Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

"Ah, my kidney..."

Chen Lang closed his eyes and touched his painful waist with his trembling left hand.

I hope he was not really taken away by someone.

Oh, the women in roadside massage parlors really can’t be trusted.

"Where is this?"

Chen Lang looked around and found that this was not the ambiguous little room in the massage parlor. The whole room was cold, damp, dark, and cramped, and there was a pungent smell of mold in the air.

"You're not going to mess with northern Myanmar, are you?"

crunch...

The shabby wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and a dark and thin woman walked in holding a bowl.

"Erlang, take your medicine." The thin and dark woman said expressionlessly.

"Erlang? You might as well just call me Dalang." Chen Lang firmly believed that this was northern Myanmar, and the woman was here to drug him on the orders of that group of scammers.

Although she is dark and thin, her facial features are extremely beautiful. If she had some weight on her face, she would definitely be a great beauty.

Northern Myanmar is indeed terrible. A beautiful woman was tortured into a dark, thin and skinny old lady.

The dark and thin woman said, "My eldest brother has been dead for many years."

Chen Lang sneered: "You still have the nerve to say that, he must have been killed by you."

"Little girl, I think you were probably coerced by them. So, find me a knife. I'll go out and fight them, and you can take the opportunity to escape."

When the dark-skinned woman heard this, her entire body trembled visibly. She said, "She already hired someone to beat you up like this, and you still want to go looking for her?"

Chen Lang said excitedly: "That woman is here too? That's great, I'm looking for her."

"She set me up, bit me, and brought me to this shabby place. Even if I have to die, I will drag her down to hell with me!"

The dark and thin woman knelt on the ground with a plop and said, "Erlang, please wake up a little!"

"I am a lark in the sky, and I look down on you, a toad in the field."

Chen Lang said angrily: "Fuck, she is nothing but a lark, she is just a pheasant."

The dark and thin woman said, "Even if you are a chicken, people will look down on you."

Chen Lang was a little annoyed. "I say, what kind of magic potion did these people give you? Why are you..."

"and many more!"

"I just realized why you're wearing ancient costumes. Has the Hanfu trend spread to scammers?"

Before he could finish his words, Chen Lang suddenly felt a splitting headache and fell back onto the bed with a strange cry.

As he fell over, he kicked the thin, dark woman with his left foot.

The other person fell to the ground with the bowl.

The broken pieces of porcelain bowl cut the woman's hand and blood gushed out.

At the same time, a small head popped out from outside the door.

The little guy had a pair of bright, watery eyes. When he saw the woman lying on the ground with blood on her hands, his eyes immediately filled with tears. He shouted in fear, "Mother..."

The thin, dark woman lying on the ground turned around when she heard the sound and saw her daughter standing at the door. She shouted anxiously, "What are you doing here? Go away!"

The little guy stood stubbornly at the door, unmoved.

The thin, dark woman glanced at the bed and found that Chen Lang was rolling back and forth on the bed with his head in his hands. He probably had no time to take care of her and her daughter, so she got up, walked to the door, and left quickly with her daughter in her arms.

On the bed, Chen Lang curled up like a cooked shrimp, panting like a college student who had just finished running 800 meters.

He was not sold to Myanmar, but was directly transported through time.

They came to a dynasty called Dayan, but it had nothing to do with the Dayan recorded in history textbooks.

The young man possessed by him was also called Chen Lang. He was the second child in the family, so he was also called Erlang. He was a poor boy.

The thin, dark woman just now was not a victim of a fraud group, but the wife he married five years ago, Li Xiuzhi.

The two were typical childhood sweethearts. They got married as soon as they reached the right age. A year later, their daughter was born.

Originally, the two should have been an enviable rural couple, but everything changed when Chen Erlang passed the examination to become a student half a year ago.

Chen Erlang felt that since he had become a student, he was a person of status. Li Xiuzhi, a country girl, was not worthy of him. Moreover, she couldn't even give birth to a boy. She was a complete waste.

But Xu Mengru, the beautiful daughter of the owner of a cloth shop in the county town, is the one who is worthy of him.

As Chen Erlang thought about it, he really took this matter seriously and ran to the county town every day to see his "sweetheart".

If Li Xiuzhi dares to stop her, she will be beaten up!

Sometimes he even beats his daughter who is not even four years old!

But how could Xu Mengru possibly like Chen Erlang, a country boy?

Then a funny thing happened. Chen Erlang felt that the reason Xu Mengru didn't see him was to test his sincerity, which was a tactic of "playing hard to accept but also to reject".

But Xu Mengru felt that Chen Erlang was as annoying as a stray dog on the roadside.

The day before yesterday, Xu Mengru finally couldn't stand Chen Erlang's harassment anymore, so she called a group of thugs and beat Chen Erlang up. Chen Erlang dragged his dying body back to the village and passed away soon after.

But this bootlicker has been reincarnated, and the whole family left behind has to rely on himself to support it?

This is a feudal society with extremely low productivity. How can I, a useless person, support this family?

Chen Lang rubbed his temples, feeling that he might as well have his kidneys cut off and be sent to northern Myanmar.

This copy is ten thousand times more difficult and terrifying than the copy in northern Myanmar!

After calming down, Chen Lang felt that this copy didn't seem so scary.

I've lived a new life, why do I need a bicycle?

Besides, I have already survived the 996 workload, so this little difficulty is nothing.

Chen Lang stopped worrying about the time travel and got out of bed to find something to eat.

As soon as I went out, I heard an old woman's sharp and harsh voice: "You are a spendthrift daughter-in-law. You can't even serve your own man. What's the use of you!"

This old woman is Chen Lang’s mother in this life.

"You're a useless chicken that can't lay eggs. You're always sulking. You didn't even say hello to me when you saw me. How could our Chen family marry a jinx like you?"

This is quite an insult.

Chen Lang prepared to go over and persuade them.

As soon as I went out, I felt something was wrong.

Opposite are several tiled houses, with blue bricks and large tiles, and bright and clean windows.

The house behind him was made of thatched adobe, short and dilapidated, and didn't even have a window.

No wonder it's so cold and damp.

So the question is, as a scholar in the family, a rare student in ten villages and eight shops, why did he have such a low status in the family? He couldn't even live in a decent tiled house?

However, Chen Lang did not have the time to think about the twists and turns at the moment, because his cheap mother felt that scolding was not enough, and had already picked up the carrying pole by the door and was ready to hit someone.

Li Xiuzhi is as fragile as a piece of paper. She will fall down if the wind blows. If she is hit by a carrying pole, won't she die on the spot?

Even if you don't die, but get injured or disabled, you still have to pay for the medical expenses yourself, right?

But there was not a penny in Chen Lang's pocket!