My family has fields waiting to be cultivated

The warm light is projected through the gaps in the leaves, weaving mottled pieces on the ground, and occasionally a breeze blows by, blowing the small river to make small ripples.

Mourning has been squatting by the small river for a long time, the little baby sitting next to him is holding on to his sleeve tightly, her pink mouth is tightly pursed, as if she is afraid that he will run away It's a pity that Mourning has no time to pay attention to the little baby at all. The expression on his face at the moment can only be described as wanting to cry without tears. Looking at the image reflected in the clear small river, he has even smiled wryly. I have no strength left.Is there anything more speechless than his current situation?Not only did he wake up and go to a strange place where the birds don't shit, but even his outer shell has changed.

Reflected on the small river is the figure of a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, very handsome, with red lips and white teeth, especially a pair of black eyes that are particularly bright, just like the black gemstones, it's a pity At this moment, those shiny black eyes were full of helplessness and bewilderment.

He didn't understand why such a good thing would turn out like this. He had clearly seen the broad road ahead of him, and he had clearly begun to see the beauty of the future. He had worked so hard for so many years, and he was about to receive the reward At that time, he actually encountered such a thing!Everything was gone, the things he had worked so hard for so many years disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the past 21 years, he never thought that such a groundless thing would really happen, and it even happened to him. He, a person in the 21st century, woke up and appeared in the ancient deep mountains and old forests. He couldn't understand at all, there are so many people in this world, why did God choose him?

Wiping his face irritably, Mourning almost wanted to yell to express the depression in his heart. The little baby next to him sensed his irritability, and looked a little uneasy, and moved closer to him. At the end of the day, he called out pitifully: "Father..."

Mourning felt even more annoying. He has always avoided women and children. In his mind, the second most terrifying creature is a woman, and the most terrifying creature is probably a child. , It was directly regarded as a scourge.In his short 21 years, he has never dealt with children unless necessary. In his impression, children are very crying, and they cry a lot when things go wrong, and they have to be compromised. , makes no sense at all.

But look now, not only did he suddenly arrive in a strange place, he changed into a new body, and he also had such a cheap son. When he thought about this, he felt that all the troublesome things in the world were met by him. on.

"Father..." The little boy next to him raised his face that looked pink and tender after washing. Seeing that his father ignored him, he flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and tears immediately fell into his eyes. Turn around.

"Don't, don't, don't, please don't cry anymore." Mourning was really scared, he had finally coaxed him not to cry just now, don't do it again, he doesn't have the energy anymore.

Sighing, he stretched out his hand to caress the top of the little baby's head soothingly, the soft hair brushed against his palm, itching, and paused, he lowered his head, looking at the little baby's lifted full With expectant eyes, he forced his lips into a slight smile, and saw the little baby happily throwing himself into his arms, and immediately embraced him firmly with his little arms and legs.

Holding such a soft little body, he could only sigh deeply.

Just now he has asked Xiaowaer why the two of them are here, but Xiaowaer is still young after all, he is probably only two or three years old, he can't ask anything at all, he can only blink his watery eyes Looking at him, no matter how he asked, he always looked blank. Occasionally, when he asked in a hurry, he would immediately burst into tears, so scared that Mourning never dared to ask again.

Although I can't ask anything from Xiaowaer, Mourning can probably deduce something from the appearance of the two of them. There are many wounds on his current body, but none of them are fatal injuries. Some falls, the more serious ones were his legs, which probably caused the joints to be dislocated, and the pain was excruciating, and the clothes on his body were all tattered and not intact, little baby Although there were no wounds on his body, he looked in a mess, and his clothes were dirty in many places.The place where he woke up happened to be at the bottom of a cliff, so he speculated that the father and son probably fell off the cliff, and the reason why the little baby was not injured was probably because he was protected by the real master of his body up.

He looked at the figure of the young man reflected on the small river, and he laughed at himself. It seemed that the original owner of this body fell to his death because of this, and some coincidence let him occupy the magpie's nest.He looked at the little baby in his arms again, and sighed deeply again, lamenting that the ancients got married too early, and it was simply destroying minors.Judging by the appearance of this body, he is about sixteen or seventeen years old, but he already has such a two or three-year-old son.

Shaking his head, he sighed deeply again, and said to the baby in his arms, "Momo? Did you just say your name was Momo?"

The little boy raised his head and looked at him aggrieved and puzzled, as if he was questioning why he couldn't even remember his own name. Mourning felt guilty for a while because of his small eyes. Knowing the fact that his father's body is iron-like, even if he doesn't want to, he can't change the fact, "Ahem..." He coughed to hide his guilty conscience, and his eyes wandered, "Uh... Momo, I...Dad just fell hard, so my memory is a bit confused, I don't remember many things, so...so..."

"Will Daddy not want Momo?" Many of the children he said couldn't understand, and he only asked what he wanted to know the most. He stared at Mourning with a pair of shiny black eyes. Mourning felt even more guilty, and also a little sad, presumably because he frightened the little kid just now, thought he was going to abandon him, right?That's why he was so afraid of leaving him?It's just that if he knew that his real father no longer knew where he had gone, and the 'father' in front of him at this moment was a complete stranger, would he still be so afraid of abandoning him?

But now that he has taken over his father's body, it is his responsibility to take good care of his son, right?

He sighed softly, grabbed Xiaowa'er's hand, and solemnly promised: "No, Momo, in this life, father will never want Momo!"