The daily life of a farmer through farming

The old man with a simple and honest smile came into view, and then looked to the side, it was a thin and weak brother trembling with a chipped rice bowl, his eyes that should have been alert and lively were half drooping as if he had lost his soul. The bloodless thin cheeks and the trembling white lips all showed that he was afraid of himself.

What is different from the young man is the old man, who has not stopped smiling since he woke up, making his ravine face more popular, thick black and white eyebrows, and his eyebrows and eyes bent when he smiled, which reminds Bai Shui of the respected man he once respected. Father's adoptive father, feeling sad, coughed lightly, the sudden pain in his head made him bend over and hold his head tightly, not knowing what to do.

"Young master, but I have a headache again. This old slave shouldn't let you follow the shabby customs of this shabby place, and why should you toast with Lao Shizi's wine? Besides, this wine may not be good. After all, the young master is not like those country people who are used to this rough food. brewed wine."

He wanted to speak but found that his throat was still dry. Looking at the young man who was still holding his rice bowl and not making any movements, he couldn't help but look at his clothes and the surrounding environment even more. He happened to see himself through the bronze mirror beside him. pale face.

His eyebrows and eyes are completely different from his previous life, and Bai Shui's guess can't help but be confirmed, this is time-traveling!It would be a lie to say that he was not panicked, but he still had to remain calm, for fear that the two people in front of him would find out something. He was not sure whether this unknown dynasty could accept the matter of crossing. It's scary to think about it.

In the mirror, he looked like a frail young man, Bai Shui couldn't accept it for a while, with black hair and white skin, handsome and proud, Danfeng eyes with a few hints of deep, thin lips and red lips, such a look should be an actor in modern times.But his body and bones are much worse than before. Fortunately, my previous hobby was to practice Sanda, so I can still do it by strengthening my body.

Looking at the things and furnishings in this house, it is so pitiful!There is nothing else in this room except for the three big men, a bed, a chair, the limping table, and the two-star happy character. Looking up at the thatched roof, Bai Shui is a little dazed.

"Master, do you have a severe headache? This old slave will go to the town to get you a doctor!"

Bai Shui waved his hands hastily, grasping the hem of the old man's clothes as if he was afraid, his head still hurting, silently enduring the dull pain, closing his eyes but a series of strange memories formed in his mind, Bai Shui forced I slowly accepted this sudden and fragmented memory fragment.

The owner of this body has been in poor health due to accidentally falling into the lotus pond a few years ago, and because his biological mother died of anger at the concubine Liu Shi, he was surrounded by Liu Shi and his half-brother all day long. The younger brother bullied her and became even more taciturn. When she reached the age of marriage, she was arranged to live in Jingchuan, which is now a remote village.

What is even more astonishing is that the original owner was forced to marry a man. According to this memory, Bai Shui can more or less know the customs here. Only poor and clanging families will marry a man. It is legal, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is a symbol of incompetence.

Bai Shui sighed and sorted out his thoughts. After making some psychological achievements, he slowly said, "Forget it, it's okay, it's better to save some money." , It can be seen that the more people there are, the easier it is to make mistakes.

Bai Shui's opening once again attracted the attention of the old man who was sitting by the bed. The surprise in the eyes of the old man made Bai Shui puzzled. Open your mouth and ask, "What did I say wrong?"

"No, no, I just feel relieved that the young master is more talkative than before!" Ever since the young master fell into the lotus pond, he has been unwilling to communicate with others. Now that he has finally recovered, it doesn't mean that the master doesn't feel sorry for the child. His slave doesn't feel bad.

According to memory, the name of this old man was Uncle Fu. He was a servant who took care of the original owner since he was a child. Because he became depressed after drowning, he could no longer win the love and attention of the original owner's father. Make time to take care of the owner of this body.

The owner of this body not only has the same name as himself, but also has many similarities with his own situation. There is always an illusion that this person is himself in another world. This kind of origin makes Bai Shui cherish this opportunity of rebirth even more, even though he I feel sorry for my father and mother who raised me, but under the premise that I can't go back, this kind of thinking is the motivation for me to live.

"Master, even though our lives are bad, we are still blessed."

Uncle Fu laughed. This laughter not only frightened Bai Shui, but also frightened the little brother who had been standing by the side silently holding the rice bowl. Speaking of which, this little brother was also surprised why he hadn't seen him say a word?Is it dumb?

