The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

The characters in Zhong Wen's mind seemed to have life, and they could be combined without limit.

If Zhong Wen wakes up now, he will be shocked.

Zhong Wen was just an ordinary electrical maintenance worker in his previous life. In terms of memory, Zhong Wen can be said to be a deadhead. Let alone memorizing a thousand-word text, even if he memorized ninety-nine multiplication formulas, Zhong Wen would have to memorize a few days.

Time passed bit by bit, but in Zhong Wen's mind, it was like a computer quickly calculating and combining characters.

Although there are thousands of combinations of these characters, all of these are not difficult for Zhong Wen at this time. Of course, that is just Zhong Wen's opinion at the moment.

It is only a matter of time whether a complete Taoist text can be formed, as for how long, it is hard to say.

Half an hour later, Zhong Wen woke up, not knowing what happened just now.

"This... did I fall asleep? But why is this mind so clear? Why are these characters so clear?"

Zhong Wen talked to himself, completely unaware of how powerful his brain is.

Zhong Wen looked at the wooden chips laid on the ground again, and saw pieces of memory. After not more than 2 minutes, the characters on these wooden chips were all printed in his mind, as if he had memorized them for several years.

"I'm going, what's the situation? Could it be that the thief finally opened his eyes? He gave me a cheat? But I didn't find where the cheat was? Is it the system? It doesn't seem to be there either."

Just after Zhong Wen finished memorizing these wooden characters, he realized that he had a super strong memory, and he was completely overjoyed.

After Zhong Wen checked himself, he didn't find any system, Goldfinger's, and he began to feel lost again.

"Oh my god, he likes to tease people so much, is it fun? Wocao."

Coming back to his senses, Zhong Wen completely ignored this old man. After scolding him a few days ago, he didn't fight anymore. Are we going to fight again today?

"Forget it, you bastard, I'm not in the mood to start a war with you today. When I'm free someday, I'll fight you for [-] rounds."

Zhong Wen raised his head, looked at the sky, and sighed heavily in his heart.

"Brother, what are you fighting for [-] rounds?"

Coincidentally, just now when Zhong Wen spoke to the thief, he did not speak in Mandarin, but in the language of this era, so Xiao Hua heard it.

"Nothing, just kidding."

Zhong Wen looked at Xiao Hua, and knew that the little girl had had enough fun, so she came home to prepare breakfast.

Zhong Wen hurriedly put away the wood chips laid on the ground, and stored them under the thatch mat where he slept in the house, so that his parents would not see them.

Although I saw it yesterday, I should pay attention to it so as not to cause trouble, but Zhong Wen didn't know it, because these wood chips of his own almost killed Zhong Mugen in the next few days.

Although Xiaohuaren is small, there is a living person in his eyes. At this time, he also helped Zhong Wen walk to the house with a few pieces of wood. Zhong Wen was a little moved when he saw it.

Zhong Wen lived for 27 years in the previous life, plus ten years in this life, it can be said that he is completely an old man.

But looking at such a little girl helping his own wood chip, the sympathy in his heart spontaneously arose.

I don't know what influenced Zhong Wen, maybe some war movies and TV shows, maybe it's because I lived too comfortably in my previous life, so I haven't slowed down this kind of thinking, and I have always been in the cognition of my previous life.

Zhong Wen stood by the door, quietly watching Xiao Hua come in and out with the wood chip in her arms.

Tears burst out of his eyes. Looking at the little girl in front of him, he thought about his parents in this life and his family in the previous life. The images of the two lives flashed before Zhong Wen's eyes, and the pain in his heart was hard to describe in words.

"Goodbye, past life, goodbye, parents, goodbye, sister, sister."

Zhong Wen made such a painful decision in his heart, bid farewell to his previous life, and turned everything in his previous life into fly ashes and dissipated in the world.

"Brother, why are you crying? Is your head hurting again?"

After Xiaohua packed up all the pieces of wood, she came to the door outside the house, and suddenly found her brother crying.

"It's okay, little sister, brother got sand in his eyes just now."

Zhong Wen lowered his head and looked at the little flower in front of him, so cute, and his eyes were as clear as the blue sky.

Zhong Wen used to call Xiaohua's name all the time, but at this time, he called Xiaomei, and he put the little girl in front of him in his heart.

In the future, I will take this poor family as the goal of my struggle, take improving the conditions of the family as the main task, honor my parents well, and make sure that they are fed and clothed without being bullied.

"Brother, let me blow it for you. I got sand in my eyes before, and Aniang did it for me."

Xiao Hua heard Zhong Wen say that there was sand in her eyes, and pulled Zhong Wen with both hands so that her brother could squat down.

