The green grass is like a continuous carpet, covering the entire hillside. Among the five or six inch high grass, there are small yellow flowers dotted with them, shaking their heads with the wind and the grass.
At the foot of the green mountain, a yellow cow was grazing leisurely. Not wanting something unexpected to happen, the cow turned its head toward the hillside, its eyes full of doubts.
Little master, are you going to be a monster again?
A child of seven or eight years old cheered, threw himself into the arms of Mother Earth, and rolled down from the top of a slope several meters high.
The bent grass straightened its back again, and Chen Ping also stopped his momentum, lying on the grass with his legs crossed and his right arm across his eyes to block the slightly dazzling sunlight.
Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green grass, a carefree young man.
Chen Ping burst out laughing, tilted his head and looked at Huang Niu, and encouraged: "It's really cool, Lao Huang, do you want to try it too?"
For the thousand-pound old yellow, this is a life-threatening suggestion. It is not stupid, and the young grass that has just sprouted is so fragrant.
Even though Chen Ping's body is still that of a child, his soul in his twenties from his previous life has been completely integrated.
In his previous life, he was an ordinary person. He was very ordinary in school and work. He graduated from a third-rate university. After graduation, he took a meager salary and worked hard for his ideal happy life. Unfortunately, he died suddenly.
They all say that the world is too miserable and they will never come back in the next life, but Chen Ping was reborn into the Dayu Dynasty that had never appeared in history. After saving his father at the beginning, he just herded cows and had fun every day.
The old Chen family is not rich, but there are quite a lot of people. In ancient times when there was no family planning, the cheap father Chen Duohai alone had seven brothers and sisters.
The two aunts have already married, and there are still five brothers in the old Chen family. Chen Duohai is the fourth. Naturally, the family has not been separated while the old man is still alive. Everyone lives under the same roof, relying on the twenty or thirty money left by their ancestors.
Living on an acre of land.
In Chen Ping's fusion memory, his childhood was still very happy. Although his life was difficult, fortunately there was not much pressure.
The salty fish idea that occasionally popped up in my previous life was realized like this.
No matter what, it is a joy to be able to live again after death.
Chen Ping, who was lying on the grass, opened his eyes and got up. It was almost noon. He patted the grass clippings on his body, put his right hand to his mouth and blew a whistle.
Upon hearing the whistle, Lao Huang galloped towards him with four hooves and came close to him and knelt on the ground. Chen Ping successfully climbed onto the cow's back and patted the cow's back with his little hand.
"Old Huang, let's go home."
From a distance, you can see the smoke rising from the chimney of Lao Chen's house. Apparently, several families in the house are cooking lunch.
A little head poked its head out from the door. When it saw the old scalper running towards him, it quickly shrank back in fright. This was the uncle's daughter, Chen Li, who was two years older than Chen Ping. She also had an older brother named
Chen Jun.
Although the old scalper has a docile personality, not everyone can ride it. Chen Li once tried to ride it, but she fell off a buttock and burst into tears. Other children saw this and tried it one after another, and the final result is self-evident. p>
In the entire Chen family, only Chen Ping is recognized by Lao Huang and is obedient.
Several children who were playing stepped aside when they saw Lao Huang's big body. Chen Ping jumped off the back of the cow, led Lao Huang to the cowshed and tied him up, and walked to his kitchen.
Although there are no separate families, each family is responsible for the food.
A young woman in a Jingchai sarong was busy beside the stove. When she heard the footsteps at the door, she said warmly without turning her head: "You must be hungry. Go wash your hands first. The food will be ready in a while."
Chen Ping hummed, and after washing his hands, he came back and sat down obediently.
The kitchen is not big, with a small square table and two benches inside.
Mother Xiang found out the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the table. Lunch was very simple. There was gruel with only a few grains of rice in the pot, a small bowl of steamed pickles and a few sweet potatoes. There was no oil in the pickles, so they looked dry. p>
This family was really poor, Chen Ping sighed secretly.
Xiang served herself a bowl of porridge and started eating it with pickles. When she saw Chen Ping sitting there without moving his chopsticks, he felt distressed and said, "Why are you so dazed? I see how thin you are. Eat more to gain weight."<
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Chen Ping hurriedly responded, "I know, mother."
The staple food at home is basically sweet potatoes and corn tortillas. I don’t see oil stars a few times throughout the year. It would be strange for me to gain weight.
Looking at his mother, Xiang, she is about the same age as Chen Ping before his rebirth. She looks tired and has a dull complexion because of running the family. Her original beauty is only five or six points, and Chen Ping's heart can't help but be touched. Under Xiang's caring eyes, Chen Ping pretended to eat well, but suddenly thought of why his father was not here today, stopped his chopsticks and asked: "Mom, can't we wait for dad to come back for dinner?"
Xiang looked at his sensible son and explained, "Your father went to a neighboring village and won't be back until the afternoon."
Chen Ping was curious, "Why did he go to the neighboring village?"
The spring plowing season is coming soon. For farmers, almost every day they work in the fields. Only by plowing the land can they obtain food. There is no free time to enjoy the spring scenery and visit the house. It seems that this is something.
As expected, Mr. Xiang replied: "You are not young anymore. You can't guard a few acres of land like us. Your father and I have already made plans and planned to send you to the gentleman in the neighboring village to learn a few words first."
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Chen Ping wants to cry but has no tears.
If there is anyone who can still be idle during spring plowing time, it is Li Feng who always wears a long gown on weekdays because he is a scholar.
There was a lot of excitement when Li Feng was selected as a child. People from three villages and five miles around heard about it and came to congratulate him. He was highly respected.
Later, Li Feng lived up to expectations and was selected as a scholar again. However, his good luck also stopped abruptly. After failing the exam, he took the exam several times but failed, and gradually became discouraged.
Countryside people are illiterate, but they all seem to have the same desire for their children to succeed. When they go to school, they recite ancient Chinese prose and the pain of ancient poems is still vivid in their minds. Do they have to experience the devastation of the ancients again?
Chen Ping was absent-minded all afternoon.
In this era, the social status of businessmen was not as good as that of farmers. If you wanted to change the social class, the only way to change the social class seemed to be the imperial examination.
There was a conflict between his parents' expectations and the salty life Chen Ping wanted. The key was that his family did not have the money for him to attend a private school, so they compromised by asking Li Feng to teach Chen Ping.
It seems that we can only discuss this matter after my father comes back. However, the sun is almost setting in the sky, and Chen Duohai has not come back...