Chen Xuan was ready to accept his fate, although he couldn't accept it in his heart, in fact, there was nothing he could do if he didn't accept his fate, it was impossible to sleep back to the 21st century, and it was impossible for any artifact to bring him back to his original world.

After drinking millet porridge to regain some strength, Chen Xuan, who was not sick, thought that he could barely walk around except that he was not happy, and his younger brother Chen Yu and sister Zhiyu followed him like two little tails, accompanying Chen Xuan.

Chen Yu is eight years old, studying in a church school not far from home, but he is a little introverted, always following Chen Xuan timidly, and does not speak.

Pushing open the door of the house, the fresh air rushed in front of him, Chen Xuan was unconsciously refreshed, and finally saw this era for the first time, which also heralded Chen Xuan's official arrival.

Although the Chen family has business problems, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, Jing'an Temple next to a large area of three-entry mansion, listening to Zhao's housekeeper nagging, after paying off the debt, there seem to be two shops and a large warehouse on the dock.

The first thing that catches your eye is the gray sky, the world at the end of the Qing Dynasty seems to give people the feeling that in addition to black and white, it is still black and white, and some flowers planted in the yard add some color to the home, which should be planted by Du's.

"Sun Zhiheng, why are you fighting with others again?"

There was a commotion outside, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old spirit guy rushed in, but the bruises on his face and the torn clothes showed that this kid was by no means a good stubble.

"Brother Xuan, you're finally up! Ha ha...... That's great! Come on, let's have a fight, let's see if you have improved in the past few years, no one has been with me to fight all these years, but I am suffocated. ”

"Hit hit! Your brother Xuan just woke up, his body hasn't recovered yet, what should I do if it is broken, by the way, you dead boy haven't said where you are fighting with someone? ”

Du Shi chased after him and slapped Sun Zhiheng on the head, and Sun Zhiheng, who was in a posture, instantly withered.

"Aunt Du, you can't hit the head, Dr. Watson said that if you hit the head, you will be beaten into an idiot."

Sun Zhiheng touched his head and muttered.

"It's good to be an idiot, and I don't know what I'm doing when I'm crazy all day long? Don't run around, accompany your brother Xuan, and we will have dinner together. ”

Du Shi chattered for a while, and beckoned Chen Yu and Xiao Zhiyu out, leaving Sun Zhiheng and Chen Xuan.

"Brute!"

Looking at the guy in front of him, Chen Xuan was inexplicably cordial, perhaps from the emotion of the former Chen Xuan, and couldn't help but punch Sun Zhiheng's strong chest.

"Yo! Brother Xuan, what do the French give you to eat, go out for five or six years, why are you all gone, like a girl? ”

Sun Zhiheng said with a smile.

"Lao Tzu will have no strength, damn it, you won't eat for a few days, and you won't be able to pee in a few days."

Chen Xuan said angrily.

"Whew! From childhood to adulthood, when did you beat me, what kind of nonsense! By the way, the bad ghost scholar will come over later, and you haven't woken up when I go out with him in the morning, and you're still a bad ghost smart, knowing that you can't die, hehe! ”

Saying that, Sun Zhiheng stretched out his hand and wanted to help Chen Xuan who was walking towards the pavilion.

"Are you really sick?"

Chen Xuan opened Sun Zhiheng's hand and walked forward.

"By the way, who are you talking about the bad ghost scholar?"

"Bad ghost, the one in the east of Aunt Du's village, the one who used to study with Uncle Chen with us, didn't eat Uncle Chen's ring ruler, the one with a bad stomach, you won't remember it, heh! You don't have a bad brain, do you? ”

Sun Zhiheng tilted his head and looked at Chen Xuan like a fool.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Xuan pushed Sun Zhiheng's head away.

"You said Ah Sheng, didn't that kid be an apprentice with Shopkeeper Yan before I went to France, and now I'm a teacher?"

A thin image of a ghost pretending to be a ghost all day long broke into Chen Xuan's impression, when he was a child, he was beaten by Chen Chen eight times out of ten times related to this kid, and one of them had a bad stomach, Chen Xuan remembered that when he left, Skinny Ah Sheng was sent to a shopkeeper who ran silk at home as an apprentice.

"Out of the teacher? Bullshit! This kid has a hand in stealing chickens and dogs, isn't it in vain that he is blinding our family's silk village by asking him to do business? made friends with a bunch of hooligans, and within two years, he ran to the docks to fool around。。。。。。 ”

"Behind the scenes, right and wrong, not a gentleman's doing."

A tall and thin young man in a long shirt had a pair of round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which was quite polite and polite.

"Gentleman?"

Sun Zhiheng jumped up, pointed at him and scolded:

"A gentleman on the beam? Didn't the widow of the sixteenth shop be stolen by you? ”

"It's insulting, it's insulting! It's filthy, a bull is a bull, what else would you do besides fighting? ”

"Ouch! The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, why are you so bad? Let go, let go! ”

But it was Sun Zhiheng's move 'monkey picking peaches' that pinched Ah Sheng's vital point, and he seemed to know that it was useless to move his mouth, and his backhand also held Sun Zhiheng's vital point, and it seemed that he also exerted his strength, as can be seen from the way the two of them were lying on their waists and legs trembling.

Chen Xuan didn't persuade either, and looked at the two with interest.

