Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Her brother?!

That's not right! Why does she look so much like her brother?

Is it possible?

Without even bothering to eat, Song Shuangshuang put down her lunch box and got out of bed. All she wanted now was to find a mirror to see what her current body looked like.

Lin Lan was startled by her daughter's sudden action and asked her what she was going to do.

"Mom, where is the mirror?" She looked the same as before, and her brother was like this again, which made it difficult for her not to think too much.

"Where did the hospital get a mirror? Don't worry, Mom asked the doctor and he said you only have a small cut on your head and it won't leave a scar." Lin Lan thought her daughter was worried about whether she would get a scar on her head.

Upon hearing that the hospital didn't have a mirror, Song Shuangshuang didn't insist that her mother go find a mirror for her in the middle of the night. She would be discharged from the hospital the next day anyway, so there was no need to make a fuss.

She nodded and said she understood, then sat back on the bed and handed another lunch box to her mother, motioning for her mother to eat. Seeing that Song's mother was still going to refuse, Song Shuangshuang couldn't help but say, "If my brother wakes up in the middle of the night, and you don't eat and then faints from hypoglycemia, who will I look for?" This was the truth. She was a patient with sequelae of concussion and felt nauseous after just two bites of food. How could she take care of a 17-year-old boy?

Seeing her daughter's resolute attitude, Lin Lan thought that it was true. If she fell down again, she couldn't let her daughter run around to take care of her son in the middle of the night. She took the lunch box and started eating, but the food tasted bland.

Song Shuangshuang saw how her mother looked and knew that it was good enough that she could eat, so she started eating as well.

The mother and daughter left some food unfinished, one because she had no appetite, and the other because she felt dizzy and nauseous and couldn't eat.

Song Youhui guessed that the two of them could not eat much, so he did not pack too much food. It was not that he was reluctant to give them more, but there was not much rice left at home, and the weather was hot, so if they could not finish it, it would go bad if left overnight.

Lin Lan really couldn't eat too much. Seeing that her daughter hadn't finished eating, she put the food that her daughter hadn't touched into her own lunch box, took out the enamel basin that Song Youhui had just brought her, went to the water room, filled half a basin with cold water, put the lunch box in it and used the water to cool it down to see if she could still eat it the next day.

At that time, food production was low and the population was large, so no one would waste food. Basically, they would eat in the cafeteria if they could. They would heat up the leftover food at home and eat it the next day. No one would throw away the leftover food like in modern times.

Song Shuangshuang couldn't help but sigh. Life in this era was indeed hard. The family she traveled to, except for her grandmother and uncle's family, were all good people.

When the street office notified them to go to the countryside, Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin both signed up for the textile factory recruitment exam. The two siblings were one year apart in age. Song Shuangshuang had a disease when she was a child and took half a year to recover, so she was in the same grade as Song Youlin. Both of them had good academic performance. In fact, both of them had the opportunity to pass the exam to work in the textile factory, but the requirement was that each family had to have someone go to the countryside. Song Youlin didn't want his sister to go to the countryside, so he took the initiative to sign up.

Although he went to the exam on the day, he usually wrote nonsense and told his parents about it when he got home in the evening. Because of this, Song Shuangshuang didn't speak to Song Youlin for several days.

Before the relationship between the siblings had eased, Old Mrs. Zhang came to ask for a job.

Just like that, Song Youlin was slapped while protecting Song Shuangshuang, and was pushed against the chest of drawers, and fell into coma.

Song Shuangshuang asked her mother to lie on the empty bed and to wake her up if a patient came in at night. This is what the hospitalized caregivers usually do, and no one would say anything.

Song's mother, who had been tense all day, did not refuse and told Song Shuangshuang to wake her up immediately if she felt uncomfortable or if Song Youlin woke up.

Seeing that Song's mother fell asleep, Song Shuangshuang tiptoed to Song Youlin's bedside. The hospital curtains were very thin. Looking at Song Youlin with his eyes closed through the moonlight, Song Shuangshuang's heart beat wildly.

I always feel like something is not right.

She was sure that before she lost consciousness, she was the only one hit, and her brother was some distance away from her, so he should not have been hit.

But what’s going on here Song Youlin is still unconscious? She should be the only one wearing it.

