Go back to the past to plant trees

In the distance, there was a vast expanse of yellow sand. Although it was the middle of the night, Yu Yang could still vaguely see the sand swirling in the air and then falling with the wind.

A lot of sand fell on Yu Yang's head and body, and soon covered him with a thick layer.

Not far away, a skinny dog ​​sat there, its eyes constantly scanning its surroundings, barking nervously at the slightest sound.

A dull throbbing pain shot through his head. Yu Yang closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then opened them again.

The pain did not lessen at all, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Ooh..."

A few wolf howls suddenly echoed through the silent night sky. Upon hearing these sounds, the dog, which had been sitting upright, immediately pricked up its ears and stared motionlessly into the distance. Its face showed seriousness and tension.

Yu Yang wasn't too panicked, because the memories of this body told him that the wolf was very, very far away.

Yu Yang waved to the dog not far away. Upon seeing Yu Yang's greeting, the dog immediately ran over, stuck out its tongue and licked Yu Yang's hand, its tail wagging wildly, indicating that it was very happy.

Yu Yang stroked its head along its fur, and seeing its obedient and compliant appearance, a smile gradually appeared on Yu Yang's face.

Through.

Yu Yang never imagined that such a thing would happen to him one day.

For someone whose life is dull and who has no expectations for the future, time travel should be a very happy and exciting piece of news.

But Yu Yang wasn't happy at all, because he had gone too far. It wasn't the post-millennium era he was familiar with, but 1960.

At that time, Yu Yang's grandfather was probably only ten years old.

Yu Yang doesn't know much about this era, but the information he occasionally learns from the internet gives him a general understanding of it.

Forget about becoming a billionaire or achieving financial freedom in this era. Not only will you not get rich, you'll also have to worry about going hungry one day, or even starving to death in more serious cases.

Reform and opening up had to wait until Emperor Taizong came to power, and making big money had to wait until the 90s and after the millennium.

If Yu Yang works hard now, his son might be able to catch this wave.

As for him, it's not impossible. After all, he'll only be in his forties or fifties by then, and he can still make a name for himself. Many entrepreneurs only start out at that age.

But that's something for the future, ten or twenty years from now, too far in the future. Yu Yang doesn't have the mind to think about it now.

What he needs to consider most right now is his current situation and his future life.

Although the situation seemed dangerous, Yu Yang knew that he would escape unscathed on this trip.

He was very familiar with this scene; he had been watching the show right before he time-traveled.

The Most Beautiful Youth

A TV series about the first generation of people in Saihanba planting trees and creating forests.

Yu Yang watched the show on a friend's recommendation. At that time, the achievements of the Three-North Shelterbelt Project had been widely publicized online, and Yu Yang admired the hard work and spirit of those who fought desertification and planted trees. Therefore, he paid some attention to this matter. Coincidentally, there was a show that told such a story, and Yu Yang was very curious, so he watched it and even bought a membership.

Who would have thought that after watching the entire series for a day and a night, he was satisfied and put down his tablet to go to sleep. When he woke up, he found himself transported into the TV series and had become the male lead, Feng Cheng.

Because he had just watched the show, he was quite familiar with the plot. The current timeline was when Feng Cheng learned that his girlfriend Tang Qi had been killed while fleeing to Hong Kong. He was heartbroken, bought two bottles of wine, ran to the big tree where his father was buried, and was then injured by Zheng Laosan, who was cutting down the tree.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yu Zhengbei, Engineer Chen, and Old Liu will come looking for me here tomorrow after they can't find me at the camp.

The current Yu Yang—no, he should be called Feng Cheng now, since he's changed his identity and will be living under the name Feng Cheng from now on—he needs to get used to it.

Given Feng Cheng's current injuries, there's no way he can walk back to the camp on his own. He can only wait here for Yu Zhengbei and the others to come and take him back, because the way back is too far. Even when he wasn't injured, it would take Feng Cheng an hour to walk back. Now that he's injured, it's hard to say how long it will take.

Moreover, staying here would guarantee that he could wait for Yu Zhengbei and the others, but if he walked back on his own, it was hard to say. The sky was filled with yellow sand, and the place was desolate. Given his current physical condition, he might faint before he even got halfway there. At that point, he would truly be helpless and could only wait to die.

