Chapter 1
Chapter 1
"Ji Yuan! Where have you been? You fatherless and motherless piece of wood. Why don't you go and cook?"
"You're looking for trouble so early in the morning. Who allowed you to enter the main room?!"
"Who are you crying for? Go feed the cows!"
Less than two years after graduation, Ji Yuan was hit and killed by another truck while crossing the road while trying to avoid a vehicle.
When he closