I am old in the Han Dynasty

Looking at the cobwebs on the roof, pulling off the yellowed burlap bedding, a musty smell penetrated his nostrils, Xie Lang wondered where he was.

hiss!

A sudden piercing pain caused Xie Lang to collapse, and a memory that did not belong to him appeared in his mind.

"Sanlang, are you awake?"

Xie Lang tensed up, unconsciously grabbed something at hand, and stared at the direction from which the voice came.

With a creak, the broken wooden door was pushed open, and a man in his early forties with curly hair and a brown bunt came in.

Xie Lang was puzzled, did he really arrive in the Western Han Dynasty?

If it's true... Looking down, the clothes on his body are very similar to those of the person who came here. The pants are baggy, the jacket is too long, and the bed under him is, no, much shorter than the bed, without legs, more like an ancient couch.

"Sauro."

Xie Lang looked up at the person walking towards him, and tentatively asked, "Uncle?"

"It's me. What's the matter?" The man squatted down and touched Xie Lang's head.

Xie Lang reflexively grabbed the man's arm.

The man jumped and exclaimed, "You——his, Saburo, what are you doing?"

Realizing that the person who came was not an enemy, but a relative of his body, Xie Lang let go of his hand, and a trace of embarrassment quickly flashed in his eyes, "...I have grown up, don't you always treat me like a child."

"Because of this." The man rubbed his painful arm. When did the child's hands become so strong?He must be regarded as the group of fools in Shanhuangli.

Consciously found the answer, the man didn't want to blame him, so he pretended not to care and smiled, "You will also be my nephew of Xie Jianye when you are 90 years old. Is your headache better? If not, I will go to them."

"People from Shanhuangli?" Xie Lang asked tentatively.

Xie Jianye nodded, "Yes, that's them."

It turned out that all this was true.

Xie Lang was an intelligence officer in his previous life, and fell into the ocean due to a plane accident.I thought I was bound to die, but when I opened my eyes, I didn't see the legendary Paradise, but turned into Xie Sanlang, a farmer from the Han Dynasty.

Sericulture where Xie Sanlang lives is a small village composed of more than 80 households.It was early spring, the season for planting spring wheat, and because there had been no rain for several days, the head of the sericulture village organized the villagers to dig ditches to divert water.

The men, women and children in the silkworm farm worked hard for six or seven days, and dug to the edge of the Wei River, but the river suddenly became shallow.

It also means that the people in the silkworm farm have to continue digging.

Before digging the ditch, we measured it, and according to the previous digging, the water must be diverted, but the water in the river will be three feet less in a few days, which is impossible.

Li was checking along the Weihe River, and found that Shanhuangli in the upper reaches was also digging the river to divert water, and dug two more.

Lizheng negotiated with the head of Shanhuangli to save some for silkworm breeding.

Somehow the conversation failed, and Lizheng was beaten back.

Everyone in the sericulture farm was surnamed Xie, and they belonged to the same family. Lizheng was beaten, that is, his own family was beaten. The men, women, and children in the silkworm farm were unwilling, so they went to Shanhuangli with hoes and shovels to ask for an explanation.

Xie Sanlang is obliged to follow him.

Xie Jianye saw that his eldest nephew was frowning, as if he was thinking about something, and asked concerned, "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing. I was wondering who hit me."

Xie Lang's extra memory was Xie Sanlang's short life, until an old man named Xie Yuan shouted, "Sanlang be careful!" and pushed Xie Sanlang away.Xie Sanlang felt a pain in the back of his head, seeing the hoe flying towards him turned to Xie Yuan, before he reminded Xie Yuan to be careful, he passed out, and then turned into Xie Lang.

Xie Lang always felt that Xie Yuan, the one who saved Xie Sanlang, was more than good, "Uncle, brother Xie Yuan, is he alright?"

"Oh, I'm here to tell you about this." Xie Jianye's face was full of annoyance, "When the chief told us to go to Shanhuangli, I should have stopped him." He couldn't help sighing again.

"Where is Brother Xie now?"

