The sky was getting brighter.

The rats don't know where to go.

Outside the window, the rooster crowed one after another.

The rooster in his yard crows the loudest.

Eventually, there was a sudden noise in the outhouse, but lightly.

Zhou Ang didn't dare to sleep all night, and when he heard a sound, he suddenly woke up from his napping state and listened subconsciously.

First there was the sound of the door opening, then there was a slight sound inside and outside the house, and after a while, I heard my sister's voice suddenly sound, "Mother, did you say that my brother will be better today?"

Then came the mother's voice, as soft as she remembered, with an indescribable kindness, and she said, "Yes, it will." ”

Then he said: "You can sleep for a while, it's still early, my mother will cook first, and I will call you when it's ready." ”

But my sister said, "I don't like to sleep lazy." I'm going to help feed my mother's chickens. ”

Hearing her voice, Zhou Ang almost subconsciously thought of her cute appearance in a double bun. From the perspective of a modern person, the little girl is too sensible and cute. It's just a pity that the family is too poor, can't eat well, and is a little thin.

While the mother and daughter were talking, they opened the door and went out.

Somehow, listening to the two talking, Zhou Ang suddenly remembered his parents in his previous life.

Especially when I think of my parents after receiving the news of their death, I don't know how sad it should be, my girlfriend who has been in love for seven years is such a good girl, she loves each other so much, and she said that she will take a month off next year, go on a trip to get married, and then have a child......

Now, it's all gone.

After a moment of froze, he sighed and simply got up and got out of bed.

Miraculously, it was only a few hours since he came to this world, and he felt that his strength had recovered a lot, and his spirit was quite strong.

If it weren't for his own experience, even he could have imagined that just a few hours ago, he was just a cold, stiff corpse.

After getting out of bed and putting on his shoes, he was about to go out, but subconsciously turned his head to look at the basket where a straw rope was tied to the head of the beam and hung down just to his shoulder.

It houses some of the most prized possessions of their little family of three.

Twenty or thirty copper coins, seven or eight eggs, a small bowl of lard, and some salt wrapped in oiled paper.

Copper money is working capital, it is not easy to save it, keep it for Zhou Ang to buy pen and ink, eggs are a few old hens raised at home, there is no good feed to feed, six hens, an average of two eggs a day, usually to save up, save enough twenty or thirty to take out and sell once, just change the money to buy salt.

But not recently, I started to "get sick" half a month ago, so I haven't been willing to sell the eggs at home recently, and they have all entered my stomach.

The lard was sent by Lu Chunsheng, a neighbor in the alley, and their father and son were responsible for killing pigs in Baoguo Temple. The two families had an old relationship in their early years, and when their "father" was still alive, they were quite kind to his family, and the father and son of the Lu family were not people who did not repay their kindness, and they have been taking care of them a lot over the years.

As for the salt...... In Zhou Ang's memory, it was always only a small paper bag, and most of the time there could be a tael of salt in it. This salt is yellow, and there are obviously a lot of impurities. When you eat a meal, it becomes bitter and astringent.

But it's such a salt, and it's also quite expensive, so I'm not willing to put it at all.

Zhou Ang looked at the basket fixedly at the moment, stunned for a moment, then turned around and opened the door, walked out of the hall door again, and stepped into the courtyard.

"Mother. ”

The woman who was digging beans raised her head, and a smile instantly bloomed on her already kind face, and she hurriedly put down what she was holding, walked over, and asked, "Why did you get up?"

After a pause, he said, "You should sleep a little longer." ...... Do you feel better today?"

While they were talking, Zhou Zihe, the little girl who was squatting on the ground to feed the chicken, also looked back and called sweetly, "Brother." ”

Zhou Ang smiled at her and replied, "I feel better." The spirit is also better, and there is also energy. ”

Hearing this, the woman tilted her head and looked at his face carefully, and immediately raised her eyebrows, "Sure enough, your face looks much better, so it can be seen that it is going to be better." ”

He clasped his hands together again, kept worshipping the Buddha, and chanted happily: "It can be seen that the pillar of incense the day before yesterday is spiritual, and the Bodhisattva will not bear people." Amitabha!"

Zhou Ang smiled and looked at the small courtyard in front of him.

It is said that it is a small courtyard, but it is actually okay, not small. Especially for a person who is accustomed to living in a modern metropolis for two thousand yuan or ten square meters, just the yard in front of the house looks like it can have a solid two or three hundred square meters, which is really not small. This yard is not only planted with vegetables and chickens, but also a row of pepper trees are planted in the corner of the yard, and there is a persimmon tree that is already four or five meters high at the door.

There are three main houses, earthen houses, and the roof is paved with thatch, and the mud must be re-walked before the summer every year, and it can't stop the rain leakage. There is a side room, which is used as a kitchen, and in addition, a simple toilet is built.

This is this home.

The current Zhou Ang is the son and elder brother of this family.

But at least so far, he felt that he should be the most useless one in the family.

Over the years, since my father died, life has become sad, and my mother has begun to take on some laundry and sewing and mending work. In addition, when she was young, she had a hand in embroidery, always seeing the work of sewing and inserting needles, and when she sold it for money, she exchanged it for firewood, rice, oil and salt at home.

