The Nameless of the Common Clans

On the first day of martial arts learning, Chen Mo did not learn many powerful martial arts as he had imagined. He just stood still, which made him feel a little regretful. After all, he was young and had great aspirations to become an undefeated general who could travel across the battlefield, but the reality was so boring that he kept giving up.

Especially after persisting for a quarter of an hour, when he went home, Chen Mo felt that his legs were shaking all the time, and a little external force could make him fall to the ground.

Chen's mother felt a little distressed when she saw Chen Mo like this. She added a meal in the evening. Seeing her son wolfing down corn rice, Chen's mother was happy and distressed.

In the evening, Chen Mo summoned the existence of nothingness to worship as usual, but found that it was a little different from before.

Name: Chen Mo

Fate: 10 (the initial fate of a normal person, natural disasters and man-made disasters will reduce the fate, and the improvement of status can increase the fate)

Luck: 10 (the lowest luck of a normal person, if the luck is lower than the minimum value, the luck of the person will continue to get worse)

Money: 813 five-zhu coins

Life skills: farming lv7, manure production lv6, memory lv1, calligraphy lv1, body building lv1

Combat skills: none

Commander skills: none

Chen Mo was very happy that his luck was restored to ten. After returning from the county, although he didn't encounter any major events, he was either bumping or tripping or stepping on feces and urine. In short, he was in a bad mood. When I looked at it yesterday, the luck was 9, and it was restored to 10 today. And today, he really didn't encounter any bad luck, which made Chen Mo feel relieved.

With three more skills, he was one step closer to his goal. As for what his goal was, Chen Mo himself couldn't tell. He probably wanted to stand out. After seeing the prosperity of the county and the dangers of the world, he became more determined. He didn't want to be a dung man all his life. He wanted to revitalize his own branch and let his mother live a good life.

Chen Mo didn't know how to do it, but the mysterious existence in his mind pointed him in the direction, which was to become stronger and stronger. When he became stronger to a certain extent, all he lacked was an opportunity, but before that, he must have the ability to seize opportunities.

The new skills given by the mysterious existence in his mind pointed Chen Mo in the direction. The next morning, after waking up, he pestered his mother to teach him the second paragraph of the Analects. Although he didn't understand some of the first paragraph, he had already remembered it in his mind after repeated memorization and writing yesterday.

Education in this era generally does not force people to understand, but only requires them to remember, and then slowly experience and understand in the future. This is how Chen's mother learned in the past, so after testing Chen Mo and finding that he really remembered it well, she began the second paragraph.

"Mom, is my handwriting ugly?" Chen Mo copied his mother's handwriting himself, and saw that his mother looked at it carefully, and said shyly.

"No, learning is a gradual process, and so is everything in the world. No one can do it well at the beginning. My son only looked at it once yesterday, and he was able to write the word correctly, which is rare. Mother remembers that when your father taught me to write, he was not as good as my son." Chen's mother smiled and shook her head.

The little black dog has gotten up. Yesterday, Chen's mother helped it build a temporary nest, and it is better to wait for Chen Mo to be free before building it. However, the little guy is obviously very satisfied with his new home. At this moment, seeing Chen Mo writing, he spread his limbs and happily played around the branches, rolling on the ground from time to time.

Chen Mo poked it with a branch, and the little guy immediately rushed to Chen Mo's feet and bit it.

"Mom, I see that everyone's dog has a name, why don't we give it one too?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Okay." Chen's mother nodded.

"My name is Chen Mo, how about calling it Chen Hei?" Chen Mo said excitedly.

"How can you give a dog a surname?" Chen's mother shook her head: "Just call it Heizi."

Heizi?

Chen Mo was a little dissatisfied, always feeling that it lacked a bit of literary style and did not match his identity. After all, he is now a scholar and can read. His dog should be different from others, right?

"It lacks a bit of elegance!" Chen Mo groped his chin like Wu Zhangfang, but unfortunately he didn't have Wu Zhangfang's goat beard, and said in a literary way.

"Going to farm, how can a dog's name be elegant?" Chen's mother was amused by Chen Mo's appearance, slapped him and scolded him with a smile.

"Oh~" Chen Mo agreed unhappily, carrying his small backpack and hoe weakly and running out, still worried about not being able to give his dog a surname.

Looking at her son's back, the smile on Chen's mother's face gradually became a little sour. How long has it been since this child had such a childish emotion?

"Ahh~" Xiao Heizi followed Chen Mo all the way to the door, watching Chen Mo's figure leave, and kept calling until Chen Mo's back disappeared, then he returned to his doghouse unhappily, lying silently in the doghouse, with a pair of small eyes as big as green beans looking in the direction of the door, and even ignored the chickens around him starting to walk.

"This dog is quite human-like." Mother Chen looked down at the dog, placed a broken bowl next to the dog's mouth as a food bowl, and poured some porridge for it to eat. The little chicks seemed to have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the dog yesterday. They moved their claws and ran to the doghouse, poking their heads out to peck at the porridge in the bowl.

Heizi glanced at the door, then at the chicks, silently used his claws to dig the broken bowl into his own nest, and then he lay down in the doghouse with his butt facing the chicks and started eating.

"Chijiji~" The chicks flapped their wings in dissatisfaction and wanted to follow in, and continued to snatch food from Heizi, but was chased by Heizi impatiently all over the yard.

The originally quiet farmyard was a little more lively, and Chen's mother seemed to be in a much better mood.

Chen Mo had discovered before that he seemed to have a lot of physical strength. No matter how tired he was the day before, the fatigue would be completely eliminated after getting up the next day.

When he was standing in the stance yesterday, Chen Mo's legs were obviously exhausted, but when he got up today, he was like nothing happened. After finishing the farm work, Chen Mo had nothing to do, so he stood in the stance while holding a branch and repeatedly practicing a section he learned today on the ground.

Although he had the experience of yesterday, he could not hold on for only a quarter of an hour today. He sat on the ground weakly and ate the rice water prepared by his mother. He wanted to see if he could practice for another quarter of an hour after returning home in the evening.

Unfortunately, Uncle Wang and Uncle Cai went into the mountains to hunt today and did not come back. Chen Mo could only go back to his home to practice. Heizi had been lying at the door for a long time. When he saw Chen Mo rushing up happily, he wagged his tail and circled around Chen Mo's feet. Even when Chen Mo was standing still, he lay at Chen Mo's feet and was unwilling to leave. Several chicks were leisurely walking in the yard. As long as they got closer, they would be driven away by Heizi and would not be allowed to get close at all.

"Mo'er, it's time to eat." Chen's mother came out of the house and shouted to Chen Mo.

"Wait a little longer, it's almost there!" Chen Mo glanced at the sun in the sky and said.