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In a trance, Zheng Daliang returned to modern times.

It's just that she chose a bad time to go back. It wasn't a warm childhood, nor a bittersweet teenager, but the night when she was strangled to death half a year after her parents passed away.

Everyone told her that her parents died in a car accident caused by a brake fluid leak.However, she knew that this was absolutely impossible!

The father is a good man who takes care of the family. In order to protect the safety of his wife and daughter, he carefully checks the condition of the car every time he goes out.How could he not have noticed such a serious problem of brake fluid leakage?

From the day she started to investigate the truth about her parents' death, she guessed that she might have today.It's just that she never thought that the one who came to take her life was actually the housekeeper uncle who watched her grow up...

"Miss, don't blame me! My son committed a crime, as long as I kill you, they promise to pay for me to settle it!"

who are they?Needless to say, she also understood that he was nothing more than an uncle who murdered his parents by plotting his family property.After all, it's all about money...

I vaguely heard the housekeeper's wife urging: "Hurry up! The sack...in the river..."

The man's arms around her neck were further tightened, and the strong suffocation made her eyes black...Suddenly, her nasal cavity and brain felt the pain of the river water choking in, she couldn't stand it anymore, she struggled to sit up...then...woke up ...

Rubbing his eyes, through the papered window, Zheng Daliang could see the first light of the sky outside, probably before five o'clock in the morning.

In the dark and simple thatched hut, the dilapidated wooden box next to the thatched bed is both a wardrobe and a square table, and there is a broken pottery bowl with a chip on it...

This is the layout of the bedroom that I am very familiar with after time travel, but Zheng Daliang just feels that something is wrong... It seems that he should not be in the room... Then where should she be?I can't remember anything...

While he was in a daze, the rhythmic knocking of "bang bang bang" gradually became clear in his ears, and then Ajie's gentle voice sounded outside the door.

"Da Liang, it's getting late, it's time to get up."

If I can't remember it, I don't want to, Zheng Daliang sighed, lifted the thin quilt that exudes a faint musty smell, patted his cheeks to wake him up, raised the corners of his mouth, and replied in a relaxed and cheerful voice: "I'm up, sister!"

"Hey~ breakfast is almost ready, you can eat it after washing your face, hurry up and get dressed." Sister's voice gradually moved away.

The clothes of the working people in ancient times were rough and simple, as long as they were wear-resistant and lightweight, this is especially evident in men's clothing.Wrap the chest cloth close to the body, put on a gray short hanger, and cover it with a linen shirt, fasten the upper layer of buttons, and tie a belt of the same texture.Put on the straight-leg hemp trousers and pull out the belt to fasten them.Put your calloused feet into the straw sandals, and you're done.

She moved her body, and the rough fabric that directly touched her skin still made her feel a little uncomfortable... Forget it, it's more convenient and quicker than getting up an hour earlier to put on makeup in modern times... Zheng Daliang comforted himself as he walked to the window.

By the window hung a small battered basket with six twines tied to the handle.Zheng Daliang counted the pebbles inside, then picked one from the ground and threw it in, thirteen... The thirteenth day of June in Zhongjing Calendar, in two months, she would celebrate the first anniversary of crossing.

Pull out the bolt, push open the heavy wooden door, and the moist and fresh air blows in. The weather is good today!Zheng Daliang was thinking about drying the quilt at home, while walking towards the courtyard gate made of dry wood.

The layout of Lao Zheng's house is the same as that of the whole village, even simpler.

A small courtyard is surrounded by a fence of dry branches, and the larger thatched house in the middle is the bedroom of the grandfather of the family, and also functions as a dining room, living room, and ancestral hall.

Of the two rooms on the left, the smaller one is Zheng Daliang's bedroom, which is given special treatment as her eldest grandson, and the larger one is where the older sister lives with her two younger siblings.

A simple stove is set up on the right, which is regarded as the kitchen.Some distance away from the kitchen is Zheng Daliang's newly built firewood storehouse last year, which is full of firewood, the by-product of the old Zheng's family, which is mainly exported.Various production tools are stored behind each house.

You ask about the bathroom?I'm sorry, but we don't have such high-end facilities, please dig a hole in the woods outside the backyard to solve it...

The house is already extremely simple, not to mention other things, just like not every household can afford oil lamps, and it is even more impossible for every household in a backward feudal society to have a timer, and the estimated time is basically a guess based on experience.Modern people who are used to busy life and have accurate time planning to the minute must not adapt.Therefore, there is the big wooden plate by the door that is being placed on top of the stone pile.

A straight wooden stick stuck in the middle of the wooden plate was a sundial made by Zheng Daliang himself.Unlike native sundials, it is finer, engraved in 5-minute increments.As long as it is not cloudy, it can be used under the sun and the moon. It is her only "watch" here.

He glanced at the earth clock—a quarter past five o'clock, modern time at five fifteen in the morning.Zheng Daliang turned to the small kitchen on the right, took a basin, poured clean water in the water tank outside the house, washed his face and mouth, splashed clear well water on his face, and he was completely refreshed.Walking into the kitchen, my sister Zheng Erniang was scooping porridge into two big bowls with a large spoon.

The customs of this country are different from the place where Zheng Daliang traveled, and the status of the eldest son and grandson is very important.No matter what age ranks among the children and grandchildren, once they are born, they must jump to the second page of the household registration book, and other sisters and bastards will have to be squatted down.

In this way, the original Aunt Zheng was aggrieved and became Erniang Zheng, and the remaining two younger ones were deduced by analogy.However, from the point of view of title, Zheng Daliang still feels that this change is a good thing for himself and his elder sister. She herself does not need to be Bajie, and her elder sister, a young woman, does not need to be an aunt...

Fresh wild vegetables are mixed with brown rice, and a little oil and salt are steamed out of the pot.Two fragrant black-faced steamed buns came out from the steamer next to it, and a small dish of pickles was picked up from the pickle jar. Zheng Daliang walked into his grandfather's house with his breakfast and showed a tolerant and helpless smile.

Sure enough, the reality makes the stomach, and people can eat anything when they are on the verge of starvation, and once they get used to it, it will be like that.In modern times, if this meal was placed in front of her, a former rich young lady, she would definitely not even look at it.Don't talk about her, I'm afraid ordinary people's pets won't eat these things.Now it is the best daily diet that the Zheng family can offer. If she and her grandfather hadn't gone out to work to support the family later, I'm afraid they would only have a bowl of wild vegetable porridge to drink, just like the elder sisters and younger siblings.

The door of Grandpa's room has been opened, and Zheng Daliang called out respectfully from outside the door: "Grandfather, the meal is ready, can I come in?"

"Ahem, Daliang, come in."

Zheng Daliang came in and saw that his grandfather was putting away his cigarette bag and getting off the bed slowly.She quickly put the meal on the table and went to help grandpa.

Grandpa Zheng is sixty-three this year, and he is already an old man in the world that Zheng Daliang traveled to, but in this foreign land where the average life expectancy can reach 150 years in theory, he is really not old.But his thin and dark cheeks, cloudy eyes, deep wrinkles on his forehead, and rickety figure make him look like he is over a hundred years old. The heavy pressure of life has deprived him of his vitality and destroyed his health.

"It's okay, it's okay. Daliang, eat it while it's hot. Are you going to the city to sell firewood today or go up the mountain?" Grandpa gently patted Daliang's forearm, signaling her to sit down quickly.

According to Zhongjing law, the government can allocate four acres of fertile land to males of ordinary peasant households at the age of 15.Zheng's grandfather has four acres of land and four acres of beams. The total of eight acres of land is managed by his grandfather. The food produced is barely enough for the family of five.It can be said that Zheng Daliang has replaced his elderly and frail grandfather as the pillar of the family.

"I see there is still some space in the shed. Brother Shiqiao next door is going to go hunting in the mountains today. I want to go with him, drag two trips of firewood and then catch some prawns. My sister happens to be able to embroider more handkerchiefs. Tomorrow If I go to the city again, I might be able to sell a few more copper coins!" Zheng Daliang answered his grandfather's question with a smile full of energy.

Ordinarily, Zheng Daliang's arrangement is very reasonable, but Grandpa Zheng is not feeling well: "Daliang...if it weren't for you...Grandpa...our Zheng family would really be doomed. You said that you are a rich kid... eh... ...But you want to hide and live with us through hard times... Grandpa really doesn't know how to thank you...It's all my fault..."

"Grandpa! Didn't we agree that we won't mention this in the future?!" Zheng Daliang couldn't help but blushed: "Besides, if you hadn't saved me, I... I would have fed the fish a long time ago."

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