After knowing the situation of the Liu family, Liu Yong couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He didn't sigh because he had just crossed over here and encountered such a big incident, but he felt sorry for the Liu family's huge family business being ruined in the hands of a loser.

Liu Yong talked to Yun'er for a while, and learned that Yun'er is sixteen years old this year, and he saved him on the side of the road three years ago. Yun'er, a native of Jiajiang County, Jiading Prefecture, was hit by flash floods, and her family members died in the floods. She was saved by her father in a bathtub.

Later, Yun'er fled with a group of survivors to the border of Meizhou to the north. When she arrived in Qingshen County, she was abandoned by the crowd because she contracted the disease of wind and cold. Just when she was dying, fortunately Liu Yong passed by there and rescued her home.

After recovering from her illness, thirteen-year-old Yun'er was as thin as wood. Liu Yong gave her five times of money and asked her to go back to her hometown to find her relatives. She refused, only saying that everyone in her family died in the flood, and she wanted to stay and serve Liu Yong to repay the grace of saving her life. In this way, Yun'er became Liu Yong's personal maid.

Yun'er talked about what happened to her, and couldn't help but think of her relatives again, her eyes were sour, and a few tears fell. She quickly turned her head away and didn't let Liu Yong see it.

Liu Yong thought: "Yun'er has been here for three years, but this body has been lying for two years. It seems that in the past two years, Yun'er has taken care of all his food, drink, and Lazar. Liu Yong looked at Yun'er's emaciated figure and her sad expression, and his heart was sour. Grabbing Yun'er's hand couldn't help but have some strength.

Yun'er quickly wiped away her tears, turned her face and forced a smile. Liu Yong tried to sit up, but his body was too weak. Yun'er hurriedly pressed him down and didn't let him get up. Liu Yong asked Yun'er to lean her face over. Yun'er didn't know what Liu Yong was going to do, so she had to do so and put her face close to Liu Yong.

Yun'er's face and Liu Yong's face were close at hand, she closed her eyes in shame, and then tried Liu Yong to wipe her tears. Yun'er was moved in her heart and couldn't help crying. This shocked Liu Yong, and he stopped and looked at Yun'er who was crying blankly.

Liu Yong thought that Yun'er was sad because he thought of his family, but in fact, how did he know that in the two years he was lying in bed, Yun'er was the most wronged. Yun'er is not a hired maid (maid), not to mention that she has no salary, since Fang Jinzhi came, she has become Fang Jinzhi's rough maid, and it has become her business to serve urinal and feces pots. This is easy for the water lady, and she thinks of herself as a lady every day and evokes the clouds.

Yun'er has to take care of Liu Yong again, and she has to listen to Fang Jinzhi and Shui Niang's calls. Fang Jinzhi is not happy, and he has to use Yun'er to be angry. Being scolded and beaten is definitely indispensable. Yun'er felt very aggrieved, and sometimes she hardened her heart and really wanted to leave. But as soon as she saw Liu Yong's pitiful appearance of lying on the bed every day, her heart softened.

Yun'er's grievance eldest lady Li Xinniang knew that if she hadn't been there, Fang Jinzhi would have been able to toss Yun'er to death.

But these, how can Yun'er tell Liu Yong who woke up? She couldn't say. She stayed by Liu Yong's side to repay the grace of saving her life. In her heart, she had already given herself to Liu Yong. Without Liu Yong, she would already be an underground ghost.

Liu Yong saw Yun'er crying sadly, so he held her head in his arms and let her cry. He thought, "Just let her cry enough." ”

I don't know how long it took, Yun'er cried and cried and fell asleep.

Liu Yong thought to himself: "It seems that this girl is tired." ”

How could she not be tired? Today, the big officials went to the funeral, and because they didn't have the money to hire people, they only found some tenants to help. The errands inside and outside here all fell on Yun'er. She also has to cook for Fang Jinzhi at night, although Yingying helps, she is still a child. She had to coax Yingying to play and cook at the same time, and by the way, she was still thinking about Liu Yong.

Liu Yong saw that Yun'er was asleep, so he didn't bother her. And although his head was groggy, he didn't feel a little sleepy at this time. Maybe it's because I've slept for two years and slept too much. He just looked at Yun'er's slightly messy hair in a daze, but his mind was full of thoughts. From time to time, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought of his own situation, and when he first came here, he became a proletariat with nothing.

In fact, having nothing is really nothing to a person who has come back from the dead. Compared to being alive, everything else seems to be unusually small. People who have experienced life and death will have this kind of enlightened experience, not because they cherish their lives too much, but because they respect life. As long as life exists, it must be lived well.

At this time, Liu Yong was more concerned about what to do after leaving here tomorrow. In his previous life, he was a man who liked to look far away. He was convinced that without foresight, there must be near-term worries. He once told his parents that he would quit the 'iron rice bowl' of the factory, because a company like this with bloated personnel and relying on connections everywhere will be eliminated by the market sooner or later. Parents don't believe it, thinking that it is a national enterprise, how can they just close their doors casually? Unexpectedly, just over a year later, the factory really closed down.

Liu Yong was not very interested in history before his death, and he was confused when he went to school. For the Song Dynasty, Liu Yong only knew bits and pieces. I only know that the Song Dynasty was divided into the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, and learn about some historical events, such as Jingkang's shame, Song Jin's destruction of Liao, Lianmeng's destruction of Jin, resistance to Mongolia, and the Battle of Yashan, which finally marked the fall of the Song Dynasty. In that tragic battle, 100,000 soldiers and civilians jumped into the sea and died in the country, which can be described as tragic. He also clearly remembered the words of his descendants: there is no China after Yashan, and there is no China after the death of the Ming Dynasty.

