The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

"is it serious?"

The second son's wife stood there, her mind racing, wondering what to say.

To say that it is not serious is not quite true. If it is serious, what can we do about the Grand Slam?

"It's common for children to get bumped into, but it's not serious. It's just that Fugui doesn't want to move around right now. Why don't we wait for his mother to come back and have her bring the child over to you to see."

Although the old lady was reluctant, she had no choice. Neither of them could get up, and the house was so small that they couldn't see anything.

Fugui finally reached the door of his house, and was troubled by the threshold in front of him. It took some effort to lift his legs so high.

"S~"

It was very difficult to lift my leg by myself, so I had to use both hands to lift one leg up and then put it down.

I felt my knees getting more and more swollen, and all I wanted was to lie down on the kang.

One leg passed the threshold, one hand held the door frame, and the other hand lifted the other leg, "whoosh~"

With both legs in, all that was left was to slowly move onto the kang. His eyes lit up, and he paced quickly in small steps. He turned around, jumped lightly, and put his buttocks on the kang first. His legs bent and hung over the edge of the kang. The swelling and pain made Fugui close his eyes tightly, and his facial features were twisted together.

After a while, I felt less uncomfortable and moved up one leg at a time. I had never felt that getting on the kang was so difficult.

The eldest son's wife suppressed her nausea and washed the clothes. She brought them to her nose and sniffed. There seemed to be no smell, but she couldn't be sure. After all, she had been washing for so long that she might have become accustomed to the smell.

You may not be able to smell it, but others may be able to smell it.

I originally wanted to let others smell it, and if it wasn't clean enough, I would wash it again. But then I thought that if others smelled the shit, they would all know about wealth and fame. So forget it, and just wash it as it's clean. If I wash it again, the clothes might get damaged.

I twisted it hard to make it dry faster. If it doesn't rain, it will be dry at night.

Fugui was lying on the kang, feeling his buttocks were cold. He pulled the quilt over himself, feeling a little tight, he touched his belt and laughed out of anger.

I had only seen a pair of trousers with only a belt left on them once in my life. I had no idea what my dad was doing with such a tattered piece of trousers. After I untied the belt, I relaxed completely, felt sleepy and tired, and fell asleep.

Man Guan was surrounded by a group of children, who praised him one after another, raising their heads like a proud goose, "You're awesome! You won."

"It's really wonderful. I haven't seen anything this good in a long time."

Someone touched the slam with his arm, "Hey~ But why does Fugui wear that kind of clothes? It's so funny."

"Did Fugui really fall into the cesspool?"

Man Guan thought without hesitation, "Of course, otherwise why would he change into such clothes? It must be because he has nothing to wear."

The friends smiled maliciously, "No wonder I smelled a smell just now."

"What's that smell? Could it be..."

“It just smells like shit.”

"Hahaha, Fugui has fallen into the cesspool."

"Next time Fugui comes to play with us, we'll use this to make fun of him."

Fugui, who was sleeping soundly, felt his ears itchy and slightly red. He stretched out a hand and rubbed them, but it was of no use. He didn't take it seriously and continued to sleep.

Nier arrived at her master's house, made tea, and sat there waiting for someone to come out.

Master Zhang is nowhere to be seen and no one knows where he has gone. Maybe he has been invited to dinner again.

Zhao Jincheng was in a good mood today. He hummed an unknown tune and walked slowly out of the inner room.

I have already smelled the fragrance of tea. My little disciple has finally arrived today.

When Nier heard the noise, she knew it was the master without hesitation. She quickly stood up with a sweet smile on her face, "Master~"

He lifted the door curtain with one hand and saw Ni'er sitting there. He could not suppress the smile on his face. He hadn't seen her for so many days. She had just been accompanying Lao Zhang to do that thing called squat toilet. He felt a little unhappy.

I was just trying to say hello, but I blurted out three words in a sarcastic tone, "What a rare guest~"

After saying this, I found it unbelievable. Why was the tone so strange?

"How come I am a rare guest? Am I not your disciple? Why don't you want me anymore?"

Nier tilted her head, snorted, and looked up at Zhao Jincheng.

"No, no, I was wrong and made my good disciple angry."

He picked up a piece of dried meat and said, "Hey~ I'm here to apologize to you, please forgive me."

This is not specially made for Master Zhang. Is it really okay to eat it myself?

But it is indeed delicious. I can't help but drool when I smell it. Since it is Master's thing, I should just take it. If I don't eat it, it would be a waste of his kindness. "Thank you, Master~"

Ever since Taoci Zhang told Zhao Jincheng that he would go to Ni'er's house for dinner in two days, he has been wondering when he could hear it from his little apprentice in person.

I took a bite of the dried meat and it was indeed delicious. I don’t know where the master learned this skill, a doctor could cook such delicious food.

Zhao Jincheng sat down, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked at Ni'er chewing the dried meat with her cheeks puffed out. He thought that they both liked it very much, so he made some more.

Nier ate up a whole piece of dried meat and patted her stomach. She was quite full in the morning and had run and jumped on the road to help digest the food, so now she felt a little full again.

Looking at the master's earnest eyes, it seemed that he had something to ask me.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

Zhao Jincheng lowered his eyes, feeling a little regretful. Could he not hide the truth? Even a child could see what he was thinking.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Ni'er was stunned for a moment. What was there that she hadn't told her master yet? Judging from his expression, if she said something wrong, she might be sad until tomorrow. She tried hard to think. She had just eaten and felt a little sleepy. She yawned but quickly stopped it. She had to be fully alert.

Ni'er looked at her master carefully. Who could have caused such a pitiful expression on her master? It could only be the man named Zhang.

If there was something he knew that the master didn't know, he had to tell it himself. Then an idea suddenly came to his mind, "By the way, Master, come to my house for dinner in a couple of days, let's celebrate together, and then I'll show you the newly built house."

Zhao Jincheng nodded with satisfaction. The boy is teachable. After being taught by Mr. Zhang for a few days, he didn't become as stupid as him. That was good.

Ni'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her master seemed quite satisfied. This was much more difficult than usual exams.

"Today we will learn how to prevent and control diseases."

Epidemic? According to the previous progress, we should not have learned about epidemics. Why did we skip to this part? Did the teacher remember it wrong?

He glanced at Zhao Jincheng with doubt, which was accurately captured.

"Read the book first, and I will explain it to you later."