Sun Changqing is a teacher in the village, there are two or three earthen houses, his daughter-in-law squeezed one, and lived in one by herself, leaving just one back room, which happened to be vacated for Zhang Shusheng to spend the night.

After receiving the boiled sweet potato with heat from his daughter-in-law, Sun Changqing was slightly embarrassed, and asked his son and daughter-in-law who were fortunate to Zhang Luo to clean up the house to sleep, and then brought it to Zhang Shusheng.

"There's nothing to eat in the village, so let's fill my stomach with it, little brother." There was a tung oil lamp in the room that was not much bigger than soybeans, and Zhang Shusheng sat at the dilapidated table with the package on his back, but his stomach was rumbling, but there was not a drop of water all night.

A bowl of boiled sweet potatoes with two fingers thick, a bowl of camellia water, and a clay bowl that I haven't seen for a long time, but Zhang Shusheng is very grateful, and eats a clean one, the taste is really good, although the sweet potatoes are small, but they taste fragrant. Only then did he wipe his mouth and prepare to talk to this knowledgeable old gentleman.

"Thank you Mr. Sun for your hospitality, the kid is really grateful."

"Where, where. It's just that we are a little poorer in Lishuping, and you, a student full of foreign ink, have been wronged. Sun Changqing pinched the dry tobacco pot, there was no tobacco in it, sighed, and said, "It's all harmful to this world." ”

“……”

Zhang Shusheng's history is poor, although he knows that it is 1915, but he doesn't know what this 1915 year represents, and he has a vague impression, but it is also vague. At this time, how envious he was of those time-travelers in novels, all of them were superb, and the big and small historical events were memorized backwards. I only remembered the general situation, and I had to reply for a while: "Yes, there is a lot of trouble in the north, and some people just want to be powerful, but they don't care about the lives of the people." ”

"The people? When did he Yuan Datou treat us as people? Not to mention the big aspect, the 21 articles betray the country, but the county town is full of slogans refuting the 21 articles of the loss of power and humiliation of the country. On the small side, the warlords are fighting, and the bandits are full of troubles, alas, ......"

Perhaps because of being a teacher, although he is in a small village, Sun Changqing is obviously more worried than other people of this era. The big side is worried about the country and the people, and the small aspect is concerned about his belly, and he is both knowledgeable and not an empty talker, which can be regarded as a small half of the character. Listening to this fallen student's emotion, it also aroused the few points in his heart that have not yet been finally erased.

"In this world, if you collect less and collect more, you can't live, and the world is harmful." Listening to Sun Changqing's words, Zhang Shusheng remembered that this year was a big story in the early days of the Republic of China, and Yuan Shikai did a twenty-one thing, preparing to become the emperor himself after selling the country, but it didn't work out, and he was angry to death the following year.

Sun Changqing knocked on the dry tobacco pot, picked up the dry tobacco pouch and carefully added some cigarettes, and asked, "What did the little brother learn before?" ”

"Mr. Sun can just call me Zhang Shusheng." Zhang Shusheng asked in his heart, it seemed that there was something, and he thought that if he said that he was engaged in technology, it was estimated that there would be no fun, and it seemed that he had to say something else: "Because I have just been involved in Western studies, in addition to having a certain understanding of arithmetic, astronomy, biology, nature and other disciplines, I also have some means for common colds and flu." ”

"Arithmetic astronomy?" Sun Changqing obviously didn't know much about the names of those dazzling disciplines, only had some understanding of arithmetic and astronomy, and he was a little happy in his heart, "Can you still have some means for colds and flu?" Brother Zhang seems to be very knowledgeable. ”

"Where, where." Zhang Shusheng said in his heart, of course he will know how to do arithmetic and astronomy, and he can be regarded as a college graduate, and he can still pick up a few points if he loses eighty percent. This cold and flu is all emergency, anyway, as a modern person, there are also the most basic prevention and control methods for some minor diseases. It really doesn't work, think of a way.

