Dasheng Dynasty.

Huangjia Village.

The autumn breeze swept through the calm villages, and the grass and trees on the dry and hard ridges were withered and yellow, swaying with the wind.

The rain falls, hits the water, swings around the fine lines, hits the golden leaves, swirls and falls, hits the dilapidated thatched houses, and the autumn mood hits.

In the distance, the shepherd boy rode on the back of the ox, urging the old cow and the calf to move in the direction of the small mountain village.

What a wonderful picture of the countryside.

It's just that the rain fell on Huang Tinghui's cheeks through the dilapidated thatched house, but the taste was not very pleasant.

"The high wind roars in August and autumn, rolling up the triple thatched ...... on my roof"

"Curl up!"

Huang Tinghui, who was sitting in a dilapidated thatched house, wiped the rain on his cheeks and gritted his teeth.

That's right!

Huang Tinghui crossed over, the kind of crossing in the novel.

Traveled to a dynasty called Daimori.

The main owner of this body is also called Huang Tinghui, and it is really a "bad fate" that has been cultivated for a hundred years!

Just thinking of this "bad fate", Huang Tinghui felt that his chest was full of breath.

It's uncomfortable!

If it is crossed over to the son of a wealthy family.

Not to mention a wealthy family, just a small landlord's house, Huang Tinghui thinks it is acceptable.

Unfortunately, my parents passed away due to illness.

The few belongings in the family were given to Huo Huo by the main owner of this body.

The little daughter-in-law from the neighboring village who was going to marry ran away for the main owner, Huo Huo.

Of course, the main owner did not leave any "legacy" to Huang Tinghui.

For example: dozens of taels of silver owed to the landlord surnamed Lu in the neighboring village, two old hens from Aunt Xu's family in the same village, and the belly pocket of Widow Liu in the county town......

Thinking of this, Huang Tinghui couldn't wait to knock himself to death with a stick and return to his own era.

I've seen a guy who has a wretch, but I've never seen such a waste guy.

Useless is a scholar!

Even stealing chickens and dogs at night can be caught red-handed, and it is really hopeless.

Huang Tinghui thought that if he couldn't survive, he would meet this buddy below.

If nothing else, beating him up is a must!

This bastard who even shakes his head when a dog sees it, the only benefit he brings to himself is probably that he has a good father and mother, and the couple tried their best to send him to the school for enlightenment.

This also made this guy the only one in the village who was literate.

Looking at the dilapidated thatched house, Huang Tinghui sighed.

If the name of "literacy" could be exchanged for a few buckets of rice, he would be extremely willing.

Don't say anything undignified, undignified.

Hungry!

Besides, if you know all the gambling houses in the county, there seems to be no integrity at all.

Thinking of this, Huang Tinghui couldn't wait to drown the guy who went down again.

A bastard who can live his life to such an extreme is also a talent.

Resisting the urge to knock himself to death and go down to beat the owner of this body, Huang Tinghui wiped the rain on his face and stood up.

"Let's see what we can find, fill our stomachs first, even if it's going down to beat that shit!"

"You're going to be a dead man, aren't you?"

Huang Tinghui got up and walked towards Huangjia Village in the light rain.

"That's not Huang Tinghui's stupid nephew, why did he run out in the rain?"

"I heard that my son fell into the lake a while ago, and after being rescued, my brain was not normal!"

"Pity Brother Rong and his wife, they are working hard for this bastard, and even their lives have been put into it, I heard that he lost all the things that his father and mother saved in the city, what a loser!"

"If the old lady's son is like him, he has to break his leg!"

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There was a lot of discussion, but Huang Tinghui turned a deaf ear!

There is nothing more important now than paying homage to one's own temple.

Looking around, Huang Tinghui sighed.

"Go to the river to touch the fish, catch the shrimp, you really can't find some snails and mussels!"

Thinking like this, Huang Tinghui braved the light rain and walked in the direction of Jinhe.

The Jinhe River is the river of life of Huangjia Village, and even the entire Ruian County, the winding Jinhe River surrounds Ruian County like a dragon, irrigating countless lands, and also making Ruian County have the reputation of "the land of fish and rice" since ancient times.

Huang Tinghui walked through the village road paved with small stone slabs, and was too embarrassed to greet others.

His mind is now full of the word "dry rice".

Halfway through, the oncoming Aunt Li walked over here carrying a bucket and full of clothes.

Huang Tinghui originally just wanted to avoid the woman, but now it is a rainy day, the road is slippery, and Aunt Li is about to fall to the ground if she has no stable foothold.

didn't have time to think about it, Huang Tinghui helped Aunt Li to save her from wrestling.

"Xiao Wang...... Tinghui ......" Aunt Li's tongue was knotted, and she almost said the title of "little bastard".

Thinking that if it weren't for Huang Tinghui just now, she almost fell, and Aunt Li hurriedly changed her words.

