Chapter 1: Crossing Over

  A car accident, a flash of lightning, Lin Chuan arrived in this unknown continent under the torture of impact and electric shock.

  Lin Chuan woke up in pain, but not all over his body, just his legs aching. He opened his eyes and took a look around the room he was in. The roof had several round logs, covered with mats and straw on top.

  A rickety wooden bed board that is being slept on by itself, with four corners supported by several roughly regular stones.

  Underneath was a thick layer of straw on the wooden boards, then a coarse linen sheet that had been washed so many times it was almost falling apart and was no longer visible in color. On top of himself was a quilt with several large holes, sewn up with patches.

  The room was very dark, relying on the cracks in the wall at the corner of the house to let in a few strips of sunlight. On the headboard were two wooden trunks, one of which was open, containing some patchwork clothes that were stacked fairly neatly.

  There are two small stools by the door. Except for the part facing upwards where people sit, all other parts are pitch black and should have been used for a long time.

  Lin Chuan has arrived for three days. From the memory of the late Da Ya, Lin Chuan sorted out the cause of Da Ya's death.

  This is a country called Tianyang, and Lin Chuan has crossed into the body of a nine-year-old girl named Daliao. Daliao's family lives in a remote mountain village far from the capital of Tianyang, where everyone in the village has the surname Lin, so it is also called Linjia Village.

  Dà yā's father, Lín Dàláng, has been in the army for five years and hasn't returned home. The villagers all say that he must have died in battle, but Dà yā's mother never received any compensation from the government, so she didn't believe it. Until a month ago, she couldn't bear the heavy burden of farm work and the torment of Dà yā's grandparents and aunt, and passed away due to illness.

  Dà yā was nine years old, and had a younger brother named Dà tóu who was seven years old, and a younger sister named èr yā who was five years old. When Lín Dà láng went to join the army, Dà yā still clearly remembered the scene of her mother, pregnant with her younger sister, taking her and her brother out of the village to see off their father.

  Dahua must have missed her father dearly too, yet she didn't get to see him even once before her death.

  Da Ya's leg was broken by Da Ya's aunt, who is the younger sister of Da Ya's mother.

  In Da Yu's memory, this aunt often bullied her mother, letting her do all the heavy housework, being sharp-tongued and thin-skinned, stirring up trouble, a real gossipmonger.

  The reputation in the village is quite loud.

  Dà yā's grandmother and aunt were refugees from the south who came to Línjiā Village, where they each married a bachelor. After Dà yā's mother passed away, this aunt tried every means to get rid of Dà yā's three younger siblings, but Dà yā didn't know why.

  After her mother, Pei Wushuang, died, she had a wicked idea to sell Dabao as a maid to a wealthy family in the town. Dabao was afraid that if she were sold, her younger brother and sister would suffer the same fate, so she refused to go and even tried to kill herself by banging her head against the wall, but ended up breaking her leg instead.

  Under the bitter entreaties of his younger brother and sister, he finally allowed the vicious aunt to leave in anger and carried Da Ya back home.

  The selfish old man Lin didn't want to raise a cripple at home, so he invited the village's barefoot doctor to set Da Yu's leg bones and gave him some herbal medicine. After all, since Da Yu's mother left, many tasks fell on Da Yu's shoulders, and this free labor force was still somewhat useful. If it didn't work out, selling her could exchange for a few more sons, and in the future, if she got married, she could also exchange for some betrothal gifts.

  Fortunately it's late July, which is good for recovery. If it were winter, I'm afraid that even if you recover, you'll still be left with rheumatism.

  But Da Ya lay in bed for two days and caught a fever, with a high temperature that wouldn't subside, so she left, which is why Lin Chun crossed over.

  Three days ago, Lin Chunjing woke up and saw two children crying with four eyes that were more terrifying than walnuts, and her heart felt a pang of sadness.

  After inheriting Da Yu's memories, Lin Chun decided to seek justice for Da Yu and avenge his mother.

  "Sister, you're awake. I brought some wild fruits from the mountain with me and my little sister, and secretly brought them back for you to eat."

  Lin Chun sat up and looked at Er Ya's big head with one hand holding onto it, and the other tightly covering her chest, as she pushed open the door.

  The big head is very dark and thin, a seven-year-old child looks like three or four years old, only a pair of eyes are clean and bright, Lin Chun feels very comforted.

  Er Ya followed behind Da Tou, her small body was blocked, if she didn't make a sound, it would be hard for people to notice, most of the time she was very careful, either following Da Tou or Da Ya, and was quite timid.

  "Sister, eat quickly, it's delicious! Brother picked several for me to eat!" Er Ya stretched out her head from behind Da Tou's back, her small face didn't have much color, but her spirit was still pretty good, probably because she had eaten some fruit.

  Da Tou Guan pushed the small door of the hut, and Er Ya one by one, sat on the small stool at the door, slowly took out several green and red fruits similar to apples from his pocket, a pair of black shiny small hands held them, and handed them over to Lin Chun's bedside.

  "Sister, I picked a total of eleven, gave five to my younger sister, ate two myself, and there are four left for you. If you think they're delicious, I'll pick some more tomorrow when I go up the mountain."

  The big head put down the fruit and scratched his head with his hand, saying somewhat embarrassedly.

