According to the memory of his predecessor, Liu An knew that the place he was in was Liujia Village (Note) under the jurisdiction of Zhuo County, Zhuo County under the rule of Youzhou in the Han Empire.

My predecessor’s name was also Liu An, his father Liu Li, and my grandfather Liu Fei.

It looked ordinary, with nothing worthy of Liu An's attention.

But after careful recall, Liu An found a familiar name in his memory, Liu Bei.

Judging from the information in memory, the relationship between Liu An and Liu Bei is that of uncle and nephew.

Liu An is his uncle and Liu Bei is his nephew.

But Liu An is only 16 years old this year, while Liu Bei is 21 years old this year.

This slightly strange relationship starts with Liu Bei's great-great-grandfather, who is also Liu An's great-grandfather, Liu Buyi.

Fenglinghou Liu Buyi had two sons, namely Qianxinghou Liufei and Jichuanhou Liuhui.

Liu Huisheng Liu Xiong, Liu Xiongsheng Liu Hong, Liu Hongsheng Liu Bei.

Liu Fei's life was not as good as that of Liu Hui. He only gave birth to his son Liu Li in his old age. Liu Li was in poor health and had been frail and sick since childhood. He only had Liu An when he was in his 20s and died of illness less than a year later.

At least the incense of his lineage was not cut off, and Liu Li left with peace of mind only after Liu An was born.

So Liu An, who was 16 years old, was the cousin of Liu Bei who was already 21 years old.

Of course, not only that, Liu An's seniority is extremely high in the entire Liujia Village.

Even though he is only 16 years old, he can be brothers with many people in the village who are already in their thirties and forties.

Recalling his memory of his cousin Liu Bei, who had droopy ears and shoulders and hands above his knees, Liu An clearly realized that he had really arrived at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, an era of turmoil and heroes.

But now Liu An has no time to think about conquering the world and achieving great achievements.

After the excitement brought by the system passed, Liu An once again felt the protest from the Five Zang Temple. Even the exploration of the system had to wait until later. He had to get up and find something to eat.

Otherwise, he was afraid that if he waited a little longer, he might have to travel through time again.

Creaking~~ Pushing open the old and somewhat scattered wooden door, Liu An walked out of the dark and damp room.

"My son is up? Are you hungry? Come and eat porridge!"

There was a stove in front of the earthen house, and a woman wearing linen stood beside the stove.

Although her hair is still black, there are already many wrinkles on her face and hands, making her look as old as an old man in her fifties.

Liu An knew that this was his mother Cui in this life.

Liu Li had been sick since he was a child, and almost all of his family's remaining money was spent on Liu Li's medical treatment.

Mrs. Cui worked hard to raise Liu An, and now apart from these two mud houses, there are only two acres of middle land left in her family.

The harvest from the two acres of land was not enough for the two of them to live on. In her spare time, Cui went to Liu Bei's house to help make straw mats and sandals. She was paid 5 cents a day, so the mother and son were able to make ends meet.

While Mrs. Cui was talking, she picked up the washed bowl on the stove and served Liu An a bowl of porridge. Her face was full of love and doting.

"Have you eaten, mother?" Liu An walked over and took a look at the pot. There was no porridge in it. Apparently Cui had already eaten.

When I looked at my bowl again, I saw that it was full of thick porridge.

After thinking about it for a moment, Liu An knew that she must have served the thin soup as her own breakfast.

Perhaps in the eyes of future generations, it is just a bowl of porridge.

But Liu An, who has fully accepted the memories of his ex, understands that his family is so poor that they can hardly open the pot. If they both just eat thick porridge, the family's food supply will be at the bottom long ago.

His ex is young, only 16 years old after the Chinese New Year this year, and Ms. Cui has always pampered him excessively, leaving good things to him but never telling him bad things. Naturally, her ex does not know about the difficulties at home.

But Liu An in his body now has the soul of an adult, and some things are clear at a glance.

The memory received from his predecessor told Liu An that the Cui in front of him was less than 35 years old this year, but the skin on her face and hands looked older than the 40 or 50-year-old woman in Liu An's previous life.

This couldn't help but make Liu An sigh.

It not only laments the hardship of this world, but also sympathizes with Cui's plight.

Thinking that he had taken his predecessor's body and caused him to die younger than his father, Liu An secretly made up his mind to take care of his mother in place of the original Liu An.

"My mother has already eaten it, so my son can just eat it," Ms. Cui said with a smile.

Liu An didn't say anything, but took another washed bowl, poured half of the porridge in his own bowl, and pushed it in front of Cui.

"My mother has to work at Xuande's house. She won't have enough strength if she doesn't have enough food."

Seeing that Mrs. Cui was about to refuse, Liu An immediately said without hesitation: "If mother doesn't eat this half bowl of porridge today, my son will not eat today."

Although he was feeling hungry, Liu An still insisted with a straight face.

"Hey." Ms. Cui responded after a moment of silence and said nothing more.

Two folded benches were pulled from the wall, one for Liu An and one for herself. Sitting on the bench, Cui slowly ate the porridge in the bowl.

Seeing this, Liu An breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the bench, he picked up the bowl and poured the porridge into his mouth without even holding chopsticks.

In the Han Dynasty, the meal sharing system was implemented, that is, each person had a separate meal at a table.

But that is a patent that only belongs to those with capital. Poor people don’t even have a desk for individual cases, and they can’t even afford to eat. Why do they still share meals?

Half a bowl of porridge was not much, and in just two breaths, Liu An poured all the porridge in the bowl into his stomach.

The feeling of hunger in my stomach has eased slightly, but I am obviously not full.

Liu An stood up and said to Cui: "Mother, please go out for a while. By the way, I can use the Yangsui at home."

Yangsui is a concave mirror made of copper, which can be used to make fire when the sun is clear.

However, since the invention of the sickle to make fire in the Zhou Dynasty, many families who have the conditions have begun to use the method of making fire by striking the sickle and flint against each other.

"Hey. The Yang Sui is in my room. My son will just go and get it." Cui responded and did not ask Liu An what he was going to do. He just asked: "Be careful and don't hurt your body."

Liu An is similar to his father. Although he is not sickly, he has been frail since childhood.

Therefore, Mrs. Cui has always doted on her son. As long as there is no problem with Liu An's safety, she will let him do anything.

Arriving at Cui's room, Liu An took the yangsui and told Cui again before walking out of the village. He wanted to find a quiet place where no one would disturb him and study the system.

After Liu An left, Cui, who was silently eating the thick porridge in the bowl, suddenly stopped. She looked at the remaining thick porridge in the bowl, and tears suddenly wet the corners of her eyes.

But a gentle smile appeared on her face.

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After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Liu An found a hillside that was sheltered from the wind and facing the sun.

Because it was still early and everyone was having breakfast at home, Liu An did not meet anyone he knew on the road.

I picked up some hay and branches nearby, made a fire with a sun stick, and lit a small fire in front of me.

While warming himself by the fire and basking in the gradually warming sunshine, Liu An called the system in his mind.

[System, is it there?]

[Does the host need help?] As soon as Liu Ang asked, the system responded.

[I'm so hungry, please prepare some food for me.] Liu An followed his heart and said subconsciously.
Chapter completed!