lady shook her head and wondered, "When I saw the girl, there were no horses, only a baggage. I gave it to the girl -"

"Mom, wait a minute, aunt," Bai Liu forced herself to calm down, but still couldn't suppress the trembling and excitement in her voice, "aunt, what's your surname?"

How could there be two people so similar in the world?

"It's expensive. My surname is Huang. You can just call me Aunt Huang." Huang Fenglai smiled honestly and said, "My husband's family name is Bai, but I like people to call me Aunt Huang. I am a midwife, and I don't rely on men." Keep it.”

Bai Liu was stunned, it was right, everything was right.

Could she understand that this was her mother's previous life?

"Auntie, you look so much like my mother -" There was a cry in her voice, with a sense of intimacy like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Huang Fenglai was also surprised, and quickly sat by the bed, patted her back, and said comfortingly: "Oh, if you don't cry, don't cry. My aunt also sees you as my daughter, otherwise... how can a poor family like us... Can you support one more person?”

"Feng Niang, you——"

Suddenly a figure appeared at the door, and a rough man's voice sounded at the same time. Looking at the two people hugging each other and crying in front of them, they were very puzzled.

"I'm fine, I just think of our little girl, I..." Huang Fenglai still couldn't stop crying.

Bai Liu threw herself into Huang Fenglai's arms and cried loudly.