I'm dead again [quick time travel]

When Qiao Jiu woke up, the car had already stopped.

He was sitting in the co-pilot, and when he opened his eyes, there was a verdant green. The driver beside him saw him wake up, and put back the cigarette he had just taken out: "Are you awake?"

He thought it was nonsense, but the person in front of him had a smile on his face and his tone was very kind, so he also smiled and nodded.

He didn't bring much luggage, just a big backpack and a suitcase.

The driver didn't intend to get out of the car to help, so he could only go to the back of the car to carry the boxes in a daze.

As soon as I moved down, the car drove away.

It left Qiao Jiu with a look of exhaustion.

Qiao Jiu: "..."

Sure enough, very kind.

After the exhaust gas dissipated, Qiao Jiu took a breath of fresh air and became much more awake.

He stood there for a while, his thoughts slowly coming back, and then he shook his head and walked towards a path not far away.

The road was full of potholes, and there were many branches protruding from it. Qiao Jiu, who was 180 tall, had to bend down from time to time, dodge to the left, and give way to the right.

By the way, he is no longer 180.

To be precise, he is no longer the old Qiao Jiu.

Although it is still the name.

Qiao Jiu licked his lips, and suddenly asked, "Are you still there?"

"Yes." The flat and cold mechanical voice sounded.

"Tell me again what you said before."

"Okay," said the voice again, explaining things again.

Qiao Jiu slandered while listening. Listening to this thing's speech is almost the same as listening to English before, and the voice is exactly the same.

"Host, do you understand?"

"Understood, I understand," Qiao Jiu nodded, "It's the traversal system, I've seen it, so what do I need to do?"

"The host can complete the task."

"What task?" Qiao Jiu was suddenly excited: "Slap in the face or abuse the scum?"

"No, the host doesn't need to do these worthless tasks."

Qiao Jiu:? ? ?

Worthless tasks?

The system continued: "You are the host we have carefully selected."

Qiao Jiu: Thank you.

System: "You're welcome."

Qiao Jiu looked terrified: "Can you hear what I'm thinking?"

"Yes," the system paused: "You can communicate with me directly in your mind."

"You are violating my privacy! I can sue you!"

"The system is not human and cannot be measured by human laws."

"Okay," Qiao Jiu hummed, "You're not human."

The system didn't speak any more, and Qiao Jiu guessed that he didn't understand this sentence either.

Today's weather is bad, gloomy, it looks like it's going to rain, and it looks like it's going to snow, the wind blows and it's cold, Qiao Jiu wrapped himself in a cotton coat.

The original body was also named Qiao Jiu, 20 years old, and the only college student in Qiao's village.

The village is remote, and the family is not considered rich. Yuan has always had low self-esteem after entering university. Students from such backgrounds either slap their faces swollen to look fat, or they are not sociable and study hard.

It turned out to be the latter. He worked several jobs and occasionally sent money back to his family.

Although his temper was a little silent, the villagers all praised him when they mentioned him.

Qiao Jiu asked again: "System, what is my mission?"

"No mission yet."

"Huh?" Qiao Jiu thought he was hallucinating: "What did you say?"

"The host will be notified when the task appears."

"So what am I going to do now?"

The system is concise: "Wait."

Well, you are the system and you have the final say.

"I don't count."

The system spoke again, which startled Qiao Jiu: "Damn it, don't you know that it scares people to death?"

"Tasks are not determined by systems, and systems are not people."

Qiao Jiu's attention was on the previous sentence: "Who decided that?"

"Random."

"Impossible," Qiao Jiu said in disbelief, "I don't study much, so don't lie to me."

The system stops beeping.

Qiao Jiu yelled a few more times, but the system didn't make any sound, so he stopped asking and watched the soles of his feet walking quietly.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw a village.

He learned from his memory that this was Qiao's Village, and the house at the entrance of the village was his home.

The whole village was very quiet. Qiao Jiu understood that it was winter after all.

But as Qiao Jiu approached, he became more and more nervous. He felt that the village seemed to be too quiet. Not only people, but even the sounds of animals were not heard.

While he was thinking wildly, the door of the house not far away suddenly opened, and a woman came out to pour water. She looked up and saw Qiao Jiu, her face was full of surprise: "Qiao Jiu is back!"

