This year's snow came a little early.

At the end of October, a heavy snowfall came.

A thick layer was laid overnight.

It is seven or eight centimeters long.

As far as the eye can see, Hanjiang County is covered in silver, and it is white.

In the distance, a thinly dressed teenager, carrying a large bundle of firewood, was walking on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

His shoes were filled with snow, his legs were heavy as lead, and his feet were numb and tingling from the cold.

"What the hell...... Why am I in this place? ”

"No snow clearers, no modern industry, no money......"

"What kind of sin has I created?"

All the way, he relied on scolding and complaining, supporting his will that he thought was very strong, but in fact it was not very good.

When people are fine, they can't help but overestimate their ability to bear.

It seems elegant and calm.

Only by leaving your comfort zone will you understand the cruelty of this world.

There's an old saying that it's all here.

But for Song Yu, who has a successful career in his early thirties, he never thought of coming.

By this time the snow had stopped, and the sun was high, yellow and dim.

You can't feel a trace of warmth on the earth.

dragged his tired body back to the thatched house that had fallen into disrepair and had obviously become a dilapidated house.

Throw the bundle of firewood on your back into the shed.

Looking at Hanjiang County, where the city wall was towering a few miles away, he sighed helplessly.

This kind of dilapidated house is about to become a cultural relic, and if one is found, it will immediately become an Internet celebrity check-in place.

Any video you shoot can be popular!

Occasionally, he would look twice and reminisce about his childhood.

But if he really wants to return to this state of life again, he just wants to scold his mother.

His feet were frozen like cats, and he sat at the door, took off his shoes, and rubbed them desperately with the biting snow.

After a while, my numb feet finally got some feeling and began to get warm.

I couldn't help but think bitterly: "I'm afraid that today's children don't know that they can deal with it like this, right?" ”

He grabbed a hard rag and wiped it clean, and then inserted his feet into his cold shoes again, his face distorted.

But he didn't complain anymore and started to make a fire to cook.

As the fire inside the stove burned, the room gradually began to warm up.

Put the brown rice in the pot, take out a few potatoes from the cellar, peel and shred, and prepare to fry shredded potatoes later.

As for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar...... There is still half of the meat oil left in a jar, and the salt has to be saved.

Things like soy sauce, oil consumption, and cooking wine can only exist in memory.

The stove fire reflected the young man's handsome but melancholy face.

It's been seven or eight days since he came to this world, and Song Yu still hasn't been able to completely accept all this.

He couldn't figure out why he was in this place, a hard-working teenager who depended on his sister for his life.

But one thing is probably certain - he can't go back.

The winter days are very short, and in the blink of an eye, the sun is setting and the sky is starting to darken.

Outside, a howling north wind began to blow, and the rolled snow particles crackled against the window lattice.

It's cold to listen to.

Song Yu, who had fried the shredded potatoes, was a little worried, with such a heavy snowfall, could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl come back?

I told her in the morning that if it was difficult to leave, it would be good to live in Cui's house, where she worked.

The Cui family is a wealthy family in the county, and the head of the family is a well-known good man, who knows the situation of his family and always takes great care of their brothers and sisters.

"It's so late, you shouldn't be back, right?" Song Yu thought.

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly came from outside: "Brother, open the door, I'm back!" ”

Song Yu hurriedly got up and opened the door, and saw the girl with a red face from the cold and a small package in her hand.

The girl was slim, her eyes twitched slightly: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Song Yu couldn't help but blame: "It's snowing so hard, more than ten miles away, what are you going to do when you come back?" Didn't you live in Cui's house? ”

"I'm worried about my brother!" The girl's eyes were bright and she smiled at him.

"Get it for me." handed the package in his hand to Song Yu, untied a big coat on his body, and said: "I'm not cold, if Sister Ruo sees that I insist on going back, she will lend me this dress, and it will be warm to wear!" ”

As he spoke, he carefully hung up the fox fur coat, and then picked up the feather duster at home and gently swept it on it.

glanced at the table, smiled crookedly: "It's good, I'll have food when I come back!" ”

Song Yu said: "It's almost cold." ”

"It's okay, I've brought back something delicious!" The girl said, and took the package from Song Yu's hand again.

After opening it, I carefully took out a box of dim sum and half a roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper.

"There are guests over there today, and a very rich feast has been prepared, these are the ...... that Sister Ruoruo asked me to bring to you."

The girl put the food on the table as she spoke, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva secretly.

Song Yu shook his head, after all, he is a child, and he can't lie.

Miss Cui has only met your brother two or three times in total, and will she ask you to bring food back?

I took the roast chicken, tore it into small pieces, and put it in the pot to heat it up.

A moment later.

The brother and sister sat at the table.

Song Yu picked up the only chicken leg and put it in his sister's bowl.

"Brother, I've eaten it all! You practice martial arts, and you need meat to increase your blood. The girl gave the chicken leg to Song Yu again.

Song Yu looked at her and smiled: "What kind of blood can a chicken leg grow?" I can only satisfy my cravings, and coincidentally, I am not hungry now. ”

I clipped her back again.

It's a little bit bad in my heart.

I used to have such a sister, and I was already spoiled by him.

Song Xueqi glanced at her brother with some surprise.

For some reason, since he woke up from illness a few days ago, it seemed to have become a little bit ...... Unfamiliar?

The person is still the same person, but his temperament has changed a lot.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but in the face of my brother, I actually have a kind of face for Sister Ruoruo's father...... The feeling of the Cui family's master.

Could it be that this is what the old man said, and he has a heart and eyes when he is sick?

But that's a child, my brother is eighteen years old, can he still grow his heart because of illness?

But this confusion is only fleeting, after all, this is her brother who has depended on her since she was a child, the closest person in the world.

