Chapter 1 The arrival of one-way tickets in ancient times

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Nan Chen Guo, 30 years of Yuan Jing, Xia Yuan Village.

Ning Qingxi felt that his head was groggy, and he vaguely felt as if someone had picked him up and put him on the ground, and a familiar voice kept coming from his ears.

"Girl?! Girl?! ”

When she opened her eyes vigorously, she found a man dressed as a peasant man in ancient costume squatting in front of her, with a lot of mud sticking to his dirty face.

She just didn't have a mirror, otherwise she would be pleasantly surprised to find that her face was not much different.

Ning Qingxi looked carefully and found that this person was still somewhat similar to the photo of her father when he was young, Ning Changrong loved to brag about how handsome he was when he was young, Ning Qingxi couldn't believe it when he looked at his father's greasy appearance of beer belly.

But the black and white photos really can't be faked, and I can only sigh that the years are a pig-killing knife.

Looking at the little girl who woke up in a daze, looking at him who didn't speak for a long time and suspected that he was his own daughter, Ning Changrong thought to himself, don't be a stupid person, right?

Ning Qingxi really didn't react at first, but he was frightened later!

She remembered!

The three of them went out on a trip, and met a child crossing the road on the road, in order to avoid him, Ning Changrong drove directly through the guardrail and fell down the mountain.

And the memory of her body was also received by Ning Qingxi.

In general, she should have traveled to a dynasty that has never appeared in history, although this Nan Chen has appeared in the history books, but the specific situation is completely different from what the history books introduced!

She came to a dynasty that had never existed.

The most important thing now is what is the situation between her grandmother and his father, if she is the only one who crosses, she would rather die!

The person in front of him who looks like his father is Xiao Qingxi's father, could it be his father too?

Ning Qingxi was uneasy, looking up at this familiar and strange man from time to time, and didn't dare to speak.

"Tibet?"

Ning Qingxi raised his head violently, looking at each other in shock and excitement.

"Potala Palace!"

This is their destination for this tour.

"Where do you live?"

"Building 15, Phoenix Community, Beijing, 1601!"

This is the address of their home, you can't go wrong, this is his daughter!

"Girl!"

"Dad!"

Since Ning Qingxi grew up, the two fathers and daughters rarely hugged like this.

"Dad, do you know what's going on right now? Have we crossed over? What to do? What about grandma? Did you see my grandma?! ”

"It's over, grandma won't have crossed over with us, right? Shouldn't it? Dad, you're here! ”

"Girl, you ask so many questions at once, how do you ask your dad to answer you? Don't worry, as long as we're still together, your grandma should have crossed over, I have a mother in this body, guess what her name is? ”

Ning Qingxi hesitated and probed: "Wang Xiujuan? ”

Ning Changrong praised: "Oh, my daughter is so smart. ”

Xiao Ning Qingxi's grandchildren didn't know the name of his grandmother, but the original Ning Changrong knew his mother's name. He woke up earlier than Ning Qingxi, and he had already sorted out the memories in his mind.

"Really, Dad? That's great! What about my grandmother? Let's go to her and ask. Xiao Qingxi remembered that grandma should be at home, let's hurry up and take a look. ”

In my memory, the original body was to ask for a doctor for my mother and grandmother, but the two fathers and daughters walked in a hurry and didn't see the way clearly, so they fell directly into a pit and fainted, which made the two of them wear through. The two didn't care about finding any doctor, they just wanted to confirm whether Wang Xiujuan had passed through together.

Ning Qingxi's mother died of illness when she was five years old, and she has been living with her grandmother and father, but her grandmother is the closest in her heart. For this reason, Ning Changrong was not less jealous.

"Don't worry, girl, we have to change the name before we go, you have to call me dad in the future, don't make a mistake, people think we will be tied up and burned to death."

Ning Qingxi was so frightened that he shuddered, "Dad, I listen to you." ”

Along the way, the two kept exchanging information.

Ning Changrong repeatedly told his daughter not to leak her mouth, although her daughter was already a twenty-year-old girl who was about to graduate from her senior year.

But the social experience is blank, and he is too well protected by him and his mother, who is Ning Qingxi's grandmother. In modern times, Ning Changrong, as a successful businessman, thinks that he has the ability to protect his daughter's innocence, but this is ancient times, and the law does not protect them, ordinary people!

"Mother! Are you awake?! Great, great! Bodhisattva bless! A slightly shrill woman's surprised voice came into the ears of the two fathers and daughters who walked to the door.

Wang Xiujuan, who was sitting on the bed, was anxious, but she looked at the environment she was in quietly, the person in front of her who called her mother, according to the memory in her mind, should be her, that is, the original second daughter-in-law Fang Chunmei.

Wang Xiujuan was a little anxious, in fact, she had been awake for a while, deliberately didn't open her eyes, and just figured out the situation from memory.

