Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Daily life in the countryside consists of living on firewood, rice, oil and salt.

After the fourth child was beaten, he became honest for a few days.

Probably to show that he had repented, he wrote calligraphy seriously for several days in front of Peng Wanhua.

At home, his parents, brothers and sisters usually beat him, but Peng Wanhua didn't beat him very much, and even supported him.

Although he is young, he also knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

If Peng Wanhua is angered and no one speaks for him, he is worried that he will not survive his childhood.

Therefore, he has been very well-behaved in front of Peng Wanhua these days.

This afternoon, Peng Wanhua was reading a book at home while instructing him to write.

There was a "bang bang" knock on the door.

"I'll open the door!"

Lao Liu jumped up, as nimble as a monkey.

"It's Sister Jiang Xue."

Lao Liu looked back and said, "Sister Jiang Xue, are you looking for my cauldron?"

"Well, is your elder brother at home?"

"Yes." Lao Liuzhe returned to the main room, picked up the copybook and smiled, "Big pot, I'm going back to the house."

Then he went back to his room. This clever little guy knew how to observe people's emotions and assess the situation at a young age.

"Happy New Year, senior."

Jiang Xue entered the room and said hello.

After a year without seeing her, she has grown taller, especially her long legs, which are straight, long and slender.

Peng Wanhua couldn't take his eyes away from her as soon as she entered the door. He suddenly realized that she was a little presumptuous and quickly replied: "Hello, happy New Year."

"Come, sit down and drink tea."

Peng Wanhua put down the book in his hand and poured tea to cover up his inner embarrassment.

"Where are sisters Wan Mei and Wan Lan?"

Jiang Xue glanced around the room and didn't see the two of them.

Sitting opposite, alone and alone, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, and she pretended to be calm and asked.

"They went to grandpa's house in the morning, saying they wanted to revise the family tree."

Peng Wanhua replied.

When he handed the tea to her, it felt as cold as ice and as smooth as tofu when it touched her scallion fingers.

Looking at her pretty face and her delicate lips, he couldn't help but feel an itch in his heart.

It was Mr. Peng who proposed the revision of the genealogy.

The three college students in my family are about to graduate and will go to work in various units.

According to the old man's opinion, in the first three generations of his life, his ancestors were all poor farmers.

Now that something like this is happening to honor our ancestors, we must of course take care of it in advance and be fully prepared so that we can write about it in a big way in the future.

Peng Wanhua had seen that genealogy before.

The catalog page alone is three fingers thick.

There are a total of one hundred and seventy-one volumes of the genealogy. When stacked, the thickness reaches two meters.

Although the surname Peng is not as popular as Wang, Li, Zhao, Zhang, Liu, Chen and Yang, it has a long history and is very legendary.

According to genealogical records, the ancestors can be traced back to Peng Zu.

Yes, it was Peng Zu who lived [-] years ago, the Ten Women of the Night Palace.

If Peng Zu is on top, it will be even more legendary. According to legend, he is the eighth grandson of Emperor Xuanyuan Huang and a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu.

These ancient histories that are almost impossible to test are all written down in his family's genealogy.

But when he saw the latest revision date, which was during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, he couldn't help but laugh.

In his previous life, he had discussed this matter with a friend from the county.

That friend manages the county's archives.

I found a record in the county annals that said that during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, there was a rush to compile genealogies in the local area.

Anyone who has two sons in his hand must make a family tree.

People always want to base their family history on those who are better than others.

For example, those with the surname Sun would be closely related to the descendants of the military sage Sun Wu.

Those with the surname Liu tended to rely on the grandson of a certain generation after a certain emperor.

Those with the surname Guan will rely on the descendants of the martial sage Guan Yu.

Those with the surname Yue would rely on the descendants of Yue Fei.

The worst part is that my ancestors have produced at least two famous officials.

It feels like there is competition.

One exaggerated than the other.

Although the ancestors of the Peng family were not wealthy, they were very willing to compile the genealogy. They spent money to find people to search for information and history, and directly compiled the descendants of Peng Zu.

I don’t know what the ancestors, that is, the old man’s grandfather, thought about it, but Peng Wanhua felt it was outrageous when he saw it.

According to family genealogy records, he is the [-]st grandson of Peng Zu. . .

The genealogy is written vertically, and the records inside are very consistent with the characteristics of the times. For example, ordinary people are in a grid in the genealogy.

Most people have their name plus a brief biography in two columns of small characters.

If it was a high official, it would be extraordinary and worthy of special mention. It would occupy one or both sides of a piece of paper, and even include a sketched portrait.

Peng Wanhua didn't know how the portrait was handed down, let alone whether it was true or false.

If it is a woman, for example, if the daughter-in-law of an ancestor is an ordinary person with the surname Zhang, then she will end up with just two characters: Zhang. But if the ancestor’s wife is the daughter of a famous person, then write her full name and a detailed introduction.

You see, society is very real during life, and it is still unavoidable after death.

Peng Wanhua didn't know what was written in his family tree after his death in his previous life.

But in this life, I wonder if two pages are enough to write?

Speaking of which, because the eldest sister and the second sister were good at handwriting, they were dragged over by Mr. Peng to copy old family trees.

Originally, the old man wanted to recruit Peng Wanhua, but he was not interested and refused on the grounds that he would be guiding Lao Liu in his homework.

Jiang Xue saw the book on the table next to him. She sipped it and asked, "What kind of book is this? Can you lend it to me?"

"Of course." Peng Wanhua handed the book to her.

"Haizi?" Jiang Xue thought the name was a bit strange when she saw the author's name.

"Well, it was written by a friend. His name is Zha Haisheng. Speaking of which, he is still a fellow countryman of ours. We organized a literary exchange meeting together at Beijing University."

Peng Wanhua explained.

Jiang Xue raised her head slightly, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that he was not only good at studying and kind-hearted, but also had such a wide range of friends.

Birds of a feather flock together, and I believe that since he has so many friends in the literary field, his literary literacy must also be very high.

Jiang Xue looked at him and felt that his beard added a strong literary and artistic atmosphere, and his whole person seemed to be shining with a dazzling light.

I was slightly stunned for a while.

Peng Wanhua stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Hey, why are you so stunned?"

"Ahem, I'm reading a book."

Jiang Xue quickly lowered her head, her pretty face blushing slightly.

She put one hand on the book and held the corner of her clothes with the other hand, rubbing it repeatedly.

When Peng Wanhua saw her shy look, if he still didn't understand after living for so long, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill her.

Suddenly I felt a little headache.

At the beginning, I thought that we would never have anything to do with each other in this life, but why do we feel that things are going in the opposite direction?

Just when the two of them were having their own thoughts, a soft and ethereal voice came from the yard.

"Peng Laosan."

Peng Wanhua turned around and saw that the sisters who walked in were not Zhou Yun and Zhou Ling.

The two of them walked in, their watery eyes scanning him and Jiang Xue suspiciously, as if trying to find some clues.

Jiang Xue heard the sound and looked up at the two of them.

Peng Wanhua took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the three of them would meet together by such a coincidence this year.

There are three girls in one play. Is it because last year's big play is not over yet and you want to continue it this year?