Want to spend the rest of my life selling chrysanthemum tea

where is thisCui Xiaojing was very restless, pulled the fabric on her body and found that the quality was not bad, but the point is not this!The kidnapper sneaked into his yard while he was asleep and kidnapped him here as a group performer in a costume drama?Cui Xiaojing has seen similar news.

The wages of group performances are high, and few people are willing to do them, so some lawbreakers have used their brains to kidnap others to do it, and sit back and charge high wages.Cui Xiaojing suspected that he was kidnapped by such bad guys.

"You..." Cui Xiaojing didn't know what was going on, hesitantly decided to wake up the boy lying on the round table, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

The boy seemed to be just lying there and not falling asleep, and immediately bounced up when he heard the sound, the action language seemed a bit exaggerated to Cui Xiaojing.

After he bounced up, he rushed over to hold Cui Xiaojing's hand, very excited, so excited that he was about to burst into tears: "Master, you finally woke up! You have been asleep for two days!"

"What young master? I'm not your young master. My name is Cui Xiaojing. Are you filming a costume drama?" Cui Xiaojing couldn't believe that the young master called him. What kind of drama is this?Shouldn't the director or something tell him about the play first?

The boy couldn't understand what Cui Xiaojing meant, making costume dramas?The young master's name is Cui Xiaojing?Why is he not my young master?He considered it for a while, and felt that his young master was probably talking nonsense because he had a fever and became confused.

"Master, come and drink some water. I'll call Madam and Master here. They've been too worried these past two days." The boy handed him a glass of water and hurriedly pushed the door away.

Cui Xiaojing didn't have time to ask the boy for more information, so he thought to himself while drinking the water slowly, thinking of that inexplicable dream, could it be that he has traveled through time?The dream actually told him that he had already traveled through time, and could not return. Could it mean that he could not return to 9120 years?

Unable to think of a reason why, Cui Xiaojing simply didn't want to think about it, since it's here, let's be at ease, it's better to be alive than anything else.

"Jing'er, Jing'er, you are awake, you are so worried about your mother."

Hearing his voice before seeing the person, Cui Xiaojing thought, if it is time-traveled, is this the original owner's mother's voice?

Just as he was thinking, a middle-aged beautiful woman pulled a middle-aged handsome man and followed by a young man in brocade clothes and pushed the door in.

After entering the room with a haggard look, the beautiful woman held Cui Xiaojing's hand tightly like the previous servant and cared about him: "Jinger, how do you feel? Scared my parents to death."

Cui Xiaojing looked at the bright and concerned eyes of the three of them, and became inexplicably nervous. Did he really time travel?The current situation is very bad, and I feel that I will reveal my secrets every minute, what should I do?Cui Xiaojing felt that he was suffering like an ant on a hot pan.

With an idea, Cui Xiaojing suddenly remembered the classic plots of the time-traveling novels he had read when he was bored. He firmly held the hand of the beautiful woman and said pitifully, "Mom, are you my mother? I seem to have lost my memory. Many things I don’t remember, is that my dad?”

Cui Xiaojing's acting skills exploded, her small eyes looked timidly at Uncle Mei and the young man in Jinyi, "Is that my brother?"

"Yes, I'm your mother, that's your father and elder brother." The beautiful woman raised her heart just now, "You really don't recognize me?"

Cui Xiaojing shook his head sincerely, his pitiful appearance made it hard to bear to say harsh words to him.

The beautiful woman was so distressed that she choked up and said: "Master, didn't the doctor say that you will be fine when you wake up? Why does the child lose his memory?"

Master Cui was also very distressed: "Could it be that you kowtowed to the head? I'll call some doctors to take a closer look!"

The young man in brocade clothes said worriedly: "Don't worry, Jing'er, there will definitely be a doctor who can cure this amnesia."

Cui Xiaojing thought it was impossible to cure him well, everyone cared about him so much, but he lied to them, but he couldn't just tell them that your Jing'er had been drowned long ago, in fact, he was just a fake who passed through. It was like nonsense to be honest, so I had to answer vaguely a few times.

After sending away the relatives of the original owner who warmly expressed condolences to him, Cui Xiaojing was only allowed to lie on the bed and listen to the little servant happily telling about "his" past.

Hearing that the place where he drowned was the most magnificent brothel in Fallen Leaf City, Cui Xiaojing was a little speechless: "Why would I go to a place full of rouge and gouache?"

"Master, you used to like going there the most. You go there at least once a day, and sometimes you will spend the night there. I don't know why this time you are lying wet by the pool and unconscious. Are you drunk, master?"

Cui Xiaojing asked calmly, "..., I have lost my memory, how do I know?"

"By the way, what's your name?" Cui Xiaojing saw that this young man was running around hard every day serving tea and water by his side. He even forgot to ask his name these days, and kept asking him everything. Yes, although I didn't ask anything, I was still very sorry.

The servant said proudly, "My name is Heidan, the name my father gave me!"

Cui Xiaojing burst out laughing: "Why is it called this? Is this the name for a dog?"

"Why is it named for a dog? This is the name my father gave me!" Heidan was very angry, "Master, you have praised my name!"

"Have I praised it?" Cui Xiaojing almost spit out a mouthful of tea after hearing this, "I've praised such... er... plain name?"

"I just boasted!" Heidan muttered unhappily, "I don't even remember this, but you said that this name is very suitable for me!"

Cui Xiaojing looked at Heidan's slightly dark complexion and couldn't laugh or cry. It's really suitable for the original owner to tell the truth, but he can't bully the honest child: "Why don't you change it?"

Heidan was not very happy but still asked, "What kind of change?"

Cui Xiaojing couldn't think of a good name for a moment: "Which rank are you in the family?"

"I'm the youngest in my family."

"Call it Xiaobao!" Cui Xiaojing induced him, "Call it Xiaobao, I remember that the protagonist in this book was called Xiaobao, and he married seven or eight wives!"

"Master, it's a short story book, didn't you say that what those boring scholars write is fart?" The servant was not satisfied, how could he support so many wives.

"Okay." Cui Xiaojing was just teasing him. As a traveler, he has no reason to rely on his identity as the original owner to do anything wrong and force him to change his name.

"Eggy, let's continue talking about my past."

Through the communication a few days ago, Cui Xiaojing probably understood that the original owner was a rich n generation who was ignorant and greedy for pleasure, and his family was a rare tea selling family in this era.

Heidan protested weakly, "Master, can you stop calling me Eggy?"

"Heihei?" Cui Xiaojing satisfied him.

Heidan thought to himself why the young master had such a big difference in personality after he lost his memory, and he became more fond of teasing people, "...Master, you should just call me Heidan as before."