  Lin Chunjing was deeply moved, Dahou was only seven years old, without anyone teaching or guiding him, he could calculate so accurately, and also knew how to take care of himself and his sister, obviously extremely intelligent.

  "Big head, it's almost noon now, little sister has eaten fruit and is full, what about you?" Lin Chun Rou softly asked.

  "I'm fine, I've eaten some fruit and I'm not hungry anymore. Sister, you eat quickly, tonight I'll go to the village and search around each haystack to see if there are any chickens laying eggs outside, and secretly pick them up for you to eat."

  "What if sister doesn't get better soon? What are we going to do when aunt comes to bully me and little sister again?"

  Dahou hung his head, his voice getting smaller and smaller as he spoke. Lin Chun heard Dahou say this and became even more determined in her heart.

  "Uh, Big Head said that his sister knew, and there were four fruits left. His sister ate three of them and gave one to Big Head, so they both had the same amount now. When his sister got better, she would go up the mountain with you to pick more fruits."

  Since Lin Chunjing woke up, he hasn't heard Lao Lin and Lao Tai calling Da Tou and Er Ya to eat, nor has anyone brought food for him to eat. Only when Lin Chunjing asked did he learn that the two children had been going up the mountain to pick wild fruits to fill their bellies, and occasionally kind-hearted villagers would give them half a bun or a bowl of thin porridge.

  Da Tou is a bit older, so he doesn't want to worry Lin Chun and rarely says he's hungry when he goes home. Er Ya is smaller, when she's hungry she'll say it, whoever in the village gives her food will also come back and tell Lin Chun every detail, most of what they eat ends up in Er Ya's belly, Da Tou usually only eats one or two small bites.

  There was no way, so Lin Chuncai let the two children go up the mountain to pick fruit, but also instructed them not to go too far, just at the foot of the mountain, and still be able to see people in the village. Da Tou was sensible and took Er Ya with him, and nothing happened these past two days, so Lin Chuncai put his mind at ease.

  "Come on, you don't eat, I won't eat either." Lin Chun handed a fruit to Da Tou, who hesitated for a moment before taking it and quickly stuffed another one into Lin Chun's hand.

  Er Ya usually eats his fill and then doesn't like to talk, Lin Chun ate three fruits and felt much better in her stomach, Da Tou obviously still had an aftertaste, and even licked the corners of her mouth and fingers after finishing.

  Lin Chun's heart ached again, and he patted the heads of Da Tou and Er Ya. He thought about how he had been alone in modern times, with his father and mother busy working abroad. He hadn't seen them more than a few times until he was 18 years old. Maybe after the car accident, they still didn't know what happened to him...

  This life must let Da Tou and Er Ya live a good life, cannot let them lonely and no one to take care of.

  "Big Head, has your uncle come back recently?" Lin Chun asked in a low voice.

  "No, that day I heard my grandma and auntie say, my little uncle found a job in the town, fifteen hundred yuan a month, and it includes food and accommodation." Da Tou was envious, if only he were old enough, he could also earn money, then he could buy his sisters and younger siblings good food.

  "Oh, so what about your younger sister? Has she gone to meet Chen Xing from Chenjiacun yet?"

  Lin Ahua, the younger sister of Dàyā, is already 19 years old. However, Lin Lǎotóu wants her to marry into a wealthy family, so she has been kept at home and not allowed to meet with matchmakers, gradually becoming an old maid in Linjia Village. A month ago, Dàyā and Dàtóu went up the mountain to pick fruit and also collected eggs from the thatched cottages of various villages. They happened to see her meeting Chen Xīng from a neighboring village, and the two were afraid, so they secretly ran back home and didn't go to Chenjia Village for several days.

  "Little sister sneaked out several times at night, I don't know if she went to Chenjiacun, these days I didn't dare to go either." Da Tou replied seriously to Lin Chun's words.

  "Hmm, I see..." Lin Chun thought for a moment and put the matter aside for now.

  Lin Chun spent nearly two months in bed after suffering a hundred days of injury and pain, finally getting out of bed with the help of a wooden stick.

  The Lin family has a total of five rooms. The main house is where Old Man Lin and Old Lady Lin live. To the left, there is a slightly newer room that was originally for Lin Dalian and his mother Pei Wushuang. To the right, one room was divided into two: one for Second Uncle Lin Erlang to live in, and one given to Little Aunt Lin Xiaohua.

  There is also a kitchen, a pigpen, and several rooms surrounded by a bamboo fence. Since Lin Daren joined the army, Old Man Lin had Pei Wusuo and Lin Er Lang switch houses, under the pretext that Lin Er Lang was going to marry a daughter-in-law and they couldn't afford to build a new house.

  Pei had no choice but to yield, and since his child was still young, he changed his residence. He ended up staying there for five years.

  Lin Chuan slowly walked into the courtyard, where it was very quiet with no one at home. Old Man Lin spent his days visiting this family and that, while Old Lady Lin loved her vegetable garden. Little Lin Hua had gone to do needlework with the village women and girls.

  Lin Chun lifted her head and finally saw the blue sky, the feeling of sunshine on her body was really comfortable!

  The weather in September is very good, crisp and refreshing. In a dozen or so days, my leg should be fully recovered. Modern Lin also broke his leg once, so he's also very clear about the precautions to take. He took good care of his injured leg, and even had Da Tou bring some wild fruit and eggs to exchange for herbal medicine from an old Chinese doctor several times.