Traveled through time with my ex-boyfriend [Chang Tian]

【The king's ghost idea】

In mid-spring in February, the weather gets warmer every day.

The mud on the river beach melted, so Ye Fan hired people to throw out mud slabs one by one, dried them in the sun, and prepared to rebuild the bacteria room.

The old fungus house was built at the north end of the village, not far from the vineyard. At that time, there were a lot of things, and two cave dwellings were dug in a hurry. The humidity and temperature were not well controlled, and Ye Fan was not very satisfied.

Now that the farming season is not yet here and the village is well-managed, he wants to build a few adobe houses according to the regulations in the rural areas of North China.

The pattern is bright, three dark and five, with doors and windows, which can control the light. The roof is flat and made of wooden rafters, soil mixed with wheat straw. At that time, a room of oilcloth is spread on the surface, and the fungus is picked off and sunned on the roof. Clean and convenient.

Fat Tuan found the drawings from the interstellar network, and Ye Fan asked Yu Sanniang to draw them with pen and ink, so that he could explain them to the brick and tile technicians.

Speaking of which, Fat Group's current authority is very low, and the information obtained is also very limited. It was the little guy who acted like a baby and begged the king for help to find out these things.

Ye Fan was afraid that it would feel inferior, so he said a lot of comforting words.

The little guy blinked and said cheerfully: "The king is here, as long as the king can find out!"

Dad's good Tuantuan, how can it be so cute!Ye Fan hugged it and kissed it, nothing was enough.

On February [-]th, the weather was fine and the sun was warm.

The villagers gathered on the river beach, fighting with mud and throwing slabs. In February weather, Ye Fan was still wearing jackets, so these people took off their outer shirts and wore only short brown clothes, sweating profusely.

There are also some strong women who push flatbed carts and transport the sun-dried adobes to the homestead one by one.

On the other side of the house, the foundation has already been dug, and only waiting for the adobe to dry and become firm can be fired to build the house.

When the masons built a flat-roofed house for the first time, they all had an attitude of learning, thinking to themselves, if this house is really as good as Ye Xiaolang said, let them pay for it, let alone wages!

Once you learn it well, you will earn a living by yourself, who can be so generous except Ye Xiaolang?

With this in mind, everyone worked extra hard.

Near noon, Aunt Yu pushed a brand-new trolley and greeted the villagers all the way.

Everyone's eyes were on the new car in unison.

This car is very strange, there are two pairs of wheels, one in front and one in the back. The armrests are curved and tilted upwards. It is light and stable, and it will not fall over wherever it is parked.

"Is it Guan Wulang from Yushuzhuang who beat him again?"

"Exactly!"

"What a skillful hand."

"The brain is also good!"

"I got paid tomorrow, so I asked my family to buy one too, and I don't know how much effort it will take to drive this to the market."

"..."

The villagers praised one after another, and Aunt Yu had a proud face, as if the one being praised was her own child.

When she and the car appeared on the construction site at the same time, everyone knew that dinner was coming.

"Auntie, what are you doing today? Fried goose eggs, or boiled goose eggs?"

"It's spring, you are hatching goose, where are there so many goose eggs for you to eat?" Aunt Yu opened the vegetable bucket, and a smell of meat came to her face.

The thick-skinned guy stretched his neck and looked into the bucket, "Oh, it's meat and vegetables!"

"Xiao Lang said that he has been busy these days, and he will make up for everyone by eating well." Aunt Yu sat aside and handed them the rice spoon, "As much as you eat, you can fill it yourself and take care of it."

The more this is the case, the more conscious everyone is, eat as much as you want, don't fight for it, and don't waste it.

Who doesn't know that the Ye family never treats the small workers harshly, and Bai Guan's meals are better than their own during the Chinese New Year, so there is really no need to lose their affection for these two things.

When everyone finished filling, there was still a small half bucket.

Aunt Yu beckoned, "Come on, there's a lot left today."

As soon as the words were finished, a group of children, big and small, rushed to the car with their bowls in their hands.

Seeing these children, Aunt Yu also liked it in her heart, with a smile on her face, "According to what Xiao Lang said, line up the team."

"En!" The little guys nodded one after another.

There were two older ones who stood up automatically, the short one at the front and the tall one at the back, male dolls gave way to female dolls—these are the rules taught by Ye Fan.

Most of these children are from poor families, and I don't know who will take the lead. As long as the Ye family cooks like this, they will bring their own bowls to eat.

But they don’t eat for nothing. They move blanks, hold firewood, peel wood, and do what they can.

The reason why they eat later than adults is that in addition to corn bread and vegetables, they can also share two eggs each. In Ye Fan's words, this is called "fairness".

Not only did the bricklayers have no objections, but they also took care of them intentionally.

This kind of kindness is passed down from generation to generation, which is the culture and strength of character bred on this land.

***

The king walked around the river beach and the construction site, and gloated, "Let's dry it, let's dry it, it will rain later, and everything will be soaked in soup."

The air-dried adobe is not afraid of water, but the freshly punched ones are not. If they are not covered in time, the whole day's work will be wasted.

The fat group automatically interpreted its words, flew back and said to Ye Fan, "The king said that it will rain soon, so we need to cover it with adobe."

"I didn't say that!" The king snorted angrily.

Fat Tuan rolled his eyes, "Your Majesty is so humble, you don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds." This sentence comes from a bedtime story that Ye Fan told it recently.

Ye Fan smiled and rode on the white deer, and went to the river beach to inform everyone.

It was noon at this time, and the sun was shining brightly, but no one believed it when it was said that it would rain.

Ye Fan is different, even if he said that there are knives in the sky, the villagers will believe it-who called him a little fairy boy!

So, holding the thatch, building the adobe, and cleaning the mould, everyone was busy, and they were going to fix it. Just about to take a breath, they heard a "click", and there was a thunder in broad daylight.

Immediately after that, a strong wind blew, and in an instant, dark clouds covered the sky, bright lightning pierced the sky, and thunder rolled, approaching from far away.

It looked like a torrential rain.

It is said that "spring rain is as expensive as oil", especially in this kind of dry place all year round, such weather is not common in spring.

For the farmers, it is a good thing - they are about to plant melons and beans, but it is a coincidence that the rain has come, so they don't have to worry about the crops growing badly.

The thunder was rumbling, and the rain was fine and thin, slanting towards the yellow land.

The villagers scattered to hide from the rain, and Ye Fan also rode a white deer and ran home.

The little donkey with a chubby belly has short limbs, but when it runs, it has an indescribable aura.

Fat Tuan crawled into Ye Fan's arms and pulled the neckline, revealing only the top of his head, "It's raining! I'm so happy!"

The little guy had a brisk tone, rubbing back and forth excitedly, Ye Fan's mood also became better.

At the foot of the eastern slope, someone was standing there holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The white dark coat, tied with a large belt of the same color, is obviously a warm color, but he looks heroic when he wears it.

Ye Fan walked through the rain curtain and saw this extraordinary man at a glance.

This is his man.

Before the person arrived, a big smiling face was raised.

"Do you want me?" The voice was clear, and it came directly to Chang'an Hou's heart.

"Yes!" He said firmly.

"Your courier, please catch it!"

Ye Fan let go of his hand and rushed towards Li Yao like a wild goose without any fear.

Li Yao raised his hand and threw the umbrella into the air. The light gray surface of the umbrella was painted with the pattern of "crossing with a reed", swirling lightly in the rain.

The owner of the umbrella stood a little lower, opened his arms without reservation, and caught the small courier that was automatically delivered to the door.

The most important express delivery in this life.

"Unfortunately, it's not takeaway." Master Chang'an Hou said in a low voice, provocative love words in a serious manner.

Ye Fan winked, "Food is better at home."

Master Chang'an Hou raised his eyebrows and wiped off the wet stains on the child's forehead.

After that, I carefully protected it, so that in this life, it will never get wet or hurt again.

It's all right to be in his arms.

***

Li Family Manor.

Ye Fan was lying on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a water-blue dress, which was new again.

Li Yao straightened his back and took a soft cloth towel to wipe his hair leisurely.

Fat Tuan sat on the table with his chubby body bent, holding a very small bone china bowl in his hand, squinting his eyes and drinking peach blossom water happily.

The beautiful little bowl and the fresh peach blossoms are specially prepared by Li Yao, so Fat Tuan loves Big Daddy even more - only a little less than Fanfan.

The king spun around and jumped up and down in the clouds, thinking that he possessed a destructive aura.

In fact, in Ye Fan's eyes, he is just a two-year-old boy with a hard mouth and a soft heart, with duplicity.

At this time, this "two-year-old boy" was having bad ideas.

Its time is running out, if you don't want to be forced to leave this plane, you have to choose a host as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, there are roughly three situations where the system is bound to the host——

The first is voluntary consultation.You love me, this situation is the most perfect, as it was the case with Li Yao and the king in the previous life.

The second type is chance and coincidence, which can be met but not sought.For example, Ye Fan and Fat Tuan.

The reason why they were able to bind was because Ye Fan's soul was separated from his body at that time and almost died; secondly, his soul was a small mushroom, and the fat group just happened to have the detection function.

The third type is forced binding.Since it is forced, there needs to be a weak side.

In the case that the first two roads are impossible, the king can only choose this one.

Getting along with each other in the previous life has given the king a deep-rooted idea - it is impossible for Li Yao to be weak.After all, he is the god of war with an arrow in his chest, who can kill thousands of enemy troops with his hands.

Therefore, the king thought of a bad move - to make himself weak.

It used to be the first generation of interstellar masterminds. Once it is on the verge of the warning line, the self-protection mechanism in the program will be forced to open, and it will automatically find the most powerful person within a certain range to bind.

The king had calculated in his previous life that the most powerful person in the entire Jin Dynasty was no one else but Li Yao.

Your Majesty made up his mind and did it!

It had been predicted that it would rain today, and that there would be thunder and lightning.

It was going back and forth in the clouds, Ye Fan and Li Yao mistakenly thought it was playing, but in fact, it was to attract lightning to themselves.

At this time, the king is in a very dangerous state - all defense modes are turned off, a small opening is opened on the top, and a lightning rod sticks out.

Hearing a loud "boom", Ye Fan's heart tightened for no reason.Li Yao also got up suddenly.

Fat Tuan threw away the small bowl and flew out in a hurry, "The king is injured! Go save it!"

Ye Fan and Li Yao hurriedly followed.

In the courtyard, a pit a few meters deep was cut out of the bluestone slab, and a raging fire was exposed in the pit, reflecting the originally dark courtyard as bright as day.

Fat Bundle rushed into the fire crying.

Ye Fan was worried about the two little guys, so he ran to the edge of the pit without thinking.

The scorching fire was reflected on the face, and the situation below could not be seen clearly, only a strange sound could be heard, as if something was burning and exploding.

"Fat Tuan, how's it going, have you found the king?"

Ye Fan leaned forward anxiously, and Li Yao carefully protected him.

I don't know why, with such a big commotion, people inside and outside the courtyard seemed to have fallen asleep, and no one came to visit.

The king was carried out of the fire by the fat group.

The small flying saucer that lost its anti-gravity equipment was very heavy, and it took a lot of effort for the fat group to drag it up.

"Fat Tuan, come over here, Dad will pull you up!"

Ye Fan was so worried that he stretched out his hand regardless, and was almost burned.

As if encouraged by his voice, Fat Tuan took a deep breath, his onion-like body swelled into a round ball, and flew up a lot.

Ye Fan saw the right moment and was about to reach out, but was held back by Li Yao.

He suddenly put his hand into the fire, and when he came out again, there was a fat ball in his hand, and a small flying saucer with a changed shape was dropped below it.

The shell of the flying saucer, which was not even afraid of cosmic rays, cracked a deep seam, and a little guy in the shape of a robot poked his head out of the seam.

He was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes, but the little guy raised his metallic mouth and smiled maliciously at Li Yao.

"Tell me... how lucky I am, to have met... the meteorite...ha, haha, really...God help me too..."

"Now...even if you don't want to bind...you can't do it..."

Li Yao frowned into a word "Chuan".

Stupid.