The fresh and tender cinnamon twigs away the noisy sparrows, and the birds flapped their wings and fell to the yard below, standing beside the water tank, jumping around, tilting their heads and chirping.

In the yard, Old Man Geng piled up firewood, looked back at his son who was sitting under the tree, silently resisted his hoe and walked to the yard gate. Wang Qiujin, who was rolling his trousers under the eaves, looked at her husband, and then took the hoe out of the yard, and turned around to remind Liu Qing under the tree.

"Zhuzi, you are not well yet, don't walk around. If you are empty, just water the vegetables in the yard and then lie back in the house."

The old couple disappeared one by one on the dirt road outside the fence. The courtyard became quiet, and only the sound of leaves stroking were left. Liu Qing blinked his eyes and looked up at the top of his head. The sunlight penetrated the gaps in the branches and leaves. With the breeze, it swayed slightly, as if the stars were flickering, with indescribable beauty.

He actually woke up for two days, and his confusion when he was sick completely faded from his consciousness. He thought that everything that happened in the city might be dreaming. The two days he woke up now completely shattered the dream.

Liu Qing couldn't understand why he suddenly came to ancient times. He felt that his original body might be able to be rescued, so he might just pull himself back?

Even being a disabled person is better than being here!

The night before, the old couple found a beastman who treated the animals and gave him some medicine. They made him feel diarrhea and ran to the toilet. What does it mean to use only one stick to wipe his butt?

Used to poke, or pick?

The toilet was a dirt pit with a wooden board on it, and it almost fell down. Liu Qing had no doubt that if he hadn't been smart enough to pull the rag and see the wooden door outside, he would have become the first time traveler to fall into the pit and drown.

It's really too savage.

I have watched some time travel films and novels before, and I always feel that time travel is full of fun in the world, but now I have been in two days, just going to the toilet can make him feel worried.

Paper these days... must be very expensive.

Besides, I don’t know what kind of environment this is. If it were the ancient times where monsters and monsters were rampant, it would be too "exciting". I, who could not sleep even when I watched a horror movie, would probably suffer to death in the future.

Liu Qing looked at the fence stroking leaves, sighed, turned his eyes, and under the straw shed on the stove, a fox was sleeping soundly at the stove with his tail rolled up.

I tried to recall the memory of this body. The occupied body was called Geng Dazhu. I had no other name. I was honest and dull, and stubborn. I was dispensable in the village. My father, Old Man Geng, and his big name was Geng Youxi. He was born and raised by Gengjia Village. My mother Wang Qiujin was married from the village next door.

As for the fox there... it was the only beast in the family except for two hens laying eggs. Last winter, Old Man Geng went up the mountain to collect firewood. When he heard the fox crow, he found a nest of little foxes. The female fox was missing. Perhaps it was dead, so he left two cubs in the nest. One of them had frozen to death. The remaining one, Old Man Geng saw that it was pitiful, so he brought it back.

Who knew that once I raised it, I would raise it like a dog. Not only did I say I could catch mice, but I would occasionally pick up pheasants from the mountains.

‘If it were the world of demons and monsters… Is this going to become a spirit?’

Thinking of this, his eyes became a little strange when he looked at it. His butt left the stone, slowly squatted to the ground, moved to the middle of the road, and the little red fox lying across the stove was like a test, and a self-deprecating joke.

"The Great Chu revives King Chen Sheng!"

The dozing figure did not respond, and Liu Qing called out again: "Let's take a look?"

The cool breeze blew across the courtyard, the furry figure shook his ears, opened his eyes, opened his mouth and yawned, shook his tail at the young man, and continued to lie down and close his eyes and sleep.

Um ~~

It seems that I am thinking too much, and I am just an ordinary fox with some spirituality.

Liu Qing exhaled, "It turns out that I will die if I die. Anyway, I have no relatives in that life. When I arrive in this world, I will live a life of enough money. Maybe God doesn't like me when I die at a young age, and I will give me a special reward for traveling through time."

‘First find out what kind of world you have been in. I can’t say that the historical novels I have read before can still be used, well... maybe it can be used.’

Getting up from the ground and looking at this brilliant spring day, Liu Qing calmed down the panic that has been around for the past two days, hoping that it would be a peaceful world, and not think much about it at that time, make some money, live safely, and marry another wife...

