Dressed as the head of the lazy village

Wang Wei was woken up by the woman's crying.The voice came from far and near, and the crying made his brain ache, as if there was an ax without a sharpened edge, chopping wantonly inside.

But he woke up, but his eyelids were heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't feel any other parts of his body except for the painful head.Wang Wei didn't force it, and closed his eyes to recall the last picture in his memory——

When he fell down, he saw a turbulent river under the cliff, maybe because of this he didn't die, he was rescued back.The body is unconscious, probably because he just had an operation and was given anesthesia?

Falling from such a high place, Wang Wei didn't think he would be lucky to be unscathed.If he could wake up, it would be his fate.

But then, Wang Wei found that he was not as fateful as he imagined... As the dull pain in his mind gradually weakened, the woman's cry became clearer:

"Son, my son... How can you live without your mother..."

Where did he come from?

Wang Wei is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He was brought up by the party and the government and has never met his parents.

The orphanage provided him with nine years of compulsory education, and with the support of kind people in the society, Wang Wei worked part-time to finish high school. Finally, with his outstanding face and artistic talent, he was admitted to a drama academy. became an actor.

When the accident happened, he was already quite famous, and he even won the Best Actor Award at a certain domestic TV festival, and was awarded the title of Shidi.

Thinking of the reason for falling off the cliff, Wang Wei couldn't help complaining to the crew several times in his heart: It's good not to shoot the green cloth to shoot the real scene, but can the safety measures be done properly?Wirea breaks as soon as it breaks. Is it a steel wire that breaks as soon as it is hung?He is a person who relies on his face to eat, if something goes wrong...

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed.Before the woman crying by the bed noticed, a sharper female voice had already shouted: "Move! The village chief is awake!"

……village head?

The woman beside the bed paused in crying: "Mother Shitou, my kid is like this, you still want him to be the village head?"

The sharp female voice laughed and said: "This is what I said, the position of the village chief was handed down by your old Wang family ancestors, and it has been passed down for four or five generations. Now that the boy is awake, this position is naturally still the boy's." She seemed to be Seek the opinions of those around you: "Do you think so?"

"That's the reason" "That's right"... There was actually someone answering, and there were many whispered responses in the room.

How many people are here?Why would the agent allow so many people into his ward?Are they reviewing the script in their own ward? ?

Wang Wei couldn't bear it anymore, he tried his best to open his eyes, but was completely stunned.

In front of his eyes, it was not the ward he thought, and the bedside was not the actor he thought was a bad friend, but a strange, thin middle-aged woman, holding his hand with a hand like a dead tree branch, with tears streaming down her cheeks. Rolling down: "Son, you are awake, you scared my mother to death..."

Behind the woman, a dozen men, women and children in rags, sitting or standing, packed the small earthen hut to the brim, stretching their necks to see Wang Wei lying on the wooden bed.

That's right, the earthen house, with moss growing on the walls, spider webs in the corners, and weeds growing on the ground.The room was about [-] square meters, except for the plank bed he was lying on, there was only a table and two long benches, and there were seven or eight people sitting side by side on the benches.There was a rough pottery bowl with a broken mouth on the table, and the woman beside the bed cried for a while, then turned around and picked up the rough pottery bowl, and said to Wang Wei: "Come on, drink up the medicine quickly, it will be fine..."

In the stoneware bowl was a dark brown cloudy liquid, exuding a strange bitter taste, not at all like coffee or flat Coke.

...It doesn't look like filming or a program group tricking people, but it has a somewhat supernatural atmosphere.

Could it be that I encountered some evil||teaching? ?

Looking at the rough pottery bowls approaching step by step and the eyes of the whole room staring at him, Wang Wei felt that the world was spinning for a while, and everything he saw challenged his fragile heart that was in urgent need of care after being injured.

Just when his mentality collapsed and he wanted to call the police, the dull pain in his brain suddenly turned into a stabbing pain. The pain made Wang Wei's eyes darken and his ears buzzing. memory.

Although very few, just sporadic fragments, it made Wang Wei clearly realize that he had traveled through time.

This is an ancient world that does not belong to any dynasty in Wang Wei's memory, but it still has many similarities with ancient China.The original owner of this body was Wang Dawei, the only son in the family, and he was young and weak at the beginning of the year.The skinny middle-aged woman Gushi in front of the bed was indeed his mother, and his father had passed away ten years ago.

There is also an uncle at home, uncle...seems to be dead too...

As for how he died, Wang Wei couldn't think of it for a while, but if he wanted to think about it carefully, his mind would feel a prickly pain again.He still only has a little memory of Wang Dawei. Even if the people sitting in the room glanced over, he could only name two or three people.

He covered his head and groaned in a low voice, and Gu Shi immediately put down the broken bowl in his hand as if startled, and cried again at a loss.

Wang Wei's head hurt even more from her crying.

... Sure enough, falling from such a high cliff, even though there is a river below, but he is not the hero of a martial arts drama. If he hadn't crossed it, he must have fallen to pieces and died utterly.

