Here the green mountains are with green water, the sky is blue, there are swallows flying high in the sky from time to time, playing and playing, occasionally there will be cooking smoke slowly rising, everywhere is full of peace and tranquility.

Below the green hills are a few small villages, each of which is full of twenty or thirty people, busy with their fields and vegetables every day.

At this time, it was twilight, and there was more and more smoke from the farmhouses in the village, and the peasants who had been busy outside for a day began to rush home leisurely with relaxed expressions.

They are all people who were born here and old here, these old people know each other too well, they have gone from young to middle-aged, and from middle-aged to dying together, although there have been quarrels, but they are now one of the few friends with each other.

A few grandfathers chatted for a while, and then they broke up unhappily, maybe which grandfather was angry and red-faced, so he ended the party angrily, and went back to his village to find his own family. Some peasant women hurriedly helped those grandfathers back, and kept saying that those old men were wrong according to their intentions, which made Grandpa's face a little better, and then waved their hands generously, indicating that they didn't care, and looked like a master.

By now, these grandfathers don't care about many things, the only thing they care about may be their faces, and what happened to their village will always be them the first to know, because they are the old people who have to be respected in every village.

As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, there is a treasure, and this sentence is definitely a wise saying in this era. It's just that such a thing can never be understood by a child.

In the middle of a farmland behind the village, there was a small hill, and at this time, many eleven or twelve-year-old boys were surrounding it, densely packed, and their immature faces were full of curiosity and amusement.

And in that group of teenagers, there was a fat little boy of five or six years old, and as soon as the little boy spoke, the teenagers around him became even more concentrated, it turned out that these teenagers were listening to the little boy tell a story.

The little boy has a typical baby fat, his face, arms, and calves are all fleshy, very cute, and the little boy is very clean, especially compared with the teenagers around him, the little boy is a little too clean, white and tender, like a pink carving.

His voice still has a milky voice, but he still pretends to be old-fashioned, and with a casual wave of his fat hand, he sighed and said: "The bald head is strong and turned over, and finally he was not caught up by Xiong Da and Xiong Er, but he can no longer cut down trees during the day, so he can only take advantage of the night to smear and cut down trees alone, and Xiong Da Xiong Er sleeps at night, naturally he doesn't find what the bald head is doing......"

"And then?!"

"And then?! Then the bald head Qiang cut down trees at night every day and slept during the day. The little boy pursed his lips, seemed to be a little helpless and said, regardless of the unhappy looks on the faces of the teenagers around him, he directly stretched out his fat hand and said in a milky voice: "Okay, after today's talk, bring it all." ”

"Oh." The faces of the surrounding teenagers were full of disappointment, obviously they were not very satisfied with today's story, but when they heard the little boy's words, the eldest of them nodded, and then took out a hard-boiled egg from his clothes and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy grinned, took it and put it away directly, not embarrassed at all, because this was his reward for telling stories to these teenagers, and besides, it was just a little food, and the little boy didn't have any negative emotions in his heart.

"Xiaohua, my mother gave me two eggs today, you can say something funny, I'll give you this egg too." Just now, the young man took out another hard-boiled egg from his clothes, put it in front of the little boy called Xiao Hua, and said with a seductive look.

"That's it, Xiaohua, you tell me one more, this one is not interesting at all today, it's not as interesting as the cat and mouse story you said last time." Another teenager also squatted there and held his chin and said.

When the little boy saw the other egg, he was not as happy as he had imagined, and he didn't even look at it, but stood up slowly.

Then he shook his head and said in a milky voice: "Brother Dogdan, you still eat your eggs yourself, your aunt gives you eggs to replenish your body, besides, how can I have so many stories, if you think this story is not good, then I will tell you something different next time." ”

"Okay, I'm going home, otherwise A-Niang will scold me again, Brother Dog, Brother Shi, Brother Da Niu,...... Go back, all of you. The little boy stood up, moved his little short legs, and then said to the boys around him, and ran home on his short legs.

Leaving these bored teenagers to watch the little boy run farther and farther, they played a game of pinching mud together, and in just a short time, these teenagers were all dirty, and they must have been scolded again when they returned home.

"Brother Dogdan, why do we all have nicknames, but Xiaohua doesn't?"

"His father said, Xiaohua doesn't need a nickname, Xiaohua is a person who wants to study in the future, and what he wants is a table."