But she also wondered, this bastard, this pedantic little bastard, how did he change his sex today?

However, Aunt Li couldn't ask these questions after all, she put the wooden bucket full of clothes at her feet, and then asked: "Tinghui, it's raining, wet, why are you here?" ”

"Auntie, I haven't eaten for a long time, and I'm a little hungry, so I want to go to the river to touch a few fish and fill my stomach." Huang Tinghui said embarrassedly.

Aunt Li glanced at Huang Tinghui with a complicated expression, thinking of Huang Tinghui's father and mother who had been dead for a while, and thinking of Huang Tinghui's unthinking actions just now.

She was suddenly moved by compassion.

After hesitating for a moment, Aunt Li gritted her teeth and said, "Well, for your father's sake, you also helped me today." ”

"Bastard, come with me!"

Huang Tinghui followed behind Aunt Li for some reason, and went all the way to Aunt Li's house.

"Wait for me!" After speaking, Aunt Li opened the door and walked in the direction of the kitchen, but after a while, Aunt Li brought two nests and handed them to Huang Tinghui, "Two nests, there is not much food left at home, and my aunt can only help you for the last time!" ”

Huang Tinghui grabbed the two nests handed over by Aunt Li, and was quite moved for a while.

Although he is a bastard, the people in the village are still so simple.

Huang Tinghui bowed to Aunt Li, and he said, "Auntie, thank you!" ”

"From now on, Tinghui will never be a bastard again, Tinghui will always remember the kindness of his aunt!"

After speaking, Huang Tinghui rushed into the rain curtain without looking back.

Only Aunt Li, who was stunned, was left behind, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time, "This little bastard!" ”

Looking at Huang Tinghui who was running wildly, Aunt Li felt that this guy was a little different from usual, could it really be that the prodigal son turned back?

Thinking of this, Aunt Li hurriedly shouted: "Go back quickly, running around outside on a rainy day, suffering from the wind and cold, there is no money for treatment, and no one will take care of the aftermath for you when you die!" “

Huang Tinghui carried two nest heads and disappeared into the rain.

The autumn rain was very cold, and people shivered from the cold.

Although the thatched hut leaks rain, it is better than nothing.

The roads between the mountain villages were muddy, and the autumn rain was even more unbearable, and Huang Tinghui was also in danger, almost falling several times.

Halfway through, Huang Tinghui seemed to hear a cry.

Curiosity is aroused!

Huang Tinghui followed the direction from which the voice came, and after taking a few steps, he saw a mud-covered figure fall into a mud puddle.

That's where the voice came from.

"Little girl, where are you from?" Huang Tinghui asked softly, scared and frightened the little girl.

The little girl covered in mud turned around with the sound, and Huang Tinghui finally saw her full appearance, covered in mud, ragged, and thin......

When she looked up at Huang Tinghui, Huang Tinghui was suddenly shocked.

He didn't expect that this little girl covered in mud would have a pair of eyes that were purer than the water of Tianchi Pond.

Looking down at the pair of crystal clear, the delicate little collarbones and ragged clothes blocked the spring color of the garden.

Huang Tinghui's old face turned red, and he scolded himself secretly, "Beast!" ”

Seeing that the little girl didn't speak, Huang Tinghui thought she was a little mute, "I'll help you up!" ”

Huang Tinghui took a step forward, but the little girl instinctively stepped back a little, and she tightened the ragged clothes around her neck.

At this time, Huang Tinghui found that under the rain, part of the mud was washed down, and a large red spot appeared on the little girl's neck.

"Don't, brother, don't touch me!"

"Xiaolian is a mourning star, they say that whoever touches Xiaolian will be unlucky, and there will be a disaster of blood and light, they say that Xiaolian is a monster and a monster!" The little girl was like a frightened little rabbit, her pure and immaculate eyes were full of tears, and she had been wronged.

But even if she encounters such misfortune and is regarded as a monster by the world, the little girl is unwilling to let others get involved in the misfortune she brings, and the ending is unfortunate.

Huang Tinghui sighed, as a highly educated young man, how could he believe in these feudal superstitions?

The little girl is just suffering from a disease, and there is still a great possibility of being cured.

"Little sister, how can you be a monster?"

"This is clearly God's favor for you, draping the sunset on your shoulders!"

"As the saying goes: the sunset can't be kept, and it falls silently on the shoulders of the beauties!"

"The ones on your shoulders and neck are not bad luck, but the favor from the heavens!"

Huang Tinghui smiled and stretched out his hand to the little clay figurines.

The little clay figure shook suddenly, she looked up at Huang Tinghui, and her eyes seemed to be bursting with fireworks, which were extremely bright.

Born to be human.

For so many years, I have suffered from the indifference and grievances of the world.

But there has never been such a person who has warmed her life with such warm words in this biting autumn rain.

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