I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

After receiving the memory of the small world from 998, Rong Zhen got used to it and began to wash his clothes.The clothes belonged to himself and grandma.

He usually lives with his grandma Liu Xiumei, and will do most of the housework at home on weekends. In this era, washing machines are only used by wealthy people, let alone rural areas, where laundry is basically done by hand.

The one-story house of Rong Zhen's family is very close to the river. Most of the time, he would come to the river to wash clothes, because when he fetched water for washing at home, grandma would grab the clothes and come by herself when she saw it.

It was spring, and there was wind by the river, but he didn't feel tired, and he squinted his eyes comfortably after rubbing his clothes for a while.

After washing, Rong Zhen got up and started to walk back with the wooden barrel in which he was wearing clothes. On the way, he met a woman in her 30s. She was slender and of average appearance. She was carrying the clothes basin, and she also went to the river to wash clothes. .

"Teacher Tang, you just finished washing your clothes?" The woman greeted him warmly.

Rong Zhen nodded, and called Aunt Zhang according to the information in his memory.

Mrs. Zhang has a son in her class who is his student.

"Hey, let me just say, there are very few good men like Mr. Tang. I would be satisfied with one tenth of you in my family. I come back once in a few months, and I know how to drink and play cards when I get home..."

Auntie Zhang couldn't stop her chatterbox once she opened it, she babbled on, Rong Zhen couldn't just leave and put down the barrel: "It's okay to drink and play cards to relax occasionally, but it can't be like that all the time, and it won't affect the children well."

"That's what I said, it's useless...Forget it, when he goes out to work after a while, he won't be able to see it..."

Rong Zhen didn't speak anymore, and picked up the barrel to leave. Aunt Zhang stopped him: "Mr. Tang, do you remember what I told you last time? I have a cousin who is very good-looking and has also studied..."

Rong Zhen immediately understood what the other party meant, and interrupted her: "Sister-in-law Zhang, I appreciate your kindness, but I am not planning to get married for the time being, and grandma is usually in poor health, so I have no other thoughts..."

"Look at what you said, you're 25! It's time to start a family, old man, it's always like this when you get old, if you marry a daughter-in-law and someone will help you, it's easier for you..."

"Let's talk about it later, thank you Mrs. Zhang... Grandma is still waiting at home, I'll go back first."

"Ah... well."

Rong Zhen left the river quickly, turned around the intersection and saw his bungalow.

The yard door was wide open, and Liu Xiumei was chasing chickens.

After Rong Zhen put down the barrel, the old man came over and took out his clothes, shook them off and began to dry them, and Rong Zhen was on the sidelines to help.

Liu Xiumei said: "Someone from Liang's family came back tonight. They are all from the same village. Go and help me."

In the memory of Rong Zhen in this world, there is indeed a person with a foreign surname named Liang in the village, but he made a fortune outside many years ago, and he is currently the only person in the village who builds a building and is still a small bungalow. His children have settled down in the city and rarely come back, and Rong Zhen only has such a vague memory.

The man of the family is Liang Wenchao, who got rich 20 years ago and got a rich and beautiful son. He seems to have two sons. Although he rarely returns to his hometown, he often donates money to his hometown to repair the school. He is a celebrity in the village.

Don't think too much, the target of the task is in this family.

Rong Zhen asked: "Why did you come back suddenly? Are you going back to your hometown for an outing?"

Liu Xiumei shook her head: "If Liang Wenchao doesn't come back, only his wife and two sons will come. We don't know about the rest, and we have nothing to do with it."

Rong Zhen uttered an oh, and put on the last piece of clothing.

After eating in the evening, and eating again, at the time Liu Xiumei said, Rong Zhen took the flashlight and went to Liang's small western-style building.

It took only 10 minutes to walk there. To Rong Zhen's surprise, there were quite a few people around outside, all of whom were acquaintances from the village, and they must have come to help.

It was dark in the small western-style building, and the people hadn't come back yet.

After waiting for a while, Rong Zhen finally heard a person say loudly: "It's just at the intersection, see? We'll be there soon!"

Rong Zhen turned his head to look over, and sure enough, he saw the headlights not far away.

He stood at the very corner, and after a while, a big Benz came over.

People dispersed, and after the car stopped, they quickly surrounded them and asked, "Is the Liang family back?"

The car door opened slowly, and under the light of a few flashlights, a woman came down from the co-pilot, about forty years old, well-dressed, with a curly hair that is popular nowadays, holding a bag and smiling slightly: "Wen Chao Let me bring you a good news, I will trouble the folks during this time, the two of us..."

Before he finished speaking, the car door at the back opened suddenly, and a teenager jumped out: "I'm smothered to death! I'll go up first, Mom..."

As he was talking, he collapsed the next moment. If the man beside him hadn't supported him in time, he might have landed on his face.

On the boy's head was written: The object of the task, Liang Jiming, was 18 years old and had 50 evil thoughts.

A very strange face.

