"The sun shines, the clouds float, that mountain

The waves shine, the fish swim, the curved stream

My hometown is far away, and in my dreams

Recalling my friends, where are you now

Whenever the wind is strong, I always think of it

The mountains and forests in my hometown are leisurely

My father and mother are far away, and in my dreams

When will I see you again? I miss you?”

The Nanling runs hundreds of miles east-west, lying across the northern part of Guangdong Province, separating Guangdong Province from the two provinces of Hunan and Jiangxi in the north.

The drizzle fell with the breeze, and twenty or thirty households were scattered in a small mountain village south of the Nanling Mountains.

Near the foot of the mountain, there is a large mansion with an area of ​​about 300 square meters and is made of wood. In front of the mansion is a yard surrounded by wooden stakes, and there is a wooden pavilion inside the yard.

At this time, the pavilion was accompanied by the ticking sound of rain, and leisurely singing came out.

A young man in his early twenties held an guitar in his hand, and sat on a pillar in the pavilion and sang softly on the guardrail surrounded by wood. The man focused on playing the guitar and sang in a low voice, as if he was isolating the entire world.

After the song was sung, the man secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed, "Hometown! My hometown can never be returned."

In addition to the young man, there was also a woman about eighteen or nineteen years old sitting in the pavilion. The woman held a DV in her hand and looked back at the man from time to time in front of the rain.

"Feng Lin, your song is not good, it makes people feel so suffocated when listening to it." The woman stopped and frowned and said with a small face.

Feng Lin shook his head and smiled without answering.

Not nice? Maybe.

The melody of this song is very flat and simple, not at all, and the lyrics are also very plain, but Feng Lin just likes it, probably because this song is singing his own voice.

Feng Lin has been in this world for a month. After understanding and trying many ways, he has confirmed that he has traveled through time. A situation that only exists in various online novels actually happens to him.

Unlike the time travelers in the novels, he really doesn't want to travel. He has loving parents, gentle and lovely girlfriends, and a stable job. He is very satisfied with everything about himself and he doesn't want to change anything.

However, God did not follow people's wishes. He traveled through this month. He continued to understand this world and tried to find a way to go back, but he had no idea. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had to admit it at this moment. I am afraid he could never go back. He should let go of the past and start a new life.

This world is completely consistent with the original world in geographical space, and people in this world also call this blue planet the earth. This world is also highly consistent with the previous world in species evolution, including the human civilization process and technological development, but the history of the two worlds has no similarity at all. The most amazing thing is that when the history of the two worlds is completely different, the distribution of the language region of the two worlds is almost the same.

Feng Lin didn't know if this was considered a verification of the contingency and inevitability of the evolutionary and development process.

Before traveling through time, Feng Lin was a lecturer in the popular singing style of the Beijing Conservatory of Music, and a stable and enviable job. His biggest hobby was music. Although he was limited by his innate conditions, he could not become a top singer, and no one released records for him and praised him for his debut, but it did not affect his own entertainment. Similarly, his theoretical knowledge was very rich, and his popular singing styles were studied in depth. This is also the reason why he had no background and was willing to hire him as a lecturer.

The unlucky guy who was crossed by Feng Lin and occupied his body was a forest three generations. His grandfather worked at the Guangdong Academy of Forestry when he was young. After retirement, he rented more than 10,000 acres of forest land in a township in Jincheng County, north of Shaozhou City.

It was the mid-1990s, and people did not pay much attention to forestry development, and forest land was not worth much. Feng Lin's grandfather had advanced policy awareness because he worked in the Academy of Forestry Sciences and felt that the future forestry would definitely be reformed, and the country's attention to forestry development would also greatly increase. So after he retired, he rented more than 10,000 acres of forestry land from the local forest farm at a high price of one yuan per acre per year, and rented it for 50 years, and the rent was paid every five years.

At that time, this behavior was considered a foolish behavior by many people, and later it was proved how wise the old man was.

After entering 2000, the price of forest land has gradually increased, from one dollar per mu in the mid-1990s to twenty yuan per mu. With the subsequent reform of forest rights, the rental price of forest land has increased every year. In 2020, the price of forest land has long increased to more than fifty yuan per mu, and it is still difficult to find such continuous forest land.

The old man personally planned and asked someone to plant pine and fir trees on this large area of ​​forest. Now, if this mixed pine and fir forest is obtained from the bank to mortgage, he can borrow at least 50 million yuan.

According to sustainable development, this forest can achieve maximum benefits by performing thinning every five years. At the current price of ponytail and fir, it costs about 800 yuan per square meter of wood. One mu of wood is cut out for 2 square meter of wood, and ten thousand mu is 16 million. This is still a sustainable benefit, and a round of thinning can be performed every five years. The original owner, the third generation of forest, is still a rich third generation, and it can be said that he doesn't have to worry about breaking his legs.

As a result, this guy was trying to die, leaving such a comfortable life in Lin Sandai, but he learned to play music and wanted to enter the entertainment industry.

When I was in college, the original owner originally planned to inherit the family business and enrolled in Huazhong Forestry University, but he never wanted to get involved with a few people who like to play music in college. Later, he also thought about getting into the entertainment industry.

