It was the winter of 1966 in Hangcheng.

Outside the window, snow was falling thickly like velvet, a cold winter wind blew through, sweeping the snowflakes against the window and scattering them on the red window frame that had faded from the sun.

Through the glass, looking into the space inside, one could see a large wooden bed about one and a half meters long, the bedposts were carved with lifelike peony flowers.

The glossy wood showed that it was not cheap. At this moment, there was a person sitting on the bed with a small, fair face but pale from the cold winter. The

Ji Xianglan in the mirror had a full forehead, willow-leaf eyebrows that made her oval face look elegant, below the straight high bridge of her nose were small, rosy red lips.

The beautiful but slightly dreamy face was frowning, because the Ji Xianglan at this moment was not the Ji Xianglan from before, she had crossed over.

Ten minutes ago, fragments of memories flooded into her head, making Ji Xianglan feel dizzy and want to throw up.

She was holding a red plastic round mirror in her hand, with a picture of a red rose stuck on the back of the mirror.

She tilted her head to look at the mirror and affirmed, "It's my face."

Ji Xianglan's expression suddenly became unsightly because the face was hers, but this was not where she originally lived.

There were two layers of thick green cotton blankets on the bed, she turned her head to look at the dressing table next to the bed.

The dressing table was made of reddish brown wood with a glossy surface from time, the gloss of the wood was very good, so it could be seen that it was usually maintained with turpentine.

There was also a red iron kettle with an orchid print on it on the table, the mirror on the cabinet gave off a rough feeling that was not on the same level as the electronic mirror in her room before.

Her eyes stopped on the wall next to the dressing table, on which was a picture of a young woman in her twenties wearing a bright red Le ethnic costume, a conical hat and looking towards the mountain on the other side.

Ky Huong Lan knew that this was a scene from the play that a few years ago, her mother Do So Xuan had held her hand and taken her to see in the pear garden in her "three-inch lotus heel" shoes. After watching it, her mother had deliberately asked for this propaganda newspaper to post in her room.

She calmly arranged the redundant memories in her head and then her eyes glanced at a small calendar hanging below the picture.

The calendar was about six inches long, on which were Tet couplets from previous years and a saying that was characteristic of the times.

This somewhat familiar scene made her continuously wave her hands: "No, no, no..."

If at first she found these scenes both familiar and strange, now she knew where this place was...

It was now December 10, 1966, and Ji Xianglan had crossed over into a book, from 2222 to 1966 after taking a nap.

She had crossed over into a novel she had recently read, which was based on the memoir of a wealthy man.

Luckily, she was the fiancée of this wealthy man.

Unfortunately, it seemed like she was a supporting character who would die early...

Ji Xianglan: "?"

This... It

was too absurd, too absurd, too absurd!

The story began in the sixties. She had the same

name as the male lead's fiancée, Ji Xianglan, who died early, and what was even more coincidental was that Ji Xianglan's parents' names in the book were the same as her parents' names in real life.

Just because of this point, she wanted to continue reading. With a bit of sympathy due to the many coincidences, she read the entire novel.

In the book, Ky Huong Lan comes from an intellectual family. Her mother had a difficult birth when she was born, but fortunately both mother and child were safe in the end. However, her mother could not have any more children, so she was the only daughter in the Ky family.

Her grandfather was a great writer who had studied abroad. After returning to China, he was appointed as a first-class literature professor and then entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences, with a monthly salary of 445 yuan.

At that time, the salary of the literary and artistic community was much higher than that of the administrative community, let alone a first-class professor. There were provinces that did not have any literary and artistic talents.

Ordinary people with poorer conditions only had a monthly salary of 8 yuan.

Therefore, her grandfather really hoped that her father could give up science to pursue literature, and her grandmother, who was the heir to the Ji family's traditional Chinese medicine business, urged Ji Jinghe to pursue his interests.

She originally wanted Ji Jinghe to study medicine with her and then inherit traditional Chinese medicine.

But the calculations of both grandparents were unsuccessful. Her father, Ji Jinghe, did not want to inherit the medical profession since he was young and devoted himself to politics. Even his hobbies were repairing steel machinery and making some furniture for the house, which had nothing to do with medicine.

The family had no choice but to marry her mother, a person of equal social status, to learn traditional Chinese medicine.

Unfortunately, her mother was not interested in traditional Chinese medicine and liked flowers and plants.

Later, her grandmother fell ill and could not get up. In order to fulfill her wish, Ji Xianglan, although she had a bit of a young lady's temperament in the books, was willing to study medicine for her.

During her grandmother's dying years, fortunately, Ji Xianglan was smart enough to learn some knowledge.

Although her theory of traditional Chinese medicine could not surpass that of her predecessors, it was still okay. It was just a pity that before she could learn the art of acupuncture, her grandmother passed away, leaving behind only many medical handbooks for the Ji family.

