The weather in April was tiresome, the gray sky was not alive at all, and the endless drizzle was like a man with prostatitis, who never peed clean. Under the invasion of drizzle, the creek ripples from time to time.

Lu Xiaoxian sat by the river, looking at the river with scattered eyes, like a sculpture.

God loves to play tricks on people too much, after the crossing, Lu Xiaoxian was full of confidence and looking forward to the future, just when he was smiling from ear to ear, he was thrown a piece of shit in his mouth, and he was disgusted and speechless for a long time.

That's right, Lu Xiaoxian really hasn't spoken for a long time.

He painfully found that his life after crossing over was completely different from what he imagined, just like picking it up and thinking it was a piece of meat, only to know that it was a piece of ginger when he bit it. After only one month, his ambition was wiped out.

In the first few days after the crossing, Lu Xiaoxian couldn't stand boredom.

No computers, no TVs, no mobile phones, no entertainment, not even electricity. Swimming, hiking, diving, reading, chilling, drinking beer, these previously ordinary things have become luxuries. Boredom came like a rolling tide and drowned him.

The farthest distance in the world is not the ends of the world, nor is it the separation of life and death, but the body has passed through the heart but is still in the same place.

Lu Xiaoxian thought that he would quickly forget the past and integrate into reality, but in fact, this was simply impossible. There are as many things to remember as there are to forget throughout one's life. Some memories are hidden deep in the cell, never separated from the body, and to destroy them is tantamount to burning jade.

He suddenly missed the old days. But everything has become a memory, and it will never go back, forever!

It didn't take long for Lu Xiaoxian to stop being bored. Because he found that there was something called hunger, which was more unbearable than boredom.

For a month, hunger was like a bloody mouth, approaching Lu Xiaoxian from time to time, wanting to bite and engulf him. Sometimes he is conscious because of this feeling, and other times, he is hungry and craves food even more.

If Shuai can be used as a meal, Lu Xiaoxian firmly believes that he can feed the world. But the problem is that Shuai really can't be eaten.

As the descendants of the exiles, the life of the Lu family father and son was very hard, every day they were either stewed in a pot of vegetables and rice, or rice soup with a few leaves floating in the stomach, which was excreted from the body as soon as they were drunk, as if they had not eaten it. Even so, it is often the last meal that is not the next.

Lu Xiaoxian is a long body and has a surprisingly good appetite, and his father, who loves his son like his life, would rather be hungry himself than find ways to make him full. If Lu Xiaoxian could eat a dry meal one day, it would definitely be his father who pulled it out from between his teeth.

He was tormented by hunger all the time, hungry all day long, his body was shriveled like an air-dried eggplant, his eyes were blue with hunger, and his empty eyes could only look through the autumn water and stare at the dark sky. Even leave half of the poop so that you don't get hungry quickly.

At night, Lu Xiaoxian often couldn't sleep, and imagined eating boiled fish, boiled beef, Haidilao, hairy crabs, and a lot of delicious things in his mind. Even if he falls asleep, he will wake up from his dreams, because he always has hungry dreams, hungry dreams.

With a real experience of hunger, Lu Xiaoxian finally understood how important food is to people. What ideals, careers, and love are all things that come after you have a full stomach. If you don't have enough to eat, everything is.

The buoy in the water moved slightly, and a chubby little boy beside Lu Xiaoxian suddenly widened his eyes in alarm. Unfortunately, the buoy didn't react any further, and there was a look of disappointment on his face.

The little boy who sat side by side with Lu Xiaoxian was short, round and fat, so fat that he could drip oil. The neck stalks are all fat, and the round little watermelon-like head is on the two shoulders. He has a round head, a semi-round chin, a round nose, and the flesh on his face squeezes his eyes into a line, and he has two attractive ears.

His name is Zhang Meng, and like Lu Xiaoxian, he is also a descendant of a rogue person, his family background is also not good, and he is also dependent on each other. I don't know how much Zhang Meng's father had to pay to feed him so fat. The two of them are neighbors, Zhang Meng and Lu Xiaoxian are of the same age, the two grew up together, and they are like one person.

These days, Zhang Meng felt very puzzled in his heart, how Lu Xiaoxian, who used to love to talk and laugh, suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he was depressed all day long.