Sun Changqing pondered for a long time, took a few puffs of dry tobacco, spit out bursts of smoke, and then said, "I don't know what Brother Zhang's plans are in the future?" ”

Finally asked about the matter, Zhang Shusheng pretended to be casual and said: "This world is really chaotic, I can get to this Lishuping, but I have suffered too much along the way." Now there is trouble in the south, bandits everywhere, and you can't go anywhere. ”

"Then it's better to stay for now!" Sun Changqing said happily.

"What does Mr. Sun mean?"

Sun Changqing: "I'm old, and I can only teach children to read and write. I saw that the children in the city were all in the new school, and I was thinking that I wanted you to stay and teach them. At other times, if someone has a headache and brain fever and sores and diseases, the little brother can also help treat them. ”

"This, I'm afraid it's difficult for the kid to take on a big responsibility. Moreover, this new subject is complicated, and I am afraid that it is difficult for me to cover all aspects. Zhang Shusheng said that he wanted to stay, but he didn't want to be tied up to death as a teacher or Langzhong in the future.

Sun Changqing seemed to have thought of it a long time ago, and said, "Of course, this is of course." Just take some time every day to talk to the children, as for what to talk about, you are the teacher, according to your arrangement. As for seeing a doctor, I don't force it, these years there are people dying of illness and starvation everywhere, and they can be saved, and they will do their best to obey the destiny of God. ”

Zhang Shusheng nodded secretly, in the first half of the twentieth century, not to mention China, this disease and that disease, this war and that war, the dead people are gone, which is like the later generations, a dead dog can wake up for a long time.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

hit it off, and the two made up their minds.

After Sun Changqing left, he touched the pistol placed under the pillow, and Zhang Shusheng, who was lying on the bed, had some difficulty sleeping.

What is the concept of 1915? At the beginning of the Republic of China, if you want to drill camps, with your own identity and knowledge as a latecomer, there are many opportunities in the south. Even if it's not easy, it can be achieved with a little effort.

It seems that there is also a way to take a step back, get under the hands of a promising warlord, manage it carefully, and wait for him to hang up before picking the fruit. It's just a pity that at this time, it seems that the Whampoa Military Academy has not yet been established, otherwise it would be possible to be lazy and mix with the Chinese powers one by one, and it will be extraordinary.

Or they are willing to cut their bodies, and after a few years, they go to the south to see the right people, and then run around, drill ravines to fight guerrillas, and maybe they can also be crowned generals in the future.

No matter how hard it is, accumulate steadily, take advantage of the fact that the First World War has just begun, and you can also make a full grain by reselling some materials.

But none of this seems to be what I wanted.

"Let's take a look, maybe these are not the things I want to do."

Before going to bed, Zhang Shusheng took out the white dream machine that was related to his future and fell asleep with it in his arms.

The next day, Zhang Shusheng got up very early, he had not lived in the countryside for several years, and when he heard the familiar sound of pots and pans, he felt so kind.

When I got up, I saw the son and daughter-in-law of the Sun family having breakfast. After greeting Zhang Shusheng, the two continued to get busy.

"Laixi, what are you doing?" Sun Changqing's son is called Sun Laixi, a typical auspicious name, Zhang Shusheng saw that they were busy for a while, and he was a little reluctant to help. Early in the morning, Sun Changqing actually went outside to look for something.

"Brother Zhang, this is corn paste, a countryman's thing." Sun Laixi said.

"I know that, the root of the ear, is it the root of the cold salad?" Zhang Shusheng watched the daughter-in-law of the Sun family pour out a little sour water from the sauerkraut jar, mix it with the side ear root that was washed and cut into small pieces, and sprinkled some spicy seeds. When he was a child, Zhang's mother often made it for him.

"Yes, Brother Zhang has good eyesight."

While the two were talking, Sun Changqing walked back with his trouser legs in his hand, holding a fish bamboo strip in his hand, with two or three small fish in it, jumping around.

"Brother Sun, how are you ...... How this is good. Zhang Shusheng was a little flattered, he didn't expect Sun Changqing to go to the field early in the morning to catch fish in order to entertain his first formal breakfast.

"Out of the way, out of the way. There are not many fish in the ravine, so let's make some sauerkraut crucian carp soup. Sun Changqing beckoned his son to deal with the fish, and then called his daughter-in-law and asked her to go to the village chief's house to ask the village chief.