This is Yuanshen's mother, Wang Qingqing.

Immediately, a man came out from behind the door. He looked strong and strong. This was his father, Qiao Dahe.

Qiao Jiu pondered for a while, opened and closed his mouth again, closed and opened it again, and finally called out: "Dad, Mom."

He tried his best to suppress the inexplicable emotion in his heart. Before that, he hadn't called this name for a long time.

The man in front of him had many wrinkles on his face, and he kept staring at Qiao Jiu when he went out. When Qiao Jiu called him, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "I'm back."

Then he turned around and was about to enter the house.

Wang Qingqing on the side pulled Qiao Jiu and followed behind.

Both were happy, Wang Qingqing smiled and said, "I'll go buy some tofu from his uncle."

Qiao Dahe took a puff of cigarette: "Go."

Uncle Qiao Jiu, Qiao Dashan.

Qiao Dashan and Qiao Dahe sounded like brothers.

Qiao Dashan's family opened a small store in the village, which sells everything. The town is too far away, and people in his own village and nearby villages usually go to his house to buy everything, and the tofu is also made and sold by himself.

Wang Qingqing went out in a hurry, and came back in a hurry, with tofu in her hand, and Qiao Dashan followed behind her.

People who are 60 years old are only three years older than Qiao Dahe, but they look much older.

There are two daughters in their family, both older than Qiao Jiu, who got married early, and now there are only husband and wife in the family.

Qiao Dahe smoked earthen cigarettes, and his fingers were black and yellow, very conspicuous. He smiled and patted Qiao Jiu's shoulder, looking very happy: "It's a holiday!"

"Yes," Qiao Jiu nodded, "Uncle."

Wang Qingqing poked her head out from the kitchen: "Uncle, watch TV with his dad first."

Qiao Dashan hummed, sat on the edge of Qiao Dahe and chatted with him.

Qiao Jiu paid attention and listened secretly. Although he has the memory of the original body, he is not the original body after all, and he still needs to know more about some things.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Qiao Dahe handed Qiao Dashan a cigarette, but Qiao Dashan waved his hand and refused, took out another roll of tobacco leaves, and rolled it slowly by himself.

Qiao Dahe smoked, and Qiao Dashan asked again: "Have you really thought about it?"

"Well," Qiao Dahe was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "While I can still work, save more money, Qiao Jiu will marry a wife after graduation."

Qiao Dashan took a puff of cigarette: "Then go find Qiao Qiang later."

Qiao Qiang is the current village chief. Qiao Jiu found this person from his memory. He is strong and courageous, and he only took office the year before last.

Qiao Jiu pretended to be watching TV, but was actually listening to them.

The original body has always been silent, and there is nothing suspicious about him.

Now that the task has not come out, and he doesn't know where to use his energy, Qiao Jiu curled his lips, how boring.

In order not to collapse the human design, he can't do anything for the time being.

You can't talk too much, and you can't laugh too much.

The two brothers stopped after talking a few more words. They were originally silent, and they had nothing else to do, so they sat and watched TV one after another.

Qiao Jiu was the only one left, and he really couldn't watch TV anymore.

He stood up: "Dad, uncle, let me go to the kitchen."

The two nodded, and Qiao Dahe said, "Go."

Qiao Jiu walked into the kitchen, and Wang Qingqing was burning the fire. The pig's feet were stewed in the pot, which was already bubbling, and there were still a few plates of chopped vegetables waiting to be fried on the stove.

Qiao Jiu walked over: "Mom, let me come."

"Okay," Wang Qingqing was naturally happy when his son was willing to help, "Are you going to practice soon?"

"Well," Qiao Jiu said while cooking, "What has Dad been doing recently?"

"I didn't do anything. Didn't your uncle come over not long ago? The owner of the medicinal materials in their village said that he liked the terrain on our side. Your uncle is going to ask your dad to do it together."

The uncle Wang Qingqing mentioned was from the next door village. He was clever since he was a child, and he didn’t want to farm. He always wanted to venture outside. No matter how much he suffered, it was because Qiao Dahe and the others always took care of him that life was easier.Originally, I was hopeless, but I came back suddenly the year before last, and brought the people from the village to grow medicinal materials. Now the life of the next-door village is much better than theirs.

"It's a good thing," Qiao Jiu thought, and then realized: "Dad, is he planning to bring people from the village with him?"

Wang Qingqing nodded: "In the past few years, we have been working with your uncle, and you don't know how much gossip, but after all, I'm married, and if it wasn't for your uncle's pressure, we wouldn't be able to make so much money. Now your uncle Now that you've said that, your dad and I are thinking of calling the people in the village to join us."

In the past few years of growing medicinal materials, Wang Qingqing has also received a lot of ridicule. Although Wang Feng started this matter, it is still a business in their village. Most of them are not happy to let Wang Qingqing do it together.What's more, Wang Feng also made it clear that only people in his own village can do it, and they are also married people. Wang Qingqing can do it, but his own family can't do it, so don't worry about it.

"Mom, don't think about it too much, they're used to them." Qiao Jiu said, "If it wasn't for uncle's kindness, would they still have so much nonsense?"

These are Wang Feng's original words. He wanted to move away with his family. After all, those people didn't treat their family very well when he was away, but grandma didn't want to leave. In addition, Wang Qingqing and the others were not far away. Only then did he stay and bring the villagers to grow medicinal materials together. Who knew there would be such a result.

Qiao Jiu remembered Wang Feng's words again: "I don't let them make money because I want them to plot against my sister!"

"Have you agreed who will take care of the medicine?"

"Let your dad take care of it," Wang Qingqing said with a smile on his face, "Your uncle said that after your dad agrees, let the boss come and have a look."

"Yo, that's fine," Qiao Jiu Yile said, "Is my dad in charge?"

After dinner, Qiao Dahe and Qiao Dashan went to the village chief's house.

Qiao Jiu helped Wang Qingqing clean up the table, looking at the bowls in the pot, his face was troubled, Wang Qingqing didn't pay attention to his expression, and drove people away: "You go to watch TV."

Qiao hasn't left for a long time: "I'll talk to you."

With just such a sentence, Wang Qingqing's eyes turned red.

Qiao Jiu: "???"

He looked at the moved Wang Qingqing: "I..." Did I just say something?

But before he could say this, he was interrupted by Wang Qingqing: "It's been a long time, you have really grown up, woo woo woo..."

While speaking, she wiped her tears.

With a dazed face, Qiao Jiu went over to help wipe away tears: "Mom, don't cry..."

"Woo..." Wang Qingqing suddenly hugged Qiao Jiu: "Woooo..."

Qiao Jiu froze and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Gently patted Wang Qingqing's back.

He has seen women cry, but they are all in their teens and 20s. When they cry, they are earth-shattering, for fear that others will not know.There are also some crying silently, like a flower soaked in water, it looks painful.

But it was someone else, Qiao Jiu has always looked down on him, thinking of this, he is still a little proud.

Wang Qingqing cried for a while before raising her head, her eyes were a little swollen, Qiao Jiu panicked: "Mom, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Wang Qingqing looked at Qiao Jiu again, sniffed, and went to wash the dishes.

Qiao Jiu leaned on the door and watched. He originally wanted to learn how to wash dishes, but after a few glances he found it boring, so he looked around, and Wang Qingqing saw it: "Go and make the bed yourself, and plug in the electric blanket by the way."

Originally, he was cold and couldn't even sleep in the heat. It was alright in summer, but he suffered in winter. After Wang Feng came back, he bought an electric blanket for him.

Qiao Jiu followed his memory to find the room. There was a big bed, a desk, a bookshelf and a wardrobe. The wood and workmanship were all good, and it would not be cheap to put them in the city. They were all replaced by Wang Feng after he came back.

This uncle is really kind to Yuanshen, maybe because he only has a daughter in his family, he treats Qiao Jiu as his son.

Qiao Dahe didn't care, and mentioned more than once that he would ask Qiao Jiu to take care of him in the future.

After plugging in the electric blanket, Qiao Jiu sat on the bed and called the system, but the system didn't show up after calling for a long time.

He could only ponder for himself, thinking back on the novels he had read, thinking about what his mission was, and thinking about how he came here.

I just remember getting ready to go to the hospital and then go home.

What are you going to the hospital for?

Qiao Jiu scratched his head, unable to remember the details.