Transmigration of our generation is not good

Bai Haobin stayed in bed for a full month before being allowed to get out of bed by Qihong. During this period, he learned that this was a dynasty he didn't know, and the Qiao family was a martial arts family called Lanshan Pavilion. It probably wasn't a big deal, but that wasn't what discouraged him the most. What made him most unwilling was that Qiao Jiexu himself was also a weak master. It was rare to be reborn, so couldn't he get rid of his weak identity?

Although Bai Haobin was very dissatisfied with his frailty, he was still full of curiosity about the new world, and asked to go out to play as soon as he could go out.

"What?" Qihong looked at Bai Haobin in surprise, "You finally want to go out?"

"..." Bai Haobin stared at Qihong in a daze. Could it be that the reason why this eldest young master is weak is because he is an otaku?But in this case, "Then how can I be hurt by others?"

"Hey, young master, you forgot. You heard that something happened to the eldest young master, so you ran out in a hurry, but when you met people from Yinshu Villa, you were injured by them." Qihong was a little annoyed. He said, "Why do you still care about the life and death of the young master? He clearly treats you..." Qihong silenced her voice when she said this, then pushed Bai Haobin and said, "Okay, okay, we're going out."

"What? What did you want to say just now?" Bai Haobin was surprised. Qihong probably wanted to say something just now.

"It's nothing, let's go quickly." Qihong put a cloak on him, and took some silver before taking Bai Haobin out. They didn't go through the main gate, but the side door at the back. Only then did he realize that it was Lanshan The pavilion is built on the mountain, no wonder it is so hot during the day, but it is still cold under the quilt at night.

"Master, after going down the mountain, there is a market not far away, let's go there." Qihong was also very happy to be able to go out.

"Yeah." Bai Haobin nodded, and pulled his cloak again, probably because he wanted to heat him to death in summer.

"Master, you can't take it off, you won't be able to stand the wind." Seeing Bai Haobin's movements, Qihong immediately stopped her, "Otherwise, you'll have a headache again."

"Ah?" Could it be that Qiao Jiexu is not only weak, but also terminally ill?Could it be some intractable disease? In this backward age, a single cold would kill someone. If he doesn't know how to be reborn, he will die again, Bai Haobin thought depressingly.

"Hey, young master, you fell into the cold pool a few years ago, and your body was invaded by the cold air, so you can't stand the cold at all." Qihong said, "So no matter how hot you are, you have to wear it."

"But isn't this strange?" Bai Haobin said, when he went out, everyone was dressed coolly, and he was the only one dressed like this, and he was not laughed to death.

"How could it be?" Qihong laughed, "If someone dares to laugh at the young master, I will pull out his teeth so that he can never laugh again."

"Yes, is it?" Bai Haobin shuddered, smiling so brightly, to say such terrifying words.

"Of course, Qihong's mission is to take care of the young master." Qihong's smile became brighter, and Bai Haobin shook his shoulders unbearably, "Let's go quickly."

"En." Qihong replied, and then took Bai Haobin down the mountain from the small path. After a short walk, he saw a small market. There were not many people, most of them were vegetable and cloth sellers, and sugar kneaders A tea stall for passers-by to rest.

"Master, do you want some tea?" Qihong asked seeing Bai Haobin's gaze fixed on the tea stand.

"Okay." Bai Haobin nodded excitedly, he hadn't drunk tea yet, especially ancient tea.

"Master, the tea here is probably not very good. If you want to drink it, why not wait for us to go back and I will brew the latest Longjing tea for you." Qihong said.

"I don't like drinking tea." Bai Haobin said excitedly, "I like this kind of feeling." The feeling of sitting on the side of the road drinking tea is like eating at a roadside stall. Try it.

"Master..." Qihong stared blankly at Bai Haobin. Since the young master woke up, he has become more laughable and talkative than before. The former young master was taciturn and bored in the room all day, either reading or drawing. Like now, smiling so heartily, if it was the current young master, wouldn't the young master... would like to treat the young master better?

