This is Xiahe Village, an ordinary but extraordinary small village.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful. There are lush trees on the mountain, abundant fish and shrimp in the water, a fence in front of the village, a loquat tree in the back, and melons and beans planted in front of and behind the house. It has the simplicity of a fenced-in hut and the indifference of green mountains and green waters.
In modern times, this village can definitely be called the most beautiful village, but it was different in ancient times. There was only poverty and backwardness without beauty.
There is a high slope at the west end of the village. From the high slope, you can have a panoramic view of most of the village. On the high slope, there is a little kid of about five or six years old who looks at the village with emotion.
So what if the scenery is beautiful with green mountains and green water, but the transportation is inconvenient, the country relies on the weather for food, and is devastated by natural disasters. People who are struggling to make ends meet, what else do they appreciate besides food! It would be better to give him a multi-grain steamed bun than to let him see the rising sun rising over the mountains.
Isn't it a bit strange for a child to express such emotion?
In fact, this is not the case. Although he is physically a five- or six-year-old child, Riko is a graduate student majoring in ancient Chinese who has been repeatedly torn on the road to employment in the 21st century. He has no money, no power, and no girlfriend. After failing to apply for a job 100 times in a row, I lamented before going to bed that it was extremely difficult for a liberal arts dog majoring in ancient Chinese to find a job that matched my major. Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I would become this little brat named Zhu Ping'an and nicknamed Xiao Zhi. .
This body had been ill before he came in, and maybe it didn't get through it. I don't know why I woke up stiff.
After many days of insinuations, I learned that this was the Ming Dynasty, the era when the Four Books, Five Classics, and Eight-legged Essays were popular. I could only look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and was so hurt that I felt so professional...
Take it as it comes, think about the embarrassment of being unable to put your major to use in the 21st century. Now that God has given you an opportunity to get a job, it would be a waste of God's gift if you don't seize the opportunity, not to mention that you were still an uninvolved person in your previous life. The hanging orphan is here.
"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, go home, be careful of your mother beating you again until you cry."
A group of naughty children roared past at the foot of the high slope, fearing that they would be pushed to the ground and rubbed by the elders of the family if they returned home late.
Little pig! This nickname is also drunk. Even if it is a tiger or a stone, it sounds better than this name. Of course, he was just complaining. He also knew the reason why children were given cheap names in ancient times.
In the eyes of the ancients, the reason why it is difficult for children to survive is because they have to go through a series of obstacles created by ghosts and monsters since they are born. If they fail to overcome the obstacles, they will lose their lives. Livestock are different. They have low lives and don't need to break through the evil, so their survival rate is so high. So people think that the meaner the name for a child, the less human-like it is, the better. The survival rate of animals is not that high. The more animals are, the easier it is to live, and the easier it is to deceive the little devil of hell. If you are regarded as an animal, you don’t need to create a barrier. Shameful.
When Zhu Ping'an heard that there were little boys in the village who were called "dog girls" or even "dog shit", he felt a sense of joy for the rest of his life. Compared with the first two names, the taste of pigs and pigs was still bland. few.
It has been more than ten days since he came to this era, and Zhu Ping'an went from being uncomfortable to reluctantly accepting this fact.
Living in this era, name habits are secondary, and the most important thing is living habits. This is an era when the old morals and ethics are prevalent. There is no need for electricity or internet. The Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Virtues, the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, the fate of ghosts and gods, etc. are very popular. Therefore, the time-traveling protagonists in those novels have the aura of the protagonist, and when they come up, they look like a tiger and shake the world. , Golden Finger is invincible when you open it, which is pure nonsense. If you had done this through time travel, you would have been burned to ashes by the village elders and the like. In this society where feudal ethics and cannibalism are common, if you are slightly abnormal, you may be regarded as possessed by a monster and burned.
This is really not an exaggeration. Because Wang Tou in the village talked in his sleep for several nights, he was force-fed a large bowl of water mixed with burnt talisman paper; Wang Ermazi from the neighboring village learned how to speak Hu Ji in the county seat, and only dragged him back to the village. After a few words, he was taken over by the village elder. He was tied to a pillar and exposed to the sun for three days before he was done.
How can one person fight against the whole world.
Therefore, during the more than ten days since he came to this world, Zhu Pingan has been working hard to play the role of a child well. Be careful and try not to do anything out of line, lest you be tied to a wooden frame for barbecue. He doesn't want to speak for himself (take it with salt).
It's getting late, I have to go home quickly, or I'll get scolded again. Zhu Ping'an spread his short legs and ran down the high slope towards home.
Why do you feel the coolness and wind blowing on your thighs? Could it be that his short legs were moving at lightning speed?
After Zhu Pingan ran down the slope, he stopped and looked down to see a small noodle fluttering in the wind under the stall.
Crotchless pants?
How can you let a person with a mental age of more than 20 years old wear crotchless pants and prevent him from having fun?
It is unbearable! I must fight for the right not to wear crotchless pants when I go back.
Along the way, there were irregular arrangements of thatched and adobe houses. Although Xiahe Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is still a remote and remote country, because the locals only use the mountains and rivers to meet their daily needs. To build a house, they have to go up the mountain to chop down crops. I dragged a few trees home to make beams; I ran out of rice to put into the pot, so I went up the mountain to find some wild vegetables and fruits, and went into the water to catch two small fish and threw them into the pot. The feudal small-scale peasant economy still relied on the fields for a living. Most villagers relied on one-third of an acre of land to fill their stomachs, and the relatively wealthy ones were only a few landowners.
