Li Xingchen did not become the owner of this body for no reason. The original Li Xingchen rolled down the hillside outside the village and fell into the creek at the bottom of the mountain. Although he did not suffer many skin injuries, when the villagers picked him up,
, it turns out that soul has dissipated and been replaced by another soul from fifteen hundred years later.
Lying in bed for the past two days, Li Xingchen has been able to flexibly control his limbs and thoughts. At this time, his limbs are strong, and the muscles on his lower abdomen and chest can be seen from years of trekking in the mountains, and his skin color is also
The rather healthy wheat color is far different from the white and fat image of my body in my previous life.
When he got out of bed and moved his hands and feet in the room, he felt the power of his body.
"It's good to be healthy, young and have muscles!" Li Xingchen looked at his bulging arm muscles and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"Brother, it's time to eat!" A clear call came from the outer room, and a little girl about ten years old with a double-ring bun jumped out and kept waving her arms at him.
Li Xingchen nodded. After his mother passed away, he had been adopted by Li Cheng, the head of the Li family in the village, so he and Li became Li's surname, and his name was also given by Li Cheng. After all, his mother was frightened and died in childbirth, and she did not specify her last name clearly.
It's so famous that the people in the village can't do anything about it.
There are three surnames in the whole village, the Li family, the Zheng family and the Song family, which naturally form three families. Each of the three families has a clan leader and an area where the family lives. Usually, all matters in the village are
The heads of the three clans met and discussed.
The head of the Li family of this generation is Li Cheng, but Li Xingchen doesn't know why Li Cheng didn't marry and have children until he was in his forties or fifties. Unfortunately, he only gave birth to a daughter, and his wife was also weak after childbirth due to her advanced age.
He died within a few years.
Moreover, because Li Xingchen was born diligent, he not only learned a large number of ancient books and poems from Li Cheng when he was young, but he also worked very hard on other village affairs. He and a group of young people helped build several houses for orphans and widows in the village.
Get up. No matter what the surname is in the village, when they mention Brother Li, they all applaud him.
In the years of war, there were many orphans adopted in the village to continue the family tradition. In addition, Li Xinchen's efforts were well recognized, so everyone simply ignored the identity of Li Xinchen's adopted son and truly regarded him as Li Xinchen.
The young patriarch of the family.
But unexpectedly, the Li family brother fell down the slope. Everyone tried hard to save him, but he actually went crazy. Fortunately, the wandering Taoist priests hired by Li Cheng with a lot of money finally drove away the evil spirits from the mountains that were attached to the Li family brother.
Clean. In the past few days, Li Xingchen was lying peacefully on the bed, while people from the village who came to visit almost crossed the threshold of Li Cheng's house.
It was not easy for everyone during the war, so Li Cheng accepted a few eggs as a token gesture, but this was enough to improve the food for the three members of the Li family.
Li Lian'er waited until Li Xunchen sat down, then Shi Shiran brought bowls and chopsticks to him. Li Xinchen immediately smiled at his sister. Li Cheng walked over slowly and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, this is the old mother in the mountains.
The chicken's eggs will nourish the baby's body. Girl, don't take it from your brother."
Li Lian'er, who was almost drooling, curled his lips and hummed twice, but did not object. This time, it was Li Xingchen's turn to be embarrassed. No matter how he said that he was a young man, let the old man and the little girl see it.
If you eat it by yourself, no matter how thick-skinned you are, you won’t feel sorry for yourself.
So Li Xingchen forced himself to endure his hunger, pushed the bowl of eggs in front of Li Lian'er, and then picked up a chopstick of wild vegetables and ate it with gusto.
When people are hungry, they don't care about what they eat, as long as it can fill their stomachs. As for Li Xingchen secretly, he can only silently swallow the tears in his stomach. He hasn't smelled the smell of meat for so many days, and he hasn't even seen the oil stars.
For a modern person who is accustomed to a life of big fish and meat, this is simply hellish suffering.
Looking up at the surprised Li Lian'er and Li Cheng, Li Xingchen suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
I just couldn't bear it after suffering for a few days, but they have been suffering for ten or even thirty or forty years, and they will continue to suffer for a long time.
However, it has to be said that the mountain spring water in this era is clean and the wild vegetables are healthy. Although they have not had enough rich food for a long time, there is no obvious unhealthy look on the faces of Li Lian'er and Li Cheng, and they are even a little rosy.
This shows that for people of this era, this is already considered a good meal.
"Brother, you should eat it." Li Lian'er hurriedly pushed back, "You usually like to eat this the most, but you always give in to me, but you can't do it this time."
Li Chenggong, who was next to him, watched silently as the two men pushed the bowl of eggs back and forth across the table. Finally, he couldn't help but knock on the table: "Everyone has half, and everyone has a share. If you two keep pushing and pushing like this,
It’ll be cold if you go down!”
With his hands frozen in the air, Li Xingchen was silent for a moment. He inserted his chopsticks into the bowl of scrambled eggs and carefully divided them into two large ones and one small one. He then picked up the small portion by dividing it by three and five.
After eating, he pushed the bowl to Li Lian'er and Li Cheng: "Dad, sister, each of you two has half, I've eaten."
Li Lian'er and Li Cheng were stunned immediately. Neither of them spoke first, but there were tears in their eyes. Li Cheng's hands trembled slightly and he picked up a handful of wild vegetables with chopsticks: "Baby, girl, yes
Daddy is incompetent, and he can't even fill your stomachs, but there is no way. If you want to have food and clothing in your belly these days, you basically have to risk your life. Daddy is old and there is only one person, how can he support you two!
"
After a moment of silence, Li Xingchen suddenly stood up: "Dad, I'm full. You and your sister can eat some first."
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.
Because Li Xingchen knew that he had no way to stay in this room for one more second, otherwise he might not be able to control his tears. At this moment, he finally understood why the people of China were the simplest, most obedient, and most hardworking people in ancient times.
People, because their requirements are really not very high, as long as they can have a full stomach and feed their children, that is enough.
However, for about five thousand years, dynasties have changed and wars have ceased. How many years have there been true peace and prosperity, and how many years have the people really known what it feels like to have enough food and clothing?
After walking all the way to the fence of his house and pressing his hand against the fence, Li Xingchen stopped and breathed heavily. The refreshing mountain air washed his chest and abdomen.
In an instant, he vaguely understood that he was standing here at this moment, not only for himself, but also for his father and sister in the room behind him. Looking at his hands, Li Xingchen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
.
Now I am so incompetent that I cannot even provide food and clothing for three people.
But then Li Xingchen shook his head hard again. He was thinking about what he was thinking. When did a white-collar worker who couldn't take care of himself in the past become a holy mother? In this troubled world of the jungle, even if he still pointed
How can I control others if I am not sure whether I can survive?