Wei Chen didn't feel depressed for long. He was born to be an optimist. He quickly recovered from the tragic real-life experience and kept comforting himself in his heart.
"The house, farmland, etc. are all external possessions. At least I, Wei Chen, am still alive now. This is enough... Oh no, from now on, I should call myself Wei Chen."
Wei Chen calmed down and tried to overcome the absurd feeling of time and space. He breathed out a breath and got up from the bed with difficulty.
At this time, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a man's exclamation came.
"Oh, my dear, come and see, Brother Chen is awake!"
Wei Chen looked up and saw a man standing in front of the door with a face full of surprise. The man was in his thirties, about seven feet tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong square face. However, the man's face looked a bit weathered, so he should It's because of years of hard work.
After a while, there was another movement outside the door, and a woman came over after hearing the sound. Wei Chen took a closer look and saw this woman in a jingchai cloth skirt. However, her beauty could not be concealed, and her temperament was far better than those ordinary clumsy peasant women. .
Wei Chen had already accepted the memory of his predecessor, so he naturally recognized these two people. They were the Zhangs and his wife who had nurtured his predecessor. During the days when his predecessor was seriously ill and could not afford to die, he relied on the Zhangs and his wife to take care of him.
The man's name is Zhang Ming. He is not a native of Youyang, but fled from the north.
When they arrived at Xiyin Village, Zhang Ming had run out of dry food and had not had any water or rice for three days. He was about to starve to death. Wei Mingzhao happened to return home from school in the county and found Zhang Ming who had fainted at the entrance of the village and took him back. The family gave him porridge and water and took good care of him, so Zhang Ming was able to save his life.
Zhang Ming settled in Xiyin Village from then on, relying on his own strength to work as a farmhand for the big families in the village, working hard and without complaint. Over the past few years, he had saved several acres of thin farmland.
As for his wife Wei Ruyi, she has lived in Xiyin Village for generations, farming and studying. Her father Wei An is also a scholar like Wei Mingzhao. Although he has not passed the college examination, he has passed the county examination and the government examination. He is considered a preparatory scholar.
When Wei An was thirty-six years old, he contracted a serious illness and his family began to decline.
Wei Ruyi's sister Wei Shuyi was only 28 years old at the time, when a woman was at her most youthful and beautiful, but she was forced to sell herself to an official as a side wife in exchange for money to treat her father's illness.
Unfortunately, Wei An still died of illness. After Wei Ruyi passed away, the elders of the same clan made the decision and betrothed to Zhang Ming, who was not yet married at the time.
Zhang Ming was a migrant or a hired servant, and his family only had a few acres of thin farmland. If Wei Ruyi's family had not fallen into decline, Zhang Ming would never have been able to marry such a beautiful and literate girl.
Therefore, after getting married, Zhang Ming cherished Wei Ruyi very much. The couple lived in harmony, and although their life was a bit bitter, it was also enjoyable.
Just a year later, Wei Ruyi gave birth to a fat boy named Zhang Xu, who just turned seven this year.
Recalling the tragic experience of Wei Ruyi's family, and then thinking of what happened to his predecessor, Wei Chen couldn't help but shudder.
In ancient times, this disease was too terrible. It often destroyed families. Wei Ruyi's family and his own family were all destroyed by the disease. Even the emperor who was pampered and pampered only escaped the disaster through good luck.
I must exercise my body well in the future. Radio gymnastics, Baduanjin, Wuqinxi, etc. must be practiced slowly on this weak body.
Just as Wei Chen was thinking about it, Wei Ruyi, who was standing at the door, said, "Brother Chen, your illness is just right and you can't move around freely. Just rest in bed and drink the medicine first."
As Wei Ruyi spoke, she walked to Wei Chen's bed, handed over a medicine bowl, scooped out a spoonful of brown soup, blew it to her mouth a few times, and then carefully put it to Wei Chen's mouth.
Wei Chen glanced at the bowl of soup that didn't look very tasty, and knew that Zhang Ming and Wei Ruyi had worked hard to get it for him. Although Wei Chen was a little resistant, he still obediently put his head together. He walked over, frowned and took a sip.
To Wei Chen's surprise, the medicine was not as bitter as he imagined, but rather bitter and sweet.
