The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

He gritted his teeth and struggled for the last time, "Is this a film and television city? We are filming?"

The white-bearded old man puffed on his cigarette again, with a helpless expression on his face, "You're still more confused than an old man like me at a young age. I'll take you to a doctor in the city later. I don't have the money to buy you a coffin."

Well, he doesn't have to struggle anymore, let's accept his fate.Now that I had resigned myself to fate, I relaxed, and my stomach started to growl again.

Hearing the sound, the old man's beard trembled, "Want to eat it? It's beautiful! I bought this pot of meat with a dime. I love my meat. You, a foreigner, still want to eat it with me, old man Li. Eat and drink for nothing?"

Song Qishu scratched his head and heard that the old man just wanted to ask him for money, but where did he get the money? Even if he had money, it was RMB, so it was useless here. He dug out his pants and found Two Grandpa Mao, but useless, he sighed and collected the money again.

"Then how can I share it with me? I will do whatever you ask me to do, chopping firewood? Carrying water? Farming?"

"You want to farm like those peasants with your little arms and legs? Don't get tired and get down on the ground. How about this, I don't like to move when I'm old. You take this pot of meat to the village one by one. If you send it I'll give you the rest when it's over."

Old man Li didn't even look at the pot of meat, as if he didn't spend the hanging money, and the meat he gave didn't belong to his family, and he didn't show any distressed expression.

You said just now that it would be heartbreaking to exchange a pendant of money, and now you are asking him to give it door to door. What kind of logic is this? Blaming the old man is blaming the old man.

Muttering a few words, he still resigned to his fate, picked up the pot of meat, walked out of the yard in one breath, and walked straight along the path as the old man said, but when he stood in front of the first farmhouse, he withdrew his step, with a hesitant expression on his face. .

Who knows if the people here are as familiar with him as the old man with the white beard?Don't you have any grudges against him, a foreigner?

Is he being too honest?It stands to reason that he should run away with this pot of meat on his shoulders. Why do he work for him seriously? Where will he get his share after they finish dividing it?

After a battle between heaven and man, he gritted his teeth and knocked on the door of the first house.

The chaimen creaked and was opened from the inside.

"you are?"

The woman was sifting beans with a dustpan in her hand, her black hair was wrapped in a red scarf, with a small twitch on the back of her head, she looked about 30 years old, she opened the door to see a strange boy Dazed for a moment, he glanced at the pot of meat he was carrying, realized in his heart, then smiled and shouted behind him.

"Erba, bring the bowl at home."

"Okay~" The little boy ran out of the room with a bowl in his hand, with the residue of the snack still on his mouth, he was as stunned as his mother when he saw the stranger, and asked.

"Brother, who are you, passing by to beg for food?"

The woman spat, tapped him twice on the head, grabbed the bowl in his hand and filled it with meat, "You son of a bitch, I'm eating your meat from Grandpa Li's house for nothing, let's see my little brother deliver the meat to you." Don't know whose family he belongs to?"

Hearing this, Song Qishu twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that he should pretend to be stupid at this moment, and swallowed his explanation, he would naturally be happy if someone explained it for him.

Erwa giggled, anyway, it didn't hurt or itch, so his mother just said it casually, but he politely apologized for the meat, "I'm sorry, it turned out to be the little brother of Grandpa Li's family, I will come here often in the future Come to play with me, don't talk about anything else, there are no children in the village that I don't know, Xiaohua and the others can listen to me."

The woman shook her head at his childish words, and thanking Song Qishu with a bowl of meat, she motioned him to go home before it was dark.

He was so hungry that he wished he could finish the deliveries earlier, so he hurriedly left Erwa's house, but when he finished deliveries from door to door, he lost his way once, and when he returned to Old Man Li's place again, there was only a faint afterglow of the sun paving the way.

Sighing and walking on the road, looking at the remaining meat in the pot, he muttered, strange thing... The remaining meat is not too much, just a bowl, how did the old man know?Forget it, as long as his stomach is full, he doesn't ask for anything else now, he has enough to eat and drink, he has a place to live, and then he slowly thinks of a way to go home.

He entered the door, but didn't see the old man, but the door of the room he woke up in was half open. He opened the door tremblingly and took a quick look. There were new bedding neatly placed on the head of the bed, and old man Li Hearing the movement without even looking at him, he silently wiped the long banner in his hand, there was some vaguely written word on it, but it couldn't be seen clearly on the back.

"Well, I've finished delivering it, can you give me this meat?"

"Well, you're still smart, eat it." Old man Li snorted, and explained for himself, "If you didn't have a relationship with me, I wouldn't save you, don't think too much, and don't think I'm What a kind person, do you understand?"

"Anyway, you saved me, you are my benefactor."

Seeing the old man's serious expression, he couldn't take his words as a joke at all, Song Qishu frowned, and kept these words in his heart, the old man saved him no matter what, it's a fact that he didn't come out at all, Bai If you eat and drink for free, your confidence will be weak. It seems that finding a job here is on the agenda before going home.

Picking up the bowl of stewed meat that he had been coveting for a long time, he lowered his head and gorged it directly into his mouth.

Old man Li glanced at him with a half-smile, saw that he was honestly eating the stew, changed his mind, and decided to tell him the matter in advance.

"When you finished delivering the stew, the whole village spread the news that my relatives and children from afar came to my house. You should live here."

"Pfft—" He spat out the broth in one gulp, and he looked at the old man in disbelief, who is this old man's relative, and the devil wants to be his relative.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, since you ate my stew, you still eat and drink for free at my house, of course, it seems that you still plan to live for free, so give me a shot, I'm not in good health recently It’s too late, my back always hurts, alas, it’s really hard to find such a good person like me.” At the end, he also praised himself by the way.

He swallowed his saliva, and asked tremblingly, "You have a big beard and still work? What are you doing..."

"Grumbling..."

Old man Li threw the wiped banner in his hand, let it roll a few times on the ground, then slowly unfolded the cloth, and the words on it were clearly displayed.

"The heavenly secret cannot be leaked?"

Fortunately, he knows the characters, but why does he feel so familiar? It seems that he often sees similar stalls when passing by the overpass, and so on... What the hell, a fortune teller?

As a socialist successor who grew up under the red flag, fully implemented Marxist philosophy, and armed himself with science, he had only one impression of these feudal superstitions.

Charming.

Isn't it just taking advantage of the unsatisfactory nature of life, telling all the bad things, and there will always be someone who will happen to be right, and these magic sticks will further deceive, so it becomes the so-called magic fortune.

Old man Li picked up the banner slowly, and slowly shook his head seeing his stunned look.

"Young people just can't hold back, hey, please accept your expression, the word disgust in your eyes is almost sticking to the skin of an old man, as for, although our business is not rich and powerful, it is also based on our ability Why is eating so unbearable in your eyes?"

Song Qishu opened his mouth but still didn't speak the truth. Although their fortune tellers were indeed liars who pretended to be mysterious and mysterious, but everything here was strange. Maybe there really was a fortune teller?Even if it's fake, when the old man slanders his means of earning a living, he won't stop talking to him.

After hammering his old arms and legs, and gulping down his saliva, old man Li put the cigarette bag on his waist, picked up the streamer and was ready to go out. Maybe the moment he went out, he remembered that there were more people in the house today, so he glared dissatisfiedly at the young man with a beard. They're all going up to the sky.

"I have something to go out for, and I will come back when I go, but you dare to try with dirty hands and feet, I, Li Banxian, am not a vegetarian."

Song Qishu looked at him, and then thought that he had a youthful physique if he didn't say he was strong, and he was silent. If he really wanted to, why would he have done it earlier.

After old man Li left, he sat quietly next to the table for a while, thinking about the cause and effect of getting lost this time, and then thinking about this strange ancient village, he couldn't help but scratched his hair, just a word of annoyance!He only said it once!