I live in prehistoric

"If you do this, they will lose the exploration of enlightenment thoughts, the literary inspiration of mediocre rhythm, and the coherent inheritance of Chinese culture. Can you take responsibility?"

When Gong Xi saw this, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped.He really does not have the qualifications and ability to bear the so-called consequences of changing history and affecting the future.He just wanted to leave Xiangzi and the others with everything he could give.

"Who is this person? He's so out of breath!"

"Is it only possible to follow the history from the complex writing system to the pinyin stage? Isn't it a pity to waste so much time exploring? Without any rhyme, there is no culture? Literati can't write poetry. Can’t write words, can’t make articles? Isn’t this really constipation and complaining about the toilet?”

"Should we first cut down trees, dig coal, and destroy the environment, then develop new energy sources, and then criticize the old model?"

"The person who said that must know the ancient spelling method? That's the way to teach your own children? Otherwise, what are you keeping it for?"

Gong Xi was surprised to witness the sudden start and hasty end of a small debate, and Xiangzi's teaching plan did not run aground.If he wants not to affect history, does he need to completely erase the traces of his existence?

He doesn't want to!He can't do it.

a, o, e, i, u, u...

Xiangzi studied hard, practicing pronunciation following Gong Xi's deliberately exaggerated mouth shape.Because he can speak and his brain is easy to use, he learned quickly, and only need to memorize the pinyin.

Drawing on the ground with branches, Gong Xi slapped his thigh suddenly: It is not enough to make paper, we have to make pens!

Xiangzi looked at him with a gentle smile, eyes full of doting.

When Gong Xi went to see the paper to be dried the next day, he was pleased with its shape...

"What! Did you even get the paper out? Do you mean that you don't intend to let oracle bone inscriptions and bamboo slips come out? You are changing history wantonly!"

"That, Professor Zhang! I remember I told you that, according to the coordinates of the preliminary analysis, there are parallel worlds, and they may not have the same historical process as ours. Don't be so excited all the time!"

"So, can the history of other worlds be tampered with casually?"

"Professor Zhang, this statement is wrong! They, like us, live in the present. So at most it is changing the present, not the past."

"Then have you ever thought about the impact that rash inventions will have on future generations? Without oracle bone inscriptions, what archeology will we have in the future?"

"What kind of professor, it's really strange! Could it be that our ancients invented oracle bone inscriptions for archaeological purposes for you? If you want archaeology, how can you ask others how to live? Isn't this funny!"

"Exactly! Now that people have passed away, do they still have to keep their remains as disease research specimens for future generations?"

"Xiangzi and the others are obviously not our prehistoric humans. According to this professor, they have to grow up like apes, shut their mouths and cannot speak?"

"Primitive people only live for 30 to [-] years. Do they all have to die before you can get the verification of history?"

"We just phased out paper, so it's wrong if people use it early? According to this, we have to phase out one by one? Isn't this formalism and dogmatism!"

That professor didn't mean what you understand, it's just for archeology... Gong Xi looked at the sky helplessly, feeling upset.He wondered if he should procrastinate for a longer time, but just like what the professor said, he would unconsciously push Xiangzi and the others to change their way of life. Is this good or bad?

Wenger left a message: Professor Zhang... was stunned.He is an old professor of history, so it is inevitable that he is more serious, so you don't have to pay attention to his words.

Gong Xi left a message: What he said makes sense...

Wenger left a message: As long as you can think about it, you will be back soon anyway.It's just a fat butterfly, how big a wave can it beat?

Gong Xi left a message: I hate your metaphors!

Wenger left a message: Experts will watch your live broadcast one after another, if you don't like it... just turn it off.

If you close it, you can stay for a longer period of time. In fact, it feels a bit self-deceiving.It is impossible for him to stay in prehistory for a lifetime, and he may not be able to bear it.He still has relatives and friends in modern times, and he always wants to go back.

Just now, it was Wenger who blocked the professor's words.Otherwise, Gong Xi would not have the courage to say that he can do whatever he wants.He is used to being an obedient card who listens to others and does not express opinions, until he meets Xiangzi...

He is willing to listen to his own words, he supports his own decision, and he cares about his own mood.He made Gong Xi feel that he also has his own opinions and strength!

With the familiar chest on his back, Xiangzi wrapped his arms around his waist, with a sculpted face resting on his shoulders.Turn around and give him a soft kiss.That reluctance turned into tenderness, which made them envy each other even more.

Watching their interaction, Wenger felt sour, full of jealousy, but was overwhelmed by worry in an instant: Gong Xi, why are you doing this?Do you know how many light years you are apart?

The first batch of "paper" was not very successful, it was just a thin resin, which shattered when touched.Gong Xi felt uncomfortable somewhere behind her for a moment, and then turned her grief into excitement, and spread the sap thicker.If it's not a problem with the raw materials, it's because the props in full bloom are not suitable!Probably should use bamboo plaque?As for the defective products, they were all returned to the furnace.

After listening to his explanation, Xiangzi immediately took him to find the grandmother who mentioned before that she could sew clothes.

It turned out that this grandma was not only because she was old enough to be honored by him, but...he was Xiangzi's grandmother!

"Xiangzi still has relatives!"

"Grandma should still be very close!"

"Is it because of an old saying, 'A daughter who is married off is a water that is thrown away'?"

