In the early morning, the sun slowly rises in the east, shining its rays on the earth, and the rooster's crowing is heard as soon as the sun rises, and the sound is heard throughout half of the village of Lola. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leslin, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the familiar rooster crow.

"So can't you crow later, big brother rooster, let me sleep a little longer" Sitting up from his amazing hard plank bed, Leslin complained in his heart about the rooster that the sun had just risen every day.

Looking out the window, Leslin was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "It's another day."

Lifting the comfortable bedding and enduring a chill, Leslin quickly got dressed.

After a brief freshening up, Reslyn looked at herself in the mirror that she had bought with a month's salary.

The appearance of the young man in the mirror is neither handsome nor ugly, he belongs to the very ordinary kind, the kind of appearance that belongs to passer-by.

"That's it, it's really" Looking at himself in the mirror, Leslin has a sad feeling every time, after all, he was still a handsome guy before he crossed over, why did he become so ordinary after crossing, the same as passerby A.

Reslyn is a traverser, a very bitter traverser, a traverser who crashes into a tree and crosses.

He doesn't know why he will cross when he hits a tree, others are stoned to death when they cross, and after committing suicide, he just hit a tree, and he didn't even have a slight injury, but he crossed, so it depends on character to cross.

From the table next to him, he took a piece of brown bread that he bought yesterday, this is Reslin's breakfast, looking at his breakfast, the black bread does not look like the hardness of bread at all, and Reslyn wants to throw it away.

If it weren't for the lack of money, Reslyn would never eat this kind of black bread, which is also called bread, don't joke, to say that it is bread is simply an insult to the word bread, this kind of bread that is hard enough to be used as an iron rod as long as anyone with a little money will not eat it.

"Nima, I'm a time-traveler anyway, why do I mix so badly" As a time-traveler, according to the plot in the novel, it's not good to travel to the other world, and I haven't crossed over for three years and eat black bread again, why do I still eat black bread after three years.

Poured a glass of water, dipped the black bread in some water, Reslyn took a bite, the black bread thing can't bite at all without a little water, Reslin still remembers the first time he ate black bread after crossing, he didn't know how to eat, he bit directly, Reslin still remembered the feeling after biting at that time, toothache, tooth pain, as if he had extracted a tooth without anesthetic.

With a kind of disgust, Reslyn finished eating the black bread and looked at the remaining three black breads, this is Leslin's lunch and dinner today, it looks a little shabby, but there is no way, there is no money.

Walking out of his one-bedroom home, Arthur locked his door, although it was completely unnecessary, after all, his family was poor, and the money was all on him, and the black bread that could be used as an iron rod in the house was gone, and there was nothing to do before, and Reslyn estimated that if the thief entered, he would be dumbfounded.

Despite this, it was already a habit that he had developed in his previous life to lock the door when he went out, so Reslin still locked the door.

Now Leslin is going to make money, Leslin's job is the only carpenter's shop in the village as an apprentice, speaking of this apprenticeship, Leslin is a little frustrated, Nima, he has been in this town for two and a half years, and he has been an apprentice for two and a half years, it stands to reason that he should be able to become a teacher in two and a half years, but maybe because his hands are not very skillful, so until now, he has not been a teacher, he is still an apprentice, and his craftsmanship is a little better than the original, from not even being able to make wood into a rectangle to now being able to make wood into a triangle。

His own carpenter talent is very poor, which is something that Leslin himself and his master carpenter, the owner of the carpenter shop, Old Yuri, have confirmed.

However, Reslyn did not give up this job, after all, this is a job with a high salary and easy work in the whole village, and it is difficult to find a job that meets your requirements if you give up this job, at least not in this village.

The morning air was damp and there was a faint smell of flowers in the air, and smelling the scent of flowers in the air, Leslin felt full of strength to work all day, and although this feeling would be lost over time, at least it felt good now.

Walking to the carpenter's shop, old Yuri had already started to work.

"Good morning, boss," Reslin greeted

"Well, here, let's get to work" Old Yuri glanced at Leslin, who was coming, and nodded, looking a little cold.

For old Yuri's coldness, Leslin is accustomed to it, he has worked here for two and a half years, and Old Yuri's practice is so cold, but although Old Yuri is very cold, but he is a kind guy, several times, when Leslin can't eat, Old Yuri will let Leslin come to his house for dinner.

Walking into the carpenter's shop, Leslin took out the tools that the carpenter needed, looked at the trees that had been cut down from outside the village on the side of the carpenter's shop, and began his day's work.

Reslin's job is very simple, which is to process a tree into a square piece of wood, but it is simple, not too much, and there are at least a few hundred pieces of wood processed in a day.

Holding the tool, Leslin didn't know how much wood had been processed, but just as he was about to work on the next one, his shoulder was touched.

As soon as I turned my head, it was old Yuri.

"It's noon," Old Yuri said lightly, and walked away.

It's noon, look up at the sun in the sky, the sun has moved to the center of the sky, and sure enough, it's noon.

It was also because it was noon, or because he was free, and Leslin's stomach screamed at the right time.

"It's time to eat" It should be a very happy thing to have lunch, but as long as she thinks that her lunch is brown bread, Leslin does not feel happy.

Went to the carpenter's shop to wash his hands, and Leslin left the place.

On the way home, Leslin looked at the surrounding scenery, there were not many people in the early morning, but by noon, the village was more crowded.

"Reslin, it's time for lunch" Beside him, a teenager leading a ploughing ox waved at Reslin.

"Yes, don't you do the same, Zhuo Ze" Leslin replied to the young man, whose name was Zhuo Ze, and he was a friend of Leslin's.

"It's different" Zhuo Ze waved his hand: "I've already eaten"

"It's a little early today."

"Today my mom cooked in advance, so it was early"

"Do it in advance, so Aunt Lisa is out to play again"

"Yes, I went to another village with a few aunts"

Speaking of this, Zhuo Ze showed a helpless expression: "I don't understand my mother, she is already middle-aged, why do you still like to play so much?"

"If you like to play, it only shows that Aunt Lisa is very young in heart, and people like this are relatively long-lived," Leslin smiled and said.

"Maybe" Zhuo Ze pulled the rope holding the ploughing ox: "Okay, I'm going to work, goodbye"

"Goodbye" said goodbye, and Leslin continued to walk towards his home.