At that time, on the morning of the sixth year of the Great Tomorrow's Apocalypse, the first thing to wake up in the distant village was the little yellow dog lying behind the broken temple door in the east of the village.
The sky was still as gloomy as yesterday, and the snowflakes were still falling unhurriedly like yesterday, but a gust of cold wind blew in happily, so that Xiao Huang couldn't dodge, feeling a cold, complaining about the wind and snow in his heart, and did not show pity for the hungry and cold sufferers in the broken temple at all.
But this is all God's business, it has nothing to do with himself at all, and his duty is to guard the door in the dark and not let the thief steal his own things, although the thief comes here, he may tearfully put down some relief.
However, since the rooster crowed, as a gatekeeper, he could be regarded as abdicating his responsibilities, looking for the master to give him some food, fill the empty stomach below, and then go to sleep with peace of mind.
So, Xiao Huang stretched out two small front legs, opened his hind legs, straightened his head and waist and tail into a straight line, opened his mouth, stretched his waist widely, and then, with full hope, ran to his master, whimpered a few times, hoping that his master could feel his hunger.
The master was nestled in the ruined temple near the doorway, and there were already snowflakes squeezing in through the crack in the door to cover his body, and with uneven breathing, they fell together.
At this time, Xiao Huang obviously felt that his master had woken up a long time ago, but he didn't have the strength to get up, or he didn't want to get up at all, and at the same time, Xiao Huang sensitively felt that this master who followed him had a strange feeling, but after a closer look, the master was still the original owner, and there was no change at all, which made it very wondering, so he suspected that his sense of smell might have become dull due to hunger.
However, the reason why the master didn't want to get up, Xiao Huang also knew that in the face of his own whimpering and pleading, the master didn't have any food for himself at all, this is the master is ashamed, with such a master, it's really his own sadness, and he is embarrassed to say hello to his friends when he goes out.
However, as the old saying goes, the child is not ugly, the dog is not poor, and the most beautiful little flower of the landlord's house has invited herself to her house many times, but every time she walks a few steps, she can't help but look back at the hungry and cold owner, and think of how the law of the dog can be broken in his own responsible dog.
She didn't ask for food, and ran behind her master with a whimper and disappointment, where was the position of the little hostess who was trying to shield her from the cold.
Stood on all fours, shook off the snowflake dust on his body, made himself cleaner, and then slowly got into the arms of the little master, so that the little master could get a little warmth in the cold and freezing weather.
The little master fell asleep and felt the puppy's furry body squeezing into his arms, so he squeezed his body into his second brother's arms, so that the three of them could feel the warmth.
The second brother Lu Hanqing, who was awakened, carefully covered the broken quilt on his body that he didn't know when, and carefully put it back on his mother's body, quietly opened his eyes, and looked at the brother who was lying at the door, sheltering from the wind and rain, swallowed saliva, held back the sorrow in his stomach, and continued to pretend to sleep.
What else can you do without pretending to sleep, at least to make the hunger feel a little less.
As the head of the family, Lu Hanqiang did not fall asleep, to be exact, he didn't sleep at all after a night.
The original owner of this body has died at sunset, in hunger and cold, with melancholy in his heart, and unconsciously, Lu Hanqiang in the 21st century has occupied his body, and part of his memory, and now he is no longer him.
"Then am I still me" At that time, looking at Xiao Huang, who was loyally guarding this family at the door, looking at the dark and dreary sky outside the broken temple, and the slow and gently flying snow, there were only countless sighs in my heart.
At this time, it has entered the deep winter, approaching the end of the month of the month, a belated snow, have fallen in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the original dirty and dilapidated ancient capitals of several dynasties, all covered up into white, at the same time, it seems to have swept away the dullness that pervades the six years of the apocalypse in the hearts of the officials and the people, after all, after three hundred years of prosperity, has entered the twilight of the Ming Dynasty, internal and external difficulties, with this snow, should be able to breathe a sigh of relief, but it is just a sigh of relief.
"Ah, this is the thousand-year-old imperial capital, this is the essence of the Han family, it's really different."
Just felt that he had crossed over, and after calming down, Lu Hanqiang looked through the windowless window, looking at the tall city tower and the majestic winding city wall of the thousand emperors under the snow, and couldn't help but feel infinite awe in his heart.
I think at the beginning, in order to become a member of the imperial capital, I studied hard in a small mountain village, made progress every day, and finally got rid of the peasant household registration, and became a student of a first-class university.
As a result, in the end, looking at the account that had no savings, simple belongings, and finally became a glorious person with no house, no car, and no hukou, looking at his girlfriend who had been with him for ten years in someone else's car, he could only return home with less luggage than when he was in college, and then after being ridiculed by a group of classmates on the phone, he drank a tincture of Ning.