"At his house. His son is going to carry Lao Xie to Shanhuangli, and everyone is thinking about countermeasures." Xie Jianye said.

Is it possible to solve it in private, and a life pays for a life.

Xie Lang learned from his memory that it was the third year of Yuanguang, the early days of Liu Che's administration, the general Wei Qing was not yet a general, Huo Qubing was still a child, and there were many capable ministers and officials in Chang'an City, so there was no need to worry about the eight-character yamen opening to the south. Money comes in.

When the head of the silkworm farm went to report to the officials, Ting Wei would definitely handle it impartially.

"Report directly to the official. What countermeasures do you want?"

"It's easy to report to the government." When mentioning this matter, Xie Jianye couldn't help sighing, "Although we can't see who beat Lao Xie, the government will definitely find out."

Xie Lang nodded, "Yes. They don't want to seek justice for Brother Xie?"

After saying it, Xie Lang suddenly remembered something.

In his previous life, he saw a child stealing things from the supermarket on the Internet. After being discovered by the people in the supermarket, the child's mother taught the child a lesson in public. The child felt ashamed and committed suicide.At that time, the child's family did not call the police, but carried the child's body to the entrance of the supermarket to demand compensation.

"They want to extort money?" Xie Lang asked.

Xie Jianye nodded, "Yes."

Xie Lang couldn't say anything more.They are of the same race as Xie Yuan, but they are not his immediate relatives.Xie Yuan's son was unwilling, so Xie Jianye went to the city to find the government. Even if the result was good, Xie Yuan's son had no money to take, so he would hate Xie Jianye for it.

Xie Lang: "Uncle came to look for me, did he ask me to go with them?"

"No." Xie Jianye said, "Xie Yuan's youngest son died the year before last. After his youngest daughter-in-law remarried, Xie Yuan has been raising the next child. Do you know this?"

Xie Yuan's family is on the east side of the village, close to the mountain, Xie Lang's family is on the west side of the village, the fields are behind his house, and most of his relatives are on the west side, so he rarely goes to the east side, and he is not familiar with the people there, including Xie Yuan. .

He didn't know Xie Yuan and rescued Xie Sanlang. Xie Lang couldn't understand how such a kind elder could raise a son who wanted to exchange his father's corpse for money even before his father's bones were cold.

"I know." Xie Lang asked, "Is that child hurt too?"

Xie Jianye: "No. Didn't I just say that the big guys are discussing countermeasures?"

"and then?"

"Xie Yuan's two sons said that his father died for us big guys and left another child behind. They each have three children to raise, and it is really difficult to raise another little seven. I hope we can help them. "

Xie Lang was dumbfounded.

In the past, I only knew that troublemakers came from poor mountains and rivers.Cooperating with the people at the feet of the ancient emperor is also this virtue.

Xie Jianye has always envied Xie Yuan, his son is hardworking and capable, and his daughter-in-law manages the house. It is not 01:30 that is better than his own son and wife.After today's incident, he would rather his son be lazy, with high eyes and low hands, than those who have no conscience.

Xie Lang couldn't help asking, "If you ask us for money so blatantly, will the villagers give it?"

"The old one is gone, and the young one is left behind. Li is about to give it. Most people agree. Those who have money will give ten or twenty yuan, and those who have no money will give three to five yuan." Xie Jianye said and looked at Xie Lang, "I just came to ask how much you plan to pay."

Xie Lang met Xie Jianye's eyes. If he read it correctly, his uncle wanted him to do more.

Xie Sanlang's father was a blacksmith, and his mother was good at raising silkworms and weaving cloth. The couple were hardworking and frugal. They lived in the earthen house they built when they got married. The walls were cracked and they didn't want to push it to rebuild. They saved a lot of money.

Last year, Xie Sanlang's parents accidentally ate poisonous mushrooms picked from the mountain and died, and it didn't cost much to buy the funeral for the old couple.Gein's coffin was made by Xie Sanlang himself.

Xie Sanlang was able to escape the catastrophe at that time because he was sick and had no appetite that day.I never thought that I still didn't hide.