"Oh. Can we not have a nickname? I don't think my nickname sounds good. ”

"I guess not, you don't go to study, your father still counts on you for those acres of land."

The boys chatted boringly, and then walked down from the hill to the river to wash, and then hurried home one by one, because at this moment, it was also time for dinner.

The little boy ran home on his short legs at this time, but on the way, he suddenly turned around and looked at the green hill at the other end of the village, and then he sighed again, smiled bitterly and muttered, "It seems that there is really no going back." ”

A little depressed, the little boy rubbed the fat flesh on his face hungrily, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face that did not fit his age, what he wanted to see was not Qingshan, but at the moment he couldn't do anything, so he had to go home honestly.

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This is the Great Song Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, which people in later generations often talk about, and the Great Song Dynasty that everyone in later generations loved and hated, and it is also the Great Song Dynasty that all businessmen and literati can't wait to be born in this era.

Fortunately, Fang Hua really came to this Great Song Dynasty, he accidentally came to this brilliant and defeated Great Song Dynasty from the bright modern life.

Fang Hua was very distressed, he didn't have the idea of coming to the Great Song Dynasty at all, but by accident he actually came here overnight, and now, Fang Hua has been in the Great Song Dynasty for two years.

Besides, when he came, he came, but what Fang Hua couldn't accept was that he actually crossed over and became someone else's child, and he actually became a five-year-old boy!

Still so fat!

This made Fang Hua, who had always felt that he was a beautiful man, unable to accept it for a while, even if two years had passed now, but now as soon as Fang Hua saw his chubby little hands, he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and sigh.

Originally, Fang Hua had a wife in modern life and already had a daughter, and with the library he opened, his life could be said to be relatively comfortable, at least he had a house and a car, and his life was happy, Fang Hua was sure to be very happy.

However, Fang Hua never expected that he just took care of his library very normally, and after going home and sleeping, he had already come here when he woke up, at first Fang Hua thought he was just having a dream.

But now after two years of life, Fang Hua knows very well that he didn't dream, he really came to the Great Song Dynasty, came to Beijing Village in Qingyang County, the Great Song Dynasty, and has become a five-year-old boy named Fang Hua here.

It's a pity, it's sad, it's a pity......

Fang Hua felt very tired, two years of life was enough for him to adapt to life here, but when he was already in his thirties but had to pretend to be a real five-year-old boy every day, Fang Hua was still physically and mentally exhausted.

He often wondered if he could go back to his old life after a nap, and sometimes he suddenly looked back to see if there would be a door to his old life.

But obviously, he had tried it for two years, he couldn't go back to sleep, and there was no time and space gate when he turned his head, Fang Hua knew that he was really brought back to the Great Song Dynasty by God, and he didn't give him a way out at all.

However, Fang Hua was also slightly glad that he had come to the Great Song Dynasty, if he was directly brought back to the ancient human race, it was estimated that Fang Hua would even have the heart to die, and in modern life, Fang Hua himself had a library, and he often read the books about history in it.

So when he came to the current Great Song Dynasty, Fang Hua could say that he was already familiar with the next changes in the Great Song Dynasty, and he had a sense of foresight, maybe he was talking about Fang Hua's current situation, at least, it was much better to be able to come to the Great Song Dynasty that Fang Hua was familiar with than to come to that dark ancient period.

"I came to your city, and you didn't ask for a meal?

Since you didn't invite me to dinner, you won't let me go back?

Thief God, are you still ignoring it?! ”

For the first time, Fang Hua no longer had a good impression of God, he was full of anger and shouted this to the sky, but the voice that came out of the shouting was still milky, without the slightest effect of his venting.

A peasant woman was relieved when she saw that the person shouting outside was Fang Hua, and then she lifted the broom and pumped it to Fang Hua's body, and scolded softly: "What crazy is the little ghost, what ......are you shouting at night?"

"Ah...... Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang, I was wrong...... I'm going home......" Fang Hua was really startled when he saw the broom, he was really beaten with a broom by his mother in the Great Song Dynasty.

Thinking of that taste, Fang Hua immediately decided that a good man would not fight with a woman, he squeezed out a cute smile on his chubby face and apologized to Aunt Zhang, and immediately picked up his little short legs and ran home, vowing that he would never go crazy like this again.

The cute newcomer asks for care~

I can conceive, I can code, I can sleep, I will eat~

I'm looking at you so cutely, don't you need to express it~