Chapter 9

The next day is not light, in the clear and graceful bird call, Ling Jingxuan slowly turn to wake up, hazy eyes appear a moment of confusion, until the broken roof reflected in the line of sight, Ling Jingxuan finally remembered that he had gone through the ancient times, the corner of his lips can not help but draw a self mocking arc, turn to look at the two small buns curled up beside him, silent sigh, Ling Jingxuan accepted his fate Get up.

"Dad?"

When he picked up the clothes that were basically patched and ready to put them on, he rubbed his eyes and turned over to sit up. Ling Jingxuan reached out and touched his head: "it's still early. Go to sleep again."

"Oh."

Xiao baozi nods, lies down and goes to sleep again. Ling Jingxuan can't help laughing. He leans over his face and kisses him gently. He puts on his clothes and goes out.

Lingjia village is a big village. There are more than 200 households, nearly 3000 people, and there are about 10 people in each household. If we put it in modern times, it is estimated that the family planning is busy. What are we busy with? Fine!

However, in ancient times, these people seemed to be quite normal. Some large families often had hundreds of people, which was called terror.

After cooking a pot of wild vegetable corn paste in the kitchen, Ling Jingxuan took off his coat while pondering. He casually found two straws, tied the wide cuffs and trouser legs, and ran around the house slowly. The physical fitness of this man was too poor. He did not expect to reach the level of his previous life. At least, he would not be panting?

It's wise for the original master to be able to pass the examination of Tongsheng at the age of 13. Although he has had a chaotic life in recent years, from his memory before he was 15 years old, he has probably figured out the general situation of this time and space. This is the Daqing Dynasty, not the Qing Dynasty where he is familiar with Aixin Jueluo, but the Daqing Dynasty under the command of Yan family, the emperor in power, Yan Shengzhi, No It can be said that it is an eternal emperor, but he is still a master of the golden mean.

In the past, the Qing Dynasty was peaceful. I don't know why. In recent years, wars broke out. However, Ling Jingxuan was not interested in this part. After all, whether it was the emperor or the war, it was too far away for him. Now his first thing to do is to make money and try to make two dry fried buns into super meat buns.

Thanks to the incident five years ago, the original owner was driven to the foot of Yuehua mountain. It is estimated that the people of the Ling clan would like them to die? After all, the legend about Yuehua mountain has always been mysterious and dangerous, but they will be disappointed. The former Ling Jingxuan became stupid because of being expelled, but now Ling Jingxuan thinks it's OK to stay away from the village, at least no one will disturb them, right? In the future, even if he makes any noise, he will not be afraid to be known by others.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

After daybreak, two steamed stuffed buns appeared at the door holding hands. Four eyes looked at Ling Jingxuan, who was sweating and panting.

"Hoo Hoo No, I didn't do anything, just running to exercise. Xiaowen Xiaowu, do you want to run with me to strengthen your body! "

It seems that it is still early. Ling Jingxuan doesn't stop, but looks at them in situ, although his breath has been in a mess.

"Didn't dad say he wanted to teach us self-defense?"

The little buns are crooked and blink their eyes innocently, and the big ones are also shining. In recent years, they have been bullied so much that they wish to learn 18 kinds of martial arts immediately and never be bullied or humiliated wantonly.

"Running is also one of them. You go to wash your face and gargle first. Remember to wash your teeth with salt. After that, we will run several times every day. After dinner, I will teach you self-defense."

Unexpectedly, they are still thinking about it. Ling Jingxuan smiles slightly and completely ignores the pain on his face when he says he wants to wash his teeth with salt.

"Good, brother. Let's go wash our faces and gargle."

Xiao baozi cheered, took the big Bun's hand, turned around and ran. When they came out again, Ling Jingxuan ran again. The father and son ran around their tattered thatched cottage in the rising sun. After the exercise, whatever they ate was the most delicious. They ate two big bowls and didn't wash the dishes, so they pestered him to teach them When they were good at martial arts, Ling Jingxuan had no choice but to put aside his work and teach them a simple set of Taijiquan.

"The sun is coming out. It's not a matter of practicing martial arts overnight. Don't practice for too long. I'll go to the river to have a look. If the Lord or the milk comes, remember to ask them to wait for me."

After cleaning up the house, Ling Jingxuan quietly released the crescent spring to fill the water tank, turned around and found a tattered dustpan in the backyard, and took it to go out.

"Is daddy going to catch fish?"

Seeing him with a dustpan and a bucket, the steamed buns with sweat stopped and looked at him with glowing eyes. Ling Jingxuan nodded: "well, I'll try first. If I can catch fish early, we can have a good life earlier, right?"

He still decided not to tell them about the crescent spring. In the future, it doesn't matter if they follow. He releases the crescent spring at the bottom of the water as he did yesterday, diving into the water to catch fish. Although he is really in trouble.

"Mm-hmm, Dad, you go quickly. I'll watch the house with my brother."

When he heard of the fish, he nodded his head with determination, regardless of whether he could sell it or not. At least they would not be short of fish to eat in the future, wouldn't they?"Dad, be careful. Don't go to places where the water is too deep. If you can't catch it, we'll go with you to find wild herbs. No matter how bad it is, there will be a lot of wild fruits on the mountain. They won't starve to death."

Big steamed bun is serious, his big round eyes are staring at him for a moment. No matter how important the money is, it is not as important as his father's life.

"Ha ha Don't worry, dad knows. You'll remember to close the door later. No one is allowed to open the door except ye ye milk. Do you know that? "

I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Yesterday, he took up the shrew. I'm sure she will bring a rescue soldier today. In case he is not at home, the two children will be bullied.

"Well."

The two steamed stuffed buns nodded cautiously and sent him to the door together. When they closed the door, Ling Jingxuan took the bucket and dustpan to Yuehua ditch. What he didn't know was that not long after he left, yesterday that shrew really brought her man and son to the door.