Under the dim butter lamp, Han Yu allowed his newly acquainted mother to wipe her body with hot water, turning red from head to toe like a shrimp.
Apart from being embarrassed, my thoughts were dizzy and uncertain.
Question: What should I do if I transform into a sinister and cunning scum with only twenty years to live?
Of course, he must change his past and avoid a tragic death!
The current situation is indeed not good, but it is much better than being in the apocalypse, where you have to be careful not to be torn apart by zombies or be disemboweled by people with similar powers.
The scum is only three years old now, so it's still too early to be beheaded, and it's still not too late.
Han Yu didn't want to die.
He was nostalgic for the love he experienced from his parents for the first time, and could not let go of the selfless care of his sisters.
The original owner was so blessed that he failed to live up to the love of his family. He committed the crime of deceiving the emperor and was beheaded. He also caused many deaths and injuries to his family.
But he, Han Yu, couldn't.
The researchers in the laboratory created him and gave him life. Even though he was exploited and exploited for five years, he never complained.
He will make peace with what happened, and he will do his best to never make the same mistakes again and give his family a good ending.
Han Yu looked at the bride's beautiful face and secretly swore.
"Okay, go to sleep."
After the gentle wiping stopped, Xiao Shuirong tucked Han Yu's shirt into the bed and went out to pour some water.
After all the fuss just now, the three sisters, who had done a lot of work during the day, were so tired that they had already fallen asleep with their arms stretched out and even snored.
Han Hongye sat on the kang and applied medicine to Brother Yu's wound. After finishing, he puffed up his cheeks and blew twice, splashing saliva all over Han Yu's face.
However, he didn't feel anything about it, and patted Han Yu's belly through the quilt: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it hurts when I blow it~"
Han Yu: "..."
The thick and thick man speaks in sloppy refrains, which is a bit funny and fully demonstrates the tenderness of a tough man.
Although it was the first time he felt pain, Han Yu accepted it well and could tolerate it once he got used to it.
So, under the loving gaze of his new father, Han Yu tilted his head and hummed twice: "Dad, it hurts."
While humming, he secretly watched Han Hongye's reaction.
He is a boy. Will the new father find him too pretentious and not like him anymore?
Just when he was feeling anxious, he saw Han Hongye panicking and puffing out air: "Brother Yu, be patient and just take a nap and you'll be fine. Dad wants to hurt you, but there's nothing you can do. You can only bear it by yourself."
Being blown away again didn't stop Han Yu's heart from blooming with colorful flowers. He bent his eyes like cold stars and buried his face in his new father's arms.
The wound accidentally hit the new father's rough fabric, causing a small pain.
Before Han Yu could retreat, Xiao Shuirong poured water and entered the door. He happened to see this scene and his expression suddenly changed: "Han Hongye, what are you doing?!"
The tone was not high, but the rare ferocity on his face frightened Han Hongye, causing him to half-roll on the kang.
Brother Yu in his arms was gone, but he almost crushed the eldest daughter behind him.
It was Xiao Shuirong's quick eyesight and quick hands who rushed up and grabbed him, saving Han Lanling from an unnecessary disaster.
Xiao Shuirong was so angry that she slapped him hard on the arm: "You're making a fuss, you don't look like a father at all!"
Han Hongye chatted, and in a blink of an eye he caught a glimpse of Brother Yu's dark eyes, and grinned again, with the chapped cheeks carved into his smile lines, kind and honest.
Brother Yu's condition stabilized, and Xiao Shuirong's heart dropped. He glanced at the silly father and son unhappily, took off his clothes, got on the kang, and lay down next to Han Yu.
The oil lamp has been extinguished, leaving only a cold moon outside the window casting a cold shadow.
...
Han Yu looked at Han Hongye on the left and Xiao Shuirong on the right. The corners of his mouth under the quilt were raised infinitely.
In just this moment, he had already thought about plans for the future.
The original protagonist is the control group of the male protagonist's cousin. The smarter and upright the male protagonist is, the duller and cunning the original protagonist is.
Of course, all this has nothing to do with the male protagonist. The original protagonist himself is not a good one.
Stupid and poisonous, it can be said that he has all five poisons.
His past life... Well, regardless of whether the body made of multiple high technologies was still there, he probably couldn't go back.
Traveling to another world, Research Body No. 05 became a matter of the previous life.
In his previous life, he lived within the strict rules of the base. If he made a slight mistake, he would be whipped and severely punished. In this life, he only wants to live for himself.
Han Yu didn't want to be the unlucky control group. He didn't want to follow God's will. He just wanted to live his own life.
Even though this body was stretched to death and had only a few decades to live, which was vastly different from the artificial body's hundreds of years or more, even though he had lost the powers he was proud of, he still preferred the present.
comfortable.
peaceful.
You don't have to hang your head on your belt all the time.
The male protagonist's cousin changed his family through the imperial examination and embarked on a new bright road, which was praised by the world for generations to come.
Although he was still frightened by the image of his head falling to the ground, it did not affect Han Yu's outlook on the future.
According to the introduction in the book, the dynasty he lived in was called Dai Viet, and the reigning Emperor Yongqing was the ninth emperor of Dai Viet. The imperial examination existed in the previous dynasty, the Jing Dynasty, and its history can be traced back hundreds of years.
Most farmers spend their entire lives digging for food in the fields, and few can get out.
For farmers, if they want to get out of this small place, they can only have a chance to get ahead by studying hard for ten years and taking the imperial examination to become an official.
