My years as an artificial intelligence [Quick Transmigration]

Before dawn, each household in the village opened their courtyard doors one after another, cleaned the fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind in their courtyards, and drove a few chickens in the chicken coop outside for activities. He rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, preparing to bring some rations for the men who were going to the field later.

The small village, which had been quiet before, became lively in an instant, and the voices of neighbors borrowing vinegar and salt, as well as beating and scolding their own children could be heard.

"What time is it! Don't get up yet!"

There was a baby crying, and the bride was coaxing the child behind her back while raising the stove, carrying water with rough hands, chopping firewood and making a fire for cooking, and there were a few yells and curses in the main room with the lights on.

"It's so noisy! Can you make her shut her mouth! If she makes a noise, I'll throw you both into the ditch! Useless things!"

The bride wiped her tears and apologized repeatedly, only then did the cursing in the main room stop.

The rooster is crowing, everything heralds the arrival of a new day.

It is six o'clock in the morning.

The bride coaxed her child to bring breakfast into the main room. Two men were sitting on the sofa. The old one was her father-in-law. ?”

"I'm sorry..." The bride didn't dare to look up, Nuonuo apologized and hurriedly backed out.

"Forget it, Dad." The man next to her was her husband, and he gave her a faint look, "Let's finish eating early and go to the field."

But the father-in-law was still cursing: "It's really bad luck in eight lifetimes. The matchmaker said it so nicely before, but it turned out to be a hen that didn't lay eggs. The prodigal thing that was born was protected quite tightly. Otherwise, I would have let it go." Drowned in the river! A waste of rations."

The young man took a sip of tea and couldn't deny it.

After the two men had finished their breakfast and went to the door, and the bride washed the pots and cleaned up the house, she dared to untie the daughter behind her back, stuffed her into her arms, and fed a few mouthfuls of milk.

The little child was already so hungry that he put it on his back, swallowed it, and ate it desperately. It took a long time to bury it in his chest before he was full, and the baby girl fell asleep again with her mouth open.

The bride lovingly stroked the delicate skin of the baby girl, and used a quilt to prevent her from rolling around, then laid it flat on the kang, and began to work without touching the ground.

Yuan Yang was awakened by the bright sun by the window, he stretched his waist, and happened to meet the woman who was sweeping the floor in the house.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The woman looked flustered, "Did I wake you up? I...I'll get out right away!"

Just as Yuanyang was about to say no, he saw the wind blowing under the woman's feet and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Well, let's not talk about it.

Yuanyang got off the ground, turned on the faucet to wash his face, stretched out his hand and pulled a towel with a slightly visible color, wiped his face, and then entered the main room.

As soon as I entered, I saw a steaming bowl of noodles on the table in the main room, with a few scallions dotted on it and an egg floating on it.

Yuanyang didn't say much, just picked up the chopsticks and ate it. The taste was not bad, and he sent it to the kitchen after eating.

The woman squatted on the ground and peeled the corn kernels one by one. When she saw Yuanyang coming in, she hurriedly stood up: "Finish? Leave it... let me wash it, you... go out."

Yuan Yang hesitated for a moment and then put down the bowl, "Okay, thank you Mom."

The woman, who was Yuan Yang's stepmother, blushed all of a sudden, and waved her hands again and again: "No thanks, no thanks! I should do it!"

After Yuanyang walked a long way, Qinghong covered her flushed face, showed an extremely shy smile, and whispered to herself, "He called my mother..."

Qinghong's gloomy mood for the past few days disappeared with Yuanyang's "Mom". She hummed an unknown song, and her men peeled the corn faster. Loose?"

But this doubt did not arouse Qing Hong's great curiosity. She has always been at ease when it comes, she just thinks it is great that this pile of old and hard corn is easy to get rid of. How long before they come back can hug their daughter.

After eating and drinking, Yuanyang wandered around the village. He was originally such a lazy person, but he didn’t know a single word when he was old. His grandfather and father spoiled him, and he was reluctant to work. The new stepmother was even more soft-spoken. , "Yuanyang" has become more and more lawless since then. Two days ago, relying on his age, he was the oldest among the children in the village, and beat a disobedient child until his head was broken.

As for the cause, of course, the child has no parents at home, only an elderly grandmother.Others joked that "Yuanyang" had a stepmother, and even compared "Yuanyang" with this kid named Shi Dongfeng. Pushing and shoving pushed Shi Dongfeng onto a stone, his head was bleeding.

After being sent to the hospital overnight by the villagers, he had more than a dozen stitches on his forehead to heal.

However, it was a blessing in disguise. When Shi Dongfeng went to the hospital, he made friends with a nobleman in a big city. Within a few weeks, he was taken to live in that nobleman's home and received a large sponsorship fee. Buy a house in the city to live in, not to mention Shi Dongfeng's future living expenses and tuition fees.For a while, everyone in the village was envious of Shi Dongfeng's shit luck, and wished that he was the one whose head was smashed by Yuanyang.Of course, most of them ran to Yuanyang's house to mock him.

"Hey, Yuanyang! If you make a hole for Shi Dongfeng, you will have so much money. If you make a few more holes in your own head, maybe the money will be even more!"

Yuanyang's grandfather took the broom and beat the troublesome kids away.

However, Shi Dongfeng’s shit luck was nothing more than a popular variety show called “XX Plan” at that time, which exchanged identities between rural children and urban children, and exchanged in another family with a huge difference in environment. The program of life.The children in the city understand that every grain is hard work, and know that there are still so poor people in this world. After returning home, they will naturally cherish everything they have, while the son in the countryside knows in advance the upper class that he has never been in contact with. Society, feasting and feasting, after returning to my hometown, I will naturally work hard and work hard to move in that direction.

Of course, this is the ideal state.But a variety show is a variety show after all. No one cares about the development path of these people after the filming is over. Anyway, it’s enough for the show to make money.This Shi Dongfeng is the rural kid who will be exchanged to live in a big city for a period of time.

These are what Yuanyang saw from the plot, and it is not yet time for Shi Dongfeng to be picked up.However, some sponsored supplies had already been pulled over by a cart, rice, flour, oil, and some basic daily necessities, which made the villagers greedy. They stayed at the door of Shi Dongfeng's house every day to see if there were any new things brought back.

Shi Dongfeng is also a child who knows how to look at colors. He knew that when he went to the city, his grandma would have no one to take care of him. Not only that, but he might have to take care of the boy who looked grumpy in turn, so half of the things he sent were almost Distributed to the neighbors in the neighborhood, and repeatedly asked if he could help take care of his grandma during his absence.

Short-handed, everyone is a simple rural person, holding a bag of new rice, naturally agreed in a hurry.

But Yuanyangjia is not within the scope of Shi Dongfeng's gratitude.

Yuanyang's grandfather was smoking an old man's cigarette, and asked Yuanyang to ask for something back.It was "Ocean" at that time, so it was naturally reluctant.

How could he beg for mercy like his own defeated general!

This is the idea of ​​"Pegasus".

But Yuanyang arrived for the first day today, and just took a look at the kitchen.

Tsk, it's just horrible.The bag of rice and noodles was almost empty, no wonder Qinghong was still peeling the corn kernels, probably because she wanted to manually grind some cornmeal out.

So he went out after breakfast, and planned to go to Shi Dongfeng's house to see the situation.If he is easy to talk, maybe Yuanyang can have a full meal in the evening.

otherwise……

If I knew it was coming, I would take a good look at the situation at home!

Yuanyang sighed in his heart.