I'm not blind [Quick Transmigration]

Father Cen seemed to have been poured cold water: "Why don't you go?"

Feng Chi drank a few sips of porridge with a calm expression, and his stomach felt better before he replied, "I can't bear that hardship."

Father Cen: "..."

He took a sip of porridge, and the dignified person in front of outsiders was full of worries in front of his own son.

"Ann, you will be twenty next year, have you ever thought about what kind of wife you will marry?"

Feng Chi nodded: "I learned how to farm yesterday, that's why."

Father Cen stretched out his hand and patted his leg: "I said why did you suddenly change your sex? It turned out that you wanted to find a wife. Knowing that you don't know anything, you went to learn how to farm."

Feng Chi: "..."

"Since you want to find a daughter-in-law," Cen's father said earnestly, "and decided to make a difference, how can you give up halfway? I see that you planted rice seedlings quite well, and you can get started the first time. From now on..."

"No future," Feng Chi looked up, "I don't farm."

Cen's father met his gaze, wanted to beat and scold him but was reluctant, finally drank heavily, and drank a whole bowl of porridge.

Cen's mother laughed and scolded: "It's fine for me and your father to raise you. Are you going to help you raise a wife and children in the future? Then your brother must not be impatient with us."

Cen Baoping: "Mom, I..."

Mother Cen turned her head: "Shut up!"

Cen Baoping opened his mouth, and Mrs. Cen stuffed a peeled egg into his mouth.

He ate obediently.

Feng Chi calmly took two eggs and stuffed them into his pocket.

Others didn't care, they only thought that he wanted to keep it as a snack and eat it when he was hungry.

Feng Chi stood up: "You don't have to worry, I can raise a wife myself." The child is fine.

After he left, Father Cen sighed softly: "It's because we spoiled us too much."

"He will be 20 in a blink of an eye." Cen's mother was worried and emotional, "Yan is going to get married in a few months, it's time to show An Xiang."

"Find someone with a softer temper. An has a temper. He can't bear a bad temper."

"It doesn't matter if it's male or female, if it makes him unhappy, he'll scold him directly. He doesn't save face at all. When he was young, he often scolded little girls to tears."

"..."

Hearing that his parents started researching which girl would be suitable for his younger brother's marriage, Cen Baoping interjected:

"Didn't Ann say that he had the idea of ​​marrying a daughter-in-law and just went to farm yesterday, then he must have fallen in love with some girl, or why did he think about it all of a sudden?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Cen Baoyan said abruptly: "Those two eggs, the second brother probably used them to curry favor with the future second sister-in-law, right?"

Cen's father and Cen's mother looked at each other, their eyes brightened.

……

Feng Chi came to the door of Song Yuan's house, looking at the house which was not much bigger than his house, it was really hard to imagine that the four generations of this family lived under the same roof, yet they have not separated yet.

How did you live there?

Although Song Yuan's grandparents are old, they have never separated their children. Now that they have great-grandchildren, they are even more reluctant to part.

Most of the people in the village decided to separate their families after their children grew up and started families.

So when asked about it, the old couple of the Song family said that they like to be lively, the children are also filial, and they are reluctant to be separated.

……

Feng Chi's hearing is excellent, and he can easily hear the voices inside.

It was really lively.

There were two tables of meals in the Song family's yard, the sounds of discussions, chats, children crying, scolding... It was very chaotic.

Song Yuan was standing by the table with a bowl of rice, stretching out his chopsticks to pick up a few dishes from time to time, his eyes were clear and his face was soft, as if the noise around him hadn't affected him at all.

He wasn't the only one who was standing, and there were a few others around his age who also ate standing up.

"Hurry up and eat, don't delay the time to start work!"

As soon as Mr. Song spoke, everyone speeded up eating.

Song Yuan looked at the way everyone was devouring, and suddenly said: "Father, brother-in-law is dead, who will come from our family?"

"Fuck!" Song's father said impatiently, "Give me some money on the day of the funeral, just go over and have a meal and it's over."

Song Yuan was silent for a while: "Our family is in the next village. My brother-in-law passed away and none of our family went to help. Are we going to be gossip?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you bastard..."

Father Song hadn't finished speaking, and old man Song said impatiently: "Okay, the family has a funeral, so it's okay to be far away, and it really doesn't make sense not to help so close."

"Father, he just wants to be lazy! He didn't know where to hang out last night, and he didn't go to work in the morning. In the afternoon, he dragged Baoan from the captain's house together..."

"I'll go." Song Yuan's stepmother Tang Shu put down the bowl and looked in the direction of the old man. "I can also be regarded as the child's mother. I'm more suitable in the past."

Mr. Song: "Okay, you can go and help for a few days."

"Auntie, please bring your younger siblings. My niece is still young and my older sister is too busy. My younger siblings can take care of me."

