After dinner, Zhao Zhen strolled outside Zhao Jun's wooden house.

At this time, Zhao Jun was fiddling with his computer and all his personal belongings on the bed, sorting them out one by one.

In addition to a suitcase full of clothes, he brought a laptop, a pile of textbooks for elementary school classes, a large bag of medicine, toiletries and a solar charging panel.

In addition, there were a few buckets of instant noodles, a few packs of hairtail fish, a few sausages, and some small snacks like chocolate and candy; the instant noodles were for myself, and the snacks were for the children.

But in the current situation, it seems that it is better for him to eat instant noodles and snacks by himself in the future. At least when eating these things, he can recall his identity as a modern person.

Once you travel through time and become an ancient person, you will feel so sad.

Zhao Jun fumbled with his broken phone, feeling sad. The WeChat chat records with his parents, friends, and classmates were gone, and all the phone calls and text messages were gone. There was nothing left to remember him by.

"What the hell are these?"

Zhao Zhen walked into the room with his hands behind his back and looked around curiously.

Zhao Jun introduced them one by one, and suddenly said, "These books can be printed later. They cover all the basic education in elementary school and part of junior high school education. They are very helpful in promoting science education. As for these medicines, see if you can find ice to freeze them, because the shelf life is only three or four years, so they won't keep for long. There is a lot of information in the notebook. I will organize it and copy it out later. It's all good stuff."

"Your village?"

Now that I understand some things, things have naturally become more similar.

The only bad news is that I traveled through time seven years before I graduated from elementary school. If I had gone to school a few more years and been tortured by various trivial matters for a few more years, my will would have been worn away long ago.

The soft moonlight shines on our ancestors and descendants from previous lives, as if covering us with a heavy veil.

The younger you get, the fewer worries you have. School, work, and life are all filled with pressure. This feeling of exhaustion can really crush a person.

Hopefully they've had a bad time before.

Just pretend that your son never existed.

The two of them drank one glass of wine after another, talking more and more happily and getting along better. It was not long before Zhao Jun was drunk.

"In the past, was China really free from troubles and peace?"

"Xiao Sun, he said he could find corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes by going out to sea."

Zhao Jun poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile, "He hates drinking?"

Tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

That is the mind of great men and leaders.

I thought of my hometown again.

Zhao Zhen took a sip of the wine and felt that it was rather light. It should be more like grain wine than fruit wine. The palace wine had been filtered and there was no residue, but the taste was still wrong.

I put down the cup in my hand and said, "If you had a lower EQ, you would say it was your fault, but you still have to tell the truth. Brother really didn't do anything wrong. It's just that the ancients had limited cognitive capabilities. You can't blame him entirely. You can only say that he really needed to work harder in the past to avoid repeating the same mistakes."

Zhao Zhen is a grateful person, but once he knew he had traveled through time, he became a little insensitive.

Zhao Jun sighed, "Just as he said, productivity is only that small, and changing the situation of land annexation is as difficult as ascending to heaven. I have done my best, but now I have to rely on him. I have done a bad job."

Zhao Zhen had traveled through time and space and had a lot of things he wanted to talk about. Having such a bad listener allowed him to vent all the pressure he had.

When Zhao Zhen heard those words, he was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

Following Zhao Jun out of the room, there was a table and chairs placed high on the narrow lawn in the room, with several plates of food and tea placed underneath.

In his previous life, he was in charge of the period before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and even during the Long March. The great man and the leaders of the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China often quarreled, and the quarrels were quite fierce, but they never resorted to personal attacks. Instead, he always patiently reasoned with them.

"Bad, you will."

It also proves that I will give myself power in the future and demonstrate my attitude towards life.

It is to worry about you.

The atmosphere between the two people merged a lot.

But what Zhao Jun said just now made me think carefully.

"When the time comes, he will describe the style and let the craftsmen make it."

"There are not even a thousand or four hundred descendants of the Zhao family outside the village. In today's society, there's no talk of division. Neighborly relationships are basically superficial, if not entirely unrelated. But when we were older, the fun was pure. A group of friends would go swimming in the river, fishing, catching frogs, making water guns for fights, and watching TV outside other people's houses."

"Perhaps."

That longing hasn't yet sunk into my bones. When I'm wandering in a foreign land, I can still make a phone call without any thoughts. Now, when I'm wandering in ancient times, I have all the thoughts, but all that's left is despair.

Wang Shouzhong had no choice but to agree.

In the summer breeze, Zhao Zhen raised his head, raised the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the bright moon.

Zhao Zhen sat down again.

Meng Rou walked to the side of the chair, looked at it and said, "Why is it a throne? It would be useless if it didn't have a reclining chair. It would be so comfortable to lie on the grass and look at the moon."

"There's nothing bad about him. I've seen him scold this and that all the time. He was still scolding before his eyes were damaged. Today, Prince Lu is the prime minister of our family. How could he humiliate us like that?"

Zhao Jun waved to Gao He and Wang Shouzhong.

To put it simply, Gao's mentality has not changed yet.

That is not the case in my previous life. I am still a young man with no abilities, but now I am standing at the center of national power. I will have my own small achievements in the future.

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