Traveling back to ancient times to make money and raise children is also free

After I fell asleep, the boy holding the scallion pancake walked through the darkness and hurried out of the town.

After walking for about half an hour, we finally arrived in front of a dilapidated temple. There was a pile of withered grass on the ground in the temple, and a middle-aged man was lying on the grass. He looked haggard and thin, and was lying on the grass, coughing desperately. One leg was curled up, and the other leg seemed to be injured. He had no strength to move and was motionless.

The young man in the dark heard the coughing sound coming from the temple. He became anxious and ran into the temple quickly.

Hearing footsteps, the middle-aged man looked back and saw the boy coming in from outside. The moonlight fell on the boy, adding a bit of sadness. The middle-aged man coughed and said to the temple gate: "Come on, are you back?"

"Dad, it's me. I'm back," Su Lai replied as he walked quickly towards the middle-aged man.

He came to the middle-aged man, patted his back, waited for the middle-aged man's cough to ease a little, stood up and poured half a bowl of cold water from a broken ceramic bowl on the table. He handed it to the middle-aged man's mouth: "Dad, drink some water first to moisten your skin."

This young man is Su Lai, and the middle-aged man inside is his father, Su Chen, who used to be a steward for a wealthy family. He was framed and falsely accused of embezzling money from the master's family. The master broke one of his legs and did not allow him to take anything. He was thrown out, injured, and his reputation was tarnished. He had no way to find evidence to prove himself, and even his friends who used to be brothers and sisters avoided him after seeing him being kicked out. No one helped him.

Su Lai pawned the only jade pendant he had left, bought medicine and food, and hired a ox cart. He originally wanted to go to the provincial capital, but when he got here, he was penniless, and the driver made up his mind to abandon them to the side of the road and drove away.

Su Lei was penniless. With the help of others, he found this dilapidated temple, and met four beggars who helped him. With their concerted efforts, they carried Su Chen to the temple, and then he and his father lived there.

Seeing that his father's leg injury had not healed, Su Lai had not found anything to do. He was very hungry today, so he wandered around and happened to see a small house where a lot of cloth had been moved in today. There was no one guarding it, so he thought that there must be some wealth. He climbed over the wall and went in to find something to eat. He just got four steamed buns when he ran into us coming back.

I thought he would be severely beaten tonight, but I didn't expect that he would be allowed to take the steamed buns and leave. He also gave him a few scallion pancakes when he left. This will ensure that my father will not be hungry tonight. The steamed buns can be saved for tomorrow.

Su Lai leaned his father against the wall, picked up a bunch of dry branches and put them together, and carefully lit them with a flint. He boiled some hot water, put the scallion pancakes on the fire and roasted them for a while, then took out a clean broken bowl, poured out the hot water, and set it aside.

After finishing all this, he stood up and dusted off his body. He walked over and helped Su Chen up: "Dad, here are scallion pancakes and steamed buns, have something to eat."

Su Chen: "Come on, where did you get these scallion pancakes and steamed buns?"

Su Lai was silent for a while: "Someone else gave it to me."

Su Chen: "Laier, it's all your fault that your father doesn't live up to expectations. It's hard for you. Go help others with a day's work tomorrow to pay for the money for the scallion pancakes and steamed buns."

"Dad, I don't blame you. I'll go tomorrow."

The fire gradually died down. Su Lai gathered the branches a little more and added some more branches on top to make the fire bigger. This ensured that the fire would not go out all of a sudden. It was still a little cold without a fire in the spring night. With a fire, the temple would be warmer and some small animals would not come over. You would sleep more peacefully at night.

The fire in the temple made crackling sounds, accompanied by Su Chen's intermittent coughs.

Su Lai took a bundle of dry grass and placed it on the other side of the fire. He slowly spread it out with his hands, trying to make it into a bed. There was not enough dry grass, so Su Lai went outside the temple to find some more, and then he laid it out. Then he lay down sideways.

Scallion pancakes are really delicious. How long has it been since I last had them? Su Lai thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember. His family was pretty well off before. He never cared whether scallion pancakes tasted good or not.

And the family was very nice today. I hope she will give me some more tomorrow so that I can keep some for my father to eat the day after tomorrow.

I slept until the early morning. There was only residual warmth in my pocket. A gust of early morning wind blew in, bringing a slight chill.

Su Lai shuddered and woke up, then he got up and rubbed his face with cold water. He heated up some water for Su Chen, put the steamed buns on the hot water, and covered them with a bowl. He looked at his father lying on the dry grass and whispered, "Dad, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he walked towards the small town outside the temple. Some faint sighs came from the dilapidated temple behind him, but were blown away in an instant by the cool breeze at dawn.