From time to time, the daughter-in-law of the Sun family came back with the village chief, and also brought a little somen noodles that were relatively rare at that time, and breakfast was settled.

There were guests in the Sun family, and the aroma of cooking attracted many children to watch from afar, but they didn't dare to enter the door because of the instructions of adults, and they pulled their necks one by one and swallowed saliva there.

Zhang Shusheng didn't notice the children at the door, and was called to the table from time to time, and a very hearty breakfast began.

The daughter-in-law of the Sun family did not serve the table, so Zhang Shusheng was with the father and son of the Sun family and the village head. At the dinner table, Sun Changqing told the village chief what he had thought about last night, and it turned out that the two had already summed up this matter, but they didn't expect Zhang Shusheng to catch up, so they hit it off.

"Come, Brother Zhang eat more, there is nothing to eat in the countryside, make do with it, and the bitterness will still grow in the future." There was no wine at home, everyone drank tea, Sun Changqing poured a small cup of tea and saluted Zhang Shusheng.

"I also grew up in the countryside, Brother Sun, don't be polite, village chief." Zhang Shusheng is also not polite, a few people come and go and start eating and drinking, although corn paste is not as delicious as rice, but it has a unique flavor, he has not eaten coarse grains for a long time, but he feels good to eat.

"Oops......"

Just as a few people were talking and laughing and eating, there was an exclamation from the kitchen, and Zhang Shusheng was sitting close to the kitchen, so he hurriedly got up to look.

It turned out that the daughter-in-law of the Sun family knocked over the bowl, and there was no corn paste or fish soup in it, and it seemed to be a boiled burnt corn paste, two or three boiled wild vegetables and a few handfuls of side ear roots. There was a bowl of boiling water next to it, and this was her breakfast.

"Brother Sun, how can you see the outside like this, I, I'm an outsider, how can I bear to eat such a good breakfast." Like a thunderbolt, Zhang Shusheng realized what the old society was, and what the old society was where people were so hungry that they could eat tree bark. Even if the southwest region is a little more self-produced, it is just starving to death.

Everything in front of him told him that the most important problem in this society was nothing else but food.

In a society where food is not good and clothing is not warm, since I have gone back, what should I do? What is the success of the martial arts, what is famous, is it more important to catch up with the people of the country to eat and wear warm clothes?

A sense of shame from the deepest part of the heart made Zhang Shusheng's ears red and red, yes, he is from modern times, he has not suffered that kind of suffering, but as a Chinese, seeing all this, shouldn't he do something?

"Come to Xi, let Cuihua come to the table to eat." Sun Changqing glanced at his daughter-in-law, who was trembling with fright, sighed, and beckoned everyone to return to the table and continue eating.

"Whatever happens, we'll talk slowly after eating."

Under these words, Zhang Shusheng ate this hearty breakfast almost choked, he didn't expect a little corn paste, some side ear roots, and fish soup was the ultimate of the Sun family. The Sun family is still like this, but what about the others?

Breakfast was quickly finished, Zhang Shusheng didn't say anything, just asked Sun Changqing to take him to other people's houses to have a look, while everyone was still eating breakfast.

The results were very unoptimistic, and after going to four or five houses, only one had batter to eat, and the others were small half-dishes without oil and salt and the thinnest soup that could show the shadow of a person.

"It's not that there isn't anything to grow in the ground, it's that there's nothing to plant. There are a few kinds of vegetables, and the ripening period is too long, and they can't eat a few stubbles at all. As for the grain, it's only a little a year, and there's still land rent to pay......"

Under Sun Changqing's explanation, Zhang Shusheng understood. This era is not the era in which I live, there are no kinds of vegetables, no chemical fertilizers, no high-yielding seeds, no rural land household contract system, and there is no hybrid rice here.

All this is because this place is called the old society!!

"Maybe I should stay, and I can always develop slowly with a dream machine. Giving the people of the old society food and clothing is more important and realistic than any slogan to drive out the Tartars. ”

On this day, Zhang Shusheng decided on his future development direction and made up his mind to stay in Lishuping, even if this is a poor rural area, with a dream machine, he can transform a different world.