Autumn 1965!
Siheyuan, a worker's courtyard at the Steel Rolling Mill in Sijiu City.
In a big room in the backyard, a young man in his 20s in blue uniform was lying on the ground.
A headache passed.
The young man rubbed his head and sat up in a daze, looking at everything around him.
A moment ago, he was still lying on the bed reading a novel on his phone.
The next second, he was lying on the concrete floor of this house that was filled with a sense of age.
Xia Qiming combed through the memories that did not belong to him but had appeared out of thin air.
He already knew what this place was. It was the steel mill that he had been poisoned in the past few months.
He had seen this TV series before. Other than the deaf old lady, the main characters in the early stages were basically a group of egoists.
First Uncle treated Silly Zhu well so that she could support him in his old age.
In fact, it was all for the sake of being able to live on and live better.
Xia Qiming didn't think that he was wrong, but it was his fault for influencing others and scheming against them.
……
Speaking of which, he was just reading a novel in bed.
Recently, a certain Lu had been completely occupied by Siheyuan, Silly Pillar, and Qin Huairu. He could not be blocked, so he could only be poisoned by the intelligence reduction.
This time, his intelligence was severely reduced.
In a fit of anger, he accidentally pressed the 10-cent switch that he had just bought by his bed.
There were no good things at a cheap price.
He didn't know if it was because he had become stronger in excitement, or if the quality of the 10 cents was too poor.
In any case, the moment he pressed down, he would shatter the plastic outside the plug and directly touch the copper inside. In an instant, he wanted to quickly pull his hand back.
Good thinking!
However, after being electrocuted, how could his body listen to his brain's commands?
The electric shock caused the muscles on his hand to contract. Not only did he not pull his hand back, but he pressed it even tighter.
His next thought was that he was finished. He hoped that he would not be electrocuted too badly.
Otherwise, he would have died a horrible death.
……
Xia Qiming, who had read countless novels, immediately understood that he had transmigrated when he saw that his hands hadn't turned black and his body was still feeling.
Combining the new memories in his mind.
This person was also called Xia Qiming, and he looked basically the same as her.
His mother had fallen ill when he was young, and his father had passed away five years ago due to a work-related injury.
He had just turned 20 this year and was now a second-class fitter in the rolling mill.
He was a formal worker with a monthly salary of 38.6 yuan. He worked in the same workshop as an uncle and was also an uncle's disciple.
It was indeed the standard for transmigration.
A few years ago, his half-grown child had to rely on the support of an old man's family in the courtyard house and the deaf old lady.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to survive.
First Uncle even took him as his disciple and taught him the skills of a fitter.
He started off as a part-time worker, and after he became an apprentice, he took over his father's job and became a full-time worker.
After work today, I bought a new light bulb with the light bulb coupon I gave earlier.
He was changing the light bulb.
Perhaps he felt that he was electrocuted in another time and space. He felt the same way as he was electrocuted for no reason.
The two of them exchanged bodies and still had each other's memories.
At the thought of this, he quivered and confirmed that the door was closed and the curtains were drawn.
She pulled down her pants and took a closer look at her little darling.
Yes, that's right, it was still him.
Although he had transmigrated, his body was still the best!
……
He didn't know if he could go back.
Teacher Guo Degang had said that if one wanted to cross over, they had to touch the electric door.
If he wanted to come back and bang his head against the wall, he would come back if he died.
However, there was a small problem. Not only did his head hurt from hitting the wall, but what if he couldn't go back?
Then he would really die.
It was better to live a lazy life than to die a good death. Moreover, the current years were not bad.
Previously, he was a junior high school graduate from a rural area. Because of his craving, he went to New Oriental to learn how to cook.
He was very talented. After a few years, his craftsmanship from Chinese food to western desserts was not inferior to that of a master chef.
Even so, he still lost his job in the end.
Who would have thought that there would be cultural lessons for a chef?
He was a junior high school graduate. If he did well in his studies, he would still be able to go to high school in the 21st century.
Junior high school graduates in the 1960s should not be considered low-educated, even though the things they learned were different.
Moreover, he was now a full-time employee, earning 38.6 yuan a month.
It was much easier to find a wife than in the 21st century, and he could even choose a good one!
……
He sorted out his current situation.
He had to look at his savings again. He took out a small wooden box from under his bed in his memory. Inside it was all his belongings.
He clicked a few times.
The total amount was 250 yuan. What an auspicious number!
32 industrial coupons and 1.5 catties of egg coupons.
The other food stamps, meat stamps, oil stamps, cloth stamps, and so on were basically gone by the month and year.
From the looks of it, he was quite rich.
In addition, he was not short at 1.78 meters in this era. He was also fair and clean. He was definitely tall, rich and handsome!
Now, he really did not have to worry about not having a wife.
……
Oh right, there was also the system.
" System," Xia Qiming whispered.
There was no response.
"System, are you there? If you are, let me know."
There was still no response.
Xia Qiming thought that this shouldn't be the case. Wasn't it standard to transmigrate to the system?
Then, he had all kinds of god-tier skills. Why was there nothing here?
Could it be that the way he transmigrated was wrong, or that he needed a specific posture or gesture?
Unwilling to give up, Xia Qiming tried all kinds of postures and gestures. He tried lying down, lying down, standing, squatting, and even doing handstands.
He did not receive any response from the system even after staying up until midnight, so he finally gave up.
She was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the unfamiliar yet familiar bed.
Xia Qiming dreamed that he was in an unfamiliar space.
The area was about two acres in size, and there was a small spring that was constantly emitting spring water.
There was also a small pond about 20 to 30 square meters nearby. The other places looked a little desolate with black soil.
There was no old man in the blue sky.
Could this be his own system? Xia Qiming woke up by himself when he got excited!
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