On the rebirth of the scumbags

This is the first snow that Su Jin has seen since coming to this world.

It rained all night the night before, and the next day it was all white outside.The snow is not very big, mixed with fine and dense drizzle.

There was still a fog in the morning, and it looked like a fairyland at a glance.

I heard that the road going out of the village was blocked as expected. Fortunately, they bought a lot of storage for the winter before, so they are not worried at the moment.

The food in the cellar is enough for two people to survive the whole winter, plus all kinds of bacon that has been marinated in the house, there may be leftovers in spring.

It started to fall the night before, and when Zhou Hongyuan got up, he casually said that it was snowing.

I thought Brother Jin would stay in bed thinking of the law as before, but I didn't expect to be able to brush up just after hearing this sentence.

Brother Jin was still wearing a thick coat, standing under the eaves and reaching out to catch the slow snow in the sky.

"Look! It's snow!!"

Zhou Hongyuan didn't know why, didn't it snow every winter? He looked at it for so many years and thought it was the same. No matter how he looked, he couldn't see a single flower, and he couldn't see anything beautiful.

But he still followed Su Jin's eyes and looked at the few small flakes of snow in his hand, which had almost melted away. It was also the first time Zhou Hongyuan looked at the shape of snow so seriously.

His gaze slowly shifted from the snow in Su Jin's palm to his side face. Compared with when he first came here, does he seem to have grown taller? There is more flesh on his face. Maybe it's because of the cold weather that he wore thick clothes, so look I'm not as thin as before,

"How about it?"

"Hmm. It's nice."

I don't know whether Zhou Hongyuan is saying that snow looks good or people look good.

Maybe there are.

At noon, the sun finally came out, and there was a lot of noise outside, so those who naturally came out to bask in the sun, and those who hung clothes to dry, after all, it was almost Chinese New Year.Some children are running around the village wearing new clothes,

Su Jin also moved a reclining chair, and with a little force on her feet, the chair also shook slightly. There were two thick felt blankets covering her knees, and the winter sun warmed her face.

There is a small bench next to it, and on it is a plate of potato chips made according to Brother Jin's request, oh, Brother Jin said that they are called French fries.

He seems to like to eat.

"It's a pity, there are no tomatoes, otherwise, the French fries should be served with ketchup..." Su Jin picked up a hot fried potato chip, took a bite, the outside was crispy, and the inside was authentic Potato.

"It doesn't have to be ketchup, actually."

He took one of them and put it to Zhou Hongyuan's mouth, "Eat it yourself, wouldn't it taste better after frying it?"

"Uh-huh."

Su Jin's elementary school was closed as early as the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The day before the Chinese New Year, the parents of the two students even apologized to them, and confessed to Su Jin that they had a certain prejudice against Su Jin at the beginning, and even spread some bad words behind their backs at the beginning.

If it wasn't for bringing up the old matter again, Su Jin would have almost forgotten that there was a dispute with their family before.

Su Jin didn't say forgiveness very generously, and he didn't hold on to it. In fact, he didn't care about their opinions at all.

Although Su Jin hated them because they came to Zhou Hongyuan's house to pick up things at that time, but later on when their children came to attend classes together, he didn't favor one over the other.

Even in the eyes of others, he would definitely treat them differently, but he didn't. When an earthquake happened in the village behind, he waited for every child to go out before going out, and he didn't ignore any one in the whole process.

Later, he told him not to go back at night, there would be aftershocks, but in the end he still didn't believe him, and when he went back at night, the aftershocks were not very strong, so no one was injured.

After the school was built later, the villagers had more chances to get in touch with Su Jin, and they also got to know him better, not just the stereotypes they heard from others before.

Sometimes I can see Su Jin wandering around the village with her hands behind her back, teasing cats and dogs, holding a piece of dogtail grass to weave all kinds of gadgets, and occasionally humming some strange tunes with light melodies.

Su Jin has a very good personality, and almost never quarrels with others.He also doesn't accept anything from the widowed elderly in the village and those children whose parents have passed away and live with relatives.

