Through the faint morning light, Liu Jun looked at his loose belly, cascading stretch marks, drooping 'feeding bottles', rough hands, dull hair with oily hair, and almost cried: "I'm wearing this on a pig, right?" It's still a mother's. ”

Liu Jun was born in the new era, a highly educated, independent new era 'man', but now, he is lying in this simple earthen embryo house, with dry thatch under him, and the memory of another woman named Liu Niang is churning in his mind, all of which clearly tells him that he has crossed over and worn on a woman.

He didn't have to look in the mirror to guess how ugly he was, an ugliness that had been destroyed by life and childbirth, and when he turned his head to look at the eleven children on the Chase next to him, he had an even greater urge to collapse.

Ten of the eleven children were born of the body he had traversed, and his current body was just twenty-six years old, the same age as in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was still single at the age of twenty-six, but this Liu Niang gave birth to ten children, one of which is twins, which also means that after the age of fifteen and adulthood, it is almost a year of uninterrupted pregnancy and childbirth, just like a piglet, a tool man?

At this moment, a rude voice suddenly sounded outside the window: "Dead mother-in-law, where did you die?" You still don't cook when it's dawn? Looking for a fight, right? ”

Hearing this voice, Liu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Inheriting Liu Niang's memory, Liu Jun naturally knew who this voice belonged to, it was his husband Li Dashi, a rude and irascible potter.

Li Dashi is rude, short-tempered, likes to beat people for no reason, and Liu Niang's memory is full of a lot of her experience of being beaten, even during menstruation and pregnancy.

Liu Niang is a weak character, obedient, often beaten all over the body and bruised and does not resist, and I don't know whether it is hard or good physical fitness, so I haven't been beaten to death for so many years.

But last night, Liu Niang was beaten again, and she forcibly climbed onto the kang, but in the middle of the night, she died and was replaced by Liu Jun's soul.

It took most of the night to digest Liu Niang's memory, Liu Jun was almost depressed to death, first, he was depressed why he had traveled to such a backward era, and second, he was depressed why Liu Niang didn't resist.

Thinking that he was going to replace her and live with a rude and irascible guy who could beat his wife to death, Liu Jun wanted to run away.

Li Dashi was a potter, and like most manual laborers in this era, his hygiene was not good, his mouth was full of yellow teeth, bad breath, his fingers were dirty, and his skin could pick mud, which was comparable to the scavengers in his previous life.

Although he wears it on a woman, his mind is still a man, and he lives with such a person? And to stab him? Thinking about it makes Liu Jun itchy and nauseous and want to vomit.

Liu Jun groped his way up from the kang, and silently thought in his heart: Even if you cross over, there is no way to change your identity, so change your situation.

The clothes are coarse linen woven half of the placket, Liu Jun knows what it means to be unclothed, the clothes can only barely cover the position below the neck and above the thighs, and the rest of the place, including the belly, is exposed, which makes Liu Jun very uncomfortable, and turns out the only intact cloth skirt with memory.

This is the only dress that Liu Niang can wear out of the house, and she can only wear it during the New Year's Festival or the market.

Pushing open the door, Liu Jun saw the whole house, which was a hollow-shaped house composed of three wings and a walled courtyard, with a deep well in the middle of the courtyard.

Coming in from the door, facing the door is the main wing, which is the bedroom of Li Dashi and Liu Niang, but Liu Niang is afraid of being beaten and lives with the children all year round. On the left hand side is the west wing, the children's room, a clay kang that runs through the whole house is covered with thatch, and it becomes a bed.

On the east side is the thatched hut and the kitchen, the kitchen only has a roof and a wall, and the other two sides are open, and the thatched hut is also separated only by wooden planks, and there are commodes placed inside, which is extremely simple and smelly.

However, such an environment has been considered good in this era, many people don't even have their own yard, or a mud house, and they have become a home surrounded by a fence, and Li Dashi, a potter, is actually considered to be in good condition.

It is also because of this that Liu Niang, a girl who was considered a water spirit in ten miles and eight villages back then, was married in, and finally destroyed into her current appearance.

Liu Jun came out of the west wing, and needed to go through the main wing room to get to the kitchen, in front of the main wing, Li Dashi was standing there, yawning listlessly, hearing the movement, his eyes turned to Liu Jun's body, and when he saw her wearing a dress, he immediately scolded:

"Loser, you're tired of it!? You wear such a sassy bag without festivals and years, which idle man do you want to hook! ”

Liu Jun lowered his head to avoid looking at him, walked quickly to the well in the courtyard, and used his rough hands to pick up a bucket of water from the well, and at the same time looked at the well, and then couldn't help but light up his eyes.

In fact, it can be seen from this well that Li Dashi's conditions are not bad, not that no one can dig a well in his own yard, but more at the head and end of the village, and more than a dozen households use it together.

Because it was made by home, the well was not wide, and it went straight up and down, probably just as wide as an adult man's shoulders. Liu Jun compared Li Dashi's figure in his memory, and had a plan in his heart.

Carrying the bucket to the kitchen, Liu Jun used the bucket as a counterweight while walking, roughly estimating the strength of his body, I have to say that the physical fitness of the ancients is good, and the strength of this body is not much smaller than Liu Jun in the previous life, and the bucket of twenty or thirty catties can be easily carried away with one hand.

After a few trips, I filled the kitchen with a bucket, and I don't know if it was a slippery hand or what's going on, the water in the bucket spilled out, wetting the edge of the wellhead and the ground around it.

Li Dashi saw that Liu Niang ignored her, and he didn't take it to heart, because usually Liu Niang cowered like this, and when she saw that the well was wet, she couldn't help but scold again: "How do you do the stinky woman, the ground is all wet, you can work with snacks, I'll kill you later." ”

Li Dashi scolded and walked to the well, carefully avoiding the puddles on the ground, poking his head into the wellhead in an awkward posture, fetching water and preparing to wash his face.

He washed his face like this every morning, and the cold well water could drive away drowsiness and keep him awake, but the dead woman could wet the ground with a single fetch of water, and the slippery water made him very embarrassed, and he turned around and beat her to make her remember it for a long time.

Just when Li Dashi was thinking about what posture to use to teach Liu Niang a lesson, he suddenly felt a tightness under his feet, and someone hugged his feet and lifted him up, and his whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell forward, and fell into the well.

Li Dashi panicked, and kept pulling with both hands trying to grab something, but he really let him buckle the stones on the edge of the well.