Seeing Wei Chen's brows softening, Zhang Ming said happily: "I know Brother Chen, you haven't liked taking medicine since you were a child, so I bought some apricot nectar and mixed it in. The doctor said it will help your recovery."
Wei Chen's nose was slightly sore and he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't say a word.
Noticing the change in his expression, Wei Ruyi quickly said to Zhang Ming: "Okay, I've drank today's medicine. It's already so late. Let's talk about anything tomorrow. What Brother Chen needs now is to rest."
"Oh, yes, yes, brother Chen, please rest first. We will come see you tomorrow."
Zhang Ming was gently tugged on the corner of his clothes by his wife, and then he reacted belatedly. He opened the corner of his mouth to reveal a few big yellow teeth and smiled at Wei Chen to say goodbye. He blew out the oil lamp, turned around and closed the door.
The room was dark, Wei Chen lay on the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window, unable to calm down for a long time.
He was not worried about the food and clothing in front of him. Although this seemed to be a big problem, with Zhang Ming and Wei Ruyi here, at least he would not starve to death.
He is not worried about his future destiny, because he believes that as long as he can recover, his destiny will be in his own hands.
The reason why he couldn't sleep was because he found that he didn't reject the Zhang couple's care at all, and was even a little eager and excited.
Is it because of the fusion of memories? Or is it because I was too lonely in my previous life?
Wei Chen couldn't tell the difference.
But his past life experience made him understand that hard work and struggle can buy success and status, money and beautiful women, but they cannot buy sincere feelings, which are the most precious things in the world.
Therefore, Wei Chen decided to open his heart and work hard to accept this gift from God and enjoy this hard-won relationship.
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The night was spent in random thoughts, and before I knew it, it was daylight, and birds were chirping for food outside the window, which also woke up Wei Chen in the bed.
After waking up, Wei Chen felt that he was in much better spirits and the pain in his body had been reduced by most.
After all, he is only ten years old. Youth is his capital, and his restored vitality is thousands of times stronger than those of the decrepit old people.
Wei Chen put on his clothes, stretched out his hands and feet, slowly moved his feet under the bed, tapped his toes, and put on his shoes.
After barely walking a few steps while holding on to the wall, Wei Chen finally got a glimpse of the room. Only then did he realize that there was actually a bookcase placed in the corner of the west wall of the room.
Of course, it's barely a bookcase. It's just a poplar shelf set up on the wall, with dozens of books sparsely placed on it.
Wei Chen remembered that these were the collection of books left by Wei Mingzhao.
This is the benefit of having a scholar father. Although Wei Mingzhao has passed away many years ago, all the books he read during his lifetime have been left behind.
Wei Chen picked up a book at random and glanced at the cover. It was "Analects of Confucius", which is the annotation and explanation of "The Analects of Confucius" in the Four Books and Five Classics. The three characters Wei Mingzhao were written on the title page.
Wei Chen opened the book, and the pages were made of white cotton paper. The font was similar to Wei Chen's Song style in his previous life. Of course, it was traditional Chinese.
Wei Chen studied ancient philology in his previous life. He had read a large number of ancient books written in traditional Chinese characters and was already familiar with the conversion of simplified and traditional Chinese characters.
This "Analects of Confucius" has exquisite paper and ink, and is well-engraved. There are also circled sentences left by Wei Mingzhao in the book, so Wei Chen can read it very easily.
If you encounter something you don't understand, you can also read the notes left by Wei Mingzhao on the book page, combine them with Wei Chen's memories of his previous life, and compare the two to solve the problem.
After reading it through, Wei Chen had a whim and tried to memorize it silently. To Wei Chen's surprise, he actually memorized the first volume of "Analects of Confucius" directly!
Wei Chen himself was shocked when he accomplished this feat. According to the memory of his predecessor, he was obviously dull and had not even memorized the simplest "Three Character Classic". How could he suddenly become so powerful?
Wei Chen couldn't believe it, so he quickly turned to the second volume and continued reading. After reading each volume, he tried to memorize it silently. After memorizing it, he compared it with the original text to check whether there were any errors or omissions.
One morning later, Wei Chen closed his book, looked at the "Analects of Confucius" that he had memorized, and fell into deep thought.
After rebirth, I became a genius of endorsement?