She shook her head to try to wake herself up, but she forgot that she had a concussion and became even more dizzy. She paused and wondered why she didn't spit the scrambled eggs with tomatoes she had just eaten on her brother's face.

He swallowed it and went back to lying down.

She had to think about it again and see what to do next. The grandmother and uncle's family, who were not good people in her memory, probably wouldn't just let it go. They would definitely try to take advantage of her job quota.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, saying that they didn't even give her a system or space. She must be starving to death.

Song Shuangshuang closed her eyes and recalled what happened before she traveled through time.

"Sister, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but don't run around everywhere. Just buy some necessities." Song Youlin looked at Song Shuangshuang running around, and helplessly took a bag of rice from the shelf and put it into the shopping cart.

Song Shuangshuang looked at her serious brother and muttered, "Really? You control me like I'm your brother, even though I'm the older sister."

"Stop being such a jinx!"

Song Youlin walked up to Song Shuangshuang, wishing he could sew his sister's mouth shut.

Other people’s sisters can play musical instruments and dance.

His sister...is a bad-mouthed person!

If his sister is in a bad mood, she will mumble something, and 10 out of 3 times it will come true. He has suffered a lot from this since he was a child, but fortunately, it is only small things like falling flat on the ground or biting his tongue while eating that will come true.

Otherwise, if you suddenly fall in the supermarket, you will be really dead.

"I didn't say anything. There's no need to be so scared." Song Shuangshuang knew how much of a pessimist she was, and she was usually very careful about it, only saying it a few times when she couldn't help herself.

Besides, the probability of her being a pessimist is not that high.

"I know, I know. I won't say any more." Song Shuangshuang looked at the list on her phone and then at the items in the shopping cart. "Let's go buy some oil. I'll make you some fried cakes tonight."

After saying that, he ignored his brother and went to find the shelf.

Song Youlin could only resign himself to his fate and push the shopping cart and follow his sister.

Suddenly there was a scream and the brother and sister turned around in shock. They saw two children, about 8.9 or years old, pushing a shopping cart and running. From time to time, they stood on the beam under the shopping cart and let the inertia of the shopping cart carry them to "fly".

Seeing that he was about to bump into his sister, Song Youlin quickly grabbed Song Shuangshuang over.

"Watch the road and stay away from them"

Song Youlin frowned, annoyed by this kind of kid.

Song Shuangshuang was also shocked. "I know, but I don't know where the parents are. How can they let two children make such a fuss in the supermarket? Aren't they afraid of bumping into people?"

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop talking!" Song Youlin quickly muted the microphone manually.

It would have been fine just now, but his sister was obviously in a bad mood right now, so I didn't dare say anything.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

"Wait for me here, I'll get a bucket of oil and we'll go. We've almost finished shopping. If you forget anything, go back and buy it on the mini app and it will be delivered directly to your home."

"Go ahead, go ahead. I'm not a child anymore. I'll wait for you here without running around." Song Shuangshuang waved her hand, urging her brother to go quickly.

She didn't believe it. Could her predictions about two children come true? This year, nothing happened except that the bottom of the milk tea cup fell off when he was buying it, and his brother was hit by a passing husky while squatting on the side of the road tying his shoelaces.

This means that her bad mouth condition is gradually disappearing.

Who knows, the fortune teller on the street was right in predicting that good things would happen to her when she turns 24!

At this moment, the sounds of metal collision and a child's shouting were heard at the same time.

Song Youlin turned his head and looked over. The two children who had just pushed the shopping cart directly hit the ladder for displaying goods. The employee who was displaying goods on the ladder was shaken by the collision and subconsciously let go of the things in his hands and tried to grab something to steady himself.

With just a wave of his hand, a layer of shelves was knocked down.

Song Youlin watched a row of tin-wrapped oil drums that were knocked over by the tally clerk and rolled toward his sister. Song Youlin was terrified. He dropped the oil in his hand and ran over there, shouting at his sister to get out of the way.

By the time Song Shuangshuang discovered it, it was too late to dodge. Her feet seemed to be rooted and she couldn't move. She could only watch the oil barrel falling towards her.

The metal barrel filled with oil hit Song Shuangshuang's head exactly, and a stream of blood flowed down her head. Before Song Shuangshuang completely lost consciousness, all she could think about was, "It turns out that nothing happened in a year, so she must have been holding back a big move! And she used it on herself!"