The children who came back from his elementary school and the adults in the family recounted that Mr. Su taught them to respect the old and love the young, and taught them not to be bullying. They shook their heads and talked about what words Su Jin taught them to recognize and how to count.

It seems that I heard that so-and-so went to the town to work as an accountant after learning from him for a while.

Although it is nothing in Su Jin's eyes, in the eyes of others, it is already a very decent job.

And then many neighboring villages also sent their children here...

Su Jin couldn't do it alone, so she refused a lot. He said that he knew his level, and he couldn't teach him any profound things. At most, he let them know how to read and count.

But that's enough.

On the day of the New Year's Eve, the snow was even heavier than before, and the previous snow on the ground had not been cleaned up and was covered up again.

"Shall we build a snowman?"

Without waiting for Zhou Hongyuan to react, Su Jin ran to the courtyard and squatted down, and began to scrape the snow on the ground with her bare hands. As soon as she put her hands on it, she gasped for breath.

Zhou Hongyuan was afraid that he would catch a cold, but he said convincingly: "Snowmen should be built when there is such a heavy snowfall, otherwise it would be a waste!"

After speaking, he raised his chin and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Hongyuan.

Generally, children only like to play in the snow at a certain age. How can adults make snowmen?Zhou Hongyuan thought so, but he said again: "Whatever Brother Jin wants, let me do it."

Then the picture changed to Su Jin holding hands and directing Zhou Hongyuan.

"Yes, yes, first roll a ball. That's it."

He babbled and dictated that he should first roll a large ball for the base of the lower part, a slightly smaller one for the upper part, and pick a carrot half for a nose and a twig for an arm.

"No, no, no, roll a little more round."

Zhou Hongyuan wasn't annoyed either, he quite liked Su Jin's way of concentrating on a certain matter.

After a passable snowman was piled up, Su Jin was about to ask brother Jin how it was, and suddenly Su Jin came over and took his hand without any warning, rubbing it and breathing to warm it up.

"Look, you still say I'm frozen?"

In the end, he simply put his cold hand on his face.

"Brother Jin, don't make trouble, my hands are cold, I won't freeze you in a while."

Zhou Hongyuan quickly wanted to withdraw his hand, but was caught by Su Jin again.

"Why do you do whatever I ask you to do? If you do that, you'll only be bullied by me."

Zhou Hongyuan didn't say a word. After warming his frozen palms, he felt a numb itching. The itching spread from his palms, from every fingertip, to his chest, and then to his limbs. Baike.

As if something is about to burst out of the ground,

He couldn't help but speak

"Brother Jin..."

At this time, Su Jin also happened to speak with him in unison.

"Why are your hands so cold? There is still a warm fire in the room." He took his hand and walked inside. After two steps, Su Jin suddenly spoke.

"Happy New Year!"

Zhou Hongyuan pursed his lips, restraining the corners of his mouth from rising.

"Well, happy new year."

In the evening, we have to watch the New Year's Eve, and the two of us sit around the fire.

After a long absence, Su Jin mentioned Zhou Hongyuan his previous world.

Speaking of the prosperous economy there, the advanced technology there, his family, and the embarrassing things about him when he was a child, he talked a lot.

No matter what unbelievable words Su Jin said, Zhou Hongyuan didn't interrupt him to listen carefully.

He is undoubtedly a very qualified listener.

"I'm from the south, where there's almost no snow in winter... Well, when I was in college, I always wanted to go to other provinces, but my mother prefers that I stay in this city, so they can take care of me because they are so close."

"I've only been out of the province once. The only time was after the college entrance examination. That's the only time..."

"By the way, we still have planes there, which can fly in the sky...you can travel thousands of miles away in a few hours...isn't it amazing?"

Except for Zhou Hongyuan, he couldn't say these words in front of other people. If he said it, he would definitely be regarded as a monster or something.Even the people in Chenjiacun, including those in his elementary school, tried not to mention too much about his own world.