——No matter how many awards you have won, how many people you have sought after, how much money and real estate you have, once you die, they will all disappear with the clouds, and everything will come to naught.

But the current situation can be regarded as a lucky escape in another sense, a life lost in vain.

Even the living conditions are too poor... Wang Wei stared blankly at the rotten beams for a while, shocked by the poverty in front of him and in his sporadic memories.

However, as an orphan who became Shidi step by step, he knew at a very young age that most of the external things can be improved through his own efforts, and it only takes time and persistent efforts. Only life is the most important thing precious.To have this experience is to take a life, to be grateful, to cherish, and to be satisfied.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand with difficulty, and pulled the corner of La Gushi's clothes: "Mother, I'm fine, just take a rest."

Although he didn't know why he was resurrected on this person named Wang Dawei, but since he used his body and identity, he owed him a share of karma, so he would naturally do his best to take good care of Wang Dawei's family.

Gushi cried again.Since the uncle's death, a series of things happened in the family, her tears flowed out as if she didn't want money, and her eyes were already swollen into peaches.But at this moment, she was crying because of joy.

Although her son was still weak, the words he said seemed to be more soothing than before, and she couldn't help but be convinced.

With Gu Shi's crying in the background, other people in the room spoke.

It was still the woman with the sharp voice who spoke before, Wang Wei did not see any information related to her in Wang Dawei's memory for the time being, but remembered what Gu Shi called her when she was in a coma before: Shishi his mother.

Shitou Niang smiled at Wang Dawei: "Just say that boy Wei is blessed, he must be fine, won't he survive this? It is said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck in the future. Afterwards, she took over as the village chief and brought the people of our village together. People must be getting more and more prosperous!"

Wang Wei also remembered what they said when he was in a coma, and after thinking about it again, he felt that the ancients were really simple and kind.

The original owner was dying of illness, but no one thought of taking his position as village chief—maybe, but at least the dozen or so villagers in this house all supported him and came to visit him.

They are all enthusiastic people!

Wang Wei had just recovered his life, and he was in a good mood. He also wore a filter when looking at people. He only felt that all the villagers with yellow complexions, emaciated skin and malnutrition exuded a simple and simple temperament.

——So he didn't notice that when Gu Shi heard what Shitou Niang said, his crying was suffocated again.

Wang Wei felt that since he had timetraveled, he would naturally do what all timetravelers would do: use modern knowledge to lead the whole family, and even the whole village, county, and even the people of the whole country, to make a fortune and promote social progress, to be a People who contribute to society!

It can be said that it is very ambitious!

In addition, when he was an actor, he mostly filmed ancient costume dramas. One of the important reasons is that he himself likes ancient culture and ancient costumes, and he is also a fan of Hanfu.

Who didn't dream of a white lady propped up by a bed sheet when she was a child?It's a pity that in modern times, as a well-known star, he can't wear Hanfu on the street like ordinary Hanfu lovers. He can only enjoy it while filming. Now that he has traveled to ancient times, it can be considered that he likes ancient life and Hanfu. up.

Wang Wei has a sense of contentment and happiness as long as he is here.

In the ear, Shitou Niang was still thinking to herself: "...the gentlemen of the county government will come again in a few days, and it happens to be at that time to register the paperwork for taking over as the village head, and ask the gentlemen to bring it, and it will save you a lot of money." I took a trip..."

Because the memory was not fully absorbed, Wang Wei was a little confused, and he raised his hand weakly, interrupting Shitou Niang's output of a large amount of information.

It may be that this body has been in a coma for a long time, and his voice is a little hoarse: "There is no rush."

After thinking for a while, Wang Wei explained again: "My mind is dizzy now, I can't remember many things clearly, and I don't know when I can recover. If I can't recover for a long time, I'm afraid I will be a village head, but it will be a drag Everyone."

This is the truth. Although he has modern knowledge, his body is the capital of the revolution. Now his body is still paralyzed on the bed. How can he grasp the revolution and promote production?

It would be good if there are suitable people in the village who can take up the position of village head first.Anyway, he doesn't stick to a false name. Whether he is the village head or not, he will not forget his original intention to lead the whole village to a well-off life.

Shi Niang's noisy voice suddenly stopped like a duck being strangled by the neck.She looked at Wang Dawei suspiciously for a while, then her expression quickly turned to disbelief, and she turned her head to look at a few elderly men sitting on the bench, waiting for them to speak.

Those men obviously didn't believe Wang Dawei's words, and one of them, an old man with gray temples, said, "Boy Wei, you are really humble. Your Wang family has been village chiefs for four or five generations, and everyone is a good village chief. You It’s definitely possible! If you’re not in good health, just take care of it slowly, but you can’t lie to the big guys. The position of village head belongs to you!”

Wang Wei:? ?So obsessed with blood?I don't know, I thought his family was not going to inherit the village head, but the throne?

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