Not to mention Jiaojiao's confusion right now. Zhao Huai, who was staying in the library, also had a look of doubt on his face.
He had a dream yesterday and suddenly dreamed of the world before he traveled through time.
He only remembered that before coming, he was carrying out an order to search the house.
The one they copied was the Feng family, the largest fortune-telling family of the time.
Their captain led the way, and he followed behind. A group of people had already gone in, and they were guarding the perimeter.
Suddenly someone shouted that someone from the Feng family had escaped, so he followed the captain and chased after the voice.
A man in black could be vaguely seen pulling a petite woman into the alley.
The man made a feint to the east and diverted most of the team members there, only he ran in another direction.
As expected, he guessed it right.
“Don’t run!”
He shouted.
The woman continued to run forward desperately.
He sighed and continued chasing.
Suddenly there was a rustling of cold wind in his ears, and then an arrow flew out from behind him with a whoosh.
In desperation, Zhao Huai tried to catch the arrow with his bare hands, but the arrow brushed past his palm like a meteor and flew towards the woman.
In a flash, he only saw a bright red light, which was extremely dazzling. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in this world.
Zhao Huai woke up from his dream and sat up, puzzled.
He had thought about the events before he came here. Why did he come back here? What happened to the woman who was being hunted? How would he get back?
At first he was eager to find the answer.
But after working on the farm for a long time, I am so tired every day that I don’t have any ideas.
Later, he gradually adapted to the place and was not so eager to go back.
After all, he was just a small fry there, with no money, no power, and no home, so it was difficult for him to make a name for himself.
But here, after those difficult years, he has a bright future.
Zhao Huai shook his head and shook off his worries.
No matter what, do the current things well first!
He got up and threw himself upon the books again.
Teacher Qian stretched himself lazily, yawned, and mumbled, "If I could stay in Daqingshan, I feel like I could live another twenty years."
Zhao Huai looked at his rosy face and agreed.
"Your complexion used to be yellow, and sometimes darker if you didn't get enough rest. Now you look much paler, you've had enough rest, and your complexion is rosy. I think you could live to fifty, not to mention twenty more years."
Teacher Qian laughed out loud, looked at his watch, and smacked his lips.
"We'll be able to have breakfast in a little while! Keep an eye on the time and don't forget to call me!"
As soon as Teacher Qian starts reading, he forgets everything.
Zhao Huai could only try his best to remind them.
Fortunately, it was time for dinner. When Lin Qiu Sheng saw that they hadn't arrived, he knew that they must have been too engrossed in reading, so he sent his grandson to call them.
The master and disciple eat, drink and sleep well here every day. More importantly, they have plenty of spiritual food, and there is a library full of books and materials for them to read.
The two of them were so happy that they didn't want to leave. Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August.
Teacher Qian and Zhao Huai left Wangjia Village reluctantly.
Fortunately, before leaving, they borrowed a load of books, and the two of them left contentedly carrying the books.
On the train, Jiaojiao took some food out of her bag, and Teacher Qian's eyes lit up. He was so busy with his books that he didn't even take the food.
Fortunately, he had a good disciple who packed him several jars of fish sauce and chili sauce made by Wang Guifen, and also brought him many specialties from Daqingshan, which made the old man so happy that he shook his head.
"Granny Gou'er said that after we finish eating, she will ask Uncle Aiguo to send some to us, and you can eat as much as you want!"
"Haha, then I won't be polite!"
Professor Qian picked up a piece of bread and scooped out a large piece of dried fish sauce from the jar, and ate it with such delicious taste.
He grumbled as he ate, "I'll arrange a field trip for you guys when I get back, and then we'll come back to Daqingshan..."
The car was moving forward and passing through Lian Province. Jiaojiao looked out the window and saw towering mountains in the distance.
She knew that she would soon meet the Jiang family.
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