The sunshine in the sky is still the familiar sunshine, and the weeds on the ground are still so fragrant, but in the eyes of the young man, all this is different from before.

It is normal to run in the field all year round, and the skin is a little tanned, not handsome and chic, after all, the color of the skin alone has already excluded this word, but at least the facial features are quite upright, and they have not grown into crooked melons and cracked dates.

Chen Zhiyuan sat on the ditch at the edge of the field, barefoot soaked in water, and was wearing the blue-gray clothes of many toiling people, all of which had faded from washing.

The mud on the body was not in a hurry to wash it off, the boy just looked at his reflection in the water in a daze, as if he felt that something was different, but he felt that there was nothing different.

Yesterday there were a few shooting stars in the sky, and the fifteen-year-old had not lost the curiosity of a young man, so he asked his parents what it was.

Father Chen was also happy to answer his question, telling him that it was probably the stars in the sky that had fallen, and that there might be some great monk passing through the sky.

Monk, what an amazing word.

Chen Zhiyuan fantasized that one day he could become a monk, the same kind that could fly, and then he would be able to take his parents to find a beautiful place to live without farming, and maybe he would also have a cave mansion, which was full of exotic flowers and plants, and there were some people who specialized in serving him, and he meditated every day, and he would have income to support his family by refining alchemy.

The movement of his feet gradually slowed, and the boy fell into his own fantasies, as if everything had become real.

"Zhiyuan! What kind of water are you still playing there, go back to eat!"

Chen's father, who had already packed up his farm tools, stood on the road and shouted at the young man, awakening this beautiful fantasy.

"Here we go!"

Randomly patted the mud that was about to be dried on his body, and used his feet to scare away the small fish that had gathered again at some point, the young man rolled up his wet trouser legs and ran towards the side of the road, skillfully took some farm tools, and ran in the direction of his home.

The fields are planted with some ordinary rice, the climate in the south is very suitable for the growth of these rice, there can be three or four crops a year, people with a little diligent hands and feet will not be hungry, and I don't know if it is because of the aura, these ordinary rice can grow very well without much careful care.

Every day is repetitive, boring, ordinary, but also stable.

There is no major event in the small village all year round, no matter how big it is, it is just the stupid son of Chen Daniu's family who actually took a daughter-in-law this year, or the sheep of the village chief Li at the entrance of the village gave birth to a lamb the day before yesterday, or the tooth official who came to collect taxes yesterday was chased by wild dogs on the road for a mile, but he had to say that it was a wolf.

Everyone is like a rice stalk on a haystack, quietly in a dispensable position, slowly waiting for the yellow stool to dry up, and then a fire to burn it, no one remembers whom.

The harvest will be completed in a few days, and Chen Zhiyuan and his family will clean up the yard on these days, so that the cut rice will have a place to put it, and the chaff will have a place to dry, and it will be able to sell it in the town when the time comes.

"Yuanzi, I discussed it with your mother, and when I finish harvesting this millet, I will take you to the study in the town to study for two years, and then see if you can find a good place to work in the town, what do you think?"

According to Chen's father's idea, that is, his ancestors have been rolling in the nest for generations, and now the conditions are not too bad, send the child to the town to study for two years, so if he can settle down in the town in the future, and if he has a grandson in the future, isn't it also a decent person?

"Okay. ”

Without any hesitation or argument, Chen Zhiyuan agreed.

Although the little adult has the word adult, but in the final analysis, he is still a child, and the arrangement for adults is basically what you say, then I will do it, and I will not think too much.

However, as soon as his eyes rolled, Chen Zhiyuan asked Chen's father: "What about the autumn planting next season, can I come back to help?"

Probably Chen Zhiyuan also knew what the school in the town was like, it was nothing more than listening to an old man with a long beard studying with a straight face every day, and before he started to go to school, he was already thinking about whether he could come back.

"Then let's see if the school will have a holiday, if it's a holiday, you'll come back, if you don't have a holiday, you'll stay honest, anyway, it's just a few days of work, and it doesn't matter if you come back or not. "Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, how can Father Chen not know what Chen Zhiyuan is thinking? But even if the child is looking for an excuse to skip school, he still wants to come back to help, and Father Chen's heart softened.

There is only a small forest between the house and the field, and the summer sun bakes the earth, but it also brings out the aroma of ripe rice, and you can smell it when the wind blows, and when you close your eyes, you want to fall asleep.

A few days passed quickly, and everyone began to get busy, cutting rice for harvesting rice, morning glory for cattle carts, and fishing for fish. After a few days of busy work, the rice that had not yet been threshed was spread out in the yards of every household, and it was another bumper harvest.

The next thing is not a big deal, the father and mother of Chen at home are also busy, so they are ready to send Chen Zhiyuan to the town as soon as possible, and go to school two days early, although it is not a big deal, but the simple farmers still hope that their children can learn the things in the school as soon as possible.

The town is not prosperous, and nothing new has appeared, anyway, it has not changed much over the years, at least in Chen Zhiyuan's opinion.

The family came to the town in an early manner, and when the school opened, they sent Chen Zhiyuan over.

One month is one leaf of silver, two years is twenty pieces of silver, and those four months are more than one buy and more. The old man Cao of the school is not a bad money, after all, there are so many students, and he is the only one in the town to open the school, although the money given by one person is small, but he can't stand so many people for so many years.

After paying the tuition fee and giving another month of food and lodging money, Chen's father and Chen's mother handed over Chen Zhiyuan to the school with confidence, and the two lived a comfortable life for two again.

There was no drama of turning back three times in one step, nor did he leave with a sour heart of crying, just did it crisply, Chen's father and Chen's mother left after leaving Chen Zhiyuan.

Looking at the figure of his parents leaving, and then looking at the completely different environment around him, Chen Zhiyuan clearly knew that his life was beginning to be a little different from before, at least, he could understand most of the words in the book in the near future, instead of only understanding the "blessing" hanging on the door upside down like before.

Chen Zhiyuan's world has changed a little since then.