I traveled through time, starting with two acres of land and a dog

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, when the land of China was in turmoil, the world was in turmoil, bandits were everywhere, warlords were everywhere, and the people were living in misery. The Qing Dynasty was in a precarious situation and was on the verge of collapse. In the second year of the Xuantong reign, the winter month of the Gengwu year in the lunar calendar, the famous Xinhai year would come after the new year.

"Ah... wah wah..." The sounds of several babies crying came from two green-tiled and earthen-walled houses connected to three thatched houses in the mountainous area of ​​northern Sichuan, where no one was paying attention.

Just outside, the north wind was howling, and the thatched roof was dancing in the wind. Suddenly, a tornado rolled up from the roof, connecting the sky and the earth. Two men with braids under the eaves were frightened and ran into the house immediately, just in time to hear the crying of a baby in the inner room.

"It's born, it's born..." There was a noisy sound coming from the room.

"Where is this? Am I still alive? My memory is still stuck at the time when I went home early from work because I missed "Niuniu". As soon as I arrived downstairs of the community, I saw my wife and the child getting into another man's car. The resentment in my heart instantly accumulated to the peak, but reason made him calm down. He had to turn the car around and continue back to the village. It was pouring rain on the road, and he was still driving his old car on the road. At a turn, a large truck swept towards him. With a "bang", he flew into the wind. It seemed very warm, but also very cold. That moment was unforgettable...", and then he struggled hard in the chaos.

Finally, everything was calm. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He could only feel a hazy feeling. He heard the middle-aged woman shouting in his ear: "It's out, it's a fat boy, hurry up and bring the scissors."

Then he rolled over and over, and from time to time, the voice of the middle-aged woman continued to ring: "Mrs. Du, lie down first, I will wrap the child with a blanket."

A weak voice replied, "Yes, please, Mrs. Zhang, please bring the child to Dad and Decai to have a look." Then he was picked up by someone, and his eyes were dimly bright. He heard, "Mr. Du, congratulations, it's a big fat boy. Come and hold him for you."

A middle-aged male voice replied: "Thank you so much, Mrs. Zhang. Is Xiuju okay?"

"It's okay. The delivery went smoothly. The adults were very conscious. The baby only cried once and then behaved well without making any noise. This is the first time this has happened." The middle-aged woman named Mrs. Zhang continued.

After a few minutes, he finally understood that his soul had traveled through time and space, and he was reborn as a newborn baby. But he didn't know which world this was, and which era this was. In his previous life, he had always been down-to-earth and didn't dare to make any rash advances. He was the first college student in the village in 2003, and he had always been diligent and hardworking. He could no longer rely on his father and mother, and could only rise step by step. After graduating from a college degree in agricultural economics, he was admitted to the town as a civil servant. He got married and had children in his 30s. In the third year of marriage, he and his wife had been at odds, and they had a lovely daughter, "Niuniu". For the sake of the child, the marriage could only be dragged on. He was promoted to deputy secretary of the town last year, and then he traveled through time and space here. Thinking of his parents, Niuniu, and relatives in his previous life, he suddenly cried again, and all his thoughts turned into crying.

"Be good, baby, be good, baby, let's go find mom," this was Mrs. Zhang's voice. While rocking herself, she felt sleepy and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it was before I woke up again and faced the reality. I decided to accept it as it came. Thinking that the pension and insurance money from my previous life were over one million, which was enough for my parents and children to live a lifetime, I faced it calmly.

A feeling of hunger came over him, and it turned into a cry of “Ah...ah...", and he only heard a gentle voice: "Little puppy, wake up, come and have some milk, good puppy, good puppy, the Moon Goddess is sending you to a sleep..." This was the warmth from deep in his blood, instantly enveloping his whole body. This was his mother's voice. Although he could not see or move, sucking milk was his natural instinct. The sweet milk made him feel very satisfied.

After feeding, he heard his mother say, "Decai, what name should you give the child?" A big hand gently patted his back a few times. This big hand should be his father's. He said, "How about Changqing? But the elders say that children should have humble names so that they are easy to raise. He has a tiger-like head and a tiger-like body, so let's call him Hu Wazi!"

"Okay, let's call him Tiger Boy. A nickname is more casual and easy to pronounce." said the mother.

After a few discussions between the two, the name of this life was decided upon, "Tiger Boy".

"What about your name? You, Decai, have made great achievements. It's not good for the child to be called Tiger Boy all the time outside," the mother asked again.

"The literary master is Chen Ming, and his name is Chenyu, Du Chenyu. I hope he can fly around the universe like a dragon in the sky." With just a few words, his father decided his name in this life, Du Chenyu. It happened that his name was Du Cheng in his previous life, so he would not feel uncomfortable being called "Du Chenyu" in this life.

Maybe the baby's brain is not fully developed. Every time he wakes up and eats milk, he falls asleep in a few minutes. I remember eating milk several times. It feels white outside. It should be the second day. This time I woke up a little longer. I thought about it for a while. At present, I don’t know which world or dynasty this is. The most important thing now is to try to survive. The conditions of this family feel very ordinary, but I can feel it from the language. This is not a modern society. The survival rate of infants was very low in ancient times. I thought about the Qigong I learned for a few days in my previous life. I still remember the formula. It is said in the novels of my previous life that babies have innate Qi, and practicing Qigong will get twice the result with half the effort. Du Chenyu will also try it.

The Qigong I learned in my previous life was called "Bajin Gong. Juhuading". I practiced it intermittently for several years in my previous life, but I didn't persist. In this life, I have plenty of time, and I can't remember the details of the qigong route. The most important thing is that this set of Qigong does not require meditation. Whether you are lying down or sitting, you can circulate the Qi in your mind in the most comfortable posture.

