In May, it is the harvest season of another year, under the bright moonlight, two figures sit by the wheat field to drink water, and there are sickles beside them, obviously these two people are tired of cutting wheat, sit down to drink a bowl of water and rest.
On the left is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and on the right is a middle-aged man in his early thirties.
A gust of wind blew, the vast wheat field rose and fell, like waves, the young man put down the water bowl, suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and said, "Dad, I want to ask you something." ” The middle-aged man stopped drinking water and said, "Ask." ” "Then I can ask."
The young man suddenly flattened his mouth and asked depressedly, "Dad, tell me honestly, when you named me, were you joking?"
” The middle-aged man put down the water bowl, opened his eyes wide, and said, "You kid, how can you talk, how can your father play around with such a big deal as naming you." ” The young man frowned and said, "Then why is my name like a joke, Zhen Jian, Zhen Jianye!"
” The man glared at him and said: "What's wrong with Zhen Jian, this is the name I specially went to the town to find Han Xuezhu to ask for for you, Han Xuezhu said, you can't be sloppy in your name, don't take any cheap names, what dogs, pigs, it's too ugly, men should make contributions and do great things, so I named you Zhen Jian." ” "Cut."
Zhen Jian rolled his eyes and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I just think my name is really cheap." ” After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and thought to himself: "My name was Xia Jian in my previous life, and now I am called Zhen Jian, alas......
I have formed an indissoluble bond with cheapness in two lifetimes, what will I be named in my last life?
Hejian?
Fan Jian?
……” Zhen Jian is not an ordinary person, he is a traverser, from the twenty-first century, is a college student in medical school, named Xia Jian, for some special reasons, there was a legendary crossing, as soon as he wore it, he wore it to this place, and his soul stayed on this boy called Zhen Jian.
He has been traveling over for several days, inheriting part of the memory of the original owner of this body, and knowing that the country where he is now is called Chu State, and the year name is the thirteenth year of Yongxi, but he really can't remember what other Chu State is in ancient history except for the Warring States Period, when he heard that the thirteenth year of Yongxi was obviously an emperor system, not a vassal state, which made him very puzzled, maybe this dynasty did not exist at all in history, then I am afraid it is another world.
Their village is called Poplar Village, and the dark-skinned farmer next to him is his father, called Zhen Dali, as his name suggests, he looks very strong, and there seems to be no particularly useful information in addition, after all, this body is just an ordinary country boy.
Another gust of wind blew, this time the wind was a little cold, Zhen Jian couldn't help but shiver, looked down at his smooth body, looked at his father depressedly, and asked, "Dad, I really don't understand, why do we have to cut wheat at night, and we have to take off our clothes and cut naked." ” Zhen Dali said: "Didn't I tell you last year, the sun is too hot during the day, and it is cool to cut wheat at night, and I don't wear clothes to keep my clothes from sweating. ” Zhen Jian was stunned when he heard this, although he knew that the family conditions he had crossed were not good, but there was no one to save like this, he scratched his thighs and said depressedly: "But this Mai Mang is itching all over my body, and my egg skin is about to break." ” "It's okay, my dad came over like this when he was a child, and slowly you get used to it."
Zhen Jian: ......
The father and son rested for a while, and then walked into the field with a sickle, and continued to cut the wheat, cutting for about two hours, Zhen Dali looked up at the east and said, "Okay, it's almost dawn, let's go back, otherwise someone will come later." ” Zhen Jian breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this, he had never done farm work before, he actually cut wheat overnight today, he was tired and hungry, not to mention, he still cut wheat with a bare ass, when did he suffer like this in his previous life, he really wanted to return to the original modern world.
The two of them walked back with their bare buttocks and a sickle in hand, Zhen Dali said as he walked: "Xiao Jian, go back and go to bed after breakfast, grandpa will go to the field to cut until the evening after breakfast, and in the afternoon Dad will go to mow again, and you will come and cut with me in the evening, and after four or five days, the twelve acres of land can be cut." ” Zhen Jian was surprised when he heard this: "Why don't the third uncle and the fourth uncle cut?"
” Zhen Dali replied: "Your third uncle is a scholar, he is a talent, how can he work hard in the field." ” "Fourth uncle, he's not a scholar."
"Your fourth uncle......
He is still ......
"When Zhen Dali said this, he obviously lacked confidence.
"Huh—I'm only fourteen years old, and I'm working in the fields with you, and he's still young when he's twenty years old?"
Zhen Jian sneered when he heard this, although he had only been in this world for a few days, he already knew a lot about the current family.
His grandparents are typical eccentric, eccentric third and fourth (fourth), if they have money, give them two to use first, give them two to eat first, buy cloth and give them two new clothes first, and have farm work, almost all of them are done by Zhen Dali, who let Zhen Dali be illiterate and honest, this world has been like this since ancient times, crying children have milk to eat.
"You're different."