Not long after her grandmother passed away, her grandfather also passed away due to exhaustion during the three years of great natural disasters in the early sixties.

At this time, Ji Xianglan was in her second year at Hangcheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

She had a slight headache and closed her eyes. After sorting out the memories in her head, she suddenly jumped up like a carp.

Ji Xianglan: "..."

She had forgotten one thing.

Her fiance Song Cheng also studied at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so she fell in love with Song Cheng at first sight. After that, she pursued him relentlessly for two years before he was moved.

The voice in her memory was "shrill".

"You said you two want to get engaged. As your father, I hope you think carefully. Once you are the weaker one in love, you will have to give in to him a lot in this relationship."

In her memory, Ji Jinghe had told her that.

But she was determined not to marry anyone other than him. After kneeling down and begging Ji Jinghe many times, the two finally got engaged first.

Song Cheng's original dialogue was inserted in the book...

Song Cheng: "Ji Jinghe saw that I was honest and also from a good family. He said that he was not an old-fashioned person who insisted on having a family of equal status, so he hoped that I could love his beloved daughter more." "

Actually, I was in a difficult situation at that time. I liked Ji Xianglan, but my father was not satisfied with this marriage."

"Because at that time, our family was a working class family and Ji Xianglan's family background was good. My father hoped that I could marry a capable wife, so he thought that she couldn't do it."

“If I could have helped her family then, her family wouldn’t have been broken and she wouldn’t have died so young. Maybe she and I could have lived to be old and gray.

So at that time, I felt very guilty about her.”

However, in the memory that Ji Xianglan received after transmigrating, Song Cheng’s father did not just say one word of dissatisfaction. He was extremely dissatisfied with Ji Xianglan and completely did not agree to the marriage.

From the beginning of the engagement, Song Cheng’s father did not even want to spend 6 yuan on the dowry.

One was that he was not satisfied with this daughter-in-law. Two was that because the other party insisted on marrying her, naturally there was no such price.

He even said this to her when she came to find Song Cheng: “The engagement is just a formality. If not, then don’t worry, we have agreed to your relationship anyway.”

Ji Xianglan in her memory did not hear Song Cheng’s father’s hidden meaning at all. He wanted to get the dowry back, but was afraid that the Ji family would not pay, so he definitely did not hold the engagement.

He was a third-grade lathe worker in a state-owned factory and earned 48 yuan a month, 6 yuan was a large sum of money to him.

Song Cheng felt that this was too unfair to Ji Xianglan. In this relationship, Ji Xianglan had already paid a higher price. He did not agree with his father's way of doing things, so in the end, he could only ask for more than 1 yuan to buy two kilograms of hard candy to bring home.

The money he saved was all used to buy foreign books, so he basically had no extra money to spend on the engagement, and could only rely on his father.

Song Cheng's family background was normal, it could not be said to be poor but it could not be considered rich either, at most he could only be considered an honest person from a technical family, and was assigned to a tube house next to a red brick building.

In this era, the most respected people were those who came from the military housing, followed by those who could live in tube houses.

Therefore, the children of those who worked in large factories considered themselves superior to the people in the city. Not to mention compared to the villagers, every New Year they would bring honeycomb coal back to their hometowns, even honeycomb coal slag seemed to be more valuable than firewood ash in the countryside.

Song Cheng's father thought that his son was no less than ordinary people, every family in the alley that saw him had to call him "Teacher Song".

Having the skills in this era was enough to support half the sky, no one else could compare.

On the day of the engagement, the two families exchanged simple dowry, Ji Jinghe did not mind that the Song family only brought hard candy to their house. On the contrary, she also brought them two catties of high-grade food, Guizhou Maotai wine.

Song Cheng's father was a knowledgeable person, this famous wine was only provided to foreign customers at a negotiated price, and the price was as high as 16 yuan per catty.

At this point, the marriage between the two parties had been decided.

Before Ji Xianglan could think carefully about the parts of the book that mentioned her plot, she heard an urgent knock on the door from downstairs.

"Someone inside! Open the door!"

The house that Ji Xianglan was currently living in was her family's old house in Jiangxinlu District, all of which were self-built houses with a total of two floors and a basement.

She was on the second floor of the house, and the person who came was calling out loudly.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Quickly open the door! We are the provisional committee of the people's commune, we have come to investigate the matter!"

"Quickly open the door!!"

Ji Xianglan was startled by this familiar line...

Wasn't this the time when trouble started?

According to the plot of the book, something big is about to happen - Ji Jinghe is about to be arrested for interrogation, then he and her mother are both sent to Heitun Farm in Dongcheng for labor reform. She is also forced to go to the countryside.