Chapter 1, Crossing (1)
Hundreds of miles have passed through the wind.
The crossing became ...... Baili Wenfeng squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the surrounding environment for a while:
He was lying on a wooden plank, and in his eyes was a cobweb-covered statue of Buddha, surrounded by dusty dark red drapery.
Apparently, he was now lying in a ruined temple.
Next to him, there was a young boy who was leaning against the wall and falling asleep.
The young man was dressed in tatters, and his hair was messy, and he looked weak.
After observing the surrounding area, Baili Wenfeng was about to get up from the plank.
One reason is:
Lying like this on a plank always gave him a very bad feeling.
Another reason is:
His stomach was hungry, very hungry.
When Baili heard the wind in his previous life, he was not very hungry in his stomach, so now that he has crossed into this body, he can't stand being hungry at all.
Not to mention, after the hundred miles of wind crossed over, he took over the memory of this body, and naturally knew:
This body was starved to death.
To say starve to death is too absolute.
The original owner was the youngest son of a farmer's family.
This farmer's family has ten acres of fertile land, which can be regarded as a solid family.
But unfortunately, the emperor is mediocre, the traitorous ministers are in charge, and the people are not happy.
The original owner originally had four brothers and three sisters.
An elder brother and three sisters were sold and given away.
Another brother fell ill and died.
The one who died of a sudden illness was his fourth brother.
The so-called acute illness is just a minor illness of a child's fever.
But at that time, the Baili family was already a little stretched.
The reason why the fourth brother of the original owner got such a fever was also because there were many children in the family, and Xiao Qi couldn't eat enough.
If you can't eat enough, your nutrition can't keep up, and your body will naturally be weak.
If you are weak, in the winter, when you are blown by the wind, isn't it easy to get sick?
Getting sick in a child is a big deal, and you can't be careless at all.
But at that time, there was no extra money in the original owner's family to treat the children.
When the poor are sick, they can only resign themselves to fate.
Rely on himself to get through.
And God's kindness.
However, the seventh child in the family, the fourth brother of the original owner, failed to survive in the end.
Died in a cold winter.
The head of the family of the Baili family, that is, the father of the original owner, wrapped a straw mat, dug a pit and buried it, and did not even erect a monument.
- Children can't erect monuments, and naturally there are no coffins.
The death of the seventh child of the Baili family is just the beginning.
As the saying goes, there are two when there is one.
The Baili couple, who experienced the pain of losing a child once, experienced it for the second time, and their hearts were not so unbearable.
It's hard, but who doesn't want to live?
The first to be sold was the eldest daughter, the second child of the Baili family.
It's also time to get married.
Daughters, anyway, they are going to get married, what is the difference between marrying them out and selling them?
I can't live anymore, and if I marry my daughter to a peasant man, I won't be able to earn a few bride price.
Not to mention, in these troubled times, who would want to marry a wife in this troubled world?
Then the second daughter, then the third daughter, and then the third son, who they already knew a little bit about.
As for why not the youngest son.
Because the youngest son of the Baili family happened to fall asleep in the field that day.
The golden ears of rice cover the little ones who are huddled in a ball.
Baili and his wife searched for a long time but did not find it.
They had no choice but to sell their second youngest son.