Nervously running out to the front mountain, after meeting other tourists, Chen Jianchen relaxed a little, and saw the escaped donkey grazing on the side of the mountain road, so he took it hand and drove down the mountain and went home.

Chen Jianchen's family lives in Jingyang Village, not far from Fengshan, but only five miles away.

Jingyang Village is under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhou, with 58 households and a population of 226 people.

On the way, Chen Jianchen's mind was still lingering on the white fox that behaved "out of line", he vaguely felt that this world was not as simple as he imagined, but he couldn't say what the situation was. After all, the former owner of this body is just a nerd who "doesn't listen to things outside the window and only reads sage books".

"Could it be that there are demons and monsters in this world?"

Chen Jianchen suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility: "If there are really demons and monsters, so to speak, will there also be immortals?" Ha, it should be that my imagination is too rich......

The more he thought about it, the more absurd and nonsensical he felt, so he forced himself to press this thought.

After about a pillar of incense, Chen Jianchen returned to the entrance of the village and led the donkey straight home. When the people in the village saw him, they bowed down and saluted, respectfully, called "Chen Xianggong". When he walked away, those village aunts and village wives talked about each other with envy, envying that "Mo Sanniang" had finally come out, and after having such a promising son, Feihuang Tengda was just around the corner.

Mo Sanniang is Chen Jianchen's mother.

Chen Jianchen lost his father when he was young, and he was raised by his mother's hard work, and worked hard for him to go to school and study, and the mother and son simply depended on each other. But on the day that Chen Jianchen won the examination for the fame of Xiucai, on the day of the release of the list, after reading the list, he was ecstatic, clapped his hands, shouted "good", and then fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and staged a model play of "Fan Jinzhongju"; when he woke up, he was already a person and his soul had changed hands. And the earthlings who have just crossed over do not dare to speak up, quietly digesting everything unfamiliar, including accepting the existence of a kind mother.

On the earth plane, his parents died early, and he didn't have much resistance to this great maternal love in another time and space, and he quickly acquiesced. After getting along for a period of time, she sincerely accepted Mo Sanniang's motherhood and was filial.

......

When I returned to my humble home, I just entered the yard and saw my gray-headed mother struggling to chop firewood, and she couldn't bother to wipe her forehead with sweat. She is only thirty-six years old this year, but her beautiful face is already wrinkled, prematurely engraved with the traces of time and frost.

Chen Jianchen hurriedly stepped up and said, "Mother, didn't I say it? "Reach out and grab the axe.

Mo Sanniang held on tightly and said, "Liuxian, how can you do these heavy jobs? Besides, you are now a showman, and you have a meritorious status, and you can't do heavy work." If someone sees you, they will laugh at you. ”

Chen Jianchen didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and grabbed the axe: "What is not a show, at home, I will always be your son." It is only natural that a son helps his mother work, and who can gossip?"

-- In the Tiantong Dynasty, scholars were high. The so-called high is not only self-proclaimed, but also recognized by others. There is a saying that "everything is inferior, but reading is high", which means that "scholars basically don't do housework", so they are rich in nerds who "are not diligent in their four bodies and do not divide their grains".

Chen Jianchen in the past was also a master who did not touch the water with his fingers.

However, this is not what it used to be, although the body has not changed, but the ideology has changed. It is impossible for Chen Jianchen to let himself sit in his room and read what "Zhi Hu Ye", and leaving his mother alone in the courtyard to sweat like rain, he can't do that kind of thing - his personality has always been stubborn, and he has traveled through time, and he doesn't care too much about the rules and regulations of different time and space dynasties.

So he picked up his axe and chopped it in style.

Chopping firewood is not a technical job, but a lot of hard work. However, what Chen Jianchen lacked most was exercise and strength, and after only splitting for a while, he felt that his arms were sore and his palms were hot. He gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and continued to chop with an axe, and a voice in his heart shouted: No matter what, all the firewood must be chopped.

Mo Sanniang looked distressed and helpless over there, so she had to cover the courtyard door first, so as not to let others see Chen Jianchen chopping firewood - after all, the concept of a scholar is deep-rooted, especially a showman, if he runs to burn a fire and chop firewood or something, he will be regarded as a kind of "falling" behavior, and will be criticized and ridiculed.

After a full hour, Chen Jianchen finished chopping all the firewood, and the whole person was as tired as a dog, holding an axe, panting with his mouth wide open, and the clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat, and there were even several blood blisters on the palms of his hands.

"I said it all, you can't do these heavy work, what should you do when you're tired?"

Mo Sanniang hurriedly took a piece of sweat cloth to wipe her son's sweat.

Chen Jianchen said with a strong smile: "It's okay, from today onwards, I will take care of all the heavy work at home." As he spoke, he secretly vowed in his heart to practice this "weak" body fiercely. Thinking about the past, he is also an athlete, loves to play basketball and football, and after traveling through time and space, he is really unpleasant to the eye and unhappy everywhere.

Looking at him, Mo Sanniang was slightly distracted, feeling that her son had been so happy since the day the list was released, he fainted on the spot, and after he woke up, he had changed a lot and became a little different.

"What am I thinking, as long as my son is healthy and standing in front of him, that's the best thing......"

Mo Sanniang immediately got rid of the cluttered thoughts in her mind and started to make dinner.

The Chen family is poor, Mo Sanniang is busy working all year round, and most of the money she earns is used for her son to go to private school, and the rest can only maintain the daily food and clothing of the mother and son. Three meals a day, you can't eat much better, and if you can eat one meal of meat a month, it's good. But for three hundred and sixty-five days, every day, every meal, Chen Jianchen would have an egg to eat. In Mo Sanniang's words: "My son reads, he spends his nerves, and he has to make up for it." But she would never have thought that she would get up early and work in the dark, and she was busy with everything else, but in fact, she needed to make up more.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, no matter what world they are in, it is reasonable.

However, recently, an egg in Chen Jianchen's bowl became half, because the other half was stuffed into Mo Sanniang's bowl by him.

"Mother, you are more bitter and tired, you should eat better. ”

When she heard this, Mo Sanniang was very relieved, and she hid in the room and secretly wiped her tears for a long time.

Mother and son are filial piety, and the joy of family is also. It seems that the son has not only won the reputation of Xiucai, but also has really grown up.