Han Yu has witnessed cruelty and bloodshed, and has also walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He has looked forward to it more than once, whether one day when the apocalypse ends and he regains his freedom, he will have the opportunity to study like the children of those with special powers in the base.
The extravagant dreams that could not be realized in the previous life may be realized in this life.
Han Yu thought that the behavior of the original protagonist in the nightmare was because he was jealous that the male protagonist was better than him, and all kinds of deliberate mischief and the final pursuit were simply stupid.
Only when brothers work together can they cut through gold.
The male protagonist still doesn't know how badass he will be in the future. He can definitely create a brother-control character for himself.
It is the right way to be the good cousin of the male protagonist, and then work hard to gain fame and let the new father, bride and sisters live a prosperous life. Why rush to death.
But there's no point in talking too much. The top priority right now is to take good care of yourself.
Only by recovering from your injuries can you have the strength to hug your golden thigh tightly.
After setting a life plan for the next ten years... or longer, Han Yu's tense nerves relaxed.
Perhaps the few injections given by Dr. Guan had taken effect, and Han Yu's eyes began to drop.
After just two breaths, he fell into a deep sleep.
This time, the scene on the guillotine did not appear in the dream.
There were only two blurry figures, calling "Brother Yu" softly at the same time.
Han Yu knew that this was the new father and bride.
Even though he was new here, he felt at ease listening to it.
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He goes to sleep in the middle of the night and wakes up at noon the next day.
He didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by the vitriol and insults outside the house.
"The sun is beating down on our butts, even pigs can't sleep that well."
"I just fell down and broke my skin. How can a child be so spoiled that he still rolls in the mud even if he breaks his leg?"
"A boy who is so squeamish is worse than Sister Zhi. He will definitely be a sneaky scourge in the future and will embarrass the old Han family!"
I have to say that the person who spoke was quite prescient. The original protagonist was a real disaster. The good male protagonist was almost killed by him.
Han Yu rubbed his eyes and thought drowsily that maybe he could give her a prophetic award.
But there is a problem now.
He discovered that he had not inherited the memory of the original owner. Apart from the few people he met last night, he only knew one Han Song.
There was nothing in my mind. Apart from the general plot direction of the original book, my eyes were completely blank.
I don’t know who the prophet is and why he is so harsh on him.
He is still a child!
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
A knock on the door interrupted Han Yu's thoughts.
In this rhythmic sound, Han Yu subconsciously shouted: "Come in."
With his flexed fingers slightly paused, Han Song pushed the door open and entered.
The kang is facing the door, and as soon as you enter, you can see the top of the jet black hair exposed by the kang.
Just as he was about to look away, the person on the kang raised his head and looked over.
Han Song looked indifferent and put the oil paper bag in his hand on the wooden bench by the door. He said concisely: "There are shortbreads here. My mother was busy and forgot about them this morning. Now that she remembered, she specially asked me to deliver them."
When it comes to shortbread, Han Yu knows who is coming.
The male protagonist Han Song!
Golden thighs!
Han Yu smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes curved like crescent moons: "Thank you, second brother!"
The cheerful yet weak voice pierced his eardrums. Han Song twisted his lips, leaving only the word "no need" before turning around and leaving.
The wooden door closed in front of him, Han Yu put away his smile and lay back again.
Why does he feel that the male protagonist is a little cold towards him?
Slowly adjusting his posture, Han Yu didn't think too much. He just sighed that he was indeed a man who would become a famous minister in the future. At a young age, he had developed the aura of a big boss who could not express his emotions or anger.
As he sighed, a familiar white color flashed past his peripheral vision.
Han Yu paused suddenly and raised his left hand in disbelief.
Under the warm sunshine, a small white flower took root in the palm of my hand.
"noob!"
Han Yu looked overjoyed. Regardless of Qi Dani's strange mood outside, she put her cheek against the delicate petals of the small white flower and rubbed it gently.
Xiaobai jumped back with joy, and the leaves with distinct veins caressed his chin.
Post it!
Han Yu murmured happily: "It's great that you are still here."
In the last days, every superpower has a companion beast or plant.
Xiaobai is a companion plant of Hanyu, which has been growing in the palm of your hand since its birth.
Researchers integrated a large number of wood-based crystal nuclei into Han Yu's body, turning him into an invincible "monster" with amazing intelligence. Xiaobai also became the top of the pyramid among companion plants.
Xiaobai is not only powerful in combat, it can also continuously provide energy to the host, heal physical wounds, and is not tired after hundreds of battles.
For Han Yu, Xiaobai is not only a companion plant, but also a fighting partner.
After realizing that he had passed through the book, Han Yu thought that he would lose his friend forever.
Fortunately, God blessed them and they met again in another world.
Han Yu sighed softly: "It's a pity that you have returned to the infantile stage. It will take a long time to recover."
Xiaobai only reveals his true form during battle, and shows his childlike state the rest of the time, but it does not affect Han Yu's heartache.
God knows how many wood crystal nuclei Xiaobai absorbed to grow so big.
There are no zombie crystal nuclei here, and photosynthesis alone will take years and months to come.
Xiaobai connected with his master and hurriedly tried to smooth out the knot between his master's brows.
Han Yu relaxed his brows and said, "But this is good. No matter what, I will always like Xiaobai."
Xiao Bai instantly twisted into a twisted candy, and the leaves lightly rested on Han Yu's fingers.
Han Yu paused with a smile: "You mean, I was almost injured by a wild boar in the mountains, and you killed the wild boar?"