"Thank you little sister, the sand in my eyes has been rubbed out by me."

Zhong Wen didn't want to lie to his little sister in front of him again, and he didn't want to worry the little girl because of one of his lies.

"My father and mother will be back soon, you can sit there and rest for a while."

Zhong Wen led Xiao Hua and walked towards the stone in front of the open space.

Two or three quarters of an hour later, Zhong Mugen and his wife both returned home, still as usual, with a lot of wild vegetables in a basket, which was also used in their usual wild vegetable porridge.

"Father, after breakfast later, let's go to the forest. You can check out the slings over there. I haven't been there for two days. I guess I've got a hare or something."

While his father was repairing farm tools, Zhong Wen walked over and stood beside Zhong Mugen.

"Okay, I'll go take a look with you in a while."

Zhong Mugen raised his head, looked at his son, and stroked Zhong Wen's little head casually.

Although Zhong Wen's head was still wrapped with a long cloth, but this father's action of loving his son made Zhong Wen feel very awkward.

For breakfast, it is still porridge with wild vegetables, served with some rabbit meat. Although the taste is not very good, it can fill the stomach.

Fortunately, Xiu is also a good cook. The porridge cooked with wild vegetables can wash away some of the smell of wild vegetables. Otherwise, it would be full of wild vegetables.

Without too much salt and cooking oil, being able to cook such porridge with wild vegetables shows that Xiu's ability is extraordinary.

Chapter 15 Jong Mok-geun's decision

After breakfast.

Under the leadership of Zhong Wen, Zhong Mugen carried a basket and went to the forest.

Before leaving, both Xiu and Xiaohua gave good advice, fearing that the two men in the family might make mistakes.

For Xiu, Zhong Mugen is her sky, and Zhong Wen is the earth. If there is a problem between the sky and the earth, it will really be the collapse of the sky and the earth.

The father and son were walking in the forest overgrown with thorns and weeds. Fortunately, there was no dew, otherwise it would be even more difficult to walk in the forest.

Zhong Mugen walked in front, following Zhong Wen's instructions, and walked forward.

And this small path that Zhong Wen and his sister walked twice a few days ago can be regarded as slowing down the speed of the father and son.

After more than a quarter of an hour, he finally came to the place where the suspenders were.

"Xiaowen, that's really good. Look, here's another hare. Since your head was injured, you've become smarter. This trick is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

Zhong Mugen took down a hare from the sling, held it in his hand, and looked at his son with great admiration in his heart.

"Father, these slings are very common, but people in the village don't hunt, so naturally no one will get these things."

Zhong Wen was a little embarrassed by his father's praise, this extremely ordinary thing, when it came to Zhong Mugen's mouth, Zhong Wen was about to be praised to the sky.

On the way to check, there were two or three hares, and one pheasant, but one of the pheasants seemed to be bitten by some animal, and the pheasant feathers all over the place made Zhong Mugen sigh.

Zhong Mugen put the hare and pheasant into the basket, ready to walk out of the forest with Zhong Wen.

But Zhong Wen was thinking that these slings should be replaced. They have been placed in this area for several days, and there will not be many prey in this area if they want to trap more prey.

"Father, change these slings to another place. This place has been placed for several days, and there are probably no wild rabbits left."

Zhong Wen called out to stop his father who was about to leave.

"That's right, Xiaowen, you're more thoughtful, daddy will re-arrange it now."

Zhong Mugen then took out all the slings and carried them in the basket.

"Let's go a little further there, but we can't go further in. The deeper the forest, the more wild beasts, we have to be careful."

Zhong Mugen raised his head and looked into the depths of the forest, wanting to go, but fearing that something might happen, he had to move sideways to another forest, followed closely by Zhong Wen.

It can be said that it is really difficult to walk in the mountain forest without roads. Fortunately, Zhong Mugen is taller. If Zhongwen and Xiaohua brothers and sisters come, it can be said to be difficult for them.

"Father, this little stick should be inserted deeper into the soil, and the socket should be aligned with the small passage where the hare walks."

Zhong Wen taught his father how to arrange the slings hand in hand. The scene looked like a teacher teaching a student, but at this time it was the other way around, the son was teaching Lao Tzu.

Two quarters of an hour later, all the suspenders were finally finished.

Afterwards, Zhong Mugen took Zhong Wen out of the forest and walked home.

After returning home, Xiu and Xiaohua sat on the stone in front of the open space and waited for the two men at home to come back.

"Father, is there another hare? Now it's all right, there are a few more hares in the house."

Seeing her husband and son walking towards the house, Xiu quickly stood up from the stone, saw some hares and a bitten pheasant in the basket, and immediately became happy.