"Brother, if you're okay, let's go back to the martial arts hall as soon as possible. Although we owe Uncle Huang a lot of favors, it is precisely because of this that we should work harder and have the opportunity to repay others in the future. ”

The girl tore the chicken thighs open, put more than half of her brother's bowl, and said softly.

My brother's illness was very sudden and serious, and he said a lot of nonsense when he first woke up, which scared her.

But what really worried her was that although her brother was in a very bad state at that time, his attitude was very resolute for some reason!

Say you're dead...... I won't go to any martial arts hall to practice martial arts.

She was also anxious at the time, and couldn't help but retort: What else can you do if you don't practice martial arts? You can't read well.

As a result, my brother came to the sentence in a daze: Although my brother is not a top student, he also graduated from a heavy book, and he will not starve to death if he doesn't go to the martial arts hall...... Guaranteed to raise you well!

She has been reading with Sister Ruoruo for many years, but she can hardly understand what her brother is saying.

At that time, they were all frightened, thinking that my brother had burned out his brain.

"Martial arts hall?" Song Yu put down the chopsticks in his hand and groaned.

The heart said that just your brother's weak chicken-like little body, that poor foundation, walking five miles of mountain roads to collect firewood was almost frozen.

Except for the theoretical knowledge that is really solid, the others are simply bullshit, and they are not material for martial arts practice at all!

It's just this kind of thing, but I can't say it to the well-behaved and sensible sister in front of me.

"I'll go." He nodded and gave a promise.

No matter how unwilling you are to accept it, you can't always hide in this dilapidated house on the outskirts of the city, and you always have to go into the city to face this strange world.

"Really? That's great! Song Xueqi breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy.

My brother is finally healed!

After the meal, she took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and also burned a basin of foot-washing water for Song Yu.

"Brother, let's go to sleep after washing our feet, and let's go into the city together tomorrow!"

"Okay."

……

It's late at night.

My sister, who had been tired all day at Cui's house, had already put down the somewhat shabby curtain on her side and fell asleep.

Song Yu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

While thinking about the way out in the future, he carefully looked at a small copper seal in his hand by the dim oil lamp.

There's something wrong with this thing!

The original owner of this body is most likely to have died because of it.

Originally, no one took it seriously, just an ancestral old object.

Until a while ago, a few antique dealers suddenly appeared in the county, collecting all kinds of antiques everywhere.

I am especially interested in seals, and the price given is quite considerable, and it is said that as long as it is valued, it can be as little as dozens or as many as hundreds!

This is not a small amount, the father of the brother and sister died on the battlefield, and the monthly pension is only always more.

My sister works as a maid next to the daughter of a big family like Cui Ruo, and her status is not low, but if she counts the reward every month, it is less than two times.

It seems like a lot, but the price of goods in Nanzhao is very high, except for the food and clothing of the two people, plus some expenses needed by the original master to practice martial arts, there is basically nothing left, let alone buying a house in the county, even if you want to repair the current dilapidated house, it is very difficult.

The young man was moved by this, thinking that it was useless to keep this seal at home, and if he could really exchange it for a large sum of money, he could save it and give it to his sister as a dowry later.

Otherwise, a girl from a poor family like them will easily be looked down upon by her in-laws when she marries.

As a result, on the night he had this thought, for some reason, he started a high fever in a daze.

Then he was bedridden until he died.

The death is not clear, and he is very aggrieved.

So much so that when Song Yu just crossed over, he could still feel the young man's unrelenting obsession-

I'm dead, what will my sister do in the future?

Xu is a sense in the dark, and the young man left an obsession before his thoughts dissipated: he must protect her!

It is precisely for this reason that Song Yu received almost all of them and perfectly integrated the memories of the teenager.

Including the blood and blood relationship between the brother and sister.

Song Yu has always felt strange, although the young man's body bones are a little weak, but he can't say that he will die, right?

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of any other reason than this seal that could allow a healthy teenager to die without warning.

Of course, this speculation is very metaphysical.

Originally, he didn't believe that.

Even if he was dragged by his little girlfriends to tell fortunes before, he always only picked up good things and listened to them casually.

It's chicken soup for the soul.

But his appearance here at this moment is already the greatest metaphysics.

He couldn't believe it.

This seal is yellow and clear, and it is heavy in your hand.

It's easy to mistake it for gold.

It seems that it has been played with all year round, and some places have been slurred.

Quaint and moist.

It does look like an antique, and it's no wonder that the teenager thinks it can be sold for a good price.

The bottom of the seal is engraved with a mysterious pattern, and there seems to be a word hidden in the middle.

Song Yu carefully identified it for a long time, only to find that it should be the word "soldier" in the ancient seal script close to the oracle bone inscription.

He has loved calligraphy since he was a child, and when he started his business, he would often write in order to calm his mind.

Aside from the girl, this is probably one of the few things he has always loved.

Therefore, although it is rarely written in seal script, it is still barely able to make out some simple ones.

"What does it mean to engrave the word 'soldier' on the seal? Could it be that the previous master was a general and made a special private seal for himself? ”

The ancients did not have many ways to verify their identity, and making some special seals to deliver messages was also a way of secrecy.

Song Yu gently rubbed the lines at the bottom of the seal with his hand, pondered, and muttered, "Bing ......"

Hodi!

A huge and unrivaled suction without warning...... Suddenly!

In an instant, his body rose completely uncontrollably from above the wooden bed.

With a "boom", he was sucked into an inexplicable space.

For a while, Song Yu didn't even have time to get nervous, and there was only one thought left in his mind-

Sure enough, it has something to do with it!

Are you going to send me back to Earth?

What should Song Xueqi do?!!!