Restart the Disaster of Another World

When Jing Yao got up, it was still dark outside. He put on his clothes and went to the kitchen. He quickly boiled a pot of water, washed himself first, and used the remaining water to cook a bowl of plain noodles. Thinking that he had to go to the village head's house to help slaughter a pig today, he didn't delay. After a few bites, half of the noodles were gone. After eating, he washed the bowl with the noodle soup, quickly took a torch, and went out.

The place where he lived now was called Wenjiabao, which was divided into the upper and lower parts of the fort. The upper part was mostly inhabited by people with the surname Wen, who had lived here for generations. Every family was related to each other, and those of similar age were of the same generation. Even if there were some exceptions, the generational differences were not much, and everyone got along very well. The lower part of the fort was mostly inhabited by people with various surnames, who either fled here or were resettled by the government during the disaster. Although they were scattered households, they were not as united as the people in the upper part of the fort, so their strength was naturally not great. However, the people in Wenjiabao were not xenophobic, and everyone could live in peace.

Jing Yao had been here for three years, and at most he had seen a few families quarrel over trivial matters. Stealing, fighting and injuring people had never happened. It was because of this that he could live here with peace of mind.

Jing Yao originally lived in modern times. His parents divorced when he was young, and he lived with his grandmother. When he was in the first grade of junior high school, his grandmother passed away, and he was taken to his father. Under the indifference of his father, he went out to work after graduating from high school, but he didn't make any money, and the end of the world came. He awakened the space power and the wood power. Because he was just an ordinary office worker before the end of the world, he didn't have the ability to dominate the end of the world once he awakened. On the contrary, his two powers were very weak, so he had to follow the migration troops to collect supplies. Because of the role of the space power in the early stage, plus his willingness to go out and fight, he had a high physical fitness and spent a chaotic decade. During the reform in the thirteenth year, I don't know who blocked the way, and he was shot dead in a riot. I came here as soon as I opened my eyes. Not only did I not die, but I was also a few years younger.

He was like being swept into this strange world by an unknown wind. At first, he felt extremely confused and lost. After a long period of exploration and understanding, he found that this was actually a parallel time and space that was completely different from the world he originally lived in! The history of this world seemed to have a huge deviation at a certain key node, resulting in its subsequent development, geographical changes and cultural heritage showing a completely different appearance. Occasionally there are some similarities, but perhaps it is just a coincidence.

However, despite this, the overall framework and basic trend of the society are relatively consistent. For example, the hereditary monarchy system still exists, and the aristocratic families still hold absolute power; but there may be slight differences in the specific details - at least the class constraints on the lower classes are no longer as harsh as in the past, and there is no such clear-cut class division as "merchants are of low status and the gentry are at the top".

The country he was in was called Dayu Dynasty, and it had lasted for more than 600 years. Although the country had some frictions with the surrounding small states, it was far from being as tragic as wars and people's misery. Moreover, this place happened to be in the rich and fertile land of Jiangnan. Both the natural environment and the climatic conditions made Jing Yao very fond of it, and he also settled here.

But Jing Yao felt that the biggest difference was that there were no longer only two genders living here, men and women, but three genders: men, women, and Shuang'er. Men and Shuang'er looked similar in appearance, but men were taller and stronger, while Shuang'er were weaker and gentler. In addition, Shuang'er, like women, could become pregnant and give birth to children.

When Jing Yao first knew about it, he was a little surprised, but he had no experience with love, so he just sighed. As for getting to know that kind of person, he didn't have that idea for the time being.

His identity here is the son of an unmarried daughter of the Wen family. Because of a disaster in his hometown and all his relatives were lost, he was settled here by the government.

Before his mother got married, she was a likable child in the village, and everyone accepted his arrival well.

Most people sympathized with him, and when he chose to live in a shabby thatched hut, the villagers helped him repair it. They also taught him a lot of farming skills, otherwise it would be difficult for him to survive without knowing how crops grow.

Later, Jing Yao relied on his many years of experience in the apocalypse and the convenience of his spatial ability to become a hunter. Because the prey here were all ordinary small animals, he was not used to it after experiencing the apocalypse. He would catch too many if he was not careful, which made him quickly rich.

He also bought his current house. Although it is not as good as the better brick and tile houses in the village, compared with those who fled with him, his life is already very good.

Although the house was built many years ago, it is well maintained. The original owner moved away and sold the house, leaving everything behind. He also gave him a vegetable plot at the back. To be honest, if he planted all the vegetables, he would never be able to eat them all by himself, not to mention that he loves meat.

It was not far from where Jing Yao lived to where everyone else lived in the fort. He only had to walk there in ten minutes. The people of Wenjiabao lived on a branch road under the official road. Hundreds of families lived side by side, with the widest distance between them being no more than ten meters. The two closest courtyards shared a wall, so if one side shouted, the other side could hear it clearly.

There is a large threshing ground in the south. It is now past the rice harvest time. The grain has been dried and the taxes have been paid long ago. The extra rice has been sold, and the threshing ground is now empty.

Everyone had already cleared the area, which was quite empty, with only some wood piled up to dry in the sun. As long as it wasn't the rice drying season, everyone would hold any big banquets here.

Today is the apprenticeship banquet for Wen Qing, the son of Wen Lizheng. I heard that his youngest son is very smart. At the age of fifteen, he was spotted by a big steward and taught how to become a shopkeeper. Now he is nineteen years old. Not only has he graduated, but the master has also arranged for him to be in charge of a big shop in the town. So today is not only a thank-you banquet for the teacher, but also a dinner for the whole village.