I wonder what happened to Xixi and Evergreen? She can live again, thinking that the two fathers and daughters should be able to do the same!

"!"

"Mother!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Xiujuan turned her head and saw two dirty people standing at the door.

The younger one was the same as when Cissy was a child, but he was too thin and his hair was dry like straw.

The big one had a muddy face, and he could vaguely see that those eyes were exactly the same as his son's!

However, thinking of the eldest one who called her mother, Wang Xiujuan's heart sank, and she already had a bad premonition.

Both sides didn't speak and looked at each other secretly, and after a moment of silence, Ning Qingxi couldn't bear it, "I won't accept gifts for the festival this year." ”

Wang Xiujuan smiled happily, "Only brain platinum is accepted for gifts!" ”

“2002?”

"December 20th!"

Ning Qingxi, who hadn't been crying just now, burst into tears at this moment, and quickly ran to Wang Xiujuan, "Grandma, I thought I would never see you again!" Great, we're still together as a family! ”

Wang Xiujuan also hugged Ning Qingxi excitedly, and when she heard Ning Qingxi's words, she understood that the young man was also her son, and their family could be regarded as a relife.

The three ancestors and grandsons separated the Ning family and hid in Wang Xiujuan's room to exchange information with each other.

After Ning Qingxi relieved his emotions, he was a little depressed by the reality, and he finally grew up, and before he started working, he was kicked back to this ancient world where there was nothing, "I actually became a nine-year-old child." ”

Speaking of his age, Ning Changrong was a little happy, "My body is twenty-seven years old this year. Seeing that his daughter was a little unhappy, Ning Changrong deliberately diverted her attention.

"What's the matter, girl, Dad didn't lie to you, right? Why are we young and handsome, right? ”

Ning Qingxi pursed his lips, no matter how handsome he was, it would turn into a greasy beer belly.

Wang Xiujuan also felt amazing, "My body is forty years old this year, and I have grandchildren." ”

Wang Xiujuan is 63 years old in modern times, and she didn't think she could be younger, but her forty-year-old body feels not as good as her sixty-year-old.

Just like that, she felt a little uncomfortable in her legs and feet.

Wang Xiujuan and Ning Qingxi are not happy about this matter, they live well in modern times, they can eat and drink and travel everywhere, who wants to put aside this backward and poor ancient times?

Ning Changrong is the most open, after the death of his wife, his mother and daughter are his lifeblood, as long as these two people are around, it doesn't matter where he goes, he will earn it when the money is gone.

"Okay, Mom...... Uh, mother, girl, in the future, let's live well in this ancient world, I'll try to buy you a big house, this ancient also has the benefits of ancient times, at least the air is fresh, and the vegetables are original! ”

"The most important thing is that if we hadn't been able to cross it, we would probably all be gone. Pick up your life for nothing, let's steal the fun. ”

Hearing Ning Changrong say this, the ancestors and grandsons could only comfort themselves to see the point. What else could you do? Is it true to die again? It's better to die than to live...

They are also modern people, as long as they are careful, they can't live worse than the ancients, right?

Since you have decided to live a good life in this ancient world, there is one thing that must be resolved, "Mother, do you remember why your body fainted?" ”

Wang Xiujuan stood up instantly when she thought of this, and grabbed Ning Changrong's sleeve in horror, "Labor!" No way! No, no, no, no! We can't go! Then you can't peel off the skin?! Why don't we run? ”

Obviously, Wang Xiujuan also felt that what she said was a little unreliable, and sat back decadently.

"Why did you just get involved in this as soon as you crossed over......"

"Servitude?! No! Dad, we can't go! ”

Ning Changrong calmly comforted the two, "Don't worry." I won't go, there are still fifteen days before this labor is assembled, and we only need to gather five taels of silver in ten days. ”

Ning Qingxi's eyes lit up, "Yes! Make hay! Let's make money! My milk and I will make a lot of delicious food, and we will make it and sell it! ”

Wang Xiujuan also came to the spirit, "Yes! Let's make food. ”

After thinking about it, I found that my family had no money and no food, so what did I use to eat? "There's nothing at home."

Ning Qingxi was also dumbfounded. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. There is nothing, even if they have great ability, they have nowhere to show......

Ning Changrong also considered making food, but not to say whether it would work or not, even if they had the capital, it was too late now, they had to gather five taels of silver in ten days, and it was too late to sell food!

Ning Changrong was originally an inn runner in the county, and he only had two dollars of silver a month! Five taels of silver asked him to save for two years and a month without eating or drinking!

"We don't have the capital, but we have the knowledge! I can go to the inn to tell the story, and when the time comes, add the guest tip, there should be no problem. ”

After graduating from high school, Ning Changrong went to the society to break through, and when he was old and free, he began to be obsessed with martial arts novels, and he believed that these martial arts novels would definitely break the current situation for him.

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