However, in Liu Yong's impression, the image of the Song Dynasty comes more from novels and TV series.

Thinking of this, Liu Yong hurriedly wanted to ask Yun'er, but he forgot that Yun'er had fallen asleep. But as soon as he moved, Yun'er said something inaudible in a daze. He thought that Yun'er was awake and hurriedly asked, Yun'er finished speaking in a daze, Jin Guoshang fell asleep again.

Liu Yong felt funny in his heart, he could ask questions when he fell asleep. Since the Kingdom of Jin is still there, it means that there is still a long time before the Battle of Yashan. Because of Liu Yong's vague memory, the history of the Southern Song Dynasty's courageous resistance to the Mongols alone is at least 40 years.

In this way, Liu Yong was also a little relieved. At least when he came here, there were still decades of peaceful life to live, and at the same time, it also gave him time to understand and know the Great Song Dynasty. And his long-held dream of starting a business can also be realized. And it was in the Song Dynasty nearly a thousand years ago, and I was excited to think about him.

But he also told himself in his heart not to try to change history. It's not that he doesn't have such a grand revenge, but because no matter how magnificent history is, it is just a drop in the ocean in the rolling torrent of time. A thousand years later, China is approaching the great rejuvenation of the nation, so why should he change anything? Moreover, if you want to change history, you must at least be a history expert. And he is a historical illiterate, how can he talk about changing history?

He thought that since God had let him live another life, he would just finish it well. The history of the Song Dynasty will not change because he is a time-traveler. If you insist on trying to change something, then the end will definitely not be much better than Yue Fei.

Although Liu Yong thinks so, it is the timidity of one of his descendants in the face of history. He didn't know that when an ambitious person was left struggling in the surging torrent of history, it was difficult not to get involved, and the result was not something he could say.

At that time, even wanting to be an ordinary person may be a luxury.

Newly coming to such a familiar and unfamiliar world, Liu Yong's heart was somewhat panicked. This sense of panic comes from people's ignorance and uncertainty about the future. He thought about it, and finally had to settle down to a sentence, take it one step at a time.

At this time, I don't know what day it is, but I feel that the candlelight is dim and the cold is heavy. Liu Yong hurriedly lifted the quilt and covered Yun'er, but this time it really woke her up. When Yun'er found out that she had slept on Liu Yong's chest, she was ashamed and frightened, and quickly got up and avoided.

Liu Yonggang wanted to talk to her, and the door opened. A small person came in, jumping and running, followed by Li Xinniang.

The little man climbed directly onto Liu Yong's bed and looked at him with a smile.

Liu Yong knew who this villain was, it must be Yingying. Sure enough, Yun'er made an introduction.

"Uncle, aren't you sleeping?" Yingying asked with a grin.

"Well, Uncle has slept enough." Liu Yong saw the little girl in front of him, with a chubby round face, big eyes and black eyes, shining even with the candlelight on her back, exuding an innocent light. There are two rings on the side of the comb, Liu Yong doesn't know what kind of hairstyle this is, and the comb-like bangs on her forehead make her look very cute.

"Uncle, you know what? You don't have anyone to play with me while you sleep. Yingying pursed her little mouth sadly, and some tears were in her eyes.

"Isn't it good for uncle to play with Yingying every day in the future?" Although Liu Yong has no impression of Yingying's fineness, like most adults, once a child is sad, he has to say good things to coax him. What's more, Yingying is a beautiful and cute little girl.

"Really?" Yingying immediately smiled again. Liu Yong thought: "This child's face is really June God." ”

"Of course, my uncle counts when he talks." Liu Yong struggled to sit up.

"That's great." Yingying threw herself into Liu Yong's arms. Liu Yong hugged her. After only a moment, I don't know why Yingying actually started crying again.

Yun'er hurriedly asked her what was wrong.

Yingying cried and said: "I miss my uncle, he knows to sleep every day, and he ignores Yingying, Yingying is so sad." ”

Yun'er glanced at Li Xinniang, she was already wiping her tears.

Yun'er told Liu Yong about the friendship between their uncle and nephew. In the past, Liu Yong loved this lovely little niece very much. Whenever she did something 'bad', Li Xinniang always protected her like an old hen when she wanted to spank her. Every time Liu Yong goes out, he will bring back delicious food or fun for Yingying. In the eyes of little Yingying, her uncle is a person who is closer than her mother. And her biological father seemed like a stranger to her.

When Liu Yong became a living dead, he slept every day except sleeping, and he didn't talk to Yingying, which hurt the four-year-old Xiao Yingying very much. She pestered her mother to come to Liu Yong's room every day, waiting for Liu Yong to wake up and play with her. That's two years. But Xiao Yingying comes every day, and as she grows older, she also seems to know that her uncle may never wake up again. She also cried several times for this.

Liu Yong's sad crying from Xiao Yingying confirmed Yun'er's statement. He hurriedly said soft words to coax Yingying, Yun'er also followed to comfort, and Liu Yong promised to buy her something delicious, so he burst into laughter.

As he spoke, a shallow light shone on the pane. For others, the sky is about to dawn, but for Liu Yong, they are about to enter the darkness.

Li Xinniang sighed and said, "Just let Yingying be here, I'll go pack a few clothes, and people will come to collect the house at dawn." Yun'er, you can also help the second brother clean up. ”

Yun'er nodded and asked, "Big lady, where are we going?" ”