In the dim room, Chen Xuan opened his eyes with difficulty, staring blankly at the ray of sunlight seeping into the gap in the window, and the miserable white and fine dust kept colliding and separating and then colliding again.

Chen Xuan is not from this time and space, strictly speaking, the soul of this body has now become a downcast from the twenty-first century.

Don't ask why, in fact, Chen Xuan also wanted to figure out why, when he woke up, his consciousness was still there, but his body had become a nineteen-year-old young man similar to the late Qing Dynasty.

Coincidentally, this young man is also called Chen Xuan, yes, don't ask why, it's a coincidence anyway, in layman's terms, it's, well, it's fucking crossed, whether you believe it or not, Chen Xuan himself believes it anyway.

From the remaining memories of Chen Xuan before, it was learned that his father Chen Chen was originally a Manchu talent in Wuxing, Huzhou, Zhejiang, but he repeatedly failed the township test, and when he was in his thirties, his family wealth was sold out, and his wife also died of illness in despair.

So somehow Chen Chen suddenly opened his mind, and under the introduction of a person in the same year, he went to Chuansha, Shanghai to become a son-in-law, and with the support of the Yue family, he no longer read sage books, but started trading (what a shame for Shilin).

Chen Chen's hometown Wuxing itself is a silk production area, and Shanghai is an international trade metropolis, Chen Chen also learned foreign languages like an evil one, and started an export business under the guidance of a French missionary Auguste, and gradually became famous in the Shanghai market.

Chen Chen is also an enlightened person, not only joined the Church of Christ, but also when the French missionary Auguste returned to China, he not only gave his younger brother Chen Ji, who was a cook, a sum of money to accompany Auguste to France, and also served as a Chinese chef who could not do without Chinese Auguste, but also sent the twelve-year-old Chen Xuan to France to learn Western cultural knowledge.

Two years later, Auguste recommended Chen Ji to the French military academy Saint-Cyr Military Academy as a Chinese cook, so Saint-Cyr became the life memory of Chen Xuan's entire youth, so that he was lucky to be the only auditor of Saint-Cyr.

Since Chen Xuan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, his body is strong, and he is smart and clever, and his learning is not inferior to that of any current student, Saint Cyr is already considering making an exception to admit Chen Xuan and making him an official college student.

However, in 1908, that is, when Chen Xuan was 20 years old, Chen Chen's merchant ship fire gave him a fatal blow, not only a whole ship of silk on credit turned into ashes but also killed several guys, years of savings lost a fine money, Chen Chen, who was in poor health, was angry, and died in less than half a year.

Chen Xuan had no choice but to return to China for the funeral, his father had already been buried, and the body was no longer visible, but the filial Chen Xuan still cried and fainted in front of his father's spirit, and after waking up with difficulty, he inexplicably became another Chen Xuan in the 21st century.

After waking up for almost four or five days, Chen Xuan still found it difficult to accept how he became a young man in the nineteenth century, although Chen Xuan was downcast in the twenty-first century, but his parents were still alive, and his brothers and sisters were reunited and a beautiful family.

And suddenly, he became a member of another family, thanks to the fact that his family hadn't seen Chen Xuan for five or six years, and he was "overly sad", so people didn't see the clues, and the taciturn character of the eldest young master became understandable.

"Brother," a crisp and timid child's voice burst into Chen Xuan's ears

"Mother, mother, come on, big brother is awake."

Chen Xuan's fingers were warm, and he was grabbed by a fleshy little hand.

This three-year-old girl with two pigtails is Chen Xuan's little sister, with a chubby little face, and the two pigtails are shaking and shaking, which is simply cute.

"Brother Xuan woke up, did you feel anything uncomfortable?"

At this time, a woman of about thirty walked in, followed by a timid little boy, about eight or nine years old, who was Chen Chen's successor Du Shi and the child born to him.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, you go and ask Dr. Wilson to come and have a look."

"Hey! I'm going to ask Dr. Wei to come and see the eldest young master. ”

A calm voice came from outside the door, and Chen Xuan knew that it was Zhao Jiasheng, the old servant and housekeeper of Chen Xuan's father in this life.

It's been four or five days since he came to this world, and although Chen Xuan is still in a state where he can't accept reality, he also has a general understanding of the members of this family.