Now that Xie Sanlang has become Xie Lang, his family's money has not changed, he shirks that he has no money, and Xie Jianye doesn't believe it either.But let him give the money to that kind of person, Xie Lang would rather throw it in the water and listen to the sound.

"How much does uncle expect me to pay?"

Xie Jianye: "You pay thirty, I give twenty, and we make up fifty?"

"You are really generous." Thirty cash is enough to make two sets of linen clothes.It's really generosity of others and the benevolence of a woman.Xie Lang took a look at the patched clothes on his body, and said unhappily.

Xie Jianye sighed: "People are gone, so don't worry about it so much."

"If you give them the money, will they raise that child?" Xie Lang was very suspicious, don't want to sell his nephew.Sell?Xie Lang suddenly had an idea in his mind, "I mean take good care of it."

Xie Jianye didn't understand, "What's a good way to raise it?"

"What does their child have, what does that child have."

Xie Jianye habitually wanted to say, this is for sure.But when he thought that Xie Yuan's son would carry his old father's body to the mountains to extort money, he would probably treat his nephew as a slave.

"You can't even do this?" Xie Lang asked, he had already expected this result, and became more determined in his mind, "Uncle, I want to raise that child."

Xie Jianye: "What do you raise?" His expression froze, "Son, you, do you want to raise that child? You are only seventeen, how will you raise a child to start a family in the future? Saburo, is your head still hurting? Wait, I'll find it for you. wizard."

Xie Lang stretched out his hand to grab him, "Uncle, I'm fine." Noticing his right hand, he suddenly thought of the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that had followed him for half his life.

He spread his right hand calmly and put it on the coarse quilt. Only he could see the picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains safe and sound, Xie Lang immediately felt relieved.

The map of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains is a vast world, which contains mountains, rivers, seas, and four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. In a word, there is everything in the world except people and birds and animals.

Xie Lang was selected during his university military training in his previous life, and then brought to the special forces to become an intelligence officer.This "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map" appeared suddenly when he was on the verge of starving to death while he was on a mission to avoid the enemy's pursuit and interception.

With the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map", raising a child is not difficult for him at all.What's more, he can accumulate blessings for himself and repay Xie Yuan for saving his life.

Xie Jianye didn't know that his nephew had turned into Xie Lang, and he didn't know that his origin was unusual, so he asked, "Why did you raise that child?"

"Xie Yuan died to save me."

Xie Jianye blurted out, "What did you say?"

"It wasn't him who pushed me. I was the one whose head was cut open." Xie Lang said honestly.

Xie Jianye was tongue-tied, "...Really?"

"It's absolutely true. I just asked you if he was okay, so I wanted to tell you about it." Xie Lang said, "I heard that their two sons wanted to extort money from people in Shanhuangli, so I didn't intend to say it.

"But when I think of the little grandson held in the palm of Xie Yuan's hands, his life will be worse than that of a pig and dog in the future. I feel uneasy, so I decided to tell you. Uncle can't say it."

Xie Jianye nodded again and again, "I know, those two bastards will abduct you if they find out about it."

"Yes. Uncle is still persuading me?" Xie Lang asked.

Xie Jianye didn't want to see a four-year-old child become a slave, so he couldn't persuade him, "You can raise it. What about the future?"

"I'm seventeen now, and it won't be too late to get married in seven or eight years. By that time, the child will be grown up, and I don't need to watch over the child, but can help me look after the child." Xie Lang said, "I don't want to find a wife for him. Even if you send him to the army to make contributions, the villagers will not say anything."

Xie Jianye thought about it carefully, "You're right. Besides, if you save a dime a year, it will be enough to marry that child for seven or eight years."

"Uncle is right. What I said was the worst plan." Xie Lang said, "It's just that I have another worry. I raise that child so that he can make money. Will Xie Yuan's two sons steal it from me? ?”

Xie Jianye nodded, "It's possible."

"Then can you adopt me as your son?" Xie Lang asked.