Of course, Zhang Meng wouldn't know that Lu Xiaoxian in front of him now was no longer the original Fa Xiao, who was inseparable from him. Although Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng are about the same age, when it comes to psychological age, the two are not at the same level at all, of course Lu Xiaoxian does not have any common language with Zhang Meng, so he doesn't care much about him.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Meng was still like Lu Xiaoxian's shadow, sticking to him all day long, talking to him, and accompanying him to fish.

Speaking of fishing, Lu Xiaoxian has to thank God.

God still favored him, and just when he was about to go crazy with hunger, things took a turn for the better. Lu Xiaoxian found that there were fish in the small river at the east end of the village, although they were only a few small fish that were inches long, but at least they could alleviate his current predicament.

Before the crossing, Lu Xiaoxian had fantasized countless times: going to a strange place, going fishing in the morning, basking in the sun at noon, sleeping in the house in the afternoon, and having dinner at sunset, this is the ideal life.

Now, what seems like an ideal has become a reality, and he can fish with his homemade fishing rod every day. But in fact, his mood was not as happy as the weather at this time.

It stands to reason that fishing is a pleasure, a pleasure, and a health regimen that can calm people and open their minds. But Lu Xiaoxian felt ashamed when he said it, he didn't fish because he was leisurely, let alone elegant, but to solve his stomach problems. When you're lucky, you can occasionally catch three or two small fish, and go home to fight tooth sacrifices. Most of the time, he can only lick his tongue and go home empty-handed.

"Xiaoxian, hurry, hurry, the fish has bitten the bait!"

Zhang Meng's hurried voice woke up Lu Xiaoxian, who was contemplating. He looked up, and sure enough, the buoy sank, and immediately lifted the rod, but it was still too late, the fish ran away, and the bait was eaten.

"Alas!" Lu Xiaoxian sighed.

He is not a greedy person, and his requirements for the crossing are not high: peasant woman, mountain spring, a little field, enough.

However, God was too harsh on him, and he was unwilling to give him such a pitiful wish.

The peasant woman did not, and there were only two males in the family, herself and her father.

Mountain spring, you can only think about it, or wash and sleep.

There is a little field, but there is a field, but unfortunately not an inch belongs to his family.

Speaking of which, Lu Xiaoxian can also be regarded as the third generation of officials.

During the reign of Gaozong Yonghui, his grandfather was the squire of the Ministry of Works, and later because he was implicated in the rebellion of King Li Ke of Wu, he was dismissed and exiled to Lingnan, and the whole family was not a slave.

When Lu Xiaoxian's father was ten years old, his grandparents died one after another, and his father grew up tenaciously by eating hundreds of meals. Later, my father married my mother. When Lu Xiaoxian was born, his mother died due to dystocia, and he never even saw his son. 's father is both a father and a mother, and a handful of and urine have pulled Lu Xiaoxian to this day.

Lu Xiaoxian didn't think that the experience and knowledge of the future life would change the current situation. However, the lowly status of the rogue was like an insurmountable mountain in front of him, leaving him helpless and unable to move.

As a senior "Tang fan", Lu Xiaoxian is very familiar with the household registration system of the Tang Dynasty. The Datang household registration is divided into good and lowly registration, and the good registration is divided into Shinong industry and commerce according to social occupations, and the lowly registration is also known as the lowly mouth, including slaves and maids, official households, miscellaneous households, and tribes. Cheap people are at the bottom of society, oppressed and bullied, and have no personal dignity.

As the descendants of prisoners, both his father and Lu Xiaoxian were official slaves who were lowly people. My father had to work hard every day in the designated official fields, and all the harvest went to the government, and my father could only be allocated a pitiful ration.

Although Lu Xiaoxian didn't have to work when he was young, he didn't have basic freedom, let alone whimsically do anything else.

If he knew that he would live so miserably after crossing over, Lu Xiaoxian would definitely resolutely cancel that trekking expedition and hide away from that damn silver-ringed snake. However, there is no regret medicine in the world, there can be no "what if", and everything is irreparable.

What people fear most is not death, but not knowing how to live! Think of a thousand roads at night, get up in the morning and walk the same way. Lu Xiaoxian is like a fly lying on the glass, looking like he has a bright future, but he can't find a way out.

Some things, I have a headache after thinking too much, and I feel distressed when I think about it. He didn't understand why God always liked to play humor with him, and was so busy that he would hurt him personally.

Lu Xiaoxian, who is ambitious and ambitious, was ruthlessly flattened by the cruel reality.

He has changed, completely changed. From the desire to save the world, to the desire to be saved by the world! He had to compromise because he couldn't think of a better way than to compromise.

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