Every day, she is so busy that she hardly has a moment to spare.

And my sister Zhou Zihe is only twelve years old this year, but she will help make a fire from a very young age, and she can already make some simple porridge and rice when she is a little older, and she has begun to wash and dry clothes with her mother at the age of eight or nine.

The children of the poor, little by little, became the breadwinners of the family at an early age.

Zhou Ang remembered that she liked to pick up eggs the most, and every time she went to the chicken coop to pick out eggs, she was always very happy, and she would laugh and shout -

"Mother, mother, there are two today! There are fourteen in the family!"

"Mother, mother, there are three today!

"Brother, are you going to pick up eggs? I guess there may be three ...... today."

It's just me, and I don't know anything else except reading.

For example, now, when they got up early in the morning, when the sun was about to rise, the yard was already lit, and the two of them had their own things to do, busy chattering, but they were standing in the yard by themselves, and they were a little dazed for a while. Because it turned out that he basically didn't participate in these things.

He is responsible for reading, reading, and reading again, and it is good to be able to raise talents in the future, even if it is difficult to enter the eyes of the law, he can also find a job of dancing and writing.

If he can be like his deceased father, the history of the scribes is already a glorious lintel.

This is the path that his mother insisted on nurturing him to take.

Of course, this Zhou Ang is no longer the other Zhou Ang.

He felt that since he had become this Zhou Ang now, it was necessary to make some changes to his life plan - the path was right, but it was not a good thing to study hard.

............

Mother Zhou Caishi was very happy when she saw her son's good face, and told Zhou Ang to go back and lie down to rest, and then she was busy cleaning up the family's breakfast.

At this time, Zhou Zihe mixed the chicken food, and beckoned all the seven chickens in the house to come over and eat them, and then he jumped over, looked at Zhou Ang with his face up, and after a while, said: "Brother, your eyes are brighter today than yesterday, and your face is much better!"

Knowing that she was "sick" these days, she didn't know how much to worry about with her mother, Zhou Ang rubbed her head with a smile, and touched her double bun curiously, and said with a smile: "Brother is fine, in a few days, when the illness is cured, brother will take you to Baoguo Temple to play." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she responded crisply, "Okay!

Zhou Ang nodded, "Okay, the eldest husband has a promise, and it won't change!"

"Pull the hook!"

So Zhou Ang smiled and stretched out his hand and pulled the hook with her.

Then she happily ran away.

That is, the family said a few words, and before they knew it, the golden sunshine had fallen on the clothes.

Zhou Ang took a deep breath, felt the state of his body, and inadvertently turned his head, only to find that Zhou Zihe was struggling to carry out a big burden from the house.

She didn't need anyone's help, so she opened the bag in the yard, and inside was the dirty laundry that her mother had taken her to several inns yesterday afternoon to collect, and this time it would open in the sun, and she began to sort skillfully, and as she sorted, her mouth was still grunting.

Zhou Ang listened carefully, and what she was talking about seemed to be-

"These pieces are washed first, the thickest, and they dry slowly, this one is...... The bearded guest of the cyclamen dwelling, they can clear the goods today, and they will leave tomorrow, and they have to wash it out early, and they will be able to dry it before the evening, so that they will not miss him......

Zhou Ang listened in a daze.

Looking at her little face that was clearly still very immature, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

I remember that not long before I crossed over, I just met my cousin, her daughter should be twelve or thirteen years old, what is she busy with every day?

Think about her chubby little face, and then look at Zhou Zihe in front of her, long-term malnutrition makes her look quite thin, and her face is a little yellow.

The little girl quickly finished sorting, put the first batch of clothes that needed to be washed in the big basin, wrapped the rest and carried them back to the house, and then ran to the kitchen to help her mother light the fire.

Zhou Ang froze in place for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out.

The body is still very weak.

He decided to do a little exercise to get himself back to life as soon as possible.

Only when the body is well can I have the strength to find the middle-aged man who can recognize the demonic energy, and I can also find a way to make money, so that the mother and son do not have to work so hard every day.

Thinking so, he subconsciously moved his hands and feet, and then realized that something was wrong.

You don't have to think about the treadmill, you can go back to bed later, but running is not good, as long as you dare to go out to the street to run, it will be considered stealing other people's things, well-wishers will arrest you, and the soldiers of each square will follow to arrest you, boxing, and you won't.

Even radio gymnastics has long been forgotten......

Hey, no, I still remember a little bit of workout.

He remembered the "left and right to hold the ball" he learned in college - Tai Chi.

It was learned purely for a little bit of PE credit, but miraculously, I still remember some basic movements, though not all of them.

But it moves slowly, and it only needs a small space, which is the best for its current situation.

Just do it, he took a deep breath at the moment, recalled the basic boxing path, stood in the courtyard and started the posture, and slowly started "Tai Chi in college physical education class".

After the first fight, which was extremely jerky and stiff, not to mention, it was quite comfortable, and after the fight, the movements were in series, and he remembered a lot of actions that had been forgotten.

So the second time I became more and more proficient.

However, when he started to play for the third time, he felt that something was suddenly wrong with him.

A cool breeze came from nowhere, swishing into the clothes.

In an instant, he was excited.