Wei Chen didn't stay disappointed for too long, he was born an optimist, and he quickly recovered from the tragic reality and kept comforting himself in his heart.

"The acres and acres of the house are all things outside the body, at least my Wei Chen is still alive now, and that's enough...... Oh no, in the future, I should call myself Weichen. ”

Wei Chen froze, trying to overcome the absurdity of time and space, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and struggled to get up from the bed.

At this moment, the door creaked open, and a man's exclamation followed.

"Oh, damn it, come and see, Brother Chen is awake!"

Wei Chen looked up and saw a man standing in front of the door with a surprised face, the man was in his thirties, about seven feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong square face, but the man's face looked a little vicissitudes, it should be because of perennial work.

After a while, there was movement outside the door again, a woman rushed to hear the sound, Wei Chen took a look, only to see this woman's jinghai cloth skirt, but it was still difficult to hide her beautiful appearance, and her temperament was far better than that of ordinary stupid peasant women.

Wei Chen has accepted the memory of his predecessor, and naturally recognizes these two people, they are the Zhang couple who have nurtured their predecessor, and they rely on the Zhang couple to take care of them during the days when the predecessor was seriously ill.

The man's name is Zhang Ming, and he is not a native of Youyang, but has fled from the north.

When he arrived at Xiyin Village, Zhang Ming's dry food was exhausted, and he had not eaten water and rice for three days, and he was almost starving to death, but Wei Mingzhao returned home from the county school, and found Zhang Ming who had fainted at the entrance of the village, and took him home to give him porridge and water, and took care of him carefully, so that Zhang Ming saved his life.

Since then, Zhang Ming has settled in Xiyin Village, relying on his own strength, working as a farmer for the big families in the village, working hard and complaining, and in a few years, he has also saved a few acres of thin fields.

As for his wife Wei Ruyi, who has lived in Xiyin Village for generations, cultivated and studied heirlooms, and his father Wei An, like Wei Mingzhao, is a scholar.

When Guardforce was 36 years old, he fell seriously ill and his family began to fall into the middle of the road.

Wei Ruyi's sister Wei Shuyi was only twenty-eight years old at the time, and when a woman was at her most youthful and beautiful, she could only be forced to sell herself to an official master to make a partial house, in exchange for money to treat her father's illness.

It's a pity that Wei An still died of illness in the end, and after Wei Ruyi and Xu, the elders of the same clan were also in charge, and they were married to Zhang Ming, who had not yet married a wife at that time.

Zhang Ming is an outsider, or an hired household, there are only a few acres of thin fields at home, if it weren't for Wei Ruyi's family, Zhang Ming would definitely not be able to marry such a beautiful girl who is literate and hyphenated.

Therefore, after getting married, Zhang Ming took great pity on Wei Ruyi, and the couple were in harmony.

Only a year later, Wei Ruyi gave birth to a big fat boy named Zhang Xu, who just turned seven years old this year.

Recalling the tragic experience of Wei Ruyi's family, and then thinking of what happened to his predecessor, Wei Chen couldn't help but have a cold war.

In ancient times, this disease was too terrible, and the family was ruined at every turn, Wei Ruyi's family and his own family were all destroyed by the disease, and even the pampered emperor escaped by luck.

I must exercise well in the future, and I have to slowly train this weak body for any broadcast gymnastics, Baduanjin, Wufowl opera, etc.

Wei Chen was thinking about it, and Wei Ruyi, who was standing at the door, spoke: "Brother Chen, your illness is just right, you can't move around at will, just rest on the bed, drink the medicine first." ”

Wei Ruyi walked to Wei Chen's bed as he spoke, handed over a medicine bowl, scooped a spoonful of brown decoction, blew it on his mouth a few times, and then carefully rested it on Wei Chen's mouth.

Wei Chen glanced at this bowl of decoction that didn't look very good, and knew that this must have been brought by Zhang Ming and Wei Ruyi and his wife with great effort, although Wei Chen was a little resistant in his heart, he still obediently leaned his head over, frowned and took a sip.

To Wei Chen's surprise, the medicine was not as bitter as he imagined, but a little bitter and sweet.