Uncle Fu saw that Bai Shui kept looking at the thin little brother, his face raised a few traces of strangeness, his brows slightly frowned and impatiently told the man, "Quick, don't stick around here, go boil the water! I will fight for this." I'll teach you how to do it in a few days." How could such a child allow himself to hand over the precious young master to him, he was really worried and tortured.

Seeing that the man was running away without any nostalgia, Bai Shui saw the smile on Uncle Fu's face again after Bai Shui left.

"Young master, this old slave promised his wife long ago to take good care of him, but now he has allowed him to suffer such humiliation, this old slave deserves to die!"

"Uncle Fu, don't say such things again. If it weren't for Uncle Fu, Bai Shui would have starved to death on the street. Now he is lucky to settle down in Jingchuan." Bai Shui stopped Uncle Fu from kneeling with sharp eyes. Letting the old man kneel down doesn't mean that he is inhuman?

Then listen to Uncle Fu again.

"The young master is a good boy, and this old slave sees it. Although we are married to a man now, it does not prevent us from living a good life. This old slave Lu Yu has investigated it long before the young master got married. Although he is a bit dull, but fortunately he is not He will ride on the young master's head, besides, this child is also a hard-fated one, his mother was once taken to the mountain by robbers, and after she ran out, she was found to be pregnant not long after."

Bai Shui still listened carefully, and Uncle Fu also spoke happily.

"This Lu Yu should have been loved as much as his elder brother and sister, but this countryman didn't think too little. He suspected that this Lu Yu was not a seedling of the old Lu's family. He hadn't gotten it since he was born. The good looks of his family, this Lu family is a money lover, once they heard that someone bought a husband and wife, they sold this Lu Yu to us."

"Wouldn't he resist? No man would be willing to do this, would he?"

Bai Shui looked at the man who was struggling to carry the pole on his thin shoulders through the half-opened wooden window, and a sense of irritability came from his heart. He really didn't understand what was going on in this thin Lu Yu's heart. Uncle Fu was on the side He clicked lightly, and continued to explain.

"Resisting that, how can there be no hello, I heard from Mi Shi next door that Lu Yu was once locked outside by his father for one night. Although it is summer now, it rained for a whole night that night! The old slave yesterday Seeing that he was still shaking when he married the young master! Hey! There is no shortage of hard-working people these days!"

Bai Shui's temperament can be regarded as cold to those who don't know it. After all, the environment he lived in since he was a child did not give him the right to love, but fortunately, he met his adoptive father later, which changed his cold temperament.

Today's Bai Shui doesn't know Lu Yu very well, but judging from Lu Yu's various performances, Bai Shui doesn't hate him. Thin figure, and the frightened eyes that are often shown are no longer eye-catching, every time Bai Shui sees Lu Yu's forbearance and frightened expression, he will feel an inexplicable pity in his heart.

During this period, Bai Shui lay on the bed for a few more days, and the doctor who saw him said that his body was always weak, and this time he was dizzy from drinking, and he had to rest in bed for a few days before he could go to the ground. During the time, apart from Lu Yu who occasionally came to the hall to bathe and change clothes, the one I saw the most was Uncle Fu who was full of eager eyes.

"Uncle Fu, you see that my body and bones are almost rested, so let me go out to meet the sun!" Bai Shui begged, seeing Uncle Fu's embarrassed face, he said again, "I will definitely take care of myself. I lay down like a fool for a few days."

Seeing such a docile young master, Uncle Fu compromised, "Although the sun is a bit sunny today, the young master should be more careful when going out, and the old slave will go to lunch."

After Uncle Fu left the room, Bai Shui couldn't sit still anymore and got up to have an unfriendly meeting with the sun here. The sun is poisonous enough and the hottest summer day is noon. With this protective earth wall, I couldn't help sneezing, maybe I didn't feel used to seeing such open sunlight for a long time, so I had to cover my forehead with my hands to cover some sunlight and looked at this The surrounding situation.

The ground is soft sand without any weeds, stepping on it is like walking on a sponge. There is only a turquoise stone slab at the door of the house, and the stone slabs are connected to form a walking path until the gate. It's not as antique as what I saw in the movie, but it has a different taste.The entire yard is very large. In front of the house is a piece of black land used for planting. Now it is empty. From Baishui’s point of view, it has been planted enough for four seasons to make a living. The neighbors cannot be seen through the earthen wall. Every household is zero. They are scattered here and there, which is different from Bai Shui's childhood memories. The rural flavor is less. After seeing enough, I look back at my own field. There are some things missing. I set out to look for the small branches in the yard. When he was adding a fence to the vegetable garden, the gate opened with a "creak", and Baishui followed the sound and looked over.