Jing Yao arrived at the right time, and exchanged a few words with several uncles. When everyone was gathered, everyone went to help kill the pig. First, the pig was pulled out and pressed on the chopping board. Several young and strong men held the pig down, and the experienced butcher found the right position and cut in with a knife. The pig struggled and cried. At this time, it could not be allowed to run away, not only would it hurt people, but the pig's blood would also be spilled everywhere, so everyone tried their best to hold it down until it groaned a few times and stopped moving. After a while, seeing that the blood had almost flowed out, the butcher asked people to take the pig's blood away, and everyone let go.

"Thank you for your hard work, come and have some tea first." The headman's wife brought out the teapot, called everyone over, and poured a bowl for each person with a large bowl.

Everyone picked up their bowls and started drinking water. Jing Yao did not go over to drink water, but turned and walked to the kitchen in the backyard, found a water tank, and washed his hands. When he went out again, a person bumped into him. He looked down at the person in his arms, his delicate face full of panic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was so anxious. Are you okay?"

"fine."

The little Shuang'er quickly took a step back and almost fell down again. Just as Jing Yao was about to help her, the man ran away and went into the backyard. Jing Yao just took a look and went back to the front yard.

After returning, the pig had just been blown up, so he went to help fetch hot water and worked with an uncle to shave the pig hair. Then several people set up the pig and hung it on a tree, and the butcher cut it in half and cut it into small pieces. They then sent the meat to the kitchen, and the man's work was over.

Then it was the women's job to wash vegetables, cook and arrange the ingredients. The men put the chairs and benches in place and sat down to rest. If there was anything to do, they would be called and they would do it.

Jing Yao followed a few times and was fine at first, but gradually, everyone started to look at him. He was also very puzzled. Wasn’t it just his usual attire? Cotton shorts, black pants, a cyan purse, a purse? ? ? ?

Jing Yao took off the purse. There were a few wintersweets embroidered on the soft fabric, and two beautiful small characters "Wen Qun" in the lower right corner.

Where did the purse come from? Jing Yao was puzzled. He went to the backyard once in the morning besides helping to kill the pig. Could it be that Xiao Shuang'er's? Seeing that everyone had an expression that everyone who had experienced it understood, he was really depressed. Could he still explain it?

"Young Yao has grown up and can please Shuang'er." Seeing him staring at his purse in a daze, the village head walked over, patted his shoulder and joked.

"Uncle, it's not what you think. I'll explain it later." After saying that, he picked up his purse and walked towards the backyard.

When everyone saw that the person had run away, they started discussing the matter even more heatedly.

"It must be Qun Qun's purse, look at the embroidery, it's really good."

"Yes, the Wen Xing family has five children. They didn't say anything else but said they wanted to find someone close to Qun Qun to take care of her in the future. It looks like good things are coming soon!"

"Although Jing Yao has only been here for three years, he has a good personality, is diligent and polite."

"These two are quite a good match!"

"Yeah yeah."

The heated discussion here attracted a lot of people's attention, and soon the news spread to the front and back yards. Some people even came to congratulate Wen Xing, leaving him completely confused.

Jing Yao entered the backyard and stood at the door for a while. He was still thinking about how to go in to find someone when he saw a figure running out in a hurry. When he saw him, his face turned red.

"Brother Jingyao, that's my purse, purse." Wen Qun was just chatting with everyone in the back. The unmarried brothers didn't need to help in the kitchen, so they chatted with the married girls from the head of the village. When talking about purses, he realized that his purse was missing, and then his mother pulled him aside and asked him when he knew Jingyao. He realized that there was a big misunderstanding, so he ran out quickly to get his purse back.

Jing Yao looked at his flushed face and the sparkling eyes when he looked at the purse, and thought it was very cute. "Take a breath and speak slowly."

Wen Qun felt even more embarrassed. He was not like this usually, but he had been very panicked from just now until now, and he didn't know why, so he did things without thinking. Only then did he realize that his behavior seemed a bit rude.

After trying to calm his breath for a few times, he said, "I was in a hurry just now and didn't hold the purse firmly, so I don't know how it fell. Thank you, Brother Jing Yao, for picking it up. Can you return it to me? I will explain to everyone the misunderstanding that caused it."

"I'm also wrong. I didn't notice the purse just now, so it has been hanging on my body. That's why everyone misunderstood. I'm glad you're not angry. Let me explain!" Seeing that the other party finally calmed down, Jing Yao quickly handed over the purse.

Wen Qun thought about it and didn't refuse. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a cough.

"Ahem, Qun Qun, what are you doing?" A serious voice came, and Wen Qun was so scared that his body trembled, and the purse he had just taken fell to the ground again.

"Father." When Wen Qun saw the person coming, he lowered his head immediately.

Jing Yao picked up the purse on the ground and called out politely to the person approaching, "Second Uncle Wen."

Wen Xing looked Jing Yao up and down. Jing Yao was 1.86 meters tall, which was considered tall in this era. He was also extremely handsome and elegant, and his clothes were not sloppy. Although he didn't have parents to take care of him, he heard that he was hardworking, so he calmed down a little and asked, "Can you read?"

Jing Yao did not retreat even though he was being stared at. When he heard the question, he nodded and replied, "Yes, I went to school for a few years when my mother was alive."

This is the truth. Although he is very sure that his soul has not traveled through time and space to another person, the memories are still in his mind. Even if he doesn't have a sense of immersion, it has helped him a lot.

Wen Xing nodded. He was a famous scholar in the fort. He missed the imperial examination several times when he was young because of the mourning period. In addition to the natural disasters and man-made disasters, he simply did not take the exam again. However, he preferred scholars. All his children were literate. His eldest daughter married a scholar family. His eldest son passed the examination at a young age. Hearing that Jing Yao had studied, he did not make things difficult for him and said to Wen Qun, "Your mother is looking for you."