Reborn the wonderful life of ancient times

The sun in early August still made people feel uncomfortable. Touching the sweat on his forehead, Lin Zimo looked helplessly at a few white clouds drifting by in the blue sky.Compared with the modern smog, it is indeed refreshing, but that is to say that you have the leisure to appreciate it.

The weather was dry and hot, there was no wind, and there were busy people everywhere.Sorghum, millet, and sticks have all entered the mature stage, and Lin Zimo's family is now splitting sticks.

Putting the pig vegetables in his hand into the basket next to him, looking at his father and brothers busy in and out of the Bangzi field, and looking at his little arms and legs, Lin Zimo was really ashamed.

Although I really want to help, but under the collective suppression of my father and brother, as long as I shoot pigweed around, a grown man (well, although it is a soul) becomes the object of intensive care, but this weak body is not strong enough!

Lin Zimo has also read a few time-traveling articles, in which no matter the male lead or the female lead, each of them is a top-notch capable person, why can't it be his turn?This little body needs to be exercised well. It seems that since the childhood of this body, there have been such minor illnesses and disasters. When life was good in the past, grandma and mother often took him to see the doctor, prayed to God and worshiped him. It didn't help much, and finally passed away from the illness when I came.

Far away, the most annoying thing about Lin Zimo now is that the sorghum pancakes and sorghum rice that he eats at home every day makes his throat so unbearable that he eats it when he eats it, but it won't come out!Every time he poops, it is a disaster. Thinking back to his previous life, he disliked the meat too fat, the chicken was not tasty, steamed buns, pancakes, and even the sticky pancakes he didn’t like to eat were all luxuries, even if they were poisonous food, give him a chance, he These must also be provided.

There was almost a basket of pigweed, Lin Zimo staggered back to his field, sat under the shade of a tree in front of the pile of chopped sticks, felt a little dark in front of his eyes, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes for a while, feeling dizzy In the past, I opened my eyes again, alas!What a poor body!

Pick up a stick, peel off the skin to reveal the skinny grains, just not proficient in farming, compared with the farmhouses I have been to before, it is at least one-third worse.

Thanks to Baidu's omnipotent knowledge, Lin Zimo also has a general understanding. Modern corn cobs, under the protection of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, have full grains and a large body.Shaking his head, Lin Zimo had observed that the corn plants were too close together, almost airtight; the plants didn't seem to be pinched in the middle, and there wasn't enough fertilizer, so the plants were not strong enough from the root.

Sighing, he can't make a long speech to Lin Huaide, can he?How to explain that a half-grown child understands these vain knowledge?Let's take it easy!Picking up the bowl fastened to the black rough porcelain jug, poured a bowl of water, and barely drank it.The unfiltered and purified well water has a slightly salty taste unique to the Loess Plain, making it difficult to drink.

Picking up the skin of the stick, in a place where productivity is so low, even seven or eight-year-old children have to help.That is to say, Lin Zimo's health is too poor. Otherwise, the ten-year-old boy is already half of the family's labor force. Skinning work like this is done by the old, weak and weak.

After picking up a small pile of sticks, Lin Huaide and his son came out panting, carrying a basket full of sticks and dragging a sack full of sticks in their hands.Lin Zimo hurriedly stepped forward to help put it away, picked up the clay pot, and poured a bowl of water for each of the three people.

The father and son, all smiling on their tanned faces, took the water and gulped it down.

It should be said that the Lin family has very good genetics, and their looks are dignified: Lin Huaide has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, a straightforward face, and a height of about 1.8 meters, which is a bit majestic.Lin Zihao and Lin Zihan are seven or eight points like Dad, but Lin Zihao is a little smoother, unlike Dad and Lin Zihan, they are too simple and honest at first glance, and they are not good at talking. Lin Zihao appeared.

Looking at the two brothers sitting in the shade of the tree to rest for a while, and not forgetting to practice calligraphy on the ground with the branches, Lin Zimo felt even more headache.Such a child, in modern times, must be a top-ranking figure. Don't these two brats know how tired they are?

Lin Huaide noticed his son's abnormality, and covered Lin Zimo's forehead with his big hand, his eyes were full of worry: "Zimo, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Lin Zihao and his brothers also stopped the branches in their hands, and surrounded them, Looking at his younger brother Sabai's small face, he was full of worry.

Touching Lin Zimo's forehead was not hot, Lin Huaide felt relieved, Lin Zimo was very embarrassed, although it was a bit uncomfortable: "It's okay, dad, maybe it's a little hot." Show a smiling face to show that the body is not uncomfortable.

