Chapter 1 It’s great, my dad is finally dying!

Style: Historical Author: Lin XiaoqiWords: 2950Update Time: 24/01/18 05:30:52
"Mom, my father has been dead for three days, why haven't you buried him? It will stink if he lies down again."

Zhao Ping, who was lying in bed having a sweet dream, suddenly heard a childish voice.

He tried to open his eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

This is an adobe house with thatch piled on top.

Two holes were dug on the side to serve as windows.

Even through two rays of light, the room still couldn't be illuminated, making it very dark, not even as good as the basement.

There was an old square table with a missing leg and two stools made of tree stumps.

Sitting on the stool is a mother and daughter in ancient costumes.

Both of them were extremely thin, looking like skin and bones.

What was said just now was what the little girl said.

When the mother heard this, she frowned and said with a wry smile: "Xiaoxiao, our family is so poor that we can't even afford food. How can we still have money to buy a coffin?"

"And your father's body is still warm and he is not dead."

"When he is completely dead, I will get a roll of straw mat and find someone to carry him out and throw him away."

"It's great, my dad is finally dying!"

The little girl was visibly relieved and relieved.

Forehead!

What a failure this person is!

My wife waited for him to die and threw him away with a straw sweep.

The daughter even planned to bury him alive.

If I were born into such a family...

Buzz!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Ping's head felt like needle pricking pain, and a large number of memories emerged.

After a while, Zhao Ping figured out a fact.

He traveled through time.

Moreover, it traveled to a parallel time and space, and it was the David Dynasty that had never appeared in history.

The original owner, also named Zhao Ping, was a second-rate son of Xiping Village.

I'm in my twenties and still haven't accomplished anything.

He spends all his time idle and idle, and is addicted to gambling. He is also an alcoholic.

His parents died early, and his family, which was originally quite prosperous, has been completely destroyed by him in the past few years.

Even during this period, he even set his sights on his wife and children, threatening to sell them for money.

Three days ago, I drank two kilograms of wine in the county town. On my way back, I fell down in a smelly ditch and drowned.

Then Zhao Ping came.

As an outstanding young man in the 21st century, Zhao Ping read novels and watched videos frequently, and easily accepted the bizarre thing of time travel.

Just a little speechless.

Others have traveled through time and become emperors and princes, with clothes to put out their hands and food to open their mouths.

On the contrary, he has become a poor man with a poor family.

He is also a scumbag husband and a devil father.

The key is not to be humane.

Whether it is buying a wife or picking up a daughter, it is all to hide the truth.

Therefore, Zhao Ping was very harsh on the mother and daughter. They did not have enough food or clothing to keep them warm, and they would always beat and scold them, bringing out their scumbag nature to the extreme.

Wait, can’t be humane?

Zhao Ping jumped out of bed and lifted up his pants to check.

Fortunately, it is still eighteen centimeters.

Zhao Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his action frightened his wife Liu Mengru to the ground.

He said tremblingly: "Ms. sir, please don't hit me. My family really doesn't have the money to hire a doctor to treat your injuries..."

The little girl Zhao Xiaoxiao also knelt down beside her and begged: "Dad, don't hit my mother. If you want to, hit Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao is young and can't be beaten."

After hearing what the mother and daughter said, Zhao Ping scolded the original owner in his heart.

He didn't know how to cherish such a good wife and child, but abused them like this. He was really nothing.

Zhao Ping hurriedly pulled his wife and daughter up and said softly: "Mengru, Xiaoxiao, I won't beat you."

"And please don't worry, I will never hit you again."

Has this asshole changed his gender?

Liu Mengru was shocked and stared at Zhao Ping as if she didn't recognize him.

Zhao Ping was also staring at her.

As Liu Mengru stood up, Zhao Ping realized that she was very tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall, and her weight was less than 90 by visual inspection.

But it has a lot of ingredients, and is typically lean and meaty.

Even if I work a lot, my skin will become dark yellow and slightly rough due to the sun.

If you keep it for a while, it will definitely kill many celebrities and Internet celebrities on the screen now.

Looking at her daughter Zhao Xiaoxiao, although she has a gray face, her eyes are clear.

A pair of bright big eyes flashed suddenly, full of childlike innocence.

In addition, she had just defended Liu Mengru, and she seemed to be a well-behaved, sensible, and smart pretty girl.

I have found a treasure.

