Blue Book for Zhiruo [Rebirth vs. Transmigration]

"Ruoer, Ruoer..."

When Zhou Xiao woke up from the coma, she had changed from Zhou Xiao to a poor fisherman who was less than 10 years old in ancient times.

The river was gurgling, and Zhou Xiao sat on the bow of the boat and watched the thatched huts slowly receding on the shore, thinking about how she changed from a woman who was running for three years to a child, and also suspected that she had traveled to ancient times.

"Ruo'er, it's just right for you. Don't bask in the sun, go into the cabin and rest." The middle-aged man who was steering the stern called out to Zhou Xiao, with a lingering sadness under his frown.

"Daddy, I'm fine. I'd better get some tan." Zhou Xiao looked back at the fisherman she called Daddy.He is the father of this body, but the two are not very similar in appearance, she is more like a mother.With fine white skin, small face, and big eyes, no matter how you look at it, she is a beautiful woman, so she suffered an indiscriminate disaster three days ago.

Her mother was probably a beautiful woman, that's why she was snatched away by force, and died within a year. Only the father and daughter were left to depend on each other, eating and living in the boat, and living off the river.

Now that the daughter has grown up, the traffickers who come and go across the river have taken a fancy to her. When her father goes ashore to buy rice, he wants to kidnap and sell the daughter who is alone in the fishing boat.

Fortunately, the father came back in time and fished the daughter out of the river bottom in the sack by relying on his extraordinary water-cutter skills during the chase and pounce.Unfortunately, the father didn't know that his daughter's Xin'er had unknowingly dropped the package.

Because of this fright, the father hurriedly asked his daughter to pretend to be a baby boy, and moved the small fishing boat southward away from the waterway where he used to make a living. Zhou Xiao also pretended to be a fisherman's daughter for three days.

It was probably due to the memory of the brain cells. Although she would not be at a loss and show off her feet, she didn't know how to face this sudden new life.It is impossible to tell the truth, let alone the poor fisherman's father in front of him is pitiful enough, Zhou Xiao is afraid that he will have a nervous breakdown and jump into the river with her to see his dead mother.

Although the current life is a little bit hard, and may continue to suffer from poverty in the future, Zhou Xiao has no intention of giving up life again.Let her think about it, plan carefully, how to live with this poor father in the future.

"It's better to be tanned, it's better to be tanned..." the fisherman murmured, his eyes met the blush on his daughter's pale little face from the scorching sun, and he sighed secretly. Live distressed.

Who wants to dress up his lovely daughter as a dusty wild boy? Even if he can't afford new clothes, the fisherman tightens his trousers and squeezes out a few copper coins to buy his daughter a red rope to tie her hair in a bun.Now I have to put away the red string and change into a boy's rough dress.

The fisherman looked at his daughter's face that grew more and more like a child's mother, but he knew in his heart that it was a safe decision to do so even though he was reluctant to give up.If it's darker, it's darker, it doesn't matter if it's a tomboy, if it grows up safely, and if it's married to an ordinary family who keeps itself safe and live a good life, and don't have to follow him to eat and sleep on the river, then his life will be worth it.

"Ah, this fish is so heavy! It must be a big fish!" Zhou Xiao suddenly became excited, and hurriedly held the fishing rod loosely or tightly to walk the fish.

"Daddy! Come on! It's a big fish!"

"Let's see, let's see, hey! Boy, what a big fish!"

The fisherman put down his oar and hurried across to help his daughter get the fish into the boat.

Fighting wits and strength to walk the fish, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, he quickly got out of the net and picked it up. A pure wild bighead carp over half a meter long was lying alive and kicking on the board of the boat.

"Daddy, let me come, let me come, I'll cook today." Zhou Xiao cheerfully pressed down on the big fat fish with both hands. She has been craving sour bamboo shoots and fish heads for a long time!

The two father and daughter live and eat on the fishing boat. Because they don't often go ashore, the cabin is always stocked with easy-to-preserve ingredients.Rice, salt, etc. are bought on the shore. Dried fish is dried from the fish caught in the river. Because vegetables are not easy to store, we often buy pickled cabbage soaked in jars, such as Now there are bamboo shoots in the jar that Dad cut down from the bank a few days ago.

Zhou Xiao has been tempted by the sour bamboo shoots stored in the cabin every day for the past three days, gradually becoming more mellow and sour. Now that the sour bamboo shoots are marinated, she hastened to roll up her sleeves to make sour bamboo shoots and fish head stew. eat.

"Okay, okay," the fisherman's father patted the top of his daughter's head in relief, and then he really sat aside and watched her kill fish and wash rice for lunch.

The so-called rice is actually far from the fine white rice eaten in modern times.The yellowing is even mixed with unhusked grains, but Zhou Xiao knows that the fisherman's father bought it specially for her to replenish her body, which is not easy given their family conditions.

Zhou Xiao wasn't picky, and she couldn't help being picky. She had already recognized the reality two days ago.

Wash the rice carefully with clean and pollution-free river water and steam it in a sand bowl. Zhou Xiao moved aside to deal with this very fresh fat-headed fish seriously.Wash and shred the sour bamboo shoots, chop the fish kill into pieces, stir-fry the ginger and garlic and simmer in a pot covered with rice wine. Dang Zhou Xiao uses limited resources to turn simple ingredients into a delicious and mouth-watering sour bamboo shoots and fish head stew After that, the melancholy atmosphere that lingered in the hearts of the two fathers and daughters for three days finally dissipated in the lunch of laughter and laughter.

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"Daddy, here." Zhou Xiao fed the fried broad beans that he had nothing to do to the mouth of the fisherman father who was steering.

"Is it fragrant?"

"fragrant."

The fisherman's father watched his daughter having fun on the fishing boat with a smile, and no longer worried about her becoming more and more lively like a mud monkey.For him, it is better for his daughter to be healthier. As for Zhou Xiao's wheat-colored skin, which is so shiny and slippery when splashed with water, he gradually ignored it. He almost forgot that Zhou Xiao was his daughter's family. .

"Boatman! Boatman!"

I only heard a man's voice from far away on the bank, beckoning to cross the river.

The fisherman and his family have already changed river sections to make a living, but because life on the water is really difficult, the fisherman's father couldn't stand Zhou Xiao's lobbying and started ferry work again.

Watching from afar a bearded man leading a little boy to cross the river, Zhou Xiao also took the opportunity to tidy up the messy plank of the boat when the fisherman's father turned around and rowed over.

Duren can, but can't we get the ingredients for tonight?

It's just that Zhou Xiao didn't expect that these two people would cause her fisherman father to lose his life. The broad bean rice she carefully prepared for fisherman father would never be eaten by fisherman father again.

Yuan soldiers pursued and killed, bearded men resisted, and the little boy died. It was not until she was rescued by a white-haired old man and taken to another boat that Zhou Xiao finally woke up. Her fisherman father was gone.

"Little baby, what's your name?" The white-haired old man asked softly when he saw that Zhou Xiao had been staring blankly at the fisherman's body, and his eyes were empty and sad, looking pitiful.

After asking several times, Zhou Xiao raised his head and looked at the white-haired old man silently.

"Zhou Xiao..."

With the death of the fisherman's father, there is no need for Zhou Xiao to occupy his daughter's identity, and there is no need to pretend to be his daughter to please him.It is estimated that Daddy Fisherman has already met his real daughter...

And she was never Zhou Ruo, let alone Zhou Zhiruo...

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