"Is my mother Luo Yuhong, why doesn't she want us anymore?" Zhang Xiaoman continued to ask.

This question made Zhang Daman's question even more confused, what the hell, why were you born with 100,000 why? Where did you get so many why?

If everything is caused by rebirth, then what went wrong? At least it must be able to explain, where did Zhang Xiaoman come from? He can't be like Sun Wukong jumping out of the stone!

"Xiaoman, don't ask, no matter who your mother is, at least I'm your father!" Zhang Daman said that he was a little weak in his heart, Nima's, the pit father was reborn, how could he claim to be his own father, and it was not an unformed tadpole, this is already the product of the little tadpole finding his mother's union, a living person!

Zhang Xiaoman didn't ask any more questions, and after walking for a while, he thought about it and always felt that something was wrong, "Dad, will we all have to live like this in the future?"

Zhang Daman almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, is it possible? My son, are you underestimating your father, or are you talking in a dream? What does your father say, he is reborn back to this 1992 Okay.

It won't be long before the times will be rewritten by me, and in the vast history, I will leave a glorious stroke of my Zhang Daman, and my name will go down in history, understand?

"Of course not!" Zhang Daman replied with certainty and affirmation.

"Then, will you marry Aunt Li as your wife?" Zhang Xiaoman really broke the posture of the casserole to ask the end, he was also reborn and knew nothing about the world, or only a few fragments of memory remained.

It's just that there is an inexplicable more father, from being in the bud valley, and Li Chunhua flies camp dogs and going to steal chickens and touch dogs, I always feel that this father is a little unreliable.

In his little head, he seemed to look at his father Zhang Daman in front of him, as if he saw his future.

These are things that Zhang Daman can't realize, and only Zhang Xiaoman has such thoughts, as if he had a dream, a dream that he can't explain himself, he appeared in the bud valley, and this man called "Dad" saw Li Chunhua, a widow in Shiyi Village, and was helping her break corn on the cob.

He always felt that the bud valley was a place full of evil, and from this "father" man and the widow named "Li Chunhua", he was superfluous.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the bud valley, I am afraid that this "father" man and the widow of "Li Chunhua" would have to do something shameful.

Zhang Xiaoman's memory fragments can't be pieced together, he is very familiar with Shiyi Village, every inch of land he walks through, it is like a long-sealed memory, but no matter how he remembers, it is vague.

Or out of a survival instinct, he realized that if he wanted to live, he had to rely on this "father" man, so he tried his best to put away those memory fragments of himself and pretend to be an innocent and childlike "good son".

However, there is some confusion, should I ask, I still have to ask this man called "Dad".

In fact, Zhang Xiaoman didn't know who the woman called "Mom" was, but when he passed by the neighbors in the village, he heard those village women talking about Zhang Daman's wife, named Luo Yuhong, but she had already run away with someone.

"Xiaoman, don't think nonsense, when school starts in the fall, Dad will send you to school, and our days will gradually get better. "What Zhang Daman can do now is, of course, to first solve the problem of eating and surviving, and then to provide Zhang Xiaoman with the problem of going to school and studying.

He has also read a lot of online novels before, and after the protagonist is reborn in those novels, he is either a rich second generation, a rich man, or a golden finger with a thunder boom and lightning.

He is different, he is neither the second generation of the rich nor the second generation of officials, he is the first generation of farmers, no, to be exact, he is the N generation of farmers, at least his ancestors of the Zhang family have been farmers for generations.

Moreover, they are all huddled in Shiyi Village, guarding one acre and three points of land, with their mouths facing the loess and their backs to the sky.

It is as if the mountains under this karst landscape are not mountains, but cages, imprisoning the thoughts of their ancestors, like invisible shackles, restraining their wings to fly.

As a farmer of the N generation, if Zhang Daman guards the little barren land at home, his fate may be more tragic than that of the peasant generation.

His parents died early, leaving him alone, he grew up eating hundreds of family meals, not to mention letting him guard the little land of his ancestors, even if he let him not recognize the scope of the land assigned to his family.

Saying that he is a farmer is a bit insulting to the word "peasant", and the word "Diao Min" is really tailor-made for him.

The mountain stream is blowing in the breeze, and there is a chill.

Thinking of living a good life, Zhang Daman's head was a mess, and he was reborn back in 1992, although on the surface, he could have the "dividends of the times", and with the information he knew about the future, he could make good use of this information and make a fortune.

Like high-tech Internet, IT, electronic communications, etc., in the course of the later era, it is all booming, but Zhang Daman knows nothing about this, because he has nothing to do with him, at least for now, he does not have the ability to think about high-tech.

Otherwise, go to the town to pack a hill, reclaim wasteland, and grow tea? Now I am so poor that my underwear is torn, my socks are patched, and I don't have the capital to cover the mountain.

Thinking about it left and right, the way to make money either requires capital or no technology.

In the final analysis, money is needed, and if the problem of money is solved, other problems can be solved.

Marx and Engels said in "Capital" that the economic foundation determines the superstructure, and this is still very reasonable.

However, Shiyi Village is such a large slap in the face, and it is not even a projectile land, how can you find a way out?

I thought about it, but I didn't have any ideas, so I didn't care about it for now, and when I got home, I did it with the big hen that came by the way, and when I was full, I had the strength to think.

However, in this life, you can't be as muddy as in the previous life, bury your head in being a good person, an honest person, since it is said that the poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, then Lao Tzu will be a people, so what's the matter?

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

Good people have to go through 9981 difficulties to become Buddhas, while wicked people only need to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot.

Since ancient times, good people have just received a few more good person cards, but they can't get any benefits, and they will starve the bold to death.

When I returned home, it was already pitch black, black and linen, this broken wooden house, all about to fall apart, the black lights were blinding, even the only cooking utensils in the house were crawling with dust, and the ground was also muddy, dirty, and a thick layer of dust.

Zhang Daman took the kerosene lamp for lighting, lit the kerosene lamp, and the roof beams were crawling with cobwebs, if he wasn't sure that this was his home, he thought it was a broken temple and a haunted house in Liaozhai!