"." After walking a few streets, Ah Guang followed the man he met in Pingyang County Ya into an ordinary courtyard. As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, the middle-aged man shouted into the house at the top of his voice.

"My mother? It seems that this handsome old guy is really my father, I don't know what Ah Guang's mother looks like? Ah Guang can't fully integrate himself into the role of this ancient child, but he is still a little curious about this mother who has never met, maybe this is all due to the blood connection in this body!

"Coming back? Come inside and eat! A woman's gentle voice came from inside the room, and Ah Guang should not be too old to hear this voice, at most he was in his thirties. Think about it, the ancients married earlier than later generations, and now they are twelve or thirteen years old, so their biological mother should be in their thirties.

"Mother, I'm back!" Ah Guang Ghost shouted a messenger, and this time he even thought that it was the soul of the ancients left in his body who was doing trouble.

The light in the houses is dim, and it is not like there were electric lights in ancient times, and even kerosene was not available in this era. Ah Guang saw that the house was very simple, half of the house was a stove, and the other half was a little empty, and there was a table made of stones.

Now there was a not bright oil lamp on the stone table, and judging from the smell of firewood wafting through the room and a somewhat pungent smell, the lamp oil must be some kind of plant oil. Ah Guang knew that even when humans did not use electric lights in later generations, they would pick a kind of fruit from a tree to squeeze oil and use it for noodles, and it is estimated that this kind of thing is used at home now.

Between the flickering oil lamps, my mother was still busy between the stove and the stone table, and until now, my mother had not seen what her mother looked like. However, under the reflection of the oil lamp, you can still see the grandmother wearing the most common curly skirt of women in the Han Dynasty, with her hair in a bun behind her head, looking dignified and dignified, honest and simple.

At first sight, Ah Guang had a good impression of this mother.

Sitting on the stone bench, Ah Guang felt that his buttocks were still a little cold, after all, it was still early spring at this time, and the temperature was still a little low in the morning and evening. And looking at the display on the table, Ah Guang also sighed in his heart.

The living conditions in ancient times could not be compared to those of later generations, especially the lives of ordinary people. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * Shou * Fa" At this moment, Ah Guang found that the rice and dishes on the table were not familiar to him. There are only three large bowls filled with rice soup, and there are several flatbreads in a wooden basin in the middle of the table.

Looking at the color of the flatbread, Ah Guang knew that this was definitely not made of white flour, and he didn't know what kind of grain it was made of, and it didn't seem to have even a little oil and gas. The first meal I ate when I traveled back to ancient times was so hard to swallow, I really don't know if this crossing is a blessing or a curse?

"What is this kid doing? Still not ready to eat? Grandma wiped her hands on her apron and sat opposite Ah Guang with a smile on her face. Looking at Ah Guang's sad face, he asked with concern.

"Father and grandmother haven't eaten yet, how dare the child eat first, please father and grandmother use it first!" Ah Guang was coldly told by his mother before he realized that he was out of his mind, but the calm personality he had cultivated over the years made Ah Guang quickly find an impeccable reason.

"What's wrong with this kid today?" Ah Guang's father glanced at Ah Guang puzzled, he knew that like him, who was only a county official, his son could not read and study at all, but the way Ah Guang spoke just now was like those who had read books.

Seeing that her son was so filial and sensible, her mother smiled, and hurriedly grabbed a piece of cake and bit it in her mouth, and said while gnawing: "Good boy, Mother and your father are eating, you can eat it too." Eat more to grow stronger."

Ah Guang had no choice but to pick up the flatbread, no matter what he couldn't do, he couldn't go hungry, even if it was unpalatable, he could fill his stomach. And this era is not from a big family, so the body is really the capital of all actions, and only with strength can you eat enough.

There is a big gap between the living reality and after all, Ah Guang did not cross into a noble child, this hard cake made Ah Guang sober up again, gritted his teeth Ah Guang swallowed a small piece of flatbread, and then picked up the big bowl on the table, and took a big sip with a grunt. The flatbread grinded so that Ah Guang's throat was a little painful, but fortunately, the soup that was worse than rice soup finally made his throat a little more comfortable.

This was Ah Guang's first meal in ancient times, and he didn't know if the ancients had the habit of 'eating without speaking', so Ah Guang didn't say a word during the whole process. And his father and mother didn't say anything, the meal was eaten quickly, in fact, it was just a few pieces of bread and a bowl of water that I didn't know what to boil, and I couldn't think about it quickly.

After the meal, Ah Guang fully entered his ancient identity and helped his mother clean up the room as a son. Ah Guang understands that he is only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child now, and in this backward era, everything at present can only rely on this couple. Although Ah Guang's performance has a certain purpose, in the eyes of Ah Mu, he feels that his child has really grown up. In all these years, this ordinary woman has never been so happy as she is today.