There are stepmother Du Shi and his son Chen Yu and youngest daughter Chen Zhiyu in the family, and the old housekeeper Zhao Zhiqin and his son Zhao Xuechu, who are said to be from Shaanxi, and the other servants and maids were dismissed after the accident at the Che family.

In addition, there is another person in the Chen family, a pair of down-and-out fathers and sons that Chen Chen met when he came to Shanghai, it is said that he is from Hebei, and he has a good hand and feet, so he became Chen Chen's bodyguard, but he was shot dead in order to save Chen Chen in a conflict of interest in Chen Chen's entrepreneurial stage.

The youngest son Sun Zhiheng was one year younger than Chen Xuan, and he was also Chen Xuan's playmate in the same year, and Chen Xuan also learned a lot of boxing techniques from the father and son.

"I said that your eldest young master is not sick, look at what, what is there to see."

At this time, a voice that was broken in Chinese and a little dissatisfied came into Chen Xuan's ears, which seemed to be dragged by Butler Zhao, and the voice was still a little panting, accompanied by Butler Zhao's careful but firm begging.

The blonde and blue-eyed American doctor Wilson rolled Chen Xuan's eyes, asked Chen Xuan to open his mouth to look at the tongue coating, and repeatedly checked Chen Xuan's heartbeat with a stethoscope, then turned back to Du Shi and said:

"Madam, your child is not sick, but he is too sad, just recuperate, don't keep looking for me if you are okay in the future, how many patients are waiting in the clinic."

"Hey, doctor, you're doing well, let's take a look at my brother Xuan'er, the outpatient fee is not a problem, why has this kid been listless, how can this be done?"

"Look, what? Mrs. Chen, this little guy is not sick, he has been living on ginseng soup for several days, even God has no spirit. ”

Wilson said and turned and walked out.

Of course, Chen Xuan knew that he was not sick, so he didn't pay attention to Wilson's footsteps when he heard him moving away.

"Madam," Steward Zhao's voice came from the courtyard,

"Do you see if you invite Mrs. Zhang from Qiujiang Road to come and see, last month Mrs. Wang's daughter on the next street also refused to eat, Mrs. Zhang came over to do the rituals, and let Mrs. Wang's daughter drink a bowl of divine water and her appetite will be opened, that girl is now in good spirits, and she beat us in front of the house yesterday, you can always see it."

"But Yu'er's father never let the family come into contact with these godly babbling people."

Du Shi said with some hesitation.

"I said wife, isn't there no way, if the eldest young master is willing to eat and talk, can we commit the taboo of the master?"

。。。。。。

Chen Xuan's mind was clouded, this is unacceptable, the reality is unacceptable, and he will make himself a bowl of fragrant ash water to drink, then he will get rid of the disease if he is not sick.

"I... Think... Dine. ”

After not speaking or eating for several days, Chen Xuan felt that it was very difficult to speak, and his pronunciation was not accurate.

"What, brother, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Zhiyu tilted his little head and looked at Chen Xuan suspiciously.

"I... Think... Dine. ”

Chen Xuan tried hard to clear his throat and said again with difficulty.

"Huh?"

Xiao Zhiyu looked at Chen Xuan with an innocent face - this is unlucky, I have been praising this cheap sister in my heart for being cute and cute in the past few days, and I don't play like this.

Chen Xuan tried to say it a few more times, but he didn't blame the little girl, he didn't even know what he was talking about when he heard it, but he obviously heard that Du Shi was already moved, so he became more and more anxious, for fear that there would be a Zhang Shenpo who was full of greasy and black fangs, and had words, and his hands full of dirt pried open his mouth, and a bowl of fragrant ash water was poured down。。。。。。

The picture was so beautiful, Chen Xuan didn't dare to think about it, he was so anxious that he was sweating, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and the pronunciation in his mouth was normal.

"Eat, I want to eat."

"Eat? My brother is going to eat, what does my brother want to eat, Xiaoyu likes to eat small soup dumplings the most, what does my brother want to eat。。。。。。 Yes! My brother is going to eat, mother, my brother is going to eat! ”

The little girl finally reacted, turned around and ran out the door.

"Really? Brother Xuan was finally willing to eat, hurry, let Aunt Zhao bring the prepared meal to Brother Xuan'er's room. ”

"Wait, Brother Xuan hasn't eaten for a few days, let's give Brother Xuan some millet porridge to nourish his body."

Du Shi seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly admonished.