As soon as Song Yuan finished speaking, Father Song threw a pair of chopsticks on him: "Don't push yourself! Let my son and daughter take care of Song Nan's daughter, go eat shit!"

Song Yuan lowered his head and did not speak.

The far door was suddenly pushed open.

Feng Chi walked in with a smile: "Hey, I'm still eating, my father and the others have gone out."

Song Yuan: "..." Why did this person come here?

"My father has something to arrange for Song Yuan to come, I'll come here to pass on a message," Feng Chi scanned around, "What's wrong?"

"It's all right," Mr. Song said with a smile, "Ms. Shu will take the child. Is Song Yuan ready to eat? Since the captain has something to arrange, go as soon as possible after eating."

Song Yuan responded, put down the bowl and chopsticks and left.

Tang Shu went back to the house and hurriedly collected her and the child's change of clothes and went out.

……

Song Yuan followed Feng Chi out the door: "What has the captain arranged for me?"

Feng Chi answered irrelevantly: "Your food is pretty good."

He has good eyes, and he can see the rich fish and meat on the table at a glance.Even eating such a hearty breakfast is conceivable at other times.

Song Yuan remained silent about this.

Feng Chi took out two boiled eggs from his pocket, and regretfully said: "I thought you were a poor little one, and my father didn't love me, so I prepared two boiled eggs for you because I was afraid that you wouldn't have anything to eat. You eat much better than me."

Song Yuan's eyes flashed: "Thank you, Bao...Thank you brother, you can eat by yourself, I'm not hungry."

"Sure enough, you can't see me as an egg."

"..." Song Yuan stretched out his hand helplessly, "I'm still a little hungry after thinking about it carefully, thank you bro."

Feng Chi put one of the eggs in his palm: "We're not very hungry, so let's have one each."

Song Yuan bowed his head to peel the eggs, while thinking about what the person in front of him wanted to do.

He didn't think the captain really had anything to arrange for him, it was mostly his nonsense.So, what is his purpose?Just to give him an egg?

"What are your future plans?"

Again.

Song Yuan said flatly: "There is no plan, work more, and earn more work points."

"It seems that we were born in the same year, so you are almost twenty, and you have no idea about the future?"

"..."

Song Yuan raised his head suddenly: "Do you want to talk about marrying a wife? In my situation, I won't drag other girls down."

"what happened to you?"

"Brother, don't you know?" Song Yuan swallowed the last bite of eggs, his mouth was a little dry, and he licked his lips, "Our house is not big, but there are more than a dozen people. Grandpa and grandma have one room, and each small family has one room. I can't marry a wife and let her sleep in the woodshed with me, can I?"

He laughed at himself,

"I won't get married until the family is separated."

And grandma is still there, it is impossible to separate the family.

Feng Chi frowned: "You can stay at my house."

Song Yuan shook his head and smiled softly: "I know brother wants to help me, but there's no need for it. I have my own home, so how can I live in yours?"

For a moment, Feng Chi thought that what he wanted to say was that he would consider living with him after he had no home.

"Brother, if there's nothing else, I'll go to work."

Feng Chi didn't stop him, and nodded slightly: "Okay, wait for me at the gate of the village at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Do……"

"It's really something this time, I will tell my father tonight."

"Okay, I remember."

Feng Chi looked at the back of Song Yuan leaving, and went home to write a story without saying a word.

At noon, Mrs. Cen went to deliver meals to Cen's father and the others. Cen Ziling followed Feng Chi back to the house, looked at him sitting there brushing and writing, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what are you writing?"

"Write a story."

"Can I read it to Xiao Ling? Xiao Ling doesn't understand."

"Wait until I finish writing."

"Oh."

Cen Ziling brought a chair, lay on the table and watched him write, and then closed his eyes.

Feng Chi was still writing, and the sound of brushing and writing didn't affect her, but instead made her sleep more soundly.

Mrs. Cen took a look when she came back, and returned to the field with a bewildered smile to help.

Mother Cen: "Why are you here? Where's Xiao Ling?"

"Xiao Ling is watching his uncle write. There is nothing to do in the afternoon. If I come to help, it can be done faster."

"Writing?" Cen's mother looked strange, "An never did homework when she was studying at home. I heard that her grades were good, but she just didn't work hard enough. Why did she suddenly start writing now? What did she do?"

Mrs. Cen shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't go in to see it, and I couldn't understand it even if I went."

"..." That's right, Mrs. Cen has never read a book.

In the evening, Mrs. Cen went home to cook, and saw Feng Chi and Cen Ziling sitting in the yard, Cen Ziling looked at him with his chin propped up, and he was reading a story to her unhurriedly.

Sister-in-law Cen: "..." Damn it, my uncle has been stimulated by something in the past two days. He is going to the ground again, and he is reading and writing.

When Father Cen and the others came back one after another, Feng Chi stopped talking, took a sip of water and said, "I'll tell you about it another day."

