When he woke up, Ye Yuze was still on the sledge. His father and the driver were still chatting.

"Stop, command?"

Suddenly a crisp voice sounded.

Ye Yuze stretched his head out and saw a heroic female soldier standing on the roadside holding a wooden-handled submachine gun in both hands.

It's just that although he is wearing a military uniform, he does not have a collar and cap badge.

There are frost flowers on the eyebrows and eyelashes. The eyes are big and extraordinarily beautiful.

"go ahead!"

Ye Yuze heard his father answer. Then he asked:

"Xiao Liu, will you be on guard this year?"

The female soldier also laughed at this time.

"Dr. Ye is back? Have you picked up the child?"

Then the side of the quilt was lifted.

"Oh, what a beautiful baby!"

Xiao Liu's shout of surprise rang in Ye Yuze's ears.

Then there was a "chirp." Ye Yuze only felt that his face was kissed by a soft lips. But the lips were so cold.

Emma, ​​was she teased just after time travel?

Ye Yuze suddenly felt a little disappointed. But looking at Xiao Liu's delicate face, he felt that this feeling seemed good.

"Stand guard well and keep warm!"

Ye Yuze heard his father give instructions. Then the sledge continued to move.

The road surface is covered with a thick layer of snow, but it has been packed hard for a long time. The horses pulling the sledge can run on it very easily.

It is much lighter than an ordinary carriage.

Ye Yuze, who had just experienced the piercing pain, suddenly felt relaxed and touched his little face.

He sighed and said to himself: "This time travel seems good. You don't need to be hurt!"

The car quickly arrived at the company and stopped at the door of Ye Yuze's house. His father picked him up together with the quilt and entered the house.

The house is very simple, with a concrete floor and a layer of whitewash on the walls. It is very rough. There are two rooms, but it is very warm.

The outer room is a place for cooking, with a stove. But the fire in the room at this time is another stove made of red bricks.

The stove is integrated into a wall. The wall is hollow. You can faintly hear the whirring sound of the fire inside the wall.

Near the north wall is a large wooden bed, covered with printed sheets. Two quilts are neatly placed beside the bed.

A little boy peered out from the door of the back room. Ye Yuze looked a bit like himself.

"Son, are you back?"

Before Ye Yuze could take a closer look at the boy, a crisp voice ran out accompanied by the figure.

His mother's face, which was more than twenty years younger, had already reflected on Ye Yuze's eyelids.

His mother snatched him from his father's arms. But Ye Yuze was already eight years old. With the quilt, her mother obviously couldn't hold him and almost threw him to the ground.

My father quickly took it and put it on the bed.

Ye Yuze suddenly felt his eyes getting wet.

His mother is so beautiful and his father is so handsome. This is great. He suddenly felt that it would be better for the past era to disappear.

If you didn't live well in your last life, then live it again in this life and make up for all the shortcomings of yourself and your parents.

It's just that this era is relatively unfamiliar to him, because it's not the year he was born in his previous life. Where can he go to find out what's happening in this world?

At this time, his eyes stayed on a calendar hanging on the wall.

There's a big number on it, 5, and then there's a bunch of small characters on it.

February 1976, the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month.

This confirmed Ye Yuze's doubts, he had really traveled to 1975.

But what’s the matter with my whole family wearing it?

But he quickly forgot about this problem. This was good. The family was together.

Mom asked some questions about grandma's house, and then started cooking.

Ye Yuze lay down by himself for a while, not because he was tired, but because he carefully sorted out his memories. It turned out that in this life, he was sent to his grandma's house in Tangcheng just after he turned one year old.

As for the reason, it is because the corps where my parents belong is located on the northwest border.

My parents are soldiers of the Production and Construction Corps. They all transferred from the army and came directly to Northern Xinjiang.

They are called soldiers because they did not take off their military uniforms at all. They only took off their collar and cap badges. But their guns were still there.

Northern Xinjiang is a multi-ethnic region with a vast territory and vast resources. However, development in all aspects is relatively backward. This is also closely related to the small population.

Later, under the initiative of the great man, countless demobilized soldiers came here. They vigorously developed agriculture and animal husbandry. They even discovered and exploited oil fields.

Northern Xinjiang has become a large province with extremely developed agriculture and animal husbandry.

At that time, the soldiers of the Corps had a very high status, especially during the most difficult years for the country.

They have also basically achieved self-sufficiency in food, becoming one of the few provinces that does not lack food.

But there are also unsettling factors here. That is because the leaders changed by neighboring countries in those years hated us.

Constantly provoking disputes on the border. Another mission of the Corps soldiers is to defend their homeland.

Taking companies as units, they dispersed to the no-man's land on the border. They used their flesh and blood to build a Great Wall for the country.

But in this way, the elderly and children are obviously not suitable to stay there.

Therefore, many families’ children are sent back to their place of origin right after birth and are given to the elderly to raise. This is the case for Ye Yuze.

After my younger brother was born, the border gradually became less tense. Then he was brought back.

There are no parents in the world who don't love their children. They are all the flesh that fell from the mother's body.

In later generations, Ye Yuze left his hometown very early and went out to make a living. At that time, his parents also returned to their hometown early, but they rarely got together.

Soon, the aroma of meat will come out from the pot.

Although my grandma’s house was in a city, in those days, tickets were required to buy everything. The supply was also limited.

No one can exceed half a pound of meat per month.

That little bit of meat was still fat, and most of it was used to consume fuel. So Ye Yuze rarely saw meat a few times a year.

Now he saw a pot full of mutton cooking in the big iron pot. His eyes went straight.

While his parents were busy cooking, Ye Yuze was lying on the bed.

The younger brother came over and looked at this stranger with wary eyes. He also held a knife with a beautifully decorated handle in his hand.

Ye Yuze knew that this knife was called Yingjisha. It was a specialty of Northern Xinjiang. It was handmade by the ethnic minorities here. In later generations, each knife would cost several hundred yuan.

Ye Yuze smiled and raised his fingers, calling his younger brother to come over. His younger brother looked at him warily and kept a distance of two meters.

Ye Yuze thought for a moment and took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket.

The younger brother's eyes lit up. It seemed that this thing was more attractive to him.

However, he only moved one step and then stopped. He stood there and thought for a while. It seemed that he had made some important decision.

Then he handed the knife in his hand to Ye Yuze, grabbed the candy in his hand and ran away.

Ye Yuze couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that this little guy was quite principled.
Chapter completed!