Red Dust Daqian

Daqian Dynasty: Thunder rumbled, and lightning tore through the black sky. "Ah, ah, ah, ah..." A miserable roar came from the backyard of Jingzhao Yin. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..." Jingzhao Yin Zhou Wu paced back and forth in front of the bedroom door. What was going on? The lady had been screaming in pain for a whole day, but why hadn't she given birth yet? "God, please bless me, God, please bless me, mother and child must be safe, mother and child must be safe."

One day in the 21st century: "Look, how did you do this month's performance? This is only so much. Can you do it? If not, get out." "I've told you, how many times, you are doing business here, no matter what means you use, get customers to transfer money to the company", "In the later stage, whether the product is good or not, whether you can help customers solve the problem, whether you have helped customers solve the problem, you don't need to care, your purpose is to make money and get customers to transfer money to the company", "Boasting, as long as the customer makes a request, you agree first, and then talk about it after the money is transferred. Whether it can be done or whether it will delay the customer's time, these are not your worries." "Get out if you do this here again." Zhou Sen sat on the balcony of the rented house, drinking alone. What kind of a lousy company is this? In the general meeting, they shouted to serve the people in public, but in the small meeting, they asked employees to do whatever it takes. What kind of world is this? Zhou Sen recalled his work experience in the past few years. Shouldn't he change his career to do sales? Shouldn't sales be done by any means? Shouldn't they think about solving customer problems? Do you have to go against your conscience to be a good salesman? Now that I'm old, should I go back to the factory to screw in screws? Where should I go in the future? After all, I graduated from a 211 university. Am I destined to live my whole life in a muddle? The more I think about it, the more confused I feel. The more I think about it, the more upset I feel. The more I think about it, the more excited I feel. I want to jump off the balcony. Thinking about it, I stood up indignantly, picked up the wine bottle and roared to the sky. ……… Crackling, a flash of lightning passed through the window. Oh my god, how could there be oil all over the floor? Damn, the takeout box is leaking oil, and Zhou Sen stepped on the leaking oil and slipped. I don't really want to die. I just thought about it. How did he fall out of the window? It's over.

Ah, I woke up, I'm not dead, where is this, not a rented house, nor my home, is this a hospital? This hospital is really simple, the roof is made of wood. Oh, why can't I get up, did I hurt my leg, why are you wrapping me so tightly, I can't even lift my hands, it's over, my legs and feet are useless, I must be a vegetable.

"Oh, the young master has opened his eyes, young master, so cute, ah ah, ah ah". Who is this little girl, big eyes and round face, very cute, why is she teasing me, the little girl is wearing quite classical clothes, it is quite popular for children to wear such New Year's greeting clothes this year. How come I can see her in the hospital. "Vanilla, don't tease the young master like this, the housekeeper will punish you if you see it". A woman's voice came from his ears. Zhou Sen thought to himself, is he hallucinating, why is there a housekeeper and young master, there is no TV in this room, is this little girl called Vanilla. Zhou Sen asked the little girl: "Hello, where is this?" "Ah, ah ah ah". "Where is this?" "Ah ah ah". What, is my vocal cord broken too, no way. Damn, it's over, no, I have to get up. Zhou Sen: "Ah ah ah ah ah". The little girl shouted anxiously beside him: "Oh, the young master is crying". A little woman next to him said: "Hurry up, comfort him." "Young Master, don't cry, don't cry." "Ah~ah~ah~ah~ah~ah~ah", Zhou Sen still cried like a child. Zhou Sen was a little depressed. I am only in my 30s, how come I have become a vegetable? What should I do in the future?

"Ah~ah~ah~ah~ah." The child cried non-stop. The little girl said: "Nanny, is the young master hungry? Do you want to pick him up and feed him?" The little woman replied: "Well, okay." Oh, what's going on, lady, why did you pick me up? Am I so light? Why am I so small? Am I dreaming now? Could it be that I have become a child in my dream? Oh, lady, don't take off your clothes, it's so embarrassing, oh, oh, it's so embarrassing. Isn't it true that you dream at night when you think about something during the day? I have been so irritable recently and have never thought about this kind of thing. How can I dream about breastfeeding? The breasts are so big, um, um, um, um, it really bites, it's so sweet. The little woman said to the little girl: "This young master is so strong, it hurts so much when he bites." The little girl replied: "Little master, you finally stopped crying, it seems that you are just hungry." This dream is so sweet. It seems that I have been under too much pressure recently. I even had a dream about breastfeeding. How embarrassing. Let's sleep for a while longer. Don't wake up, hehe. After a while, the little woman said, "Young master, you are asleep. Vanilla, help me spread the quilt and I will put the young master down."

