In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Brain storage, melon seeds, snacks, and drinks are sold in the front row. Everyone, just have fun, don't pursue the details! It's purely fictional and imaginary.

"Qingyang's mother ran away a long time ago, and his father is gone. Look at how desperate he is. I'm in charge. Dazhi, you will go to work at the National Cotton Mill in place of your cousin in the future!"

"Qingyang is alone, why does he need to live in such a big house? Dazhi's family has five people. You can live here in the future and let Qingyang live with me! It's okay to squeeze together. It's a waste for him to live alone."

Lu Qingyang was confused and heard several voices talking in his ears.

What about no father and no mother, what about work and house, how can it sound like a plot against himself.

Memories suddenly flooded into his mind. As a doctoral student in botany who graduated from the Forestry College, he was flattened by a billboard blown down by the strong wind on his first day of work.

He really had a bad fate, and even more unfortunately, he seemed to have traveled through time.

I traveled through a period novel. If I remember correctly, Lu Qingyang is a miserable dog licker in this book.

Not only was his job taken away by his cousin, his fiancée was cuckolded, and he was also sent to the countryside by his uncle's family.

After going to the countryside, he met the heroine, tricked her into being a scapegoat, and married the heroine who was three months pregnant.

He raised his children diligently, saved money to send them abroad to study, but when they returned from school, they didn't even recognize him.

"Our father is the chairman of Shangyang Group, not a poor old man like you!"

Bai Yueguang then told the truth: "Qingyang, in fact, these two children are not yours. I was forced to do so at the beginning. Now the person I like is back, let's get a divorce."

It turns out that Lu Qingyang is a complete victim and a scapegoat. The ending of an honest man is so tragic.

Finally, the hero recognized his children, and the family of four was happy, but he died miserably in the hospital.

Now in front of his father's mourning hall, his grandmother has begun to blatantly calculate himself and divide the property left by his father.

Just now, the original owner Lu Qingyang fainted because of excessive grief, but he didn't expect to be transported into his body by the same name and surname.

It was a really devastating start. The original owner was a coward, but he was not. He didn't want to suffer all his life and make wedding clothes for others.

Lu Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, scaring the uncle's family and the biased grandmother around him.

"Qingyang, you are awake. We just discussed with your uncle and cousin. You move to my place first." Grandma didn't say anything and grabbed Lu Qingyang to pack her luggage.

Lu Qingyang was motionless, "Wait a minute, why can't I understand, this is my home, my father just died seven days ago, why do you want me to leave here?"

"You are alone, you can get by with me, your uncle's family has so many people, and they are squeezed with me in a 20-square-meter broken house! Your father is gone, you will rely on your uncle's family for help in the future."

"Fuck his grandmother's help."

The honest man who has always been taciturn and easy to talk suddenly said such a sentence, which scared everyone.

Uncle Lu Jianren cursed: "Stinky boy, how can you talk to your grandmother."

"This is the house my father left for me, none of you are qualified to live here, get out quickly, don't embarrass yourself in front of my father!"

On the surface, they are all relatives, but when his father died, they all came out to grab things. Do you think he is a mascot?

The eldest cousin Lu Dazhi was even more unconvinced, "Oh, you little brat, you are so good, we want to live in this house! I also want to book the job left by my second uncle!"

Lu Qingyang turned and went into the kitchen without saying anything. Lu Dazhi thought he had scared him and said proudly, "I told you, Lu Qingyang is just a coward, even if he gets a good job, he can't make it, so don't waste such a good opportunity."

"That's right, he is just as useless as his father, a motherless thing!"

From childhood to adulthood, they like to use this word to insult the original owner.

Lu Qingyang took out two kitchen knives and walked towards his eldest cousin aggressively, "You want to rob my house, okay, I'll say it here, today it's either you or me! The knife is here, let's see whether your fist is faster or my knife is faster!"

"You have grown up." Lu Dazhi rolled up his sleeves.

The two often fought when they were young, and Lu Qingyang never won. Now he dares to provoke him. He really needs to teach him a lesson.

In Lu Qingyang's eyes, Lu Dazhi is like a mad dog, but it happens that before he traveled through time, he was a loyal fan of Pan Hong.The ability to train dogs has reached perfection.

The moment Lu Dazhi rushed over, his kitchen knife was already on the opponent's neck, wishing to give him a set of dragon fruit and smash his mouth.

But Lu Dazhi was just a pewter gun. Seeing Lu Qingyang coming over without flinching, the cold knife rushed towards him, and he was still scared and stepped back several steps.

Lu Qingyang waved the kitchen knife in his hand at the crowd, "Come on, come on, get out of here! If you stay here, I will chop a few of you, and none of you will leave!"

"Qingyang may be stimulated and crazy." Seeing this, the uncle was also scared and stepped back several steps.

This kitchen knife is not good. When it was swung just now, it almost scraped his chest. Injuring him is no joke. He was so scared that his legs were weak.

Lu Qingyang continued to tremble and rolled his eyes, muttering to himself as if he was possessed by a ghost, "You bully my son before I die, I want you to pay with your life!"

Lu Qingyang was usually an honest man, but he was so abnormal today. They couldn't think of any other explanation except that he was possessed by a ghost.

The uncle was scared, "Today is the seventh day after the death of the second son. It's hard to believe that he has come to our house. Let's come another day."

Lu Dazhi moved towards the door carefully, saying, "Lu Qingyang, you wait and see! Tomorrow I will make you kneel down and beg for my forgiveness."

Grandma also stood aside and trembled, not daring to speak, fearing that Lu Qingyang was possessed by a ghost, "Second son, we are all family."

"Aren't you partial to your eldest son? Go to your eldest son! Don't bother me, or I will chop you off." Lu Qingyang raised the kitchen knife directly.

It is because of grandma's partiality that the uncle's family is so blatant. If you can't keep your mind right, don't get involved in his family affairs.

When the old woman heard this, she didn't dare to stay any longer and ran away in a hurry.

After driving everyone away, Lu Qingyang felt his back was soaked.

The original owner neglected to exercise. Although he was tall, his physical fitness was not good. It seems that he needs to strengthen his body in the future.

Lu Qingyang turned around and looked at the tablet of his father Lu Yong, sighed, knelt down and burned some paper money.

"I'm sorry for taking your son's body. I will definitely avenge your son, take back everything that belongs to him, try not to be cuckolded, and keep all his property."

A gust of cold wind blew over, and a walnut blew from somewhere and rolled to his feet.

Lu Qingyang picked up the walnut, looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly heard a ding.

[Host, hello, your walnut space has been activated and the space has started loading. 】

Lu Qingyang was so scared that he almost threw the walnut in his hand, but he soon calmed down.

Space? If he had space, wouldn't he be able to settle accounts with these relatives?

He squatted and began to study the walnut. This should be a plaything walnut, which was densely engraved with lifelike patterns and looked quite old.

Lu Qingyang rubbed the walnut with his fingers for a few times, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and he found himself in space.

A large piece of land appeared in front of him, estimated to be about six or seven acres, but it was a pity that it was all wasteland, and there was no grass growing.

But it doesn't matter, he has hands and feet, and he will spend time to develop this place in the future.

Lu Qingyang heard a gurgling sound of flowing water, and when he got closer, he found that there was actually a spring.