General, your son is in my hands

Qin Yun calmly drank the bowl of water with the same flavor as Huoxiangzhengqi liquid, and stroked the little head of the child. The child is also very pitiful. His parents are dead and his brother's body is taken by him, so there is no When you find a way to go back, temporarily take care of the child instead of the original body.

Qin Yun, who fainted for the second time, understood the life of this body for 15 years like watching a movie in a daze. Now he is not in our big China, and he is not even on the earth. He was bragging, maybe he might have traveled to a new time and space and came to a Feng (male) Jian (male) society (national) society (home) called Huiguo, and the one who cried was not a prince or general! ! !It's just a rural kid like him in his previous life, that's fine, what's even more broken is why he is a brother! ! !The only consolation may be that the name of this body is the same as his, so there is no need to worry that he will not be able to respond when someone calls him...

People in this world are divided into brothers and fathers.We all know that the father is a man who makes people pregnant; the elder brother is equivalent to a woman on earth, who is responsible for giving birth to children, supporting husbands and raising children, and is born with a flower mark on his forehead.It was the flower on Qin Yun's forehead that Xiu Momo was surprised by when he just woke up, and the brighter the flower print, the better his fertility.

Qin Yun rubbed his temples, all kinds of bitterness shuttled through his muscles and veins, and he was about to go crazy. What a deceitful world this is!

Suddenly there was a "cuckoo" sound, and he looked at Qin An beside him.

"Are you hungry, kid?"

"An An is not hungry, An An rubs his brother's legs."

Looking at this well-behaved child, Qin Yun couldn't help but feel sad for a while. His parents are gone, and his real brother has been replaced by him. Maybe one day, his unnamed brother will also disappear, but it's really hard life.

"But brother is hungry, how about brother cooking for you?"

"...Won't my brother be tired? An'an has to learn to cook and cook for my brother."

Qin Yun resisted the discomfort, got out of bed and hugged An An's small body, "Then you and brother cook together."

After wandering from the back room to the kitchen, I realized how simple the house is. Although it is a tile-roofed house, the roof is not tightly covered, and the furniture in the house is also very old. The kitchen only has a stove, a few rough bowls and some seasonings. At the stove, and then there is the firewood for the rice tank and the half kitchen.

"Children, do we have a vegetable garden at home?"

"There are delicious vegetables grown by my brother behind the house. Why did my brother call me a child? I used to be called An An."

Qin Yun changed it silently, "Can An An help my brother pick some?"

Hearing the familiar name of the child, he replied happily: "Okay, brother, An An will go now."

Seeing An An running out of the house in a hurry, Qin Yun showed a smile, then let's start life in this different world from this first meal until he finds a way to go back.

It has been a month since Qin Yun came to this small village called Qifu Village in the southwestern county of Huiguo, and now when he meets a man with a big belly on the road, he can greet him with a turbulent heart and a calm appearance with a smile (really gratifying) He).Recently, he no longer worries about why the thief brought him into this world. What he likes to hear is because he has a new worry-how to support himself and An'an! ! !In the past, they lived on the silver saved by the former owner of this body and the donations from kind people in the village. After all, this is not a long-term solution. His labor and the little land at home are not enough to support him and An An. It's time to read and go to school.

The most tragic thing is that he tried various methods such as hanging himself and hitting his head against the wall, but he failed to die!Is this the thought of going back?

so sad...