On the night when the youngest son was born, the Han family and his wife took a child to sleep, the younger one didn't mention that he was going to breastfeed every once in a while, and the older one was also startled for a while, and he woke up crying. Coupled with taking care of his young son from time to time, Shengsheng tossed Han Chuan so much that he didn't sleep all night, and only after dawn did he pat his son who was gradually quieting down and pretended to sleep for a while.

It was really a nap, and he woke up again, and quickly got up to boil water and cook—his wife was still lying down, so he couldn't let his aunt who came to help do it.

When Aunt Han got up, she saw that the food was brought to the table, and she couldn't help but smile: "Lu is diligent, you are also diligent, although you have moved to Huaiyin newly, you must have a good time." ”

Han Chuan thanked again: "I also owe it to my uncle and aunt to take care of me." I am really ashamed that I have to trouble my aunt even when I give birth. ”

"You've given money, what's so embarrassing." Aunt Han also spoke straightforwardly, and explained a few words of taking care of the mother and baby, telling him to kill a chicken for his wife, and then went to Lin Lu with porridge and rice.

Han Chuan cleaned up the house, entrusted his eldest son, who had been sleeping all night and now didn't know what to do, to his aunt to take care of, and carried the rake to the field by himself - even if his wife had just given birth, the work in the field could not be left behind.

There are more than 20 acres of land in the land he bought, and the time of abandonment is a bit long, and it is very desolate, and he has not planted anything after moving here, so he cleared the gravel first, and today he has to continue weeding, which is also a hard work.

Fortunately, when he came, he sold his property, changed it into a money clip and carried it in the book, although there were twists and turns along the way, but there was finally no danger, and he came to Huaiyin safely. In addition to the money from the sale of cattle for the officials, in exchange for homesteads and acres, there were also a few iron farm tools. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be even more unbearable.

Now that he has added another son, although Han Chuan is tired, he is more energetic.

Now is the time for spring ploughing, everyone is busy, Han Chuan still has some living money on hand, and hired people to plough. It's just that these more than ten acres of land are not produced for the time being, and it is not good to distribute grain to the people who are mediocre, and he has not much money, so he can only contribute by himself.

After weeding, Han Chuan beat his waist, sat down next to the tree at the edge of the field, took out the crockpot filled with water from the bamboo basket on his back, and poured it hard, only to relieve the dry mouth. He was distracted for a moment, sighed, and was a little worried about the future.

He originally lived in Shouchun, and although the Han family was not a big family, he was also a wealthy family. He moved to Huaiyin in a good manner, because now Qin has the tendency to sweep the world, and the state of Chu has repeatedly moved the capital to be in danger, and then lives in Shouchun, and he may not be able to be attacked and slaughtered by Qin one day, and his death is unknown.

Huaiyin is a different place, although it is also a big city, but it is not an important place for soldiers. Han Chuan's ancestors were Korean sons and lice who lived in Chu State, and his family had some classics and ancient books, and he had many books in his stomach since he was a child. Although I didn't learn to be famous and forgot a lot, I still have more knowledge than others. According to his thoughts, a city like Huaiyin, if it really encounters the great battle of Qin and Chu, it is either to surrender to the wind or to abandon the city, and the possibility of sticking to the death and provoking the slaughter of the city is always much smaller than that of Shouchun.

So when the eldest son Han Xin was about two years old, seeing that his health had already stopped, he planned to move his small family to Huaiyin. Who knows that people are not as good as heaven, he was originally healthy, and he almost fell ill on the way, but fortunately survived and finally arrived safely.

Han Chuan originally came to Huaiyin to defect to the clan, but this Han clan has not been heard from for many years, and he asked someone to contact him before moving, only to know that the dead moved to the dead, and there was only one aunt who was left to marry in the township of Huaiyin County. Fortunately, my uncle was kind and helped settle down, otherwise he would have to spend a sum of money to find a place to live temporarily before buying the property.

There is no need to mention the past, since he has settled in Huaiyin and has a field, he has to take care of it and earn a share of the family property for his two sons. The state of Qin is getting more and more powerful now, and the state of Chu doesn't know how long it can last, I heard that Qin Lu encourages the separation of the family and the business, and the two children will be separated in the future, how can this little field be good. Besides, he and his wife are still young, and I am afraid that there will be more people in the family in the future.

