Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Nothing went wrong after that. Even the remaining fire in the stove went out just when Gu Yue finished taking a shower and put on his clothes.

The clothes that Gu Xu brought were not new. They were about two or three years old. That was because Gu Dashi had grown old and stopped growing, so he could still wear them.

The clothes had a smell of washed wood, but it was much better than the sour and smelly coarse cloth. The only drawback was that I had a head injury and couldn't wash my hair.

There was still some water left in the pot, which had already boiled. Gu Yue took a bowl and drank it. Although it seemed to be from the same source as his bath water, the same was true for city tap water. Moreover, this was ancient, unpolluted natural well water, and it tasted quite good.

Gu Yue simply cleaned up the kitchen, brought a bowl of hot water to Gu Xu, and was about to cross the yard back to the bedroom.

The yard was somewhat brighter.

Gu Yue looked up and saw a brilliant galaxy hanging in the deep night sky. The stars were as dense as gold and spread all over the sky. When he looked up, the arc-shaped sky with the North Star as the midpoint seemed to suck people into the universe. Gu Yue felt dizzy and his body swayed twice.

The starry sky that can only be seen on wallpaper actually exists on such an ordinary and ordinary night...

When Gu Yue was the smallest, he could only see a few stars. The magnificent Milky Way had long been hidden behind the light pollution and smoke of the city. The stars in the universe became the patent of a few scattered "night sky protection areas" or only existed in snow-capped mountains and lakes where few people went.

really beautiful...

Gu Yue was at a loss for words, unable to think of how to describe the magnificence of the starry sky, and could only marvel in his heart:

Damn, that’s awesome.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Yue lowered his head, his neck aching from looking up for too long. Gu Xu stood under the eaves of the bedroom, his hair on his forehead was wet, probably because he had just washed his face.

"Look at the stars. Don't you think they are beautiful?" Gu Yue said.

"Very beautiful." Gu Xu also looked up and asked casually, "Haven't you seen the stars before?"

"Yeah..." Gu Yue said smoothly, and quickly made up for it: "I never cared about this thing before, but I just found it so beautiful today, haha."

Gu Xu just smiled, and it was unclear whether he heard any clues from Gu Yue's words.

"Okay, take a rest. We'll clean up the yard tomorrow." Gu Yue changed the subject and urged Gu Xu to go into the house.

……

This night was extremely restful. Perhaps because Gu Xu's attitude had obviously softened, Gu Yue slept very soundly.

But in the second half of the night, Gu Yue had a dream.

Does it seem like something from the past life? No. It’s not the past life, it’s the present life.

In the magnificent hotel, someone was making a panicked phone call.

"What should I do? What should I do? Look at what you have done! I told you not to spray pesticides, not to spray pesticides, and now it's okay!"

"Fuck it, there's no point in apologizing when the person is dead!"

"Come here quickly and take care of him for me. If we are discovered, it will be all over!"

The voice on the phone was a little fuzzy, and Gu Yue tried hard to listen.

"...Boss...it must be...our negligence..."

"... I found the boss!... I'm an orphan... I don't have many friends..."

"…It's not a big deal…Don't panic, boss…We'll be there soon…"

Gu Yue listened mechanically, and then felt his limbs getting heavier and heavier. He seemed to see his arms being lifted up, and then his thighs. Then he looked up and saw his headless body, falling down in blood...

I grass!

Gu Yue woke up in fright.

The sky was bright and I could tell it was almost noon just by looking at the sunlight without looking outside.

When his consciousness returned to this body, Gu Yue remembered what he had said to Gu Xu yesterday about cleaning up the main hall...

It’s broken, it’s broken!

Gu Yue lifted the quilt that was neatly covering him and quickly got out of bed.

When we got to the yard, Gu Xu was squatting and picking up the sundries. Some large and small items had been arranged in the yard by category, and at least a small path was cleared to lead to the main room.

"You're awake." Gu Xu looked up at him.

Gu Yue was so ashamed. How could he sleep until now? He could only nod. Fortunately, Gu Dashi was a lazy guy, so at least he could maintain his character.

"I just cleaned up a bit. Have you eaten the cake on the table?" Gu Xu's tone was natural, and the last sentence of concern was also said smoothly.

"Oh... did you eat? You're still growing taller, don't feel wronged." Gu Yue said, and went back to the bedroom to get a biscuit. He was indeed hungry. Gu Dashi was so muscular that two small biscuits could not fill him up.

"I've eaten." Gu Xu stood up.

When Gu Yue came out of the room, he heard Gu Xu ask him, "I saw you were not sleeping well just now. Did you have a dream?"

"Ah? I guess so." Gu Yue remembered that he seemed to have dreamed something before waking up, but the more he recalled it, the farther away those fragments were from him. In the end, it was blank. "I forgot, it's nothing serious."

Gu Xu was acting strangely. Not only did he talk more, but he also stopped calling him dad.

Gu Yue then comforted himself: Are you greedy for someone to call you dad? If you don't want to call me dad, then don't call me dad. He is not my biological dad anyway.

After a simple lunch and a change of bandages and medicine, Gu Yue found that this body seemed to heal faster. The stitched wound had closed and was not bleeding much.

Oh, it could also be that the medicine Uncle Beideng left behind is some super magic medicine.

It then became easier to clean the main room, as I could use both hands to lift things.

The main hall and the two side rooms were mostly filled with messy furniture, sacks of cotton, and some clothes. The farmer's family didn't have much property, so although there seemed to be a lot of things, they were actually cleared out quickly.

Some of the furniture looked intact, so they were placed in the sun to cool down before being added to the home. The rotten, worm-eaten, and damaged pieces were piled in a corner to be chopped up for firewood when Gu Yue's arm healed.

The sacks of cotton looked big, but actually they were less than 10 jin, and most of them were yellow and rotten. They poured them out and sorted them roughly. The intact ones could make two sets of cotton clothes and half a quilt for them.

The rest were some clothes. Gu Yue sorted out the deceased's clothes according to Gu Dashi's memory and put them in a box, thinking of burning them together during the Qingming Festival. The remaining five or six pieces were Gu Dashi's own. Some of them could barely be changed and worn, and the other two...

"Xiao Xu, you can just wear these two of mine for now." Gu Yue shook out the two yellow clothes, which didn't even have any patches on them. "What you're wearing is too shabby. I'll make you new ones when I go to town in a few days."

"Okay." Gu Xu had no objection and took the clothes. There was a bit of dust on it, so he could wear it after washing it.

Gu Xu didn't have to run around in his patchwork clothes, and Gu Yue felt more comfortable. Gu Xu was sorting cotton balls, and Gu Yue went into the main room to continue rummaging.

What was more surprising was that there was a bookcase in the east ear room, which contained piles of thread-bound books with blue and yellow covers, and words written in traditional Chinese characters: "The Great Learning", "The Book of Songs", "Confucius and Mencius' Focus", "New Interpretations of the Three Classics", etc. Most of the books also had pages of fine paper with tiny calligraphy, which basically provided annotations to the contents of the books.

Isn’t this a family of poor peasants for eight generations? Where did this book come from?

Gu Dashi had no impression that anyone in the Gu family was educated, and Gu Yue felt confused. He bent down and rummaged through the grid under the table, pulling out a stack of old rice paper, roughly wrapped with a few brushes.

With a snap, something fell out from the stack of rice paper and hit Gu Yue's feet.