In the 21st century, having such a beautiful wife and such a sensible little cotton-padded jacket means that half of life is won.

But before he could get excited, his stomach growled.

"Ms. sir, you just woke up, take a rest first, I'll go cook."

Liu Mengru was worried that Zhao Ping would go back on her word and beat her, so she found an excuse and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, I didn’t forget to call my daughter away too.

"Xiaoxiao, help mother light the fire."

Seeing the two people fleeing in the background, Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

There is still a long way to go to change the image of myself in the hearts of this mother and daughter.

After a while the meal was ready.

Seeing the gruel in the bowl, Zhao Ping had no appetite at all.

Calling it porridge is a bit of an exaggeration.

After all, there are only a few wild vegetable leaves and a few wheat husks in the bowl, and the soup can be used as a mirror.

"No rice?"

Zhao Ping asked.

Poof!

Liu Mengru knelt on the ground again, her body trembling but she made no sound.

"Dad, I really don't blame my mother for this."

The little girl knelt down to the side, puffed her cheeks, and said angrily: "You have lost all our family's money, how can we still have money to buy rice?"

"My mother and I dug these wild vegetables in the mountains..."

"Xiaoxiao, stop talking."

Liu Mengru was so frightened that she hurriedly covered Zhao Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Then he implored Zhao Ping urgently: "My lord, please bear with me for two more days. When the autumn harvest comes, I will go to the landlord's house to help. I will earn more money and buy you rice later."

"You must never sell Xiaoxiao, she is our daughter."

"Will not."

Zhao Ping pulled the two of them up, his nose a little sore.

He took the porridge and drank it in a few mouthfuls. Then he returned the bowl to Liu Mengru and continued: "Not only will I not sell you, but I will also let you follow me and eat rice every day."

As a top student in the 21st Century Medical College studying for a bachelor's and master's degree, Zhao Ping believes that in this feudal society, it is not a problem for the family to eat white rice every meal.

"Really?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao took a sip of the leaked hala, blinked and asked.

Liu Mengru just raised her eyelids and said nothing.

However, before Zhao Ping could answer, the door was pushed open.

Three people followed in.

The leader was broad-shouldered and well-dressed.

I still know Zhao Ping.

His name is Wang Shiren, the boss behind the county gambling house.

I heard that there are people behind him, and he often does dirty things like robbing men and dominating women. He is a famous ruthless person in the county.

Behind him were two followers, tall and powerful, obviously thugs.

What is he here for?

Zhao Ping was a little confused.

Wang Shiren spoke first, "Zhao Ping, I'm here to take my wife home. Has she packed up?"

"Your wife?"

Zhao Ping was even more confused.

He thought to himself: "Why does your wife live in my house?"

Seeing his stunned look, Wang Shiren's face immediately darkened, "Zhao Ping, do you want to default on the bill?"

brush!

Wang Shiren took out a receipt and said angrily: "It is clearly written in black and white on the paper. You borrowed fifty taels of silver from the gambling house, and if you don't pay back, you will mortgage your wife and daughter to me."

"Now I'm here to collect the debt. Do you have the money to pay it back?"

"If you can't afford it, give me your wife and daughter."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of this mother and daughter and make them happy and prosperous. I guarantee that they will be a hundred times better than following you."

After saying that, Wang Shiren smiled, with a look of lewdness on his face.

He was sure that Zhao Ping couldn't pay back the money, so this was the fat he got.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Zhao Xiaoxiao was immediately frightened and cried.

Sitting on the ground, holding Zhao Ping's legs, he begged, "Dad, please, don't sell Xiaoxiao."

"Xiao Xiao will work harder in the future to help mother work and earn money for you."

"I will never talk back to you again..."

Liu Mengru's face didn't look very good either. She turned her head and wiped her tears secretly.

Zhao Ping felt that his face was so painful that he was beaten.

It’s all the original owner’s fault!

You have to fill the hole yourself.

Zhao Ping pulled his daughter up, flicked the dust off her body, rubbed her head and comforted her: "Xiaoxiao, don't worry, even if dad sells himself, he won't sell you."

"What do you mean?"

Wang Shiren asked with a dark face, "Zhao Ping, do you really want to default on your debt?"

"Believe it or not, I will break your legs and send you to jail."

After hearing this, the two thugs behind him immediately stepped forward, rolled up their arms and sleeves, and were about to take action.