But the father and son couldn't see Lin Zimo's exhaustion and weakness. Lin Zihao said angrily, "Auntie is too much. I told her that we can finish this job. We don't need to hire laborers to spend money. She just won't let me do it." My little brother is doing some work at home. In this scorching hot day, my little brother's illness has not healed, isn't it uncomfortable?" Lin Zihan didn't say anything, and wiped his little brother with his torn sleeve, the pain in his eyes was palpable. come out.

Lin Huaide looked at the bodies of the two sons, the half-eldest son, who was trying to straighten up, and then at the thinner son, and sighed: "It's all my father's fault. I don't have your uncle's ability to study, so I can only trouble you to dig in the dirt with me." Food."

The faces of the three children darkened, and Lin Zihao tightly clenched his hands: "How can you blame dad? When grandpa was here, wasn't dad busy doing business to make money and raising this big family? Uncle's husband's little money is not even enough for him to spend. The uncle and his wife spend the family's money and don't see what our family says. I'm making trouble at home every day, as if we spent so much money on her!"

Lin Huaide glared at him: "No matter what she is, she is always a family. She is your elder. You shouldn't speak of her so rudely." Both Lin Zihao and Lin Zihan nodded feebly. Behind the scenes are allowed.Lin Zihan, who spoke little, said, "Dad, don't worry, we will work hard. When we have the conditions, we will go to the exam to become a scholar, so that Dad can look good and earn more money." Lin Zimo noticed that his fingernails were dug into the flesh .

Lin Zimo finally understood why the two brothers studied crazily!To be honest, it was shocking!Growing up in a superior environment, he knew for the first time what it means to be a genius out of adversity.

Lying on the ox cart full of sticks, he turned his head and glanced at the backs of the two half-grown teenagers working hard, and then at the slightly hunched figure holding the rein of the ox. Thinking of the other up-and-coming time-traveling protagonists, he really felt that he was too useless.

Greetings to the villagers you met along the way, no matter what kind of experience the rural people have, you can’t deny that they treat people very warmly.The bumpy country road, the bumpy people swaying up and down, the small village under the shade of green trees is peaceful and peaceful.

Most of the houses are made of adobe and thatched grass. There are a hundred and ten households in the village, and there are only three green brick and tile houses, including the semi-old courtyard of Lin Zimo's house.

Although the four corners of the blue bricks are somewhat weathered, they are still green brick houses. In the front yard, under a jujube tree, there are a lot of sticks. The sound, the "cuckoo" sound of the chicken, has a different kind of excitement.

Just as she entered the yard with a basket of sticks on her back, the uncle's shrill voice came again: "Hey! Why is our young master back? I've only been working for half a day, and I really think I'm still a young master who is served by others." ?” Lin Zimo covered his face, he was afraid of what would happen, he had no choice but to lower his head to help his father pour the stick in because his sickly little body made him too strong.

Grandma and mother were sitting on futons around the pile of sticks and picking the skin of the sticks. The uncle was also picking up the sticks. At this time, she stood up shaking her fat body, with a look of contempt on her face: "The whole family knows how to take advantage of it. How can others do it?" You can say whatever you want, you really don’t have to be shameless.”

Lin Zimo only felt the hottest on his face, and his body couldn't help trembling, which made it hurt, and he really felt uncomfortable.Grandma stood up, sighed, and pulled him to sit beside her: "Zimo's health is still not good, so it's the same if you let him work at home." With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Zhou gave her son a rough The handkerchief wiped his sweat, and said in a low voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, go back to the house and rest, there is a mother here."

Lin Huaide hummed: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, our masters have done all the work in the field, so we don't need to hire short-term labor." Mrs. Liu "hummed", "It's best, don't drag our family down too much."

At this moment, there was a scream, and a chubby girl of thirteen or fourteen ran over with her fingers stretched out: "Mom, my finger was pricked by firewood." , only a small red blood drop.

Mrs. Liu went up to meet her and yelled: "Oh, why did you pierce my precious daughter's hand? My daughter will be the life of Mrs. Guang in the future, how can she have a scar! Go in and rest." Room.This girl is Lin Yun, the eldest sister of the uncle's natal family, who was pampered by the uncle's mother: "Mom, I'm still cooking with my sister!" The uncle's wife glanced at the people in the yard: "It's okay, your father earned all the money." Others should do more work, so you don’t have to be lazy and play for nothing.” The little girl who looked like the uncle was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head high and made a "hum", twisting her fat little body.Going back to the house with Mrs. Liu, the figures of the two mothers who were also wearing muslin clothes were full of pride!