Rong Zhen then discovered that the boy's left leg was a little lame.

"What's the rush? It's all here. Look, your brother didn't say anything..."

The young man snorted, with an impatient face, and asked the man who was supporting him to take him in. When he passed by Rong Zhen, he paused, and when he was being supported to walk forward, he always looked back.

The woman took out the key to open the door. Liang Jiming was the first to be sent in, and the others followed noisily. Outside.

The trunk was empty, and Rong really had nothing to help with. He lowered his head and looked at the driver who was still sitting in the car. It was the driver who was going to pick him up from the village, and he was whispering to the people behind him.

Faintly heard the driver ask: "Wait a minute?"

The lights in the car were not turned on, so I really couldn't see the person behind him clearly, but I could clearly see a line of words: The object of the task, Liang Jizhou, is 22 years old, and the value of evil thoughts is 50.

Rong Zhen took a second look, and found that he couldn't see anything famous, and he couldn't go back directly. In fact, the villagers said they were here to help, but they mainly came here to join in the fun and say hello and get acquainted with each other.

He is ready to go into the house.

When he walked under the light of the gate, he suddenly heard a sound, which was the sound of opening the door.

Rong Zhen originally wanted to turn around, but was pulled in by a man inside. The man thought he was shy, so he smiled and told him that it was all right, they were all fellow villagers.

When passing by the courtyard, Rong Zhen saw that it was cleaned very well, it should have been cleaned up in advance.

The living room was overcrowded, and Liang Wenchao's wife, Jiang Lin, made tea for several elders with the help of several women, while others chatted together, praising his Liang Wenchao for his promise.

It was very lively, but Rong Zhen couldn't get into it, so he helped to straighten a few teacups, and when Jiang Lin asked her one by one, she replied her name, which family she belonged to.

The others immediately booed: "This is Teacher Tang, who teaches in our village, and the children all like him..."

Rong Zhen could only follow them politely.

While chatting, I felt something was wrong, as if I was being watched by a line of sight.

Rumors are on the back.

He then felt his head tilted, and suddenly saw a young man standing in the corridor outside.

It was still a very strange face. He was tall, nearly 1.9 meters, almost like Liang Jiming, but he felt more gloomy and surly, completely different from Liang Jiming's flamboyant and unruly.

The young man's left hand was bandaged, his right hand was casually placed by his side, his eyes were dim, and he stood there motionless.

Rong Zhen caught a glimpse of the words on his head about the task object.

Liang Jizhou.

The next second, I saw the gloomy and surly young man smiling.

Rong Zhen was stunned.

Although there was no basis, at that moment, he was sure that it was Zhou Ting.

He said to 998: "I found the real task target..."

998: "Mr. Rong Zhen, it's best not to come to a conclusion so early. After all, it's about whether the task can be successful. After the task object is identified, it can't be changed in the middle. Let me know when it's really confirmed."

Rong really thought about it, and felt that it wouldn't hurt to observe again, so he didn't say anything.

"Jizhou, what are you doing standing there, come in!" Jiang Lin also noticed him and waved to him.

Liang Jizhou walked over, and finally stopped in front of Rong Zhen.

"Teacher Tang..."

Before finishing a sentence, the closed door not far away suddenly opened, and Liang Jiming stood at the door: "What are you doing, Liang Jizhou, you just came here like me, right? Chatted with someone?"

Jiang Lin glared at him immediately: "Liang Jiming, you can't survive a broken bone, right?! Hurry up and stay indoors!"

Liang Jiming sneered twice, glanced at Tang Zhen again, and closed the door again.

Here, Liang Jizhou didn't seem to be affected in any way, and he was staring at Rong Zhen from the beginning to the end. Jiang Lin came over and said, "Mr. Tang, this is my eldest son Liang Jizhou...Jizhou, it's getting late." , go to the upstairs bathroom to take a shower and have a good rest, and tomorrow I have to go to Linyun Temple..."

Linyun Temple is the largest temple in their area, and many people from other places come here to burn incense and worship Buddha every year.

"Teacher Tang," Liang Jizhou continued to look at him as if he didn't hear Jiang Lin's voice, "Do you want to go to Linyun Temple tomorrow?"

Jiang Lin: "Don't bother Mr. Tang, someone will lead the way tomorrow."

Rong Zhen also said: "Tomorrow, I'm going to pick tea leaves with my grandma."

It's time to pick tea leaves recently, and Rong Zhen usually picks tea with his grandma on Saturdays and Sundays, and people from the tea factory in the village come to collect them.

"Picking tea leaves?" Liang Jizhou asked, "How to pick..."

"..."

"I want to go and have a look," Liang Jizhou finally looked at Jiang Lin, "Tomorrow I will go to Chashan."

"What? You are not going to Linyun Temple?! How can I do it..."

Liang Jizhou didn't say much to her, and looked at Rong Zhen again: "Where does Teacher Tang live, and when will I pick tea tomorrow, I'll go find you."