Ah Guang found that his father didn't look very happy, and of course he couldn't say that he was unhappy, because when he looked at Ah Guang, he couldn't hide his father's love for his son, but his eyes were more worried and contradictory. Ah Guang's years of observation and observation skills told him that his father must have encountered something tricky!

"Mother, my father looks preoccupied today, is there something wrong at home?" The ancients didn't have much night entertainment, and it was already dark after eating, so they generally hid under the covers and went to sleep. As for the rich ancient nightlife in film and television works, most of them are fabricated, of course, there are entertainments such as singing and dancing instrumental music, but that is only the lifestyle of the upper class.

"Don't worry about it, children, there's nothing going on at home, maybe it's in the yamen! You don't have to worry about that. Grandma seemed to tell Ah Guang sternly, but in fact, Ah Guang knew that this was Grandma loving herself.

"Can my mother tell me what my father is doing in the yamen? What is the position? Ah Guang found that his mother was an important breakthrough for him to understand this era, and when he saw his father coming out of the Pingyang County Yamen, he guessed that his cheap father was probably working as an errand in the Yamen.

"Your father is just a small official who earns a little money a month, what kind of position does he have there? Go to sleep. Ah Mu replied to Ah Guang casually, and then took Ah Guang to sleep.

was watched by his mother back to his small room, but Ah Guang kept thinking about it in his heart. For the ancient officials, Lu Aguang also had some understanding in later generations. In the Han Dynasty, for example, officials were converted into grains. The world often says that the two thousand stone officials, that is, the year of the two thousand stone officials in the two thousand stones, if placed in the Western Han Dynasty, the worst of the two thousand stone officials are a county guard, even in later generations are considered provincial and ministerial-level officials.

And the unit of measurement of Hu is actually the same as that of stone, that is to say, Ah Guang's father has five stones per month, which is more than 60 stones a year, not even a hundred stones, which is really not in the flow compared to those thousand stone officials.

Judging from his father's Yulu, Ah Guang also knew that his father's status in the county government was indeed low, because according to the Han system, each county government could hire subordinate officials on its own, but there were two types of such employment. One is that the monthly salary is more than eight hundred, that is, the annual income exceeds 100 stones, and it needs to be reported to the county guard for approval. Those with a monthly income of less than eight do not need these procedures, and each county can arrange it on its own. This is very similar to the cadres and contract workers hired in the system in later generations, one has a personnel file, and the other does not.

And Ah Guang's father belongs to the latter, a supernumerary who works on an errand in Pingyang County and has no personnel files!

Now that I have figured out the identity of my father, the next step is to figure out my surname and the environment in which I live. It is said that crossing is good, and crossing can do things that can only be thought of and cannot be done in the future life, but you will only know what it means to be difficult to move forward when you really cross it. tossed and turned like this, and Ah Guang didn't sleep for almost all night.

In fact, there is a very important reason why Ah Guang didn't sleep, that is, this bed is too hard. There was no fire in the room, and Ah Guang could only judge from the vague moonlight and his hand that his bed was made of mud, and then a layer of hay was spread on it, and on top was a straw mat woven by some kind of plant. Not to mention cotton wool, not even a burlap sheet......

The only thing that makes Ah Guang happy is that fortunately there is a thing that can barely be regarded as a quilt, although it is also hard, so it didn't let Ah Guang catch a cold.

On the other side, the mother cleaned up and returned to the room, the status of the ancient woman at home was low, and all the housework was done by the woman as a matter of course. In addition, Ah Guang's family is not rich, and there are no maids and servants or anything.

"His father, Ah Guang just asked me, do you have anything on your mind. Look at how you can't give up all day! As soon as the mother returned to the room, she asked Ah Guang's father, who was half lying on the bed.

"Alas...... Even a child can see it......" Ah Guang's father said with a long sigh, and did not answer his mother positively, but it is certain that he does have a very heavy heart.

"What's wrong? Dad, don't scare me! Tell me something! Ah Mu immediately panicked, after all, it is an ordinary woman's family, for him, Ah Guang's father is the pillar of the sky, if something happens to the pillar, she and Ah Guang's life will be completely over.

"Do you remember what I told you when we got married?" Ah Guang's father seemed to be caught in a memory, and said in a low voice. However, Ah Mu didn't react for a while, and she looked a little dazed, but she was also trying to recall in her mind what happened when she and Ah Guang's father got married.

After a long silence, Ah Guang's father slammed his fist on the straw mat, as if he had made some major decision. Then he let out a sigh and said, "Champion Hou is here......"