Seeing that Wei Chen's brows soothed, Zhang Ming on the side said happily: "I know Brother Chen, you don't like to take medicine since you were a child, so I bought some apricot nectar and mixed it in, and the doctor said that it will help you recover." ”

Wei Chen's nose was slightly sour, and he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

Noticing the change in his expression, Wei Ruyi hurriedly said to Zhang Ming: "Okay, I've drunk today's medicine, it's so late, let's talk about it tomorrow, what Brother Chen needs now is rest." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, Brother Chen, you rest first, and we'll come to see you tomorrow."

Zhang Ming was gently pulled by his wife, and only then did he react consciously, and after tearing open the corners of his mouth to reveal a few big yellow teeth, he smiled goodbye to Wei Chenhan, blew out the oil lamp, turned around and closed the door.

It was dark in the room, and Wei Chen was lying on the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window, unable to calm down for a long time.

He wasn't worrying about the food and clothing in front of him, although this did seem to be a big problem, but with Zhang Ming and Wei Ruyi and his wife, at least he wouldn't starve to death.

He is not worried about his future fate, because he believes that as long as he can recover his health, his fate will definitely be in his own hands.

The reason why he couldn't sleep was because he found that he didn't reject the care of the Zhang couple at all, and even had some longing and excitement.

Is it because of the fusion of memories? Or was it because he was too lonely in his previous life?

Wei Chen couldn't tell the difference.

But the experience of his previous life made him understand that hard work and struggle can be exchanged for success and status, money and beauty, but not sincere feelings, which are the most precious things in the world.

Therefore, Wei Chen decided to open his heart and strive to accept this gift from God and enjoy this hard-won feeling.

……

The night was spent in cranky thoughts, and before I knew it, the sky was bright, and the birds were chirping outside the window to feed, which also woke up Wei Chen in bed.

After waking up, Wei Chen felt that his spirit was much better, and the pain on his body had been reduced by half.

After all, he is only ten years old, and youth is the capital, and his vitality is thousands of times stronger than those old people who are dying.

Wei Chen put on his clothes, stretched out his hands and feet, slowly moved his feet under the bed, touched the ground on his toes, and put on his shoes.

Holding on to the wall and barely walking a few steps, Wei Chen was finally able to get a glimpse of the whole room, and then he found that there was actually a bookcase in the corner of the west wall of the room.

Of course, it is very reluctant to say that it is a bookcase, which is a poplar shelf on the wall, on which dozens of books are sparsely arranged.

Wei Chen remembered that these were all books left by Wei Mingzhao.

This is the benefit of having a talented father, although Wei Mingzhao has been dead for many years, the books he read during his lifetime have been left.

Wei Chen took a copy at random, glanced at the cover, and it was the "Commentary on the Analects", that is, the annotation of the "Analects" in the Four Books and Five Classics, with the three characters Wei Mingzhao written on the title page.

Wei Chen opened the book, and the pages of the book were made of white cotton paper, and the font was similar to the Song style of Wei Chen's previous life, of course, it was traditional Chinese characters.

In his previous life, Wei Chen studied ancient philology, and he had read a large number of ancient books written in traditional characters, and he was already familiar with the conversion of simplified and traditional characters.

This "Commentary on the Analects" is exquisite in paper and ink, well-printed, and there are circled sentences left by Wei Mingzhao on the book, so Wei Chen is very easy to read.

When you encounter something you don't understand, you can also look at the notes left by Wei Mingzhao on the page, combine it with the memory of Wei Chen's previous life, and compare the two to solve it.

After reading through it, Wei Chen tried to memorize it silently on a whim, but to Wei Chen's surprise, he directly memorized the first volume of this "Commentary on the Analects"!

Wei Chen, who completed this feat, was also taken aback, according to the memory of his predecessor, he was obviously stupid, and he hadn't even memorized the simplest "Three Character Classic", why did he suddenly become so powerful?

Wei Chen couldn't believe it, and hurriedly turned to the second volume to continue reading, and after reading each volume, he tried to memorize it silently, and then compared it with the original text after memorizing it, checking whether there were any errors or omissions.

After a morning, Wei Chen closed the book, looked at the "Commentary on the Analects" that had been memorized by himself, and fell into deep thought.

Reborn in a lifetime, I became a genius of endorsement?