Before Rong Zhen could speak, an enthusiastic aunt answered the question.They are all in the same village, and the roads in the village are not complicated, so you can basically know them after just a few words.

Rong really wanted to say something when there was a sudden shout from outside.

It was Liu Xiumei's voice, saying that a chicken was missing at home, and asked him to go back and help find it.

Rong Zhen immediately responded, told Jiang Lin that he had to leave beforehand, and then glanced at Liang Jizhou, pursed his lower lip, and whispered, "See you tomorrow."

When he crossed the opponent's shoulder, his fingers were lightly touched.

When he got out of the gate, he saw the old man waiting for him.

Rong Zhen followed Liu Xiumei to the house, and it took nearly 10 minutes to walk home from here. He chatted with the old man: "Grandma, both of their sons are injured, one is a hand and the other is a leg."

The other party was amused by his words, and after laughing, he said slowly: "I heard from your second aunt next door that there seemed to be a fight. Some time ago, I just fell ill again, felt bad luck, and thought it would be fine, so I took my two children back to my hometown to worship Buddha, and let them spend a period of time in the countryside to cultivate themselves."

Rong Zhen asked: "Did the two of them fight?" Although he didn't get along with that pair of brothers much, he felt that the relationship between Liang Jiming and Liang Jizhou should not be that good.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be. How could my brother be so harsh? Maybe he was messing with people outside..."

"yes……"

……

After returning home, it took Rong Zhen more than ten minutes to find the missing rooster in the back ditch, and finally drove the rooster into the coop with Liu Xiumei, and went to take a bath.

He mixed a basin of warm water and washed in the small room built outside the yard. There was a water outlet in the room, which was considered a simple bathroom.

Halfway through the wash, I suddenly heard footsteps.

He forgot to lock the door, but Rong Zhen was a man after all, so he wasn't too nervous. Seeing the flashlight coming closer and closer outside, he asked, "Who is it?"

The footsteps stopped, and after a while, he said, "Teacher Tang, you left something behind."

Liang Jizhou's voice.

Rong Zhen immediately squatted down and asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know either... I haven't seen it before." The young man said in a low voice, "I'll give it to you directly, are you inside?"

Footsteps are coming this way.

Rong Zhen hurriedly said: "I'm taking a shower! Don't come in..."

It was quiet outside for a moment.

Rong Zhen knew that Liu Xiumei was asleep inside, and didn't want him to wake up the old man, so he lowered his voice and said, "Give it to me tomorrow."

"No, I'll wait for you to finish washing."

"Huh? But there are mosquitoes."

There was no sound outside.

Rong Zhen called him twice again, but got no response, thinking that he had left quietly, he was slightly relieved, and continued to take a bath slowly.

After washing, he came out wearing a vest. Before entering the yard, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Rong Zhen was so frightened that he didn't hold the water basin properly, slipped on his foot, and was caught by the other party with the basin.

"Teacher Tang, it's me." The tone was quiet and even more frightening.

Rong Zhen stood up straight, looked at him through the light in the yard, and the young man also looked at him, only stared at him silently for three seconds, and then spread his right hand towards him.

A pair of strange earrings in his hand.

"It's not mine..." Rong Zhen didn't answer, "I don't wear earrings."

"Really?" The young man looked at him quietly with deep eyes.

Rong Zhen nodded, he really didn't wear earrings in this world, so it's impossible for him to drop them on his body: "Ask other people, maybe they dropped them at your house..."

The young man didn't speak, and took back the earrings. He inadvertently saw his large clavicle exposed. After a while, he looked away and asked in a hoarse voice, "What time are you going out tomorrow?"

"Leaving at 07:30, can you get up?"

"Of course I can get up." Why did his tone become awkward again.

Rong Zhen nodded: "That's good... You have been here for so long, have you been bitten by mosquitoes?"

Liang Jizhou paused, and finally said: "Yes."

"I have toilet water at home, let me wipe it for you?"

"Really?"

"En!" After saying that, Rong Zhen went back to the house to look for toilet water, and when he found it, he ran out lightly and handed it to him.

Liang Jizhou lowered his eyes and didn't answer at all: "You said wipe it on me."

Rong Zhen looked at his bandaged left hand: "Oh, well, where did you get bitten?"

"……neck."

Rong Zhen leaned over and wiped it.

The movement is very light and careful.

Jawline tightness in youth.

After wiping it patiently, Rong Zhen whispered: "It's done."

Liang Jizhou touched the place with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Teacher Tang."

"Just call me Tang Zhen."

The young man did not speak, but looked into his eyes.

I have to get up early tomorrow, Rong really thought about whether to send him back, but who knows that the other party left first, walked very fast, and disappeared after a while.

That night, Rong Zhen was very happy that he met Zhou Ting, and slept soundly without any dreams.

Liang Jizhou had a lingering but strange dream.

Dreams smell like toilet water.

The author has something to say: I really can’t admit my mistakes...

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 sweet from time to time;

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