I temporarily pressed my random thoughts, walked around the yard with my feet, did a few chest expansion exercises, and according to the woman's instructions, poured the vegetable fields in the yard, sat back under the tree, and wiped the sweat stains on my head.

‘It seems that we have to take care of ourselves first.’

After boiling the rice and simmering it, he lifted the clay pot with a gap, took two bowls to find the old man Geng and his wife. In the afternoon, he followed him around the field to see the surrounding environment.

As for the night, it was also the most boring. There was basically no one in every household to light the lights, and the wives of all ages and young and old gathered around the entrance of the village to rush to the fire and chatted and laughed.

A few gray dolls chased and fought, and the women gathered together to fix their clothes in the fire, scolded their children a few words, and laughed at the men who were blowing around there.

The firecrackers were 'cracking' and the water bag containing wine took a sip among the big men. Someone talked about entering the city two days ago and started to show off.

"When you entered the city two days ago, you didn't know that we almost couldn't come back! Did the Golden Knife Gang in the city know? We want to collect our street sounds."

"real?"

"That's right, my stomach is still trembling now."

"I heard from my cousin, is it the big pillar who can save the disaster?"

"It's really weird to say. Dazhu doesn't say a few words on weekdays, but he was so brave that day. After a few words, the other party really returned the money to us."

The night wind blew, and the burning flames swayed, illuminating the rough and dark village men's faces. When he heard his son's ability, Old Man Geng unconsciously thrust his chest. Liu Qing next to him did not speak, but just sat behind him, stroking the head of the sleepy fox on his legs, listening quietly, and trying to absorb the only source of information at the moment.

In an instant, it seemed like someone was pushing behind his back. Geng Qing turned around and three young men, who were about the same age as him, sat in the dark behind him, laughing at him secretly.

At this time, someone spoke up there.

"By the way, there is one thing that I heard today. Mr. Liu from Niuyan Mountain wants to buy land. He also asked if anyone in our village wants to sell it. He may bring people here in two days."

"The farmers eat crops and sell the fields, what will they eat in the future?! I'm just making a fuss, I won't sell them anyway."

"The Niu Family has sold the fields there, and I don't know what I think."

"It must have been sold forcibly!"

The old men in the village and the women in the family talked about the fields, as if they were poured oil into a pot, they shouted loudly and sweared. After talking for a while, they dispersed.

The villagers left with each other, and Geng Qing followed his parents. Looking back at the three of them, they had already left early.

The night gradually became deeper, and the chirping of insects hid in the corners and whistled.

The dim light stood on the earth stove and swayed slightly. After the family came back, Wang Qiujin washed the dishes and chopsticks with the warm water in the pot, wiped his hands on the rag, looked at her husband who was sitting outside and weaving baskets, turned around and asked the silent Liu Qing to take off his shoes, took out the needle and thread and sat at the entrance of the stove. The dim flames appeared inside, and carefully sewed the place where the crack was broken.

"Dazhu, I heard that there is no peace outside recently, and there are strong people appearing. If you are alone, don't run around, do you know?"

Feeling the coolness on the ground, he simply put it on the back of the fox lying beside him. Liu Qing looked at the woman biting the thread and said nagging words. Somehow, a warm feeling appeared in his heart. He said 'um' and added another sentence: "I know."

Then, when he looked at the old man Geng who was weaving baskets outside the shed, hesitated for a moment, and spoke still.

"......that...I want to change my name and say it nicely later."

The old man outside the door turned his head, his face turned angry, and for a moment, he calmed down his tone: "Do you change your surname?"

"Don't change."

"Then you." Old Man Geng turned his head back, drooped his eyelids for a while before he asked again: "What do you want to call?"

Liu Qing looked at the woman sewing shoes over there, looked down at herself, hesitated for a while, and decided to bring her previous name with her. She had all the souls coming, and she would definitely not be able to go back. With the word "Qing", she would be the only thing she could think of for the world.

"The big name is Geng Qing, and the nickname is still Dazhu."

"good......"

When the old man saw his son, he quickly changed his words: "......you can do it." He continued to work hard on the basket halfway up, which made his wife, who was sewing shoes, laughed over and laughed at him. Geng Qing also smiled, occasionally echoing, and the swaying firelight shone on the hilarious figures of the three people in the yard.
Chapter completed!