Jiang Fan stared blankly until the fire came overwhelmingly and engulfed him...
There was no burning, no pain, but an incomparable warmth and comfort. It was as if something had been ignited in the body, burning from deep in response to the flames.
Finally, the blazing flame seemed to feel the call in his body, and suddenly surged into his body, and soon it was all poured into his body.
The body seemed to wake up at this moment, and every ounce of flesh and blood was jumping comfortably. The incomparable vitality seemed to be unable to be suppressed at all, and finally rushed out of the body, emitting a dazzling light.
This light broke through everything, drowned the darkness, and tore apart this empty space.
He saw the world outside the dark space...
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Deep in the distant Bayan Mountains, there is a small Qingshan Lake. There is a quiet mountain village beside the lake, with only about five or six households.
Early in the morning, with Aunt Liu scolding her lazy family, the small mountain village unveiled a new day.
In a small courtyard by the lake, a young man with a somewhat pale face was slowly walked out of the door supported by a young woman with a blue cloth-covered head.
"Slow down..." The woman helped him sit down on the stone bench under the big tree.
The young man looked around the small courtyard, a little curious and thinking.
"If you can't remember, just think about it slowly. You and I all said that it's good to study hard, but you have to do some rough work. This fall is not easy." The woman said with great distress.
The young man smiled bitterly: "Am I really that good at it? I can break my brain just by picking up some water..."
The woman looked at her helplessly: "You have to show off your strength even though you are weak. From now on, you should be a good scholar. I can do these things myself."
The young man looked at the woman in front of him who could not hide her beautiful face even though she was dressed in coarse linen. He couldn't help but laugh: "Madam, you must have had trouble with your eyesight back then, so why did you marry into my family? Even if you are poor, you are still such a loser."
The woman rolled her eyes at him, still charming: "Don't talk nonsense. If you marry a chicken, you can marry a dog. Besides, although my husband is not good at work, he has a good mind. Just take good care of yourself and I'll go to the lake to see the ground." If I can collect some fish in the cage, I can use it to replenish it for you."
As she spoke, the woman made a cup of coarse tea for the young man in cloth clothes, and then took a book and put it on the table: "You are not well, so don't move around. I will be back soon."
The commoner young man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
The woman casually carried a basket and a woodcutter, then opened the firewood door and walked out.
The young man watched her disappear, his eyes slowly turned back, and his eyes fell on the book, his eyes were a little strange...
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The small mountain village has no name, and there are few residents. There are only six households with about 20 people, but they are all very welcoming.
Although Aunt Liu next door had a fierce temper and was a bit vulgar, she had a good heart. When she learned that Jiang Chen had broken his brain, she specially sent him two big fish heads, saying that he would eat whatever he wanted to make up for it.
The beautiful little wife was very happy, after all, there was no fish caught in the past two days. I quickly packed up and planned to stew it.
The young man stood behind her and watched her busy. For some reason, he always had the urge to do it himself.
But thinking about how useless I was, I gave up the idea. But he couldn't help but said: "Madam... I always think it's better to stew fish heads like this... Why don't you try..."
The little woman doted on him and did as he asked. The result was unexpectedly delicious, but her eyes lit up but she didn't say anything.
The boy drank a bowl of soup and smacked his mouth, "Hmm... there's still something missing..."
Seeing him thinking, the little woman said angrily: "Don't think about it. Does it hurt? Have a good rest these days. We can wait until everything is settled."
"Oh, oh." The young man smiled and nodded.
"Let me tell you, Uncle Zhang went up to the mountain today to kill a wild boar as big as a wild boar. He will slaughter it tomorrow. Later, I will exchange the dried medicinal materials for some meat bones. My husband should drink some bone soup to replenish his health." The young woman was eating. Said the side.
"Uncle Zhang is an Orion?"
"Well, I hugged you before when I was little. I was very kind to you, but I wasn't satisfied with your body. I said you looked like a sickly person..."
"Haha...that's true..."
At night, in the moonlight, the young couple talked and laughed softly, and even the wind was so gentle.
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Winter turned to spring, and the young willow sprouted. Jiang Chen, who had completely recovered, gradually became familiar with everything here.
Every day is very simple for him. He gets up in the morning, has a light breakfast, walks around the bluestone road at the door, and stretches his muscles. Then I sat under the sycamore tree and read. The sycamore tree had already grown small buds, and a faint sweet smell made him very intoxicated.
And the beautiful little lady was busy in the courtyard, feeding chickens and ducks, making a day's supply of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.
The two of them chatted from time to time, but it was nothing more than family feud.
We don’t often eat lunch here, but Jiang Chen always feels bad for some reason, so he adds another lunch at home. After the meal, he took a nap on the deck chair under the tree for a while. Then I would go to the lake, hold a volume of books, and read and fish at the same time.
He found that although he was useless, his fishing skills were excellent and he caught a lot of fish almost every day. He once said to the young lady, born in a small mountain village like this, what to do with reading so many books, it is better to fish hard. You see, I am born with fishing materials, it would be great to be a fisherman.
The young lady strongly disagreed, saying that a children's school will be built in the town at the foot of the mountain in the next two years, and teachers will definitely be recruited. The husband will definitely be selected based on his talent and learning. People who are teachers are very honorable.
Jiang Chen couldn't control her, so he had to give up his plan to become a professional fisherman.
In the evening, the two of them had some simple meals and chatted for a while. Sometimes they would go to the lake to admire the moon.
Jiang Chen always wanted to ask what he was like before, but the young lady said that it didn't matter what he was like before, but it was fine like this now. No matter what happened to my husband, he was fine.
Thinking about it, since I can't remember it, I don't think about it anymore. I just feel that this life is like reading a book with the first half torn out. It starts abruptly, which is a bit weird.
At night, the two of them shared a room with different beds. The young lady said that Zhang, the doctor in town, said that Jiang Chen was weak and had to wait until he was twenty years old before having sex, otherwise he would easily lose his vitality.
Jiang Chen, who was somewhat restless, finally found something to do for himself, cooking.
Otherwise, it's really delicious. The young lady couldn't learn from him or persuade him, so she had no choice but to let him go. She liked it anyway.
Only my third uncle, who had read several books, shook his head when he saw it, saying that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen.
Jiang Fan smiled and explained to him: This sentence does not mean that a gentleman should not cook, but that a gentleman should have the character of kindness.
The third uncle didn't think so, but even though his legs and feet were weak, he still came to eat.
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Life is as plain as water, but just as life cannot be separated from white water, a young and ordinary couple lives leisurely in this life as light as white water, but with small joys from time to time.
On this day, as soon as he opened the door, Jiang Chen smelled a strong sweet fragrance. When he looked up, he saw a tree full of sycamore flowers in bloom. He excitedly turned around and called the young lady to take a look.
However, when the two of them came to the courtyard happily, they discovered that in the blink of an eye, there was a strange middle-aged man standing under the sycamore tree, looking up, as if admiring the blooming sycamore flowers.
