Chapter 3

"Yu'er!"

After the midwife and the man came home, the man knelt directly on the ground and cried bitterly, "yu'er, how did you go!"

"No! Massive bleeding!" The midwife screamed.

Wang Chong felt chilly and strange in his heart. Just after he was born, his mother did not move.

He wanted to turn around, but now he was a newborn baby and had no strength to turn his neck.

Suddenly, he felt that he had been lifted up. He finally saw the whole picture of the house. The maternal eyes on the bed widened, and he had already lost too much blood.

"It's all because of you, you evil, what use do I want you to have!" The man glared at Wang Zhong and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, this is your son." The midwife screamed in fear, but it was too late to stop.

Wang Zhong only felt a whirl, and then he was hit on the ground.

Your sister died before the beginning.

"The game is over."

Wang Zhong woke up from reality and looked at the four cold words in front of him. He wanted to swear in his heart.

"The reborn character dies and drops 500 experience." A hint came over my ear.

This is Wang Chong's first death in the game. I didn't expect to lose experience after death, but it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he died so wonderful.

"It must be when I was born. I moved too much in the womb. I should be light next time."

Wang Zhong didn't know what would happen if his experience fell away. He didn't dare to gamble, so he decided to be careful this time.

In addition, this time, it can be seen that his father is a kind of grumpy, who will throw him if he doesn't agree with him.

"It seems that we should be smarter in the future." Wang Chong thought secretly and entered the game again.

"Loading into the game..."

"Ah, my husband, my stomach... My stomach hurts..." a woman said gently.

Wang Chong in his stomach breathed a sigh of relief. Last time he kicked a few feet, his mother said it was killing me.

This time it's just that my stomach hurts a little, and the start is OK.

"Won't it be born?" The man said nervously.

"My husband, go and call the midwife quickly. I seem to have a reaction."

"Oh, right away."

This time Wang Chong can guarantee that he is absolutely motionless. Even in order not to make a man angry, he didn't cry at all when he was born.

"Congratulations, Congratulations, gave birth to a fat son. You see, I delivered so many times. The first time I saw a child born, I didn't cry. This child will be great in the future."

The midwife stared at Wang Chong in shock. Wang Chong just stared at her calmly. The midwife felt that she was stared at by the child.

"Show me." The mother took the child weakly, smiled happily, and said, "just a little thinner, my husband, you say to give our son a name."

"Hey, the eldest son died prematurely. This is our second son. Don't ask him to be rich and powerful, just ask him to be safe. Just call him Wang Erping."

"Wang Erping, good name." The midwife smiled and wiped the body of Wang Chong with warm water.

A month later, Wang Zhong figured out his family.

As he guessed, his father Wang Quancai was a scholar, but he took part in the imperial examination many times, but he never won.

In recent years, he simply did not participate in the imperial examination, and set up a local private school to teach nearby children.

Although it was in ancient times, most people are illiterate, but the learning atmosphere here is good, and everyone respects readers. Therefore, people who send their children to study generally take the initiative to give the money to Wang Quancai as reading money.

In addition, Wang Quancai and his wife grow their own fields and raise chickens, ducks and sheep, so they live a fairly rich life.

What makes Wang Zhong helpless is that his father is very good to everyone, but he is like an enemy to him. If he doesn't obey, he will fight, or fight to death.

If Wang Zhong hadn't been reborn and had good eyesight, I'm afraid he would have died long ago even if he had 99 lives.

At this time, he knew how his last son died, probably because he had been killed.

But Wang Quancai thought he was right. He often said, "the son doesn't teach the father's fault. Beating you for the father hurts you. The fiercer the beating is, the more concerned you are. You should understand."

Understand your sister.

……

Two years have passed.

There is a cute child in front of Wang's private school, but the child is a little stunted and often falls down by the wind when walking all the way.

This man is naturally Wang Zhong.

No way, half a year ago, Wang Chongcai found that although his face was inherited, it was still so handsome and handsome, but his body was very weak, and he often caught colds. If Wang Quancai's family conditions were not good, I'm afraid he would have died of illness.

"This game is a little more difficult than last time. Although he became a eunuch last time, at least before his parents died, he was still very safe and his body was also a thief. Especially when that thing was cut off, he was simply King Kong."

Wang Zhong is now considering whether he will cut in the future. Anyway, it's OK to have less meat.

But looking back, if you want to marry sun XiuXiu, forget it.

Finally I'm five years old.

During this period, in order to maintain good health, Wang Zhong ate more and was never picky about food. He was happy that Wang Quancai and his wife couldn't close their mouths, and praised his son for being sensible without them since childhood.

But what makes Wang Zhong helpless is that even if he eats a lot of vegetables and meals at once, his body is not good. He has eaten too much for several times and kept pulling for several days.

He is a doctor. Although he is a veterinarian, he also has some research on the human body, so he estimates that he should take some Chinese herbal medicine to recuperate. Moreover, he is no longer a three-year-old child now. From the age of five, he should strengthen physical exercise.

As a result, people in the village often see the children of the Wang family running and doing push ups all over the mountains.

Let alone, after a year of practice, Wang Chong felt much better.

"I said I have research on medical skills, but I just have no certificate."

At the age of seven, Wang Chong practiced his body and sat at the door whispering.

As he was saying this, he saw Wang Quancai coming towards him with a machete at home: "Er Ping."

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhong said, looking up calmly.

It's not that Wang Chong deliberately pulls his face, but that he doesn't like to laugh. His hatred from small to large makes him completely different from ordinary people psychologically.

For Wang Chong's paralyzed face, the village, including Wang Quancai and his wife, are also used to it. Wang Quancai said, "I'll go to sun yuan's house in the county to teach his son to read. It may take seven days. You stay at home with your mother. If you have nothing to do, read more books. Be obedient, you know?"

"Well." Wang Zhong said plainly.

Wang Quancai nodded with satisfaction. Although the son's face was paralyzed, he never had to worry about anything.