At that time, on the highest mountain in the village, he raised his right hand and swore to the thunderous God: "God, you let me work hard for thirteen years, let me enter Beijing, but let me work hard for seven years, let me go back again, do you play with me Lu Hanqiang, now swear, is to give everything, but also to become an imperial capital." ” God is silent, only thunder and torrential rain pour.
Then, Lu Hanqiang made a move that regretted his life: "God, I despise you.
He raised his right hand high and raised his middle finger.
So, his middle finger became a lightning rod with good conductivity, a giant thunder and lightning that had nowhere to vent a strong charge, docked with his raised middle finger, and heartily split him on the outside and on the inside, and then, when Lu Hanqiang opened his eyes, it was the current era, the current place.
In fact, God also treated him well, and finally achieved his wish and made him a member of the imperial capital, although he was a member of the blind stream in the suburbs of the imperial capital, it was more or less according to his wishes.
But because he despised him, as a punishment, he was only given the identity of a Xiucai who died in a broken temple in the sixth year of the Great Apocalypse, and no one cared about him.
When he wanted to stretch out his middle finger to Changtian again, he only stretched his middle finger to the position of his neck and no longer dared to go up, looking at the gloomy and snowy sky outside, he was really afraid of being struck by thunder and lightning again.
In the face of the dilapidated small temple, there is no door to directly observe the snow scene, in the face of the cruel reality of the late Ming Dynasty, and in the face of the body master who he crossed over, Lu Hanqiang only wanted to cry without tears.
A poor talent, still thousands of miles away, with younger brothers and sisters, and an old lady, rushed to this imperial capital, looking for his baby relatives, and then eating soft rice.
Of course, the story has become old-fashioned, when "myself" was wealthy, my father was still a royal history, and his colleagues formed a baby parent, but his father was framed in prison and died of illness in prison, so the family was in the middle, and finally was the eldest son of his own family, a show who can only read and has no half of his livelihood, and he has no choice but to take his family to find the fiancée, hoping to be taken care of by his future father-in-law and continue his career, but, according to the script, Of course, it was the bleak bloody story of being kicked out of the house by the father-in-law who hated the poor and loved the rich, and then ended up on the streets.
It's just that I don't know if the wife of the childhood sweetheart who forgot her appearance is like in the script, fighting against the family, meeting with herself with private money, and finally achieving a beautiful marriage.
However, Lu Hanqiang remembered that according to the script, he, who was kicked out of other people's homes, must be admitted to the top prize to become a champion, but the eight articles, the four books and the five classics were all made by this guy in the body in his previous life, and he couldn't get it anyway, and there was no standard answer to the champion, and he couldn't plagiarize it even if he typed a cheat sheet.
If you walk on the street and are met by those crossing peers who are full of Wang Ba's anger, I am really embarrassed to say hello to others.
Book friends may also want to come up with ideas for this soft rice traveler, you are like other travelers, open the golden finger and make money every day.
"Forget it, the Lord who stretches out his finger and is struck by thunder, do I dare to stretch out my finger?"
If you don't stretch out your fingers, can you survive This is actually not impossible, didn't you read the previous life crossing text, that bullshit new king pig's foot Lu Shi, who fell into the sewer and crossed, and then became the king and became a celebrity for a while, not to mention that everything else is possible.
I don't know if Lu Shi really crossed over or crookedly, if it was true, if it was calculated, Lu Shi's crossing would have to wait for another year, and his achievements would have to be shown in four years.
Now, as long as he has been subjected to these four years, he will vote for him if he can't say it, and it's not bad to eat there, not to mention crossing fate, it is the best excuse for the family surnamed Lu in the world.
But it will be four years later, and the most urgent thing at the moment is to find something to eat, to find food for the family behind him, which is serious.
But when he looked around, he knew that this poor sour was really poor and sour, and in this broken temple, except for the wind and snow all over the ground, there were more than a dozen books that Xiucai was reluctant to throw away, and there was nothing else.
This can make Lu Hanqiang smile bitterly, if you don't want to think of a way, you can't say that you will be starved to death again, there is absolutely no package ticket to fight again, you have seen the disappeared, you have not seen the back, that is definitely the most unreliable thing, now, you must solve the life-and-death problem of eating, and live here.
However, it is still the same thing, when I first arrived, my family was surrounded by walls, and I used what to buy rice and start the fire It seems that it is already his destiny to die of cold and starvation, and as the saddest member of the countless crossing army, Lu Hanqiang has a deep sadness.
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