Ouch, I finally woke up. How could I have such a dream just now? You will dream about what you think about during the day. This logic is wrong. Have you never thought about it at all? I have been so tired recently that I don’t even want to do men’s things, and I am still breastfeeding. Oh, why do my hands and feet still feel like they are tied? Why can’t I move? I am still a child’s body. Am I still in a dream? Close my eyes, open my eyes, wake up; close my eyes, open my eyes, wake up; close my eyes, open my eyes, wake up again. What’s going on? I can’t wake up.

The young woman and the little girl shouted at the same time: "Master", "Master". A burly man entered the room and said kindly: "Oh, my dear son, you are awake, let me hold my dear son." Who is this fat man? Could it be the father in my dream? This dream is really possible, and it is continuous. It seems that I have given myself a rich family background in the dream. My father is a master, with a wet nurse, a maid, and two servants following behind my father. The man said with a master's attitude: "Vanilla, is the lady awake?" A gentle female voice came from the inner room: "Master, I am awake, bring Sen'er here, let me hold him." The man responded: "Oh, Madam, don't get up, I brought Sen'er here. Look, look, how cute he is, these eyes, this mouth, how handsome, how much like you. If you don't know, you would think our Sen'er is a girl." Oh, this is the mother in my dream, with a face like lotus, eyebrows like willows, and skin like snow. She has a gentle voice and a virtuous appearance. She must be the daughter of a wealthy family.

Well, the whole family has seen it in the dream, and it is time to wake up and face the sad reality. Wake up, wake up, oh, why can't I wake up. The lady said: "Master, look at Sen'er blinking, and he blinks very hard, so cute." The master, the lady, the nanny, and the little girl all came around with gentle and loving smiles. It was such an embarrassing scene. Oh, are you sleeping in a dream? Why can't I wake up?

A month passed, waking up, falling asleep, waking up, falling asleep, and waking up again, but still in this dream. Zhou Sen realized, is this a real world? Did I travel to this world? But it is hard to accept that an adult's thinking is imprisoned in a baby's body. It is also a frustrating thing to have adult thoughts but only baby-like movements. Every day, apart from being amused and played by the lady, the master, the nanny, and the little girl named Vanilla, there is nothing I can do. The freshness of entering this world is gradually worn away. Even the nanny's attractive breasts can no longer arouse any interest. No matter how hard I try, I can't leave any scratches on the soft breasts. The biggest movement I can do is to grab, grab, and grab. Alas, it's just a tool for eating.

Three months have passed. After the initial freshness and the subsequent helplessness, I gradually adapted to this body and accepted this reality. It seems that I have come to a world similar to the Tang Dynasty, but I can't fully confirm what this specific world looks like. Imprisoned in the body of a baby, I can only contact the master, the lady, the vanilla, and the nanny every day, and occasionally relatives and friends come to visit. The space I can step into is the small world within the backyard of the Jingzhao Yin. Through their occasional chats, I gradually understand that I am still called Zhou Sen in this world. My father is Jingzhao Yin in Kyoto, named Zhou Wu. My mother's name is Lin Qing, and she is also the daughter of an official family in Kyoto. It seems that she has some martial arts skills. Vanilla is a child bride bought for Zhou Sen. The nanny is a little woman from an ordinary family. Hehe, living in such a world may be a good choice. Born in an official family in the capital, my father is a Beijing official, and my mother is the daughter of a wealthy family. There is no need to worry about food, clothing, and fun, and there should be no need to worry about the future. When you are hungry, you have a wet nurse. Before you are born, you have a child bride. Wouldn't it be great to have a beautiful wife or concubine in the future? Well, let time continue slowly in this world...