A forestry graduate who has not received professional training has no background and looks like a little puppy type that is popular now. If you want to make a fortune in the entertainment industry, the probability is similar to winning five million in lottery. However, the original owner did not believe in this evil and fought repeatedly. Last month, he signed up for a music talent show again, but he was still shot down without any suspense. The original owner returned home and blew up with a depressed drink, and finally fell asleep under a thick ponytail pine tree. Wake up? He woke up and changed people.

Feng Lin shook his head, you said that the original owner is just a mess. Isn’t it better to be a Lin Sandai? If he had such conditions, he would probably have to think about how many days he would even turn over. How could he be so stupid?

However, the original owner has done a good thing. If he hadn't fallen, would he still travel through time? Or would he travel to other worlds? Or would he disappear directly?

Looking up at the sky, the rain had stopped at some point, and the clouds in the sky also dissipated. It should clear tomorrow.

Feng Lin packed up his guitar, ignored the nervous girl next to him, and went back to his room to take a shower and fell asleep peacefully. In his dream, he saw many people, many things, parents, girlfriends, and friends. These appeared and disappeared one by one in the dream, and eventually gradually drifted away. Finally, he dreamed that after class, he was about to go to his girlfriend Yuwei's company to pick her up for dinner. Across the street, Yuwei saw herself and smiled sweetly. Seeing Yuwei's smile, he unconsciously accelerated his pace. Suddenly, with a "boom", all the scenes disappeared, and heart-wrenching crying sounds came from his ears. Gradually, everything disappeared and was never heard.

Feng Lin woke up and sat on the bed for a few minutes. After traveling through time, he would dream about his parents and friends and Yu Wei almost every night. However, the last dream last night was the first time he had a vague guess in his heart that he might have had a traffic accident. In other words, he was already dead in the original world, right?

In the end, he accepted this reality. In fact, over the past month, he had slowly accepted it subconsciously.

God has favored him. After his death, he did not let himself go to a dark world, but to a world that is not unfamiliar.

Feng Lin opened the curtains of the room, and the morning sun shone in, illuminating the room. From time to time, insects and birds cries came from the forest far away, full of life.

Feng Lin took a long breath in the sunshine. The new day has begun and it is still so beautiful. It seems that something has been removed in his heart.

Feng Lin washed his face and went to the yard. Looking out, a girl in a pink casual short dress was already outside, still holding a DV in her hand, not knowing what she was taking pictures.

The girl is Feng Lin’s sister Feng Xue.

Speaking of which, Feng Lin has been traveling through the month, and has been companionship with wind and snow, so he will not be so lonely. Although this sister, who is related to blood but has no soul subordinate relationship, Feng Lin likes it quite well.

"What are you fiddling with?" Feng Lin shouted to Feng Xue, who was photographing something at the door.

"Don't bother me. I'm shooting caterpillars in the early morning. When my video is processed, I will definitely get angry when I post shortsightedness." Feng Xuetou shouted to Feng Lin without looking back.

Shortsight is a very popular short video software in this world. It contains many strange things. Fengxue likes to shoot some strange short videos and post them on it.

Feng Lin ignored her and simply stretched her hands and feet in the yard to make breakfast. He could do whatever he wanted, but he could not do whatever he wanted.

Feng Lin took out a few native eggs from a cabinet in the kitchen, then pulled out a piece of dried bacon from another cabinet, gestured for a while, cut one third of it, and put the remaining two-thirds back into the cabinet.

Cut the bacon into thin slices, put it on a plate, and then get some onions and garlic and chop it into finely. After thinking for a while, Feng Lin opened the box again and took out a sealed bag from it. Four dried mushrooms were alone in the corner of the big bag.

Feng Lin sighed, it was out of stock.

He took out all four mushrooms and soaked them in water. After soaking them for about five minutes, Feng Lin took them up and cut them into thin strips.

Boil the pan with oil, pour garlic into the pan, stir-fry gently with a spatula until the color begins to turn yellow, pour in the cut bacon and mushrooms, stir-fry over high heat, add seasonings, then pour in appropriate amount of water, boil, and fill in a soup bowl.

Boil another pot of water, cook the strips until 70 minutes cooked, pick it up, and pour out the water.

Pour the soup you had cooked before into the pot, put the noodles, beat the local eggs, boil the soup again, season it again, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onion and put it into the pot.

The fragrant Fenglin Special Chuang bacon and mushroom egg noodles are completed.

"It's time to have breakfast." Feng Lin moved a small table to the yard, then brought the noodles to the table, and shouted at Fengxue at the door.

"Here you come." Feng Xue, who was impatient to deal with Feng Lin, ran in with a DV in his hand.

I put the DV on the table, picked up a bowl and filled myself with a bowl of noodles, poured it on soup, and started eating happily.

"Brother, the noodles you made are so delicious." Fengxue's cheeks said bulgingly.

Originally, Fengxue made the breakfast by herself, but she never made it again since Fenglin made it once. Only at this time did Fengxue call him brother, and she usually called Fenglin directly.

Feng Lin gently knocked her head with his chopsticks and said, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Fengxue didn't care, and she was still happily eating.
Chapter completed!