I was a young master in ancient times

"Ding-ding--" Ankang reached out to turn off the alarm clock, shook his head with messy hair like a chicken coop, lifted the quilt and got up neatly to get dressed.

The mother who was busy in the kitchen poked her head out to look at her sleepy-eyed son, and said, "Hurry up and wash up. Mom got up early this morning to buy fried dough sticks. Today, one fried dough stick and two eggs, we guarantee 100 points in the test."

Ankang squeezed the toothpaste and responded to his mother, "Mom, I am a high school student. The full score is 150. I want to get 100 points in the test. You will have to beat me when you come back. 100 points are definitely the bottom."

Ankang's mother stood in the kitchen thinking for a moment, and felt that the combination of a deep-fried dough stick and two eggs today was indeed a bit unlucky.She deftly served a bowl of millet porridge with a plate of small pickles, and with some persistence put five on the plate with the pickles.Ankang was speechless, he muttered in a low voice, "150 with millet porridge, it's yellow."

"What are you talking about? I can't keep my mouth shut when I eat, so hurry up and go to school."

The southeast wind was a bit strong, and Ankang's clothes were blown up. He pedaled his bicycle vigorously, and girls looked at him from time to time on the side of the road.He even felt that the wind blowing towards him was full of vigor.Hearing a roar, Ankang didn't have time to complain about this cool but disturbing motorcycle in his heart. The next moment, his body flew into the air, and then he lost any feeling.

When he became conscious again, the back of his head felt a dull pain.When Ankang opened his eyes, he thought that it might not be the 150 that is cold today, it should be him.I don't know if his mother's eyes are swollen from crying, she is always full of emotion.

"Kang'er, Kang'er, grandma's darling, finally woke up."

?grandmother?Didn't his grandma get sick and died when he was five years old?When Ankang saw the old woman's face clearly, he almost jumped out of bed, it was really the dead grandma. "Grandma, why are you here?"

The old woman's eyes were still red, and when she heard her grandson's question, she burst out laughing, "Grandma is here to guard my Kang'er."

"But..." Ankang was startled for a moment, he saw grandma, does this mean he is dead?This is not the world, but the underworld?Looking around again, this look directly scared Ankang into a cold sweat, and he firmly believed in the idea that this is the underworld.Antique house, wooden bed, green gauze curtains, grandma is also wearing ancient clothes. "Grandma, why are you wearing ancient clothes?" He remembered that when he went to the grave, all he burned were modern clothes, and he specially bought his grandma's favorite purple-red jacket.Is it possible that wearing ancient costumes is the trend of the underworld?

"What ancient clothes?" Grandma adjusted the clothes on her body with a smile on her brows. "This is a new dress just made last month. It's the material sent by your uncle's family from the state capital. I said I don't lack clothes, It would be great to make two more clothes for Kang'er. Your mother must do it for me. Pandan's craftsmanship is unmatched by any tailor who has a shop on the street."

Ankang understood that his grandma was beautiful in her heart.With a filial daughter-in-law, how can an old lady be beautiful?Now he is not in the mood to chatter, and he still can't accept that he is dead.The farewell to his mother in the morning was hasty. He hadn't waited for his father who was away on business to come home. He hadn't liked anyone yet, and he hadn't been able to talk about an unforgettable love.Even, there were a few girls on the roadside watching him secretly this morning.Now even the language that is always counting down makes him miss it.A few tears couldn't help but rolled down from his eyes and hit the bed.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with grandma's darling?" Grandma took Ankang's hand, almost crying with distress. "Does it hurt somewhere? Grandma will call the doctor for you."

"Grandma, am I dead?" Ankang's fear poured out along with the words, and the silent tears turned into loud tears.He hugged grandma, startled and scared in his heart.

"Bah bah bah, Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji. What did you say. Stay here well, what are you talking about?" Grandma's tone was not good, but the hand that patted Ankang's back was gentle, "Good children don't cry. Stay here. If you have a headache, grandma will find a doctor for you. In my opinion, you have to let your father put those muddy legs in jail. They are all black-hearted guys."

"Grandma, isn't this really the underworld?"

While the grandparents were talking, a lady in a goose-yellow dress entered the room and went straight to the bed, "Kang'er."

"Mom?" Ankang was taken aback. Why did his mother come here too? Isn't it really the underworld?Looking carefully at the woman in front of her, she looks like the young mother in the photo.My mother now has deep nasolabial folds and some freckles on her face, while the face of the mother in front of her is clean and fair like a girl. "Mom, did you go for a beauty treatment? Why is your skin so good?" Is the effect of beauty treatment really so good?

"Kang'er, my dear son, has suffered a crime."

"Mom, where is this place?" In an instant, conspiracy theories popped up in Ankang's mind.Maybe he is being captured for experimentation now.They want to test his inner defenses with family members, develop him into a war machine or just use him as a psychological experiment.So now there are grandmas and young moms.Mom can be cloned, so how did grandma get here?Could it be that he was being watched when he was a child?

"This is home." Wei looked at his son worriedly, with tears in his eyes, "But he broke his head? Kang'er was talking nonsense." "Xiangzhi, invite Dr. Liu here."

Dr. Liu hurried over with the little drug boy, took Ankang's pulse carefully, twitched his thin beard in thought, and only gave the possible reason for the broken head.

Ankang looked at these people busy before and after. Doctor Liu who had just given him his pulse had hot hands, and these people also walked on their feet. Therefore, he really did not go to hell after death, but to a strange place. The place.Strange place with ancient people, this can't be time travel.Oh, time travel?He is a scumbag at the bottom of Chinese, and he can only recite ancient poems that are required to be memorized in textbooks. He is a science student, so he might be able to make some inventions in ancient times?But with his shallow knowledge, he is not sure.His eyes were even darkened when it came to scheming and trickery, and his mother always suspected that he was a bit ill-intentioned.The level of playing computer games is also worth mentioning, it is the highest level among a group of brothers.But in ancient times there was no electricity.Apart from playing games, I am not interested in anything else. Is running fast counted as an advantage?In ancient times, people didn't need to run fast. There were no sports competitions here.

He has seen the things in the ancient deep-door compound in TV dramas. Dafang's second bedroom and third bedroom were fighting for family property, the young master was poisoned, and his wife had dystocia.I don't know how many wives this father has, and how many brothers and sisters he has.Judging by the clothes of his mother and grandma, as well as many servants at his disposal, this family should be very rich.After pondering left and right, fearing that his IQ would not survive two episodes, Ankang decided to pretend to be crazy and to be a not-so-smart young master.When everyone relaxed their vigilance against him, he frantically saved money to buy houses and shops. When he had saved enough money, he took his mother out to live alone, and often came back to visit grandma.In the future, we must take good care of our mother to ensure that my mother can give birth to my little brother safely.He thought about something in a mess, and even dug out from his mind the "Three Gorges" he had memorized in junior high school, "Since the Three Gorges is [-] miles away, there are mountains on both sides, and there is no defect. There are many rocks and peaks. , Hiding the sky to block out the sun, since it is midnight at Feiting Pavilion, the sun and the moon cannot be seen."

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The life of the small townspeople in ancient times.