Fall in love with the chairman [rebirth]

Wen Moyang's eyes lingered on the pedals in front of the bed for a while, and the shoes he saw were either broken or dirty. After some mental training, he could only take a pair of muddy sandals and put them on his feet. When I saw other good shoes, I could only wear them like this.

Wen Moyang looked at the clothes and worn-out sandals on his body, thinking that it should be summer now, maybe it was because of the morning, or because he had been a ghost, and now he felt his body was very cold.

Although it was cold, Wen Moyang could still bear it.

Before going out, Wen Moyang glanced into the room and saw a lot of rotten shoes in the corner. He guessed that they should be the shoes that the adults in this family still wear, after all, those shoes are almost as rotten as the ones on his own feet.

The second is that this room is very simple, there is no cement on the ground, the muddy ground is full of holes, and a layer of wooden boards is laid on the beam that is more than one person's height above the head. There are some messy things on the wooden boards, a thick layer of dust, and many spiders. Net, the whole room is dark and dark.

There is also a table more than half a meter high in the room, which is full of dust, and some books are piled up in a mess in the drawers that are ventilated on all sides. Wen Moyang plans to flip through it later, but it should be a textbook in elementary school. Wen Moyang glanced at a few words .

Wen Moyang glanced around, then walked to the stove in silence, looked at the dirty bench, and finally gave up sitting on it.

Seeing that the fire in the stove was about to go out, I grabbed a handful of dry leaves and put them in. Then I found a relatively clean small bench in the corner, wiped it, and sat down. Only then did I have time to think about where I am now. status.

He thought about it while lighting the fire, and after thinking about it in a mess, he finally came to a conclusion: he was reborn!

Although he seldom reads novels, when he was in school, he often heard some girls who loved to read novels talk about rebirth, and after being influenced by his ears and eyes, he knew what was going on. Although he poked his nose at it at the time, but Now that this situation is really encountered, it is natural to accept it.

Although more mysterious, incredible!

The body he is currently in belongs to another person, there is no doubt about it. According to his guess, this body looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, and after touching himself a few times, he feels dry and malnourished .

After a while, I have to see where there is a mirror. I plan to see if the face of this body is good-looking. What if I am ugly and get rejected when I go to Aze?

It's a sad subject indeed.

Looking at the hands in front of him, they are thin and dark, the nails are still black and haven't been washed. I don't know if I can rub a layer of black mud off my body. Is there any lice in the hair? Wen Moyang twitched his mouth and thought .

Of course, these are not the most important thing, the important thing is that he is still alive, originally he thought that he was either reincarnated or would always follow Fu Yize's side in the form of a soul body, or his soul would be scattered, but he never thought that there would be such benefits , I couldn't even think of it, Wen Moyang was very happy, and he was very excited when he thought that he would have the opportunity to see Fu Yize again.

But now is not the time to think about these things, but to find out the specific situation of this family, who are the people, whether they are still on the earth, or in modern times, and which province this is, he needs to find out.

No matter what, Wen Moyang decided that if Fu Yize didn't exist in today's world, he planned to die again.

If you want to find out the current situation, you can't directly ask someone blatantly, otherwise it will be bad if you are suspected, and you might be caught and burned to death as a monster.

Although he felt that no one would think that this body had changed into a soul, even if it wasn't so, others would think that he was crazy.

"Put less firewood, you can't burn it if you put so much firewood, what are you doing! You just burn this little firewood for you in a few strokes like this. You are happy to burn firewood without you, 15 years old You're dead, but you're still a scholar, you can't even start a fire, you're promising!"

Just as Wen Moyang was thinking (in a daze), the old lady came in with a porcelain basin the size of a cutting board, which contained half a basin of peeled sweet potatoes. She put the sweet potatoes on the stove and walked to Wen Moyang's Bending down in front of him to look at the fire, he pulled out a few sticks that were as thick as his arms, and the stove suddenly became much brighter.

Then she muttered again, and slapped Wen Moyang on the back twice, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Fortunately, Wen Moyang could understand what the old lady said, because Wen Moyang's mother's natal family spoke with this accent. After his parents passed away, Wen Moyang was also taken to his grandfather's house to be raised for several years, so he could not only listen to what the old lady said, but Speak and write simple sentences.

"I burn hard firewood for breakfast. It's no good for you to burn those grain stalks and fern chicken grass! These firewood sticks are reserved for visitors to burn, so what do you do with so much for you to burn? I don't know what to do at all. I know how to eat when it gets dark." The saliva sprayed on Wen Moyang's head.

After the old lady chanted, she added, "Light up the stove inside and ask Tang Xiaoyuan to get up and cook pigweed!"

This sentence was obviously addressed to Wen Moyang, but Wen Moyang obviously didn't know who Tang Xiaoyuan she was talking about, so he continued to sit there and light the fire, and he felt that this old lady was hopeless and annoying, so he didn't want to bother she.

Wen Moyang wiped his hair and felt extremely disgusted, not only because the old lady sprayed on it just now, but also because he felt that this body hadn't been washed for at least a month.

Wen Moyang now seriously doubts how Yuanshen survived for 15 years under the attack of this old lady's saliva, it's unbelievable, okay?

The old lady opened the lid of the pot to see that the water was hot, so she scooped two ladles of water and poured it into the bucket by the stove, then put the lid on again, and started cutting sweet potatoes. Seeing that Wen Moyang didn't move, she started cursing again: "Oh! Sure enough! When the wings grow up, they will become stiff, and they won’t be able to move you. It’s so difficult for you to call someone else! You look like this, it’s hard to see! Wash your face! I’ve scooped up all the water for you.

There is a long table next to the stove, more than one meter wide and three meters long. A bamboo pole is hung across the wall. Went to another room.

Wen Moyang was left looking at the horrible towel in the bucket with black lines all over his face, thinking whether to hold his breath and wash his face or give up washing his face.

In the end, Wen Moyang still couldn't hold back the discomfort on his face, so he wiped his face with difficulty, and wiped away the gum from the corners of his eyes.

However, Wen Moyang felt that his face was darker than when he didn't wash it.