"Where have I crossed over?"

When Wu Qing was struggling with this matter, a woman in a gray cloth skirt finally walked in.

The woman's dress was covered with patches, and this was a simple woman, whose face was only about thirty years old, but her temples were already gray, but she was very beautiful. The woman's face was sorrowful, looking at the child on the bed, and her eyes showed love. The woman stretched out a slender hand and gently caressed Wu Qing's face.

Wu Qing felt a kind of pity, this is maternal love, warmth, which makes him seem unwilling to get up again, so he is tolerated.

Could it be that the body he occupies is the woman's child? So Wu Qing's squinted eyes opened.

When the woman saw it, she cried with joy, "Qing'er, you finally woke up, scared to death for your mother, Lang Zhong said that you couldn't get through, and my mother went to Guan Erye to burn incense, but I didn't expect it to work." ”

The woman's tears dripped on Wu Qing's neck, wet. Wu Qing was at least sure that he was not passing through the Three Kingdoms era of war and strife, because Guan Erye was in the temple.

"I'd rather be a peaceful dog than a chaotic person" Wu Qing still understands very well, although this is a little unfair to the traverser, but isn't it better to be a rich man in peacetime, surrounded by beautiful women, it is no longer a ** silk. But what kind of era is this, the three-year-old wants to ask but doesn't know how to ask, and he doesn't want to do something amazing. Being a low-key person and burying your head in making money is the way to survive.

After some crying and complaining, Wu Qing also vaguely knew that she had been thrown to death by the old horse of a veteran who had unloaded his armor and returned to the field in the east of the village. Originally, the old soldier was also playing with the child, but the old horse was suddenly frightened, so he threw Wu Qing down and fell to his death, and happened to be occupied by Wu Qing.

Is this a coincidence? Wu Qing couldn't help but fall into deep thought, it was really incredible that two people with the same name and surname in different time and space could have such similar things?

"Martial arts lady, I'll come to see Qing'er."

A woman's concerned voice came from outside the door.

"Lady of the samurai family? Don't be Wu Dalang's family, that's a tragedy! However, thinking that Wu Dalang's wife Pan Jinlian didn't seem to have children, I felt a little at ease, and there were still many people with the surname Wu in the world.

"Aunt Xu, Qing'er woke up, but she didn't call her mother, I don't know if it was broken." The samurai lady said, her voice full of worry.

"Phew!"

Aunt Xu said: "Lady of the martial family, don't say these unlucky words, Qing'er is a big one I have seen since I was a child, so she is clever." These are four eggs, go back and get two poached eggs for Qing'er, and you will definitely be fine after eating. ”

"How can this be, Aunt Xu"

Wu Qing, who was lying on the Hu bed, sighed for a while, "I haven't eaten my mother's poached eggs for a long time, but this time it's a lifetime." Thinking about it, tears could not help but flow from the corners of his eyes.

Three days later, Wu Qing finally shouted "Mother" and walked out of bed, thin body, skinny, although the weather was hot, but the gown patches on his body were embellished layer after layer. The word "poverty" stung Wu Qing deeply.

How so? How so?

Others are also at the level of a prince, and they are almost from a wealthy family, how did they cross over to a destitute family? How can this small body withstand the great dreams of the traverser? But what can a three-year-old do? Reciting two Tang poems, a blockbuster? He doesn't know what dynasty it was in.

As an elite person of the era who has been engaged in chemical industry for several years, he really doesn't know what he can do at the age of three, and if he really wants to engage in chemical industry, it is too unrealistic. To survive in this world, it is really problematic.

"Brother Martial Arts!"

A crisp voice came from outside the fence door, a small head poked out, this is a little girl, it seems to be three years old, with two small pigtails, looking very cute, reaching out and touching the handful of hair on the top of her head, very helplessly smiled.

"Brother Wujia, I've come to see you."

The little girl rushed to the front and stretched out her hand from behind, a dirty little hand actually held a bird egg, Wu Qing didn't know what kind of bird egg it was, but it was definitely not an egg.

"Here you go! You get better quickly after eating. ”

The little girl's immature voice instantly moved Wu Qing, what kind of era is this, so innocent, so sincere, it really makes people feel a little uncontrollable tears.

At this time, the lady of the martial arts family walked into the courtyard, saw this scene, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the third child, you came to see Qing'er, you are so good." Seeing the bird egg in the little girl's hand, she couldn't help frowning and said, "You stole your father's bird egg again?" ”

"I didn't, Aunt Wu, I told my father, and he promised me." The little girl's immature childish voice retorted, looking very eager.

Aunt Wu just educated her by the way, put down the back basket, Wu Qing could see clearly, it was full of wild vegetables. Wu Qing sighed in his heart, life here seems to be even poorer than imagined, and they all eat wild vegetables.

After chatting with her "mother", Aunt Wu carried the basket into the house to cook. Wu Qing took a good look at this courtyard, the yard surrounded by a fence, there are three adobe thatched houses, the middle is the bedroom of the mother and son, the left is the kitchen, and the right one is piled with sundries.

Destitute was like this, and Wu Qing's heart was very sad. I really want to scold God, how can this be?

Looking at this girl named the third child, Wu Qing's eyes showed age-inappropriate pity, if he had been competitive before, it was estimated that the child should be so old.

took the third child's hand and asked, "Third child, what's your name?" ”

This question was very surprised, the third child seemed puzzled, thought about it, and couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he replied: "Brother Wu, have you forgotten jì, you are called Sakura." ”

"Kinky?" Wu Qing was stunned.

"I heard from my mother that I was born under a cherry tree, and my father named me Sakura." The third child explained, although his speech was slurred, Wu Qing still understood, and he blamed himself for doing it in his heart. But why don't you call it Sakura under the tree?

Suddenly, Wu Qing had an idea in his mind, and he couldn't help blurting out, "My team, my team!" ”

The idea was also formed in an instant, and he wanted to build his own team, a team that he had cultivated since childhood, and he believed that such a team would be highly loyal.

It was also at this moment that Wu Qing finally had a goal, that is, to build a team from an early age, he believed that there must be children in this village who were about the same age as himself, no, about the same age as this time and space, maybe he could build his own business empire in this era.

"Brother Wu, what is the topic, what is the team, Brother Wu won't go crazy."

"Your brother isn't crazy!"

Wu Qing grabbed the dirty little hand that was put on his forehead, although his body was very small, but his actual age was not small, and he was still a little reluctant to be touched like this by a little child.

Lunch was wild vegetable soup, the third child ran away very sensibly, and Wu Qing swallowed it with great difficulty, and this qiē was seen by the Wu lady.