Age: My Small World

Chapter 1 Two Lives
The strong wind gathered the falling rain, forming a torrential downpour that hit the low earthen houses.

"Crash!"

The thatched and wooden roof moved with it, as if it would be blown away by the wind and rain at any moment.

"Mom, there seems to be some movement in the hills." A surprised voice rang out in the dim room, bringing a breath of fresh air to the earthen house and startling the drowsy woman.

"What? Let me see." The woman eagerly pulled the hand of a young man on the bed, blinking and staring at the somewhat pale face, full of heartache.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

The first moment Yang Jun woke up, it was as if two movies were playing in his mind, making him instantly understand his situation.

"Time travel? Rebirth? Or restarting another life?"

The two memories did not bring him any pain. Instead, they were like warm water flowing through him, and he returned to calm in an instant, as if they were the experiences of the same person.

"Maybe, this is God's compensation to me." As an orphan in his previous life, he finally finished college and got a job. As a result, on his way to work, he saw someone fall into the water. Yang Jun jumped into the water to save the person without thinking.

The person was rescued, but he was left behind forever.

His name is Yang Jun, and he has had this name in both of his lives.

Recalling the memories of this life, he felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had returned to the glorious era of seventy years ago!
"Mom, I... I'm fine. I'm just a little hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"

The woman in front of him was Yang Jun's mother, Li Xiaohua. In Shandong Province, most people called their mother "niang". He did not have anything he could not say because of his memories of his past life. Instead, he felt even warmer. It was a wonderful thing to have a mother.

Only when you have never had it, you will know how happy the ordinary life that others take for granted is.

Li Xiaohua was already crying with joy when she saw that he had recovered. God knows how she got through the day when her son was sick.

Since the man in the family passed away, leaving behind four orphans and a widow, Li Xiaohua has raised the three children with great difficulty. The hardships are unimaginable. Her only son, Yang Jun, is the apple of her eye. She is always afraid that he might get hurt.

"There's food, Xiaoshan. Mom made you some steamed bread made of two-grain flour, waiting for you to eat it when you wake up." It was very good to be able to eat two-grain flour these days. Considering the family's situation, it should have been prepared by Li Xiaohua in advance. On weekdays, he mainly ate cornmeal.

"Big girl, go and heat up some steamed bread for your brother." Li Xiaohua wiped her eyes and hurriedly said to her elder sister Yang Hongmei beside her.

"Hey, Mom, I'll go."

Yang Hongmei is eighteen years old this year, but she looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is wearing patched old clothes on her thin body, and she looks extremely thin. At this time, she also responded happily and hurried out to warm the steamed buns.

As for my second sister Yang Yumei, she probably fell asleep because it was too late.

The sound of wind and rain continued to be heard. In later generations, it might be a lullaby for sleep, but here it made people start to worry about the crops.

Li Xiaohua put her arm around the dazed Yang Jun, thinking that he had just recovered and was still feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing that her son was fine, she began to wonder whether this summer rain would affect the grain harvest.

Yang Jun was not thinking about anything, but was attracted by something.

He found that when he was concentrating his attention just now, he actually saw a gray world in a trance.

At first, Yang Jun thought it was a sequelae of illness, but when he concentrated again, he found that it was not an illusion.

A gray world appeared before his spiritual eyes.

Through the gray mist, a small hill came into view, with several acres of land in area.

"Is this my golden finger?" In his other life, besides work, he would read novels in his spare time and occasionally write a few of his own for fun. Naturally, he understood the current situation. Although he wanted to explore this small world immediately, considering the situation outside, he had to put the thought aside.

When I came to my senses, Yang Hongmei came in with a porcelain bowl containing three steamed buns the size of children's fists, and the aroma of grain wafted in the air.

"Come on, Xiaoshan, eat it while it's hot." Yang Hongmei's dark face became a little redder after working, but she was still pale and thin.

Yang Jun did not refuse and took the steamed bun. The most important thing was that he could get better soon since he was sick.

"Mom, big sister, you guys eat too." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Li Xiaohua clapped her hands.

"Hurry up and eat yours. Your sister and I have already eaten."

Although he said so, based on his own memory, he naturally knew the situation at home.

Despite the poor conditions, Li Xiaohua still took great pains to send him to school. All the daily work fell on the three of them, mother and daughter, in order to ensure that Yang Jun had as much study time as possible, so that he successfully completed junior high school this year and can now go to high school.

It can be said that the three women in the family live for him alone.

If there is anything delicious, he will naturally come first.

So even if it is this ordinary-looking steamed bread made of two-grain flour, they probably haven't tasted it for a long time.

Yang Jun glanced at the two of them, but ultimately said nothing more, though he felt a surge of energy in his heart.

The hunger in his stomach made him eat the three steamed buns quickly. His elder sister Yang Hongmei scooped a bowl of water from the water tank for him to drink, and he regained a lot of energy.

"Okay, after eating, take a rest and then go to sleep. You'll be better after a good sleep."

Li Xiaohua gently rubbed his stomach.

"Mom, it's okay. You and sister should go to bed quickly."

"Okay, just call mom if you have any problems." Li Xiaohua no longer insisted on staying with him. After all, she still had work to do tomorrow and couldn't stay up.

The mud house at home has two rooms, one in front and one in the back. The back room is a little narrower and is given to him to sleep in, while the front room is a shop for the mother and her two daughters.

Perhaps because of his illness today, everyone was very tired. After a while, Yang Jun heard even and subtle shouts coming from the front room.

"It's a good opportunity to see what that place is."

He still felt a little tired, but this could not suppress his desire to explore the golden finger.

Based on his previous experience, he quickly focused his attention, and the gray little world came back into his sight.

As he moved his mind, the next moment, the whole person disappeared out of thin air.

In a small world.

The first thing that caught Yang Jun's eye was the small hill that was only a few dozen meters high. There was some open space around it, less than ten acres.

Further out, there is the familiar gray mist.

"If this place were used for shipping goods, I'm afraid it would be very profitable."

This was Yang Jun’s first thought.

Then he shook his head with amusement. In this day and age, it was not easy to go anywhere else, let alone transport goods.

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