"Meet the other party's parents? I'm so nervous for the broadcaster!"

This grandma, according to Xiangzi's introduction, Gong Xi estimated that she should be in her 50s.In this era background, it should be regarded as "longevity".

Compared with modern mothers and aunts, she looked older: her skin was withered and yellow, her body was fleshless, the wrinkles on her face sunk all her facial features, and her hair was loose like dry grass.Only the way she looked at Xiangzi was very kind and deep.

"Xiangzi's mother and grandmother both gave birth when they were about 15 years old, so Xiangzi got married too late!"

"They didn't have a wedding ceremony~ Xiangzi might be waiting for the palace seal!"

"Upstairs, I like your explanation!"

"Family love is indelible. Although they don't have strict ethics, they still have this side in their nature."

"Xiao Xiangzi, have you come to see me?" Grandma put down the work in her hands, and held the hand Xiangzi handed over in her palm, feeling very fond of it. "Have you been here for a long time?"

Gong Xi was being moved by this simple but strong family affection, when she noticed that Xiangzi glanced at her, she seemed shy... What's the situation?

"Grandma, I've been with him, so... I brought him to see you." Xiangzi's tone was full of gentleness, just like a child acting like a baby to the old man, but the content of the words... quite Embarrassing!

"Pfft! Honest Xiangzi!"

"I have a daughter-in-law, so I don't have time to see you, Grandma!"

"Wait! This grandma can also accept her grandson looking for a man?"

"Probably... aren't they very close?"

"It is estimated that there is something wrong in it, causing their connection to be loose."

"This..." The old man was stunned, looked at Gong Xi, wondering: "You are not from our place, are you? I have never seen you before." Gong Xi nodded nervously.

Grandma held Xiangzi's palm with one hand, and covered his wrist with the other, and asked with concern and caution: "You are all the same, it's okay if you can't have a baby?" Xiangzi still looked at her obediently , nodded without hesitation.

"...It's okay, it's okay. You guys have a good time, it's better than anything else." Grandma's eyes became moist at some point, and her voice was choked with sobs. "The one at home, I don't know who gave birth to it, so what's the job?"

It is said that at this time, a woman entered the door with haste and panic on her face.It was only after seeing that there were people in the room that he stood still and stabilized his emotions.

"You...going to throw the child away again?" Grandma's sunken eyes widened, filled with resentment and despair. "It was born by you! Are you willing to part with it? You go and get it back for me!" The old man's voice was like a blown bellows, obviously heartbroken.

Gong Xi's face was full of shock, and the joy of being acquiesced by the old man was blown away by this explosive news before it was born.

"I seem to remember something like that before..."

"Is this the woman?"

"So, the abandoned prisoner is Xiangzi's relative?"

"That child is also Xiangzi's relative!"

"My God!"

Xiangzi straightened up abruptly, glared at the woman and said, "How can you be so cruel! He is still so young! You can find me if you have nothing to eat! Why do you have to throw him away!"

The woman murmured for a while, her face turned blue and white, and she probably didn't have a hard heart.Tears rolled down her face with prominent cheekbones.

"I can't feed him! I'm starving to death myself! And Grandma, we have nothing to eat! I'll turn into a ghost when I look at him, I don't want to! I don't want to!" The woman seemed crazy Same, shaking withered long hair.

She saw the person clearly, as if possessed by a demon, her tone changed: "You have something to eat, right? You can raise him, right? You pick him up, you pick him up! If you don't pick him up, he will Dead... It's good to die, and you don't have to suffer if you die!"

Seeing the woman collapsed on the ground, the two of them were silent, their hearts were like a stormy sea, and it was like being crushed by a huge boulder.

Out of breath, that's all.

She also called the old man "Grandma", so He Xiangzi should be cousins ​​or cousins, and the child should be called Xiangzi "Uncle" in terms of seniority.

"Helpless? Desperate? How could this be?"

"She has no sense of self-protection, and she has no ability to raise this child."

"Fei Shi'er is much better than her in survival ability!"

"Who is forcing whom..."

"There is no comparison between people. Some people get better and better, and some people can't survive."

"The child is always innocent, no one cares what happens to him?"

child!Gong Xi felt that he couldn't stand anymore, he was very worried about the child's condition.Xiangzi grabbed his hand, feeling the same way, they were going to find the child!

There was a small shadow at the door, a small head with disheveled hair, slowly revealing half of its body, lying on the edge of the door.

The two were startled, and hurried over to take a look. It was a little boy whose legs were not as long as an adult's.

His trousers and palms were covered with mud, his face was scratched, and there were obvious mud grooves on his face where tears had flowed, which was very pitiful.

Gong Xi picked up the little guy and hugged her into her arms.The boy with eyes filled with fear silently shed tears.

"I #￥(block vocabulary)! Just for this will to survive, he must be promising!"

"My heart hurts so much, I'm crying!"

"Hey, what will you do in the future, little guy!"

"He must be afraid of mother, look at his eyes!"

"Cry, you can cry as much as you want when you have arms..."

The author has something to say: Grandma has different meanings for grandma and grandmother in different dialects, and can also refer to older women.There is no special meaning in the text, just a title.We are called grandma and grandma respectively, that's all. (づ￣3￣)づIt’s the weekend again~