"What's wrong?" Bai Haobin stared at Qihong strangely, "What's wrong with my face?"

"It's nothing, Qihong is just thinking, the young master has changed a lot recently." Qihong smiled faintly. She has been with Qiao Jiexu since she was a child, and she knows everything about him, so she understands the pain in his heart. If the past really made the young master so happy, she would not mention the past to him.

"Yes, is it?" Bai Haobin smiled guiltyly, of course, he is not Qiao Jiexu.

"Let's go, young master, let's go and sit down. After walking so far, you must be tired." Qihong said, and walked to the tea stand first, Bai Haobin followed her, and the two of them sat down on the small bench , Bai Haobin took the rough tea bowl with a bit of a gap and looked at it for a long time.

"Does the young master like this kind of bowl?" Qihong couldn't help asking, why did the young master suddenly like this kind of broken bowl.

"Don't you think it's great?" Bai Haobin turned the teacup over, pointed to the pattern on it, and said, "Don't you think this ordinary pattern is great?"

"..." You say you are ordinary, but you also say great. Isn't this contradictory?Qihong didn't want to disturb Bai Habin's good mood, so she said, "Master, isn't the teacup you usually use much more beautiful than this one?"

"It's very beautiful." Bai Haobin said, "But every thing has its own unique beauty. Isn't it great to feel the beauty contained in things?"

"Young master..." Qihong looked at Bai Haobin in surprise, the former young master would never say such a thing...

"Oh, this steamed stuffed bun is delicious." Bai Haobin picked up the new steamed stuffed bun, took a bite, and the soup splashed in his mouth immediately. This is definitely the best soup dumpling he has ever eaten.

Qihong smiled and drank tea silently, the young master after amnesia was like a child.

After eating, Qihong got up to pay the bill, a little beggar in dirty clothes walked towards Bai Haobin, and stretched out his hand pitifully, "Okay, sir, I haven't eaten for a day."

"..." Bai Haobin looked at the dirty little hand, and immediately packed his hand with resignation. He was going to take it home as a supper and handed it to the little beggar, "Here's for you to eat."

"Thank you, sir." The little beggar thanked in surprise, and ran away with the soup dumpling in his arms.

"Master is so kind." Qihong's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "You used to hate dirty things the most."

"Kindness?!" Bai Haobin was startled, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard what Qihong said behind him, "Beggars are also human beings, and they only beg for life when they have to. It's not dirty."

"That's why I said that the young master is so kind." Qihong laughed.

"Good, kind...?!" Bai Haobin wanted to hug his head and shout, didn't he swear that he would never be a good person again? !But everything was given, so forget it, just treat it as careless this time, and if he encounters this kind of thing in the future, he should just ignore it.

Bai Haobin went shopping depressed. Seeing that his mood suddenly fell, Qihong didn't dare to talk to him again. The two of them strolled until it was almost dark. Qihong reminded, "Master, let's go back, it's getting late."

"No, I want to stay here tonight." Bai Haobin said willfully. He saw an inn just now, and he wanted to experience the feeling of staying in an inn.

"But it's going to be very cold here at night." Qihong exclaimed.

"Ah, will it be colder than on the mountain?" Bai Haobin asked.

"I'm talking about quilts. The quilts here are not as warm as the ones on the mountain. If you get a cold attack, Doctor Mo won't be here..."

"Just ask them to add extra beds and quilts." Bai Haobin said, and walked to the inn, and Qihong had to follow him in. After Qiao Jiexu lost his memory, for some reason, he couldn't even write or read books. , Even with a pen, I just scribble on the rice paper, and I haven’t even gone to the book case recently, will amnesia forget even these?

Qihong asked for two upper rooms, and asked Xiao Er for three more quilts, which made the quilts soft. Even so, Bai Haobin still did not fall asleep. Qihong insisted on covering him with two layers of quilts, but it was so hot. , In the middle of the night, he finally kicked off the quilt unbearably, and then fell asleep comfortably hugging the quilt.