Therefore, he prefers to wait here rather than face uncertain dangers.

There was no set time, and Feng Cheng didn't know exactly what time it was. He could only look at the starry sky and guess that it was probably around three or four in the morning.

Feeling tired and hungry, Feng Cheng leaned against a big tree and soon closed his eyes.

"Woof woof..."

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Cheng was suddenly awakened by several urgent barks from dogs.

Opening his sleepy eyes, Feng Cheng saw the dog barking at someone not far away. Judging from its posture, if Feng Cheng hadn't been there, it probably would have pounced on the person and bitten them.

Feng Cheng blinked, and only after his vision returned did he see the person approaching from not far away.

A young man who looked quite young and dressed in shabby clothes.

Upon seeing Feng Cheng wake up, the young man immediately said, "I'm not a bad person, I just came to see how you are."

"Keep an eye on your dog, don't let it bite me. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill it," the young man said fearfully as he watched the dog lunge at him.

Feng Cheng glanced at him, and his brows immediately furrowed.

The butterfly's wings are already flapping? I've only been here for a day, and I haven't done anything yet.

Feng Cheng thought about it for a moment and then stopped thinking about it. After all, television is television and reality is reality. Just because something isn't shown on television doesn't mean that other situations won't occur here.

It's possible that someone came to check on you, but they just came for a quick look and left before you woke up.

Thinking of this, Feng Cheng suddenly had a guess, "You're in cahoots with Zheng Laosan, you came here to see if I'm dead or not, right!"

As Feng Cheng spoke, his eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him, his face contorted with rage, as if he wanted to devour him.

Upon hearing Feng Cheng's words, the young man panicked and waved his hands frantically. "No, I'm not with them. My dad sent me to check on you."

"Who is your father?" Feng Cheng pressed.

“My dad is the captain of the Shaquan brigade. He heard last night that Zheng Laosan beat you up and was afraid that you were really beaten to death, so he asked me to come and check on you.”

"Oh, so if I'm not dead, you'll give me another hit to eliminate any future trouble, right?"

"No, I didn't have that idea. My dad didn't tell me to do that either. He just told me to come and check. If you're dead, that's fine. If you're not dead, then I should notify the forestry bureau."

Seeing his flustered appearance, Feng Cheng guessed that he wasn't lying, but Feng Cheng didn't want to let him off so easily. He knew that he had almost been killed on the spot by Zheng Laosan's gang yesterday.

Even if they eventually left, leaving me here is no different from killing myself. If anything had happened last night, we would all be gone.

If it weren't for the dog, and if it weren't for the protagonist's halo, Feng Cheng's bones would probably have been devoured by wolves by now.

The original owner didn't care about this, but that was the original owner, not the current Feng Cheng. His principle was to fight fire with fire, with flexibility, but it would never include endangering his own life.

Feng Cheng fell silent, and the young man didn't know what to say either, because he didn't know whether Feng Cheng believed what he said.

After a while, the young man couldn't sit still any longer and asked, "Um, I see that your injuries are quite serious. Do you want me to take you to the hospital, or should I go and notify someone from your forestry bureau to come and pick you up?"

Looking at his anxious expression, Feng Cheng suddenly realized that he had been too wary; this was just an ordinary person.

“Take me back to my camp. My leader said he was coming to find me today. I’ll go back there and wait for them.”

Feng Cheng didn't want to lie there any longer. The wind and sand were blowing everywhere, and the sun was scorching. He was thirsty, hungry, and tired. He didn't know when Yu Zheng and the others would arrive. Feng Cheng didn't want to wait here any longer. If he could go back on his own, he would have done so long ago.

Now that someone is willing to take him there, he can finally escape his current predicament. Once he returns to the camp, he can have some water and food to help ease his weakened state.

Although it was somewhat dangerous to let this guy take him back, Feng Cheng felt the risk was manageable, because the guy had only brought a stick, and judging from his behavior just now, he didn't seem like he wanted to kill him.

Even if they wanted to kill me, shouldn't it be Zheng Laosan who should do it? How could they let so many young people do such a thing?

Well, and most importantly, Feng Cheng and Zheng Laosan weren't mortal enemies. They had never even met before today, so there was no reason for Zheng to want to kill him. This was one of the reasons why Feng Cheng was willing to let him take him back.