"It's a good day. If it weren't for Xiaowen's tricks, our family really wouldn't have any hare meat to eat."

Zhong Mugen happily handed the basket to Xiu, and from Zhong Mugen's eyes, he could see a hint of pride.

"These hares will come to clean up later, we also have to work in the fields, Xiaowen, Xiaohua, you two should be good at home."

Xiu took the basket and put it in the stove, and then went to work with Zhong Mugen and the two of them fighting the hoe.

The brothers and sister Zhong Wen stood in front of the open space, looking at the backs of their parents who had gone away, just like Zhu Ziqing's article "Back Views", tears began to well up in their eyes.

"Brother, what are we doing today? I'm going to collect some firewood at home."

As the backs of her parents disappeared into the distance, Xiao Hua turned her head and looked at Zhong Wen beside her.

"Well, let's go pick up some firewood and come back later."

Zhong Wen looked at Xiaohua and was sure that the little girl was only four years old, but listening to what she said, she really didn't look like a four-year-old girl, but she looked like a teenage girl, and family matters were always on her mind put it on.

Zhong Wen couldn't understand the children of this era, there are too many precocious and sensible ones. According to the previous life, the four-year-old girl was still at the age of acting like a baby in the arms of her grandparents, but this little girl of hers was sensible. There is no way not to feel distressed.

The two brothers and sisters walked towards the edge of the forest, casually at the edge of the forest, or went a few tens of meters deep, picking up some firewood.

Tie up the firewood you picked up, and carry or drag it to your home.

Time passed bit by bit, like the leaves of the trees falling with the spring breeze.

The brothers and sisters back home had nothing to do, so Zhong Wen had to sit under a tree in front of the open space.

Xiao Hua also passed by, and sat down next to Zhong Wen. The siblings looked at each other and smiled, everything was so natural and beautiful.

Perhaps this beauty is only based on not being hungry, even if there is no food in the stomach, but all these are beautiful to Xiaohua.

Zhong Wen, who squinted his eyes, began to recall the characters on the wood chips, and Xiao Hua, leaning against Zhong Wen, seemed to be asleep. Perhaps in Xiao Hua's dream, there were all kinds of delicious food floating around.

It is said that in the farmland at this time, many people in the village are busy watering and weeding.

Weeding rice fields is something that must be done every day. Due to the cultivation of the fields, a lot of weeds appear. In addition, the fields here are not good fields, so there are relatively more weeds.

"Brother Mu Gen, why are you here so late today? You won't be making babies at home, right? Haha."

A villager saw Zhong Mugen and his wife going to the field with a hoe at such a late hour, and they started talking and joking.

After hearing this, Xiu's face immediately turned red. Maybe this was just a common dirty joke of the peasant family, but after hearing this, the woman would always feel a little embarrassed.

"Brother Lin, you are here early. My Xiaowen is injured, so I need to take good care of it."

Zhong Mugen then responded, but he didn't dare to tell about the matter of going to the mountains to pick up rabbits. For Zhong Mugen, this matter needs to be kept secret.

"By the way, how is your Xiaowen doing now? Are you okay?"

Brother Lin also knew about Zhong Wen's injury, so he quickly asked.

"Brother Lin, my family Xiaowen is fine, and Li Daochang in the temple has also seen it. After a few days, it will be completely healed."

Zhong Mugen resisted the hoe, and as he walked, he responded casually, so as to reassure Brother Lin.

"That's fine, that's fine."

After that Brother Lin heard it, he didn't feel very worried. It was just a normal greeting, but it didn't seem like any child in the village was injured or gone.

The brother Lin called by Zhong Mugen is also a tenant in the village. His family name is Yu and his first name is Xiaolin. Things got messed up, so when they met each other, they were called Brother Lin. Of course, the elders in the village still called him Xiao Lin.

Zhong Mugen and his wife came to their field and started to weed the paddy field.

"Miss, you said that Xiaowen in our family has changed a lot since he was injured in the head. He came up with a man who used a condom to cover the hare. He went to Guanli to copy the scriptures yesterday, but our family didn't have the money to send him to study. , blame me for being useless as a father."

While pulling weeds, Zhong Mugen started talking about Zhong Wen to Xiu.

"Husband, there is only so much food in the house. We can't sell it for money to send Xiaowen to study. If this is the case, then we will have no food to eat."

For her son, Xiu only felt distressed, not because she was reluctant to part with the food. If she really wanted to sell the food at home, the family would have to go to the mountains to drink the northwest wind.

"Is it necessary to sell grain? Our family doesn't have much grain in the first place. There are still three months until the summer harvest. This is not possible. What I mean is to go to Guanli to borrow some money to send Xiaowen Go to study and read, lady, do you think this is feasible?"