Woo, woo... Brother wake up, brother don't sleep, okay? Don't eat meat..."

Long.....

As if hearing the murmur of the little one, the boy lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around, the four walls of the house are not enough to describe. The only thing that can be called furniture in the whole thatched house is probably the bed under me. It was made of several wooden planks, and was covered with a layer of straw that was not too thick, and on top of the straw was a shabby linen cloth.

There was an earthen stove on the ground, and there was a half-broken pot hanging from it, and there seemed to be something in the pot, black and mushy, which should be burnt rice.

Turning his head to see the little guy lying on his stomach next to the bed, the first thing he felt when he saw the child was that he was too thin, lying there, like a kitten. Probably dreaming, and the scene in the dream may not be very good. The little guy's brows furrowed together, and even when he was asleep, he clenched one of his fingers tightly with a panicked expression.

The whole body seems to be rusty, and it is a luxury to move your fingers. Finally, he gently flicked the little guy's palm with his hand.

The little one woke up and looked up to see a pair of eyes staring at her curiously. At first, he looked surprised, and then he saw the moisture quickly accumulating in his eyes. It may be because he is too thin, and the little one's eyes appear extraordinarily large.

Immediately afterwards, the little guy climbed onto the bed neatly, plunged into Chen Bodhi's arms, and began to cry. The little hand strangled Chen Bodhi's neck.

Chen Bodhi suddenly felt at a loss, and could only let the little guy slowly vent his emotions. The little guy cried very hard, a few thin yellow braids twitched one after another, and he was almost out of breath, Chen Bodhi hurriedly stroked the little guy's back with his hand. Help her breathe. Probably tired of crying, the little one fell asleep in his arms again. This time, there was no panicked expression on his face, with a faint satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked upward. The only constant is the tightly clenched fingers.

Chen Bodhi still couldn't control his body, and he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the little guy in his arms.

It's been a day, Chen Bodhi still can't believe the facts in front of him, one second he was still fighting with "Hellfire" in the Asian jungle of "Savage Mountain", and the next second he came to this unknown place. I don't know what happened to my comrades-in-arms, "Xiao Tanzi" will probably survive. After all, he pressed on the triggered anti-infantry mine to save him. There should be its own tombstone on the hill behind the school, and I wonder if that beautiful instructor with long breasts and thighs will attend her funeral. If you're ready, I'll do it when I go back, and it seems that there is no chance. I don't know which bastard will be cheaper.

Grandpa should receive a death notice, I hope he can survive, three generations of the family in the army, children and grandchildren have died on the battlefield, this is an honor and a tragedy. I don't know if the old man will regret sending his grandson to the battlefield with his own hands.

Chen Bodhi is so immersed in his nostalgia for the past.

There was a slight squirm in his arms, and the little one woke up. Slowly raised his head, and found that Chen Bodhi was staring at him, and retracted his head again. Looking at the wet marks on Chen Bodhi's chest, he was embarrassed again. Sure that Chen Bodhi had no intention of driving himself down, the little guy lay in Chen Bodhi's arms with peace of mind, holding one of Chen Bodhi's arms.

It's good to just lie down like that.

"Little one, is there any water?"

There was no way, Chen Bodhi didn't want to disturb the tranquility of this moment, but he was too thirsty.

The little guy was obviously dissatisfied with Chen Bodhi pulling himself out of the illusion and wrinkling his cute little nose. For the sake of Chen Bodhi just waking up, he won't be angry with him. The little one jumped out of bed and caught some water from a broken bowl. The water was a little full, and I was afraid of spilling it, so I staggered and brought the water.

Looking at this scene in front of him, the softest part of Chen Bodhi's heart was touched.

After drinking four bowls of water in a row, Chen Bodhi felt less thirsty.

"Little one, can I ask you a question?"

"What are you asking? People know a lot. They are four years old this year, and they are all adults. The little one raised his forehead and folded his arms, and gestured to him with a look of downs. Praise me, praise me.

"The little guy knows so much, and he's not a three-year-old anymore!"

Chen Bodhi affirmed the fact that the little guy is an adult. The smile in the corner of the little guy's eyes, the appearance of a serious "little adult", is really cute.

"Who am I?"

"What is this place?"

"How did I end up here?"

Chen Bo asked three questions in one breath, obviously asking the little guy a blind question.

"You ask one by one, you ask so many questions at once. How can people answer you?"

I almost forgot the fact that the "little adult" in front of me was only four years old.

"Oh, yes, it's my fault, let's do it one by one. Tell me who I am. ”

Looking at Chen Bodhi's inquisitive expression, the little guy's eyes rolled. The answer that came out almost made Chen Bodhi spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"You're Daddy, well, you're Daddy." The little guy affirmed his tone.

Looking at the four or five-year-old "daughter" in front of him, Chen Bodhi felt a pain in the egg, but if he thought about it, it was not right, his new body was obviously thirteen or fourteen years old at most, how could he have a four-year-old daughter, this is not scientific.

Looking back at the little guy, he obviously did something wrong, his eyes were rolling, but he didn't look at himself.

Chen Bodhi knew it in his heart.

"Then I'm your father, what do you call me?"

"Brother!"

It turned out to be his sister, and Chen Bodhi breathed a sigh of relief.

The little guy is indeed much more sensible than the children of later generations. Afraid that the explanation would not be clear, he also brought Chen Bodhi a thin piece of paper with the words "public inspection" written on it. This is like the ID card of the next generation. According to the date of the survey, as well as the calculation of the two-year-old Chen daughter with her young sister, it should be the second year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Bodhi finally confirmed that he had crossed over.

This year is the second year of Zhenguan. Not long after Li Shimin ascended the throne, the number of famous ministers was doubled, and all kinds of waste were waiting to be revived. The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty is about to kick off.

This year, there was a great drought in the whole country, and locust plagues were raging.

This year, Luo Yi, the governor of Youzhou, rebelled.

This year, Chen Bodhi, from the future of 1,300 years, plunged into the Tang Dynasty.