The landlord's family has a big business and hundreds of acres of fertile land. If it is rented out, the rent for one year is enough for ordinary people to work hard for a lifetime. With money, you can buy land or buy a few shops. If you make money, your life will be sweeter than honey. If you make money, you can live a life of profit. Sweet as honey. The output of one-third of an acre of land for poor families is not enough to fill their teeth, so they can only rent land for farming. In ancient times, there was no policy of reducing or exempting land taxes. After working hard for a year to grow food, exorbitant taxes and land rents are eliminated, and the family can eat enough. It's good to have a full stomach.
The Zhu family is relatively good. They have more than ten acres of fertile land. They are considered a middle-class family in the village. However, they can't bear the large number of people. In addition, the uncle is not engaged in production and has a lot of expenses for studying and studying. The old Zhu family is also struggling.
Of course, looking at it from the outside, the Zhu family's life is not bad. Compared with the common thatched adobe houses in the village, at least the Zhu family's courtyard is a civil structure. However, in fact, the Zhu family's life is not as good as that of ordinary people in the village. Woolen cloth.
As soon as Zhu Ping'an walked in, he happened to meet his mother in this life, Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen was standing at the door of the yard with raised eyebrows and staring at him. When she saw that she had come back, her eyes turned like ice and snow. She was waiting for her to come back. of. Ms. Chen is in her thirties, dressed as a young woman, with a bit of aggressive eyebrows, her hair tied into a bun with a peeled hairpin, and her clean double-breasted skirt has two patches.
"Mom, I will never wear crotchless pants again." Zhu Ping'an's short legs had just reached the threshold, and he began to fight for the right not to wear crotchless pants.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Chen grabbed his ear.
"You little bastard, you are so outrageous. I worked so hard to raise you and even frugally made clothes for you, and yet you are so disgusted with me. Don't wear crotchless pants when you are so old!"
"Mom, ah, it hurts, it hurts. I am no longer a two or three-year-old child." Zhu Pingan whined and begged for mercy. The little fat hand held Chen's arm and put his toes on it to relieve a little pain.
Shit, you're only five years old. Mrs. Chen looked down at her five-year-old son and said this with inexplicable joy. Her little son was much livelier than his brother.
Although it was funny, the strength in Chen's hands did not weaken. This brat was not honest to begin with. He had been ill a few days ago, and after he recovered, he became even more skinny and ran around all day long.
"You still know it hurts. You can't see anyone wandering around all day long. After being abducted by Huazi, I feel at ease." Mrs. Chen said and glared at Zhu Pingan. She was still frightened when she thought of a missing child in the county. Fortunately, in the village It's very safe for people to come and go.
"Second sister-in-law, if any boy is not wild, it would be better if he has a solid skin. Don't punish Xiaozi." Third aunt Zhang, who was washing dishes and chopsticks by the well in the yard, looked at Xiaozi with envy and persuaded her from the side. Chen calmed down. Mrs. Zhang has just turned thirty, but she only has one daughter, Zhu Pingyu, who is one year younger than Zhu Pingan, so she is particularly envious of Mr. Chen for having two sons.
"Young man from the third family, please don't plead for him. This bastard just didn't put up the roof for three days." Mrs. Chen said, grabbing Xiao Zhu Ping'an's ears and dragging him to the kitchen.
"Tell me, don't you dare to be wild and eat at home again?" Mrs. Chen said loudly, but she took out a peeled hard-boiled egg from the steamer, looked out of the window and saw that no one was paying attention. Quietly stuffed into Zhu Pingan's hand.
Eggs, Zhu Ping'an's eyes gleamed, and after eating them for more than ten days, they finally tasted meat.
This is simply impossible to refuse.
"It hurts, mother, I don't dare to do it anymore." Zhu Pingan took the egg and screamed in a pretentious manner.
In the 21st century, eating is one of his few hobbies. When "A Bite of China" was broadcast, he was frugal and ate everything cheap and edible. He can definitely be called a veteran. Foodie now.
It is purely natural and pollution-free, soft in the mouth, and tastes really good. It feels many times more delicious than modern eggs. Of course, it may also be because I have only had a simple diet since I came here and don’t know the taste of meat.
Little clever guy, Mrs. Chen smiled angrily, tapped Zhu Ping'an's forehead, and whispered, "Eat quickly, it will be served to the table later. You are so obsessed with the big room again."
At this time, Zhu Ping'an felt very warm in his heart. Whether it was his pungent mother, his dull father, or his ten-year-old older brother who was rarely mature and honest, all his family members in this life were kind to him from the bottom of their hearts.
A loving father, a loving mother, and a loving brother show warmth everywhere.
This is also the main reason why Zhu Pingan accepted the fact of time travel. As an orphan in the 21st century, he had never experienced the warmth of a family, but here he felt the care of an old cow licking a calf, and he gradually became more willing to do so.
"Mom, you are so kind. I will be filial to you when I grow up." Zhu Pingan said with emotion while holding Chen's thigh. I am your son, and I will be filial to you from now on.
Mrs. Chen saw her youngest son acting like a spoiled child with her, and it was obviously very helpful to her. She felt that her youngest son was much cuter than her elder son. I had come to see my boss earlier. The stupid boy said to his father that eating secretly was not a good man. He almost made Mrs. Chen angry and had to kick him out. Fortunately, his younger son was not that old-fashioned. He nodded and said, "Don't be angry with me. I'll thank God. Wipe your mouth quickly so that you won't be seen later.";