Eight Brocade Exercises Small Zhoutian: Luck Formula

The tip of the tongue touches the palate and saliva is produced, and the qi sinks into the sea of ​​​​Dantian.

Circle the sun three times with your fingertips, three times inside and three times outside, and return to the dantian.

The qi flows from the dantian to the two ribs, and circles the pelvis three times to strengthen the liver and kidneys.

The Qi sinks to the Baihui point to the toes, and makes three circles inside and outside before returning to the Dantian.

After a small cycle of Qi is completed with difficulty, I feel hungry again. What should I do? The only way is to open my mouth and exhale.

I repeated the cycle of eating and sleeping for another day and night. At dawn on the third day after coming to this world, I was finally able to open my eyes. I could vaguely feel the shadows around me and a hint of light.

After having breakfast in his mother's arms, his father came into the room and picked up Du Chenyu. It was the first time he left the room and went outside. He felt that it was exceptionally bright outside. He could vaguely see his father's face and his bald forehead. He felt a lump in his heart. This should be the Qing Dynasty, but he didn't know whether it was the early, middle or late period.

Not long after, a deep old male voice sounded: "I want to hug my grandson."

"Dad, be careful, here you go"

Du Chenyu knew that this should be his grandfather.

The days passed by repeating like this, every day I feed and sleep; sleep and feed... I practiced the Zhou Tian Ba ​​Jin Qi several times every day. After a month, it was said that babies have innate qi. Indeed, my luck in this life was much better. Unlike my previous life, my breath was often cut off. Maybe it was influenced by practicing qigong. After 10 days, I could see things within a foot. After 20 days, I could see almost one meter. After a month, I could see about three meters. I could even raise my little hands. I grew nearly twice as fast as other children.

More than a month has passed, and I finally figured out this era and this family. It is now the third year of the Xuantong reign, the year of Xinhai. My father, Du Zongyi, and my son, Du Decai, were 29 years old. They were the last batch of scholars who passed the imperial examination in the Qing Dynasty, that is, in 1905. After passing the examination, they became unemployed, and the court announced the abolition of the imperial examination system that year.

My father, who is 33 years old this year, has become a typical poor scholar of the last dynasty. He teaches in a private school in Linshui Village in our village. He has a frail grandfather Du Hezhang and a somewhat honest second uncle Du Dewu. His grandmother has passed away for many years. The family is very poor to support my father's studies. Fortunately, after selling the land for many years, there are still two acres of paddy fields and four or five acres of thin land left. There is a small forest on the right side of the house. There are four earthen wall houses, two of which are covered with tiles and one is covered with thatch. Last year, two more thatched sheds were built, one for storing sundries, one for raising pigs and sheep. The five rooms are lined up in a row.

The house is located on a hillside about 200 meters away from the river, facing east and west. There is a river running from north to south in front of the house. There is a mountain behind the house with an altitude of more than one thousand meters. There is a stream 500 meters to the left of the house. In the middle is Du Chenyu's several acres of paddy fields.

Across a small hill behind the house is the large courtyard of a quadrangle house on stilts, which belongs to Yu Yuedong, the head of the seventh village (Linshui Village) in Wuyingbao (formerly Dayan Township) in Baizhang District in northern Sichuan. The brand new attic is particularly impressive.

Local children have a nursery rhyme:

The Linshui River flows eastward, and the water surrounds the mountains with majestic momentum.

The purple air comes late from the south, and one will be appointed as a marquis and prime minister early.

It is said that this song was passed down from the comments of a Feng Shui master who first helped Yu Baochang choose this piece of land. After Yu Baochang moved here, his fortune and career flourished, and his influence expanded rapidly. Several surrounding baos became Du Chenyu's sphere of influence, and he was soon promoted from a head of a Jia to a baochang.

After seeing this poor family property, I feel that fate is uncontrollable. How many protagonists in time-travel novels are as poor as him? Just accept it as it is.

In his previous life, he was also born in the countryside, which was similar to this one. The probability of starving to death was very small. Du Chenyu's mother was actually robbed. His mother, Chen, was from Chenjiawan, the eighth village (Youfangba) next door. Because his father was in his 30s and had not married, he had seen his mother before. In the winter of the year before last, he heard that his mother was going to get married, and then he was very depressed. After school, he sat on the stone at the pass and talked with his best brother, Hu Laosi, who was also his former student. He said that Chen from the next village was about to get married, and he was over 30 years old. Could he still get a wife? Hu Laosi was 17 this year and full of vigor. There were five brothers in their family, and they were fearless. When they saw their teacher in trouble, they said directly:

"Teacher, don't worry, I'll find a way. If it doesn't work, I'll take her back and make her your wife."

The father was still very scared and worried, "Is this possible? It violates the law."

Hu Laosi patted his chest and said, "Teacher, there is nothing to be afraid of. I will take care of any problems. You just stay at home and wait for the wedding night. I will go back to discuss it with my brothers and the others now." After saying that, he took action immediately.

The result was that the five brothers of the Hu family, together with several other brothers from the same village, dressed up as bandits on the day of Du Chenyu's mother's wedding, kidnapped her back to his father's house, and sent her to his father's house in the middle of the night to get married. Until now, his mother has not returned to her parents' home! Fortunately, his mother was very satisfied with his father. After all, his father was also an intellectual. Last year, his mother raised piglets in the pen. This year, she had a son. The harvest from the fields plus the extra tuition from his father were enough to make ends meet. They were not hungry. In a place where there was famine everywhere, they were considered a well-off family.