This is Xiahe Village, an ordinary but extraordinary small village.
There is a village in the fields, a mountain behind the village, thick shade from old trees on the mountain, water in front of the village, the water leaning against the countryside, the simplicity of a fenced-in hut, the purity of the green mountains and clear water, and the tranquility of the pastoral scenery.
It was twilight at this time, with the smoke rising from the roofs of farmhouses like floating clouds, the "moo" sound of the cattle driven back by the shepherd boy playing the flute, and the farmer carrying a hoe.
The country songs that were shouted out when returning were full of rough and rhymeless folk songs from the mountains, sketching out a picture of the peaceful life in the mountain village as if it were a "paradise".
In modern times, this village can definitely be called the most beautiful village, but it was different in ancient times. There was only poverty and backwardness without beauty.
There is a high slope at the west end of the village. From the high slope, you can have a panoramic view of most of the village. On the high slope, there is a little kid of about five or six years old who looks at the village with emotion.
So what if the green mountains and green waters are beautiful, but the transportation is inconvenient, they rely on the sky for food, and they are devastated by natural disasters. People who are struggling for food and clothing, what else should they appreciate besides food! Let them see the rising sun rising in the mountains,
It would be more practical to give him a multi-grain steamed bun.
Isn't it a bit strange for a child to express such emotion?
In fact, this is not the case. Although he is physically a five- or six-year-old child, Lizi is a graduate student majoring in ancient Chinese who has been repeatedly ravaged on the way to employment in the 21st century. He has no money, no rights, and no girlfriend. After 100 consecutive failed job searches,
Before going to bed, I lamented that it was extremely difficult for a liberal arts dog who majored in ancient Chinese to find a job with the same major. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he would become this little brat named Zhu Ping'an and nicknamed Xiao Zhi.
This body suffered from an illness before I traveled through it, and maybe it didn't get over it. I don't know why I woke up stiff.
After many days of insinuations, I learned that this was the Ming Dynasty, the era when the Four Books, Five Classics and Eight-legged Essays were popular. I could only look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and felt internally injured. It was so professional...
Take it as it comes, think about the embarrassment of being unable to put your major to use in the 21st century. Now that God has given you an opportunity to get a job, it will be a waste of God's gift if you don't seize the opportunity. What's more, you were still an uninvolved person in your previous life.
Where are the hanging orphans?
"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, let's go home, be careful that your mother beats you until you cry again."
A group of naughty children roared past at the foot of the high slope, fearing that if they returned home late, they would be pushed to the ground and rubbed by the elders of the family.
Xiao Zhi! This nickname is also drunk. Even Huzi and Shitou are better than this name. Of course, he is just complaining and complaining. He also knows the reason why children were given cheap names in ancient times.
Ouyang Xiu's "Daoshan Qinghua" records: "In order for children to grow up easily, they are often called humble, such as dogs, sheep, dogs and horses." The ancients believed that children are extremely vulnerable to harm from various external factors after birth.
, especially the generally superstitious custom, which believes that people have three souls and six souls, one of which is indispensable for survival. A child must pass through the Yama Pass, Chuangming Pass, Yudiao Pass, Four Seasons Pass, Monk Pass, Luojing Pass and other evil passes at birth.
The purpose of giving children bad names such as "Black Cow", "Stone", "Stone Roller", "Gundam", "Iron Egg" and "Stinky Egg" is to deceive ghosts and make the Lord of Hell not think that he is a child.
As an individual, he will naturally not look for trouble, and will give up seducing the soul, so that the child can avoid the evil.
During this period, there was also a saying that "Pigs come to poverty and dogs come to wealth". There were quite a few boys in this village called "Dog", such as "East Dog", "West Dog", and so on.
Some of them are called "Gou Bao", "Gou Zai", and "Gou Ya Zi". The elders gave Zhu Ping'an the nickname Xiao Zhi for two reasons. First, almost all the nicknames that can be used to call dogs have been used in the village. The elders are worried.
There is not a drop of ink in it, and I can no longer think of a nickname related to dogs; on the other hand, my family is already poor enough and there is no room for poverty, and a poorer nickname is easier to support.
