Zheng Lanying looked at the low mud-brick house, empty inside. Only her luggage sat upon the kang.
But she felt a sense of stability. Yes. A sense of stability.
After coming to this world, she was scared, confused, at a loss.
She felt a strong sense of rejection towards this place, just feeling out of place here. However, she didn't have the courage to die, afraid that if she tried, it would be for real.
Having died once makes a person cherish life even more.
In that village, she really couldn't stay longer. It felt like everyone harbored malice towards her, and she had to be extremely cautious every day. Afraid that she'd be discovered as being different.
So she decisively went to find the brigade leader, saying she wanted to go visit her mom's relatives. Maybe she was too pitiable, or maybe she really wasn't welcomed; the brigade leader didn't try to keep her and quickly issued the introduction letter.
