The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Others are right when they think about it, why not try their luck, maybe they can meet each other.

Sun Kong, the only one who knew the way, frowned. Even he could only rely on his own memory from 100 years ago to find the way. After all, it has been too long, and the world is constantly changing. I can't tell, many houses here have changed owners from generation to generation. It may be the son or grandson of the original owner, or the family sold their property and moved to a new family.

Three or five families gathered together on a flat field, with the door facing the long bridge and the windows facing Yuanfu, and there were many trees and trees in the middle. Seeing these iconic buildings, Sun Kong told Song Qishu and the others in surprise, " This is it, I still remember the tree at the door."

Song Qishu glanced at it, it was an ordinary tree that abounds in the south of the Yangtze River. Just now when they passed by, they saw countless such trees. The difference probably lies in their different postures, but they almost don't recognize the road, but they still have a deep memory. The reporter is a tree, and there are no normal people in their school.

This is exactly the scene when they found the house. In this picture, the house was smeared with a charm, and it just happened to be raining, a layer of white rain as fine as powder, and a layer of light rain. The background, which is barely ink, is dreamlike and unreal.

Song Qishu thought to himself, he could live in this kind of place for the rest of his life.

Little Pepper thought to herself, it's all here, if she doesn't find a chance to run away, she really won't be able to run away.

Xiao Shizi smiled lightly and didn't say anything. He kept silent since he followed him all the way, and he seldom talked to Song Qishu, let alone a stranger like Changsun Kong. Song Qishu's idea of ​​running away, as a result, things developed in a strange direction and never returned.

Should he go too?This is a problem. Just when he was about to slip away while they were not paying attention to him, a pair of warm hands grabbed him and led him forward together. In front of him was Song Qishu's magnified smiling face, "Xiao Yun quickly Hurry up, old man Li and the others should be here."

Xiao Yun was in a daze and tried to pull out his hand, but the other party was excited and didn't notice it at all. Instead, he pulled it even tighter, like he was a child, and he would disappear as soon as he let go, so he sighed, gave up struggling, and let the He tugged, and even shook back inaudibly.

Xiaojiao, who has been quietly observing from the side, only feels that his eyes are about to be blinded. Wake up, there are two big living people here, can you consciously stop being immersed in your own two-person world, and it is still in the public It's really a pair of dogs and boys, she's not jealous, no!

After they knocked on the door, there was no movement until an old man dressed as a long-term worker came to open the door. He was shocked to see the group of people in surprise, but he was relieved when he saw that everyone was dressed in extraordinary clothes and did not look like robbers. In tone, he has old arms and legs, and he doesn't know if he can hit one.

"Where do you guys come from?"

"Faidi, may I ask if the owner of this house is Xin Changsun? We are his distant relatives. He left this house at the beginning, and we wanted to come and live in it when we passed by." Changsun Kong showed his name with a smile. The house deed, the old man looked at it in a daze.

The old man couldn't help muttering, a little dubious, "You all agreed to come together? Just now two distant relatives came and a group of distant relatives, who are the relatives?"

Well, it seems that old man Li and Bai Ze are indeed living here.

The old man rolled up his sleeves, opened the door latch and led the way for them, "You guys are late, those two moved in first, they can't be liars, can they?"

The old man is a local. When he was asked to visit the house, he thought it was strange. It has been almost 100 years. The caretakers of this house are all old and dead. As long as this house is standing still, even war cannot shake it. , Natural disasters and man-made disasters have never patronized it.

He is also fighting for this house-watching job because he is old and has no income. After all, there is no need to be idle. Almost no one has come here. He is lazy if he wants to be lazy. It doesn’t matter if he sleeps every day. He can also receive a remuneration, which is enough for him to spend his old age in peace.

Changsun Kong laughed, "No, they are also our friends, but they came here first. We heard that there is a grandfather's house in Jiangnan, so we wanted to take a look. After all, we have never been here for so many years, and we don't know it still exists. does not exist."

What the old man was more worried about was that these people would move in, so he, the house watcher, would naturally not need to exist. Where would he find such a leisurely job.

Seeing the sorrow of the old man, Xiao Yun thought more long-term. If all these people lived here, it would be impossible to rely on them alone.

"Old man, if you don't think we are troublesome, can you help us find some long-term workers? Those with quick hands and feet and few words will do, and those with dirty hands and feet will be fine. After all, we plan to live here for a long time. It's not good if the house is empty and there are no servants. , you can buy two maids by the way, who can prune flower branches, I think there must be overgrown weeds."

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. This man knows more about life than the two before him. Not to mention, he only looks after the house. He has never cared about the flowers and plants inside. With his old body, it is even more impossible to spend money.

"Then the money..."

Song Qishu generously put a bag of silver in his hand, and said, "Just listen to him and look for it. After you find it, the rest will be your hard work."

Touching the heavy silver, the old man seemed to feel that the sky was a windfall, and he went out non-stop. After such a good thing, this village will no longer have this shop. He is going to get rich.

Feeling sorry for himself, Song Qishu saw that Xiao Yun was still observing the house, his heart moved, and he pulled him directly in, "No matter how much you look outside, it's better to go in."

The eldest grandson who was about to enter through the door twitched his lips. Is he air? He left the master alone and cared about an ignorant high-ranking official's son. Why did he feel that he was superfluous?

Little Pepper bit her handkerchief and agreed with tears, that's it!She didn't even have a chance to speak her lines!

Old man Li moved a chair in the garden, and was enjoying the sun leisurely. The next moment, the top of his head became dark. He felt that the sun was gone, and he thought it was cloudy and it was going to rain, but he opened his eyes suspiciously. Look, my master is smiling and bending down to look at me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Jumped.

"Are you a human or a ghost?!"

No wonder it is said that people will do very irrational things under extreme circumstances, Li Banxian is so confused

For many years, one can tell whether it is a person or a ghost at a glance, but this is the first time that he is so cowardly. He doesn't even bother to show his posture, and just runs around like a mouse, watching the people on the side dumbfounded.

The elder Sunkong snorted twice, held him down, and patted his wrinkled face, "Okay, you're promising, have you taken the aging pill? Look at your face, you can't be a little ambitious, like you Isn’t the master already old and immortal, and he is not so young and handsome, so he didn’t pursue it!”

So Master was angry because of this?Li Banxian, who originally thought that the other party was here to settle accounts, heaved a sigh of relief, but the anger in his heart was raised.

"You have the nerve to say it! Where did you go to sleep again? It's a pity that you didn't get chopped into meat sauce. Come here, don't stand with this old bastard, it's terrible to be contaminated with his IQ."

Zhang Sunkong's face turned black and evil like the bottom of a pot, and his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom.

Several people felt that the air was frozen, making it difficult to breathe, and suddenly they only felt that the gods were fighting and suffering.