When Zhu Ping'an heard that there were little boys in the village who were called "dog girls" or even "dog shit", he felt a sense of joy for the rest of his life. Compared with the first two names, the taste of little pigs and pigs was still bland.
few.
It has been more than ten days since he came to this era, and Zhu Pingan went from being uncomfortable to accepting this fact helplessly.
Living in this era, name habits are secondary, and the most important thing is living habits. This is an era when old morals and old ethics are prevalent. There is no electricity and no Internet. The three cardinal guides and five constant principles, the three obediences and four virtues, ghosts, gods, destiny, etc. are very popular, so in those novels
It is written that the protagonist in time travel has the aura of the protagonist, and the tiger's body shakes the world and returns home, and the golden finger is invincible. This is pure nonsense. If you did this in time travel, you would have been burned to ashes by the village elders and the like.
In this cannibalistic society with feudal ethics, if you are slightly abnormal, you may be regarded as possessed by a monster and burned.
This is really not an exaggeration. The old Wangtou in the village was forced to drink a large bowl of water mixed with burnt talisman paper because he talked in his sleep for several nights;
After a few words, he was possessed by the village elder and was tied to a pillar and exposed to the sun for three days before the incident was over.
How can one person fight against the whole world?
Therefore, after coming to this world for more than ten days, Zhu Pingan has been working hard to play the role of a child. He is careful and tries not to do anything inappropriate to avoid being tied to a wooden frame for barbecue. He does not want to do anything for himself.
Endorsement (take it with a grain of salt).
It was getting late, so I had to go home quickly, otherwise I would be scolded again. Zhu Pingan took his short legs and ran down the high slope towards home.
Why do you feel the cold wind blowing on your thighs? Could it be that your short legs are moving at lightning speed?
After Zhu Pingan ran down the slope, he stopped and looked down to see a small noodle fluttering in the wind under the stall.
Crotchless pants?
What's going on when you ask a person with a mental age of over 20 years old to wear crotchless pants and prevent him from having fun?
This is unbearable! I must fight for the right not to wear crotchless pants when I go back.
Along the way, there were irregular arrangements of thatched huts and adobe houses. Although Xiahe Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is still a backcountry and remote place because the locals only use the mountains and rivers to meet their daily needs. To build a house, they have to go up the mountain to chop down trees.
I dragged a few trees home to make beams; I ran out of rice to put into the pot, so I went up the mountain to find some wild vegetables and fruits, and went into the water to catch two small fish and threw them into the pot. In the feudal small-scale peasant economy, most villagers still relied on the fields for a living.
Three-thirds of the land is busy trying to fill their stomachs, and the relatively wealthy ones are only a few landowners.
Landlords can rent out their fields, sell their grain, and then buy land when they have money, creating a virtuous cycle; poor families can only live on their own three-quarters of an acre of land because the output of their own land is not enough, so they can only rent land for farming. In ancient times, there were no land exemptions or exemptions.
In accordance with the tax policy, it would be nice to have a year of hard work growing food, excluding the exorbitant taxes and land rent, and being able to feed the whole family with food.
The Zhu family is relatively good. They still have more than ten acres of fertile land. They are considered a middle-class family in the village. However, they can't bear the large number of people. In addition, the uncle is not engaged in production and has a lot of expenses for studying and studying. The old Zhu family is also struggling.
Of course, looking at it from the outside, the Zhu family's life is pretty good. Compared with the common thatched adobe houses in the village, at least the Zhu family's courtyard is a civil structure. However, in fact, the Zhu family's life is not as good as that of ordinary people in the village.
Woolen cloth.
As soon as Zhu Ping'an entered the door, he happened to meet his mother Chen in this life. Mrs. Chen was standing at the door of the yard with raised eyebrows and staring at him. When she saw that he had come back, her eyes turned like ice and snow. She was waiting for her to come back.
Mrs. Chen is in her thirties, wearing a blue coarse cloth jacket with a large placket. Her hair is tied back in a bun with a wooden hairpin, a pair of silver lilacs on her ears, and her brows are somewhat aggressive.
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"Mom, I will never wear crotchless pants again." Zhu Ping'an's short legs had just reached the threshold, and he began to fight for the right not to wear crotchless pants.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Chen grabbed his ears.
"You little bastard, you are so outrageous. I worked so hard to raise you and even frugally made clothes for you. But you still dislike me. You shouldn't wear crotchless pants when you are so old!"
"Mom, ah, it hurts, it hurts. I am no longer a two or three-year-old child." Zhu Pingan held Chen's arm hand in hand and put his toes on it to relieve a little pain.
Shit, you are only five years old. Mrs. Chen looked down at her five-year-old son and said these words. She felt inexplicably happy. Her little son was much livelier than his brother.
Although it was funny, the strength in Chen's hands did not weaken. This brat was not honest to begin with. He had been ill a few days ago, and after he recovered, he became even more skinny and ran around all day long.
"You still know how painful it is. You can't see anyone wandering around all day long. After being abducted by Huazi, I feel at ease." Ms. Chen said and glared at Zhu Pingan. She was still frightened when she thought of a missing child in the county. Fortunately, in the village
It is quite safe for people to come and go.
"Second sister-in-law, if any boy is not wild, it would be better if he has a solid skin, so don't punish Xiao Zhi." Third aunt Zhang, who was washing dishes and chopsticks by the well in the yard, looked at Xiao Zhi with envy and persuaded her from the side.
Mrs. Chen calmed down her anger. Mrs. Zhang had just turned thirty, but so far she only had a daughter, Zhu Pingyu, who was one year younger than Zhu Pingan, so she was particularly envious of Mrs. Chen for having two sons.
"Young man from the third family, please don't plead for him. This bastard just didn't put up the roof for three days." Mrs. Chen said, grabbing Xiao Zhu Ping'an's ears and dragging him to the kitchen.
"Tell me, do you dare to be so wild as to eat at home again?" Mrs. Chen said loudly, but she took out a peeled hard-boiled egg from the steamer, looked out of the window and saw that no one was paying attention.
It was quietly stuffed into Zhu Pingan's hand.
Eggs, Zhu Ping'an's eyes gleamed, and after eating them for more than ten days, they finally tasted meat.
This is simply impossible to refuse.
"It hurts, mother, I don't dare to do it anymore." Zhu Pingan took the egg and screamed in a pretentious manner.
In the 21st century, eating is one of his few hobbies. When "A Bite of China" was broadcast, he was frugal and ate everything cheap and edible. He can definitely be called a veteran.
Foodie now.
It is purely natural and pollution-free, soft in the mouth, and tastes really good. It feels many times more delicious than modern eggs. Of course, it may be because I have only had a simple diet since I came here and don’t know the taste of meat.
Little clever guy, Mrs. Chen smiled angrily, tapped Zhu Pingan's forehead, and whispered, "Eat quickly, it will be served to the table later. You are so obsessed with the big room again."
At this time, Zhu Ping'an's heart felt very warm. Whether it was his pungent mother, his dull father, or his ten-year-old older brother who was neither mature nor honest, all his family members in this life were kind to him from the bottom of their hearts.
A loving father, a loving mother, and a kind brother show warmth everywhere.
This is also the main reason why Zhu Pingan accepted the fact of time travel. As an orphan in the 21st century, he had never experienced the warmth of a family, but here he felt the care of an old cow licking a calf, and he gradually became more willing to do so.
"Mom, you are so kind. I will be filial to you when I grow up." Zhu Ping'an said with emotion while holding Mrs. Chen's thigh. I am your son, and I will be filial to you in the future.
Mrs. Chen saw her youngest son acting like a spoiled child with her, and it was obviously very helpful to her. She felt that her youngest son was much cuter than her elder son. She had previously asked her boss to come over, but the silly boy had such a good character as his father that he couldn't talk about stealing food. The eldest husband almost made Mrs. Chen angry and had to kick him out. Fortunately, his youngest son was not so old-fashioned. He playfully clicked on his forehead and said, "Don't be angry with me. I'll thank God. Shut up now." Just wipe it so you won’t be seen later.”