Thinking of this, Han Chuan encouraged himself and prepared to go around his own other fields to see if the hired people were working hard.

Just as he was shaking his mind, an old man who was stumbling approached at some point, and Han Chuan was still thinking: "This old man looked at Miansheng, could it be that a relative of which family is visiting?" And when he saw that the old man was crooked, he threw himself into the ground.

"Be careful, old man!"

Han Chuan stepped forward with an arrow and held the person up. The old man was neatly dressed, but his breath was unstable, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Water ......"

Han Chuan helped him to sit down under the tree slowly, took the clay pot to him to drink, and turned out the rice balls he brought to satisfy his hunger for him, and asked worriedly, "Uncle, are you looking for someone in Taoxi?" If you want to find one, I'll call him to pick you up. ”

The old man drank all the water in one go, and swallowed the rice ball in a few bites, seeing that Han Chuan even told him to slow down, then he said slowly: "The person I am looking for is the land in front, I saw him just now, you go and call it for me." ”

He said it politely, but at this time, the elder was already a consensus, and he looked so hungry and thirsty, Han Chuan didn't care about himself, got up and instructed: "The old man is sitting here, I'll take a look for you." ”

The land in front of him is his family's land, where is there anyone? Han Chuan didn't understand in his heart, but since the old man said so, he naturally wanted to take a look. Anyway, he only has a bamboo basket and a clay pot that has run out of water, and he carries the most valuable one himself, and he is not afraid of being stolen. Maybe someone really ran into his field, and it was not a gentleman's work to suspect that someone was lying without looking at it.

But after turning around, there was no one there, and Han Chuan came back in wonder, and there was no one under the tree. His basket was still under the tree, and the crockpot was left untouched.

"Strange." He muttered as he approached, and when he looked out, he startled himself.

There was a huge bamboo basket, and he was going to cut the grass and go back to feed the pigs to his aunt's house, but now it was full, and it was all ...... It's all ...... What are they?

Han Chuan knew that he was encountering something strange, so he didn't dare to make a noise, so he quickly cut some grass and covered it, and didn't go to other fields anymore.

Back home, his wife was breastfeeding, Han Xin was crawling to the side to play, and his aunt was busy in the stove, Han Chuan hesitated, afraid that his wife would be frightened in confinement, so he didn't tell her, put the bamboo basket in another room first, and was about to take a closer look, but Lin Lu asked him to wipe the child's buttocks over there...... The child peed.

He had to put it down for a while, washed his hands and went to work, and said in his heart that there is a miraculous thing in this world to change the child's diaper first and then watch, and if someone records it in the history books in the future, I don't know how to remember this verse.

But the young son actually didn't pee yet, but pulled, and couldn't stop crying, Han Xin moved over and looked at his younger brother curiously, patting him like his mother, he was still crying. Han Chuan took out the soiled linen cloth and wiped his little buttocks. Han Xin crawled forward, stretched out his head to look, and the little baby frowned, and a bubble of urine came out.

"Wow!" Han Xin was stunned for a moment, and immediately cried loudly, Lu laughed while supporting his waist, and at the same time wanted to coax the child, Han Chuan hurriedly put the young son on the mat and re-wrapped it, and he didn't care about washing the dirty cloth, so he took the eldest son out to wipe his face first, and he was so happy while wiping it.

was so angry that Han Xin kept patting him: "Father is bad!" Father bad! ”

"Okay, good, it's my father who is bad, and my father is too slow to make Ashin ......" Before he finished speaking, the bad father burst out laughing again, seeing that his son was about to open his mouth to cry again, Han Chuan hurriedly held back, and finally coaxed it.

This will be kung fu, Aunt Han's hands and feet are nimble, and she has already washed and hung up the cloth - this is also the Han family's wealth in the past, and she regarded herself as a king and grandson, even Aunt Han, who had already married into the countryside, was no exception, so she was willing to use diapers for her children. If it is an ordinary family in the township, the baby will directly put the grass, wood, ash and sand on the soil, and there will be feces and urine.