Regarding Zhen Jian's complaints, Zhen Dali reluctantly explained, "Your fourth uncle has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he has only improved in recent years, you are different, you have great strength since you were a child, you are born to work hard, and you must be a good ......hand in the field in the future."
Zhen Jian muttered depressedly when he heard this: "Blame me for my strength?"
” The body he boarded was really good, very strong, and at first glance it was the kind of person who grew up with hard work from snacks.
When he returned home, the sky was already bright, and the sun was showing its head from the eastern sky, Zhen Jian and his father wiped their bodies with water, and then put on their clothes, and the sun had completely risen at this time.
Zhen Jian and his father came to the kitchen of the West Chamber to eat, and there were only their father and son working in the field, but when it was time to eat, everyone came, a total of eight people, namely Zhen Jian's grandparents, third uncle and third aunt, third uncle's son, fourth uncle, and their father and son.
Their family is not a big family, breakfast is naturally simple, a pot of porridge, a bowl of pickles, because it is a busy farming period, so each person adds a big steamed bun to carry hunger, but Zhen Jian doesn't understand, the third uncle and the fourth uncle don't have to do anything, why do they want to add steamed buns, the third aunt and grandma don't have steamed buns to eat, because they don't have to work in the field.
Although their family is not a big family, the rules are not small, if the grandfather does not arrive, no one is allowed to move the chopsticks, otherwise they will definitely be reprimanded by the grandparents.
Grandpa got up a little late today, everyone sat at the table and waited, Zhen Jian looked at the steamed buns and the porridge in the bowl and drooled, no way, hungry, a few days after coming to this world, the hunger has never left, because no meal is full, and the food is not oily and watery, can you not be hungry.
Grandma was busy in front of the stove for a while, came to the table, and said, "Your father is coming soon, don't worry."
As she spoke, she skillfully stuffed something secretly to the fourth and third children.
Zhen Jian's eyes were sharp, he saw it, it was an egg, three eggs, one for the fourth, and two for the third, I think it was one for the third and his fat son.
Zhen Jian was secretly angry when he saw it, he was a person from the future, so it was naturally difficult to accept this kind of eccentric behavior, and he didn't have to think about it to know that before he crossed here, his grandmother often did this, look at how skilled that technique is.
Zhen Jian stood up with his hand on the table, and was about to ask his grandmother, why he and his father didn't have eggs, you know, he and his father cut the wheat all night, and they were already hungry, and all the food in the bowl and pot was planted by his father, why should their father and son suffer this kind of treatment.
But as soon as he stood up, Zhen Dali noticed his abnormality, suddenly pressed him back to the stool, glared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down!"
Your grandfather is coming, what are you doing?
” Zhen Jian saw his father's face, inexplicably distressed, it seems that his cheap dad has long been numb to this kind of thing, he is just a fourteen-year-old child, no matter how dissatisfied he is, no matter how much he wants to fight for it, what is the use, he can only sigh helplessly.
Finally, grandpa came, grandpa is not very old, only in his fifties, but the ancients had a short lifespan, and grandpa has been engaged in farm work for many years, overworked, only in his fifties, his hair is gray, his face is wrinkled, and he looks very old.
As soon as Grandpa sat down, he asked Zhen Dali: "Second child, how much have you cut this night?"
” Zhen Dali replied: "I've already cut two acres, Dad." ” "Well, yes, faster than last year."
Grandpa nodded, and then said, "Let's eat." ” In an instant, the dinging sound of the bowl and chopsticks colliding came and went, Zhen Jian looked at the monkey anxious appearance when everyone was eating, and then thought about the hard and embarrassed appearance of himself and his father when they cut wheat with their bare buttocks, and suddenly his heart was sour, he picked up the porridge bowl and drank it violently, he didn't even need pickles, drank it in one go, and then put down the bowl, picked up the steamed buns, and said: "I'm done eating, go back to sleep, and I will cut wheat with my father in the afternoon."
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With that, he turned and left.
Zhen Jian felt aggrieved, the only thing he could help his father do now was to share the farm work for his father and let his father suffer less, so no matter how hard it was to cut wheat, he had to help his father, he had never cut wheat before, it's okay, he can learn, he is very smart, he can learn everything quickly, as long as he can bear hardships and stand hard work.
Grandpa's expression was not quite right when he saw Zhen Jian leaving, and he frowned and asked Zhen Dali: "Second brother, Xiao Jian's mood is not right?"
” Zhen Dali smiled and said, "No, he's just too tired, just get some sleep." ” "Oh."
Grandpa nodded and continued to drink porridge.
The third aunt rolled her eyes and said in a weird manner: "His second uncle, don't be afraid of my brother and sister nagging, your Xiaojian has to discipline him well, it's too unruly, my father is still here, no matter how much he doesn't say hello, he will leave after eating, if this continues, it will be difficult for him to marry a daughter-in-law in the future." ” Grandma nodded in agreement when she heard this: "Huilan is right, second child, Xiao Jianfang is unruly, you have time to preach." ” Zhen Dali hurriedly nodded: "Okay, mother, I have time to count him." ”