"Well, that's great."

Su Jin laughed out loud when talking about her family,

"My mother used to say that I'm so lazy, I don't know anything, and I will definitely not be able to find a wife in the future."

As she said that, Su Jin looked at the man next to him who was holding a stick to turn over the sweet potatoes in the fire, and the sweet potatoes were naturally for him to burn.

"Huh?" Zhou Hongyuan waited for his next words.

"Didn't I still find a virtuous wife?"

Su Jin stared at the burning fire, "Tell me, if you suddenly crossed over to me one day, would you recognize me?"

Zhou Hongyuan took a serious look at Su Jin's face illuminated by the fire, as if he wanted to carefully see every feature on Su Jin's face, the size of his eyes, and the shape of his lips.

"Yes. Yes, definitely."

Those few days in the first month are the days when we visit each other's relatives' houses.

Zhou Hongyuan and Su Jin didn't have any relatives to visit. They thought they would spend the new year peacefully, but since the first day of junior high school, people came to their door one after another, most of them were the parents of Su Jin's students.

……

In the early spring, the farm work in the field also began to pile up, plowing, sowing, and weeding, and the villagers had to be busy for a while.

Su Jin would also take the water bottle to the fields to deliver water to Zhou Hongyuan.

After many times of practice, he finally knew how to light a fire, how to build firewood so that the sparks would not go out, and he could distinguish wheat seedlings from weeds.

Standing on the ridge of the field and looking at those busy people, Su Jin can also tell whose land it belongs to, and whoever meets her when walking in the village can also call out the name.

He seems to have fully integrated into Chenjiacun, but it seems that he has not.

From time to time, Su Jin still came up with a strange sentence or two. He was still lazy, lazy when he could, and stayed in bed when he could. He still didn't know how to work in the fields.

Of course, Zhou Hongyuan also hated him to do such heavy farm work.

One night after the New Year passed, he saw Su Jin writing something, and before he passed, Su Jin hurriedly put it away.

Zhou Hongyuan didn't ask what it was, but in the next few days, he could often be seen writing like this, writing something behind his back with his special pen.

After several days, he finally couldn't bear to take such a sip.

"Ah... that."

Su Jin pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and looked at Zhou Hongyuan curiously.

"That's a secret."

Su Jin wrote a long, long, long secret letter.

He didn't show this letter to Zhou Hongyuan, because it was written for himself, or for the time traveler behind.

In the letter, he wrote everything that happened after he traveled to this world, who he met, what he experienced, what stupidity he made here, what he understood, and what he gained from it What…

Everything is so detailed that it looks like a long autobiographical novel.

The first sentence at the beginning is that I am not from this world, I have traveled through time, and the second sentence I have resurrected from the dead. If there are any time travelers who read this letter, as a senior, I should say a few words first.

Personal experience tells you that rebirth really does not increase IQ.

What kind of stuff is it in essence, even if you die hundreds of times, it will still be the same. Those who did not remember in the previous life will still not be remembered in this life, and those that could not be done in the previous life will still not be able to do in this life.

Please hide yourself well, don’t think that other people are fools, replicating modern technology to ancient times can’t be done with just a few words, many things are impossible without professional equipment and special equipment night tales...

Su Jin is not afraid of being seen by others. First of all, this is a simplified form. Secondly, if there are many critical information, or if he finds it difficult to say, he will either use pinyin or English to manually encrypt.

Not to mention whether ancient people could understand it, even a modern person might not be able to understand what his crooked words mean.

If someone can read it, they should be able to see what he wrote.

Then you will see such a wonderful traveler.

He was a good-for-nothing before time-traveling, and he is still a good-for-nothing after time-traveling. He didn’t make any progress even after being reborn. Maybe the only good thing is that he met a man who treated him well, and after being reborn, he taught a few students who were pretty good nice...

At the end of the letter he said:

I finally believe that everything is predestined.

[End of the sixth unit. 】

The author has something to say: The pre-accepted book focuses on fast travel, please collect it~

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