"why?"

Cen Ziling said relentlessly,

"Uncle, just finish talking, Feng Yuan is about to die of illness, where did Feng Chi go!"

Feng Chi paused: "I didn't die of illness."

"But he's dying, he can't even eat, so he can only lie on the bed," Cen Ziling asked again, "Where did Feng Chi go?"

Feng Chi patted his head: "Feng Chi went to the mountains to search for medicine, fell into a trap, and was trapped in the mountains."

Cen Ziling anxiously said: "Then what should we do? Then they are going to die! Let's go and save them!"

She was about to cry.

"Who is going to die?"

Father Cen washed his hands and came over with a smile on his face.

Cen Ziling sniffed: "Uncle is telling a story, Feng Chi was trapped on the mountain by a trap, Feng Yuan was also sick and dying, they are all going to die..."

Feng Chi: "...will not die."

Cen Ziling looked at him with bright eyes: "Really?"

"Well, the stories I wrote, they can do whatever I want them to do," Feng Chi smiled, "Okay, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Ok!"

Cen Ziling nodded heavily, and quickly ran to wash his hands.

Father Cen looked at Feng Chi curiously: "Did you write the story?"

"Well," Feng Chi stood up, "I'm not good at farming, after much deliberation, I want to support my family, so I can only write some stories to make some money."

Father Cen looked relieved: "There must be no problem. When you were studying, I heard them say that you have the best academic performance in the village, and you must be able to write well."

"I want to vote for "There is a Story," Feng Chi walked in front of him, "This publication is only available in the provincial capital, and I want to go to the provincial capital to talk to them in person."

Father Cen's face darkened immediately: "What are you going to do in person, just go to the county and send it over!"

"That's too slow, and I want to go to the provincial capital by the way."

"Do not……"

"Bring someone I like with me."

"..."

Father Cen's eyes widened: "What? You want to take the person you like to play in the provincial capital?"

"Um, can you?"

"Sure!" Cen's father laughed loudly, "You boy, if you want to take someone to play, just tell me, why don't you tell the story yourself. Okay, I will write you a letter of introduction, and I will go to the county after dinner. Help you stamp, you have fun!"

Here, to go to the county seat, you only need a letter of introduction from the captain, to go to the provincial capital, you need a letter of introduction from the county, and to go out of the province, you need a letter of introduction from the province, which is very troublesome.

At the dinner table, Father Cen talked about this matter, and smiled: "By the way, which girl is it? I opened the letter of introduction together."

Although Cen's mother was also happy, she still had a straight face: "Where can it be done? Take a girl, a widow, to the provincial capital, can the family agree?"

Feng Chi said calmly: "Let's open Song Yuan's letter of introduction together."

Cen's father thought about it for a while: "It's not good for a single man and a widow. Are you going to bring two more people together? Which girl is it?"

Feng Chi: "You just need to open the letter of introduction between me and Song Yuan."

"Hey! It's pretty tight!" Father Cen clicked his tongue, "I don't need to drive it, and I still have Song Yuan with me. Could it be that it's from Baying Village next door?"

Feng Chi ate, but did not answer this question.

"But didn't Song Yuan's brother-in-law just leave? The funeral will definitely be held in a few days. Isn't it good for him to leave at this time?"

"..."

Feng Chi paused while holding the chopsticks: "Open it first, and go after the funeral." Almost forgot about it.

Song Nan is Song Yuan's biological sister, and he will definitely not be absent.

"There's no rush, I'll drive again in a few days," Father Cen asked unwillingly, "Which girl is from Baying?"

Feng Chi stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

"You kid, keep it so tight!" Father Cen snorted coldly, and when they left, he went to the next door to find out who had opened a letter of introduction to go to the provincial capital, wouldn't he know it!This silly son is still hiding it.

……

Before going to bed, Cen Ziling pawed at Fengchi's door: "Uncle, are they really not going to die?"

"I won't die, they are the protagonists, how could they agree to die so much?"

"Pig feet?"

"Go to bed quickly, if you don't sleep, I won't tell you about the rest."

"When will the uncle speak?"

"Tomorrow. Go to bed."

"OK then."

Cen Ziling reluctantly helped him close the door and trot away.

Feng Chi turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

[I like listening to stories so much at the age of four, and I can understand them, which is worth cultivating. 】

Lu Li: "...to cultivate what?"

【Let her read】

"..."

Neither their village nor the next-door village has a primary school, but there is an elementary school four or 10 minutes away on foot, which is the largest village near them.Some children in the village study there.

Although there is no college entrance examination anymore, some people still send their children to study, so that they can apply for jobs in factories in the city.

[Proposal to build a primary school tomorrow, the college entrance examination here should resume soon]

"next year."

【It's fine, I'm taking a break】

"Good night Dad."

【install】

That night, a major event happened in the Song family.

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