Han Chuan was a little embarrassed, and Aunt Han smiled: "What should you be?" You gave 20 yuan, and your uncle told me to come back after confinement, this favor is really heavy. Speaking of this, she couldn't help but chant a lesson, "You are a person who moved from a foreign country, and you have more places to use money, so you can't be so extravagant." Just ask me to help for a few days, and give so much, how can there be such a thing. ”

Han Chuan only said yes, but he didn't take it to heart. It is precisely because he is new to the city that he has to build a good relationship with his only local relative. Aunt Han is married to a craftsman family, and she is not a big family, but she has always lived in the local area, has many relatives, and has two sons, so she can be regarded as a good person in Taoxi. There is only one wife in his family, and the rest of the money is not enough to buy a servant at home, so it is better to spend more money to marry his uncle's family, and there will be a lot of contacts in the future, and he can open his mouth if he has something.

After coaxing Han Xin, Han Chuan took his son to the house where his wife temporarily slept during childbirth, and the bamboo basket was put there, and the freshly cut grass on it didn't have time to be removed. Relying on the fact that his son was still young and couldn't understand, Han Chuan put him aside and cleaned up the weeds and muttered: "Let you also get the breath of a fairy." "I don't dare to go into details, this kid is learning words, don't go out and study.

The basket was full of things that I didn't know how to call them, layers of magical things as thin as silk, and the outermost layer was a hard shell, with a few simple words written on it: history.

Han Chuan took out the top one with a sense of sacredness and opened it, only to see that the things inside were full of handwriting, and the strokes were extremely thin but clear, which ...... What should this be called? It's not made of bamboo slips, and it can't be called "Jane", so let's call it "book".

Han Chuan closed the book, calmed down for a while, and then looked carefully, only to see that on the hard shell at the outermost page of the book, in addition to the word history, the word "two" was also written, and then looked inside, and sure enough, he saw "one" again.

He was not in a hurry to take it now, opened the first page, looked intently, and only read two lines, and then heard his son's immature voice sound: "Yang Guo unifies the world ......" is exactly what is written on the first page.

Han Chuan hurriedly closed the book and looked at his son in surprise: "Ashin, how do you recognize the words on it?" ”

Han Xin tilted his head and answered him clearly: "Father's teaching, Mother's teaching." ”

That's right, Lin Lu is also literate.

The couple is their own love for each other. The Han family can only be regarded as wealthy, not a big family, and the Lin family is adjacent to his family. The young Han Chuan was reading aloud in the courtyard, and Lin Lu leaned on the wall to watch him read curiously. I don't know one day, Han Chuan's ghost asked, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Lin Lu nodded, and since then he has been teaching and learning intermittently. When Han Chuan asked his parents to go to the neighbor's house to propose marriage, Lin Lu could also read through a book.

Both of them were literate, and the eldest son learned to speak early, so they also taught him to read, but it didn't take long for this to happen, and it was supposed that he couldn't read.

But Han Chuan thought about it again, when he was not at home, his wife was fine in the late stage of pregnancy, and he probably taught a lot, and the child knew each other. He was so happy that he even put down the book, hugged Han Xin and kissed him a few times, Han Xin was itched by his beard, and his calves were kicked and kicked, and he didn't get rid of his bad father's clutches.

However, when he could read the contents of the book, Han Chuan didn't dare to let him watch it from the side, so he had to send him back to his wife, and said with a smile: "Ashin knows a lot of words now. ”

Lin Lu didn't feel any different, he just thought it was taught by a good person, and he was also proud in his heart, and told Han Chuan with a bit of showing off: "He still read it to me today with the bamboo slip at home." ”

"It's amazing." Han Chuan's heart was happy, "I haven't learned much of these books at home, maybe I'll have to learn them from Ashin." However, he thought of the situation that all countries are precarious now, and his own son is only this age, and many of these ancestral classics are military books, and will they be useful if they learn it in the future? I couldn't help but shake my head again, talked to my wife about the family arrangement, and went back to reading.

He secretly called this bamboo basket book the book of heaven, and the old man under the tree did not know which immortal it was, and he also gave him a note in the book, saying that he intended to take him as an apprentice, and let him read these books first. If you learn well, you will have gifts in the future, just bring a bamboo basket and put it under the big tree.

Han Chuan knelt down in the middle of the house and bowed to the teacher in the direction of the big tree, and from then on, in addition to working, he studied seriously.

He didn't know that this was not an immortal master who had a relationship with him, but an idea that a child in another time and space came up with, and it was the result of the implementation of the mentally retarded AI.