"Alas! Ouch! I said fake foreign devils, why don't you know how to persuade them? ”

Chen Xuan's face turned green all of a sudden, because his talent for learning foreign languages since he was a child was higher than that of both of them, and the two who were not convinced gave him the nickname of 'fake foreign devil', which has always been a pain in Chen Xuan's heart, how many years has no one called it, thinking that they have forgotten?

rushed over and kicked the two of them to the ground according to their buttocks, and fought according to the two of them, those two boys are not good at stubble, the three of you punch me and I kick each other regardless of friend or foe.

Chen Xuan suffered a loss and didn't eat for a few days, and the two couldn't recover because of the critical 'injury', so they fought evenly.

The three of them were tired of fighting, lying on the ground and not getting up, snorting and panting, while proudly commenting on who was beaten with which trick just now, and then looked at each other and laughed.

took two cold showers, found a set of clothes for Ah Sheng to change into, Sun Zhiheng lived in Chen's house, and went back to clean up, and the three of them returned to the pavilion again and sat down.

"By the way, who did you fight with in the morning, when did anyone dare to bully our brothers?"

Chen Xuan seems to accept his identity and also entered the role of Chen Xuan in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Bullying him?"

Ah Sheng's face was disdainful.

"This kid doesn't bully others, others burn high incense, this kid has snare more than a dozen Cao Gang orphans, and he has caused trouble at the dock."

"Cao Niangbi, you are a good person, take a few cucumber scholars to watch the scene all day long, and the corpses will be on the street in the morning and evening."

Sun Zhiheng retorted.

Chen Xuan glanced at the two of them, and instantly understood that in this era, this kind of bad thing is really unreasonable.

"Forget it, don't talk about this," Ah Sheng interrupted,

"Brother Xuan, are you still going to France?"

Chen Xuan pondered for a while, Chen Chen died, the financial source was cut off, and it was unrealistic to go to France to continue his studies, and after three years of companionship, Chen Xuan also knew that even if he went, he couldn't learn much useful things.

"If you don't go, brother, I'll mess with you in the future."

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay, our three brothers can fight the world together, and in another five years, it's not our brothers who have the final say on the beach!"

"Let's not talk about this first," Ah Sheng is more pragmatic, "Let's play for a few days first, and then decide what to do when we think about Brother Xuan, Shanghai has changed a lot in recent years, and I will be the east in a while, and I will take you to open your eyes." ”

"Okay, I'll look at you!"

Chen Chen was not buried in Wuxing's hometown, but was buried in Dujia Village in Chuansha, Shanghai, Chen Xuan recuperated at home for a few days, and his body was generally recovered, so the family went to Dujia Village to worship.

I don't know if it's to integrate into the memory of this life or to think of the family in the future, Chen Xuan, who was only going to fake the fake dry howl twice, was hearty and painful again, and the family was afraid that he would cry badly, so they hurriedly persuaded him and took him to Shanghai.

After being stuffy at home for several days, Chen Xuan also wanted to go out to breathe, and after eating and playing together, he got rid of his two little tails, and the three of them came to the street.

Chen Xuan also really saw the state of people's existence in 1908, most of them still had extremely ugly Manchu small tails - commonly known as 'money rat tail', the hair of the four circles of the head was shaved off, and there was a small braid about ten centimeters on the top of the head, which swayed when walking.

Thanks to Chen Xuan, who has lived in an international metropolis like Shanghai since he was a child, has more contact with Westerners and Chen Chen is more open-minded, he didn't have this kind of disgusting pigtails, otherwise Chen Xuan would definitely want to die.

And Sun Zhiheng and Ah Sheng were also influenced by Chen Xuan, and they have never left this kind of French style, and they have been able to bear the title of 'fake foreign devils' for many years.

According to Sun Zhiheng and Ah Sheng, due to the cancellation of the Cao Yun by the imperial court, more than 100,000 gangs and their families who relied on the Cao Gang gradually poured into Shanghai, and Shanghai was filled with a large number of people from all over the world who traded in China, not to mention the refugees and all kinds of people who were unwilling to be poor to enter Shanghai, in short, Shanghai became a paradise for gold diggers and adventurers.

Due to the lack of capital background, most Chinese are engaged in manual labor, such as carrying large bags on the dock, carrying bamboo poles and small sedan chairs on the street, etc., originally thought that there would be many rickshaws on the street, and were ridiculed by Sun Du and the others to know that the price of rickshaws is not affordable for ordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that the rickshaws of that era were not comparable to the Mercedes-Benz BMW of later generations, and how could these bankrupt farmers afford it.

"Yo! Who am I, it turned out to be Du Yuesheng, you little red guy, this is in a hurry to go to the funeral? ”

Chen Xuan was looking at the surrounding environment, and an incongruous voice came, and then a bare-chested young man swaggered over with three or four green skins, squinting at Ah Sheng.

Ah Sheng? Du Yuesheng? Chen Xuan had to sigh that his reaction was sluggish, Chuansha Dujia Village, surnamed Du, nicknamed Ah Sheng, fooling around in the Qing Gang at a young age, it turned out to be the Shanghai Emperor who later became famous and had mixed reputations, but he didn't think that he was his own hair.

The key is that he still calls himself a brother? If he can return to the original world, Chen Xuan doesn't know how long he can get sick, and he probably wakes up laughing when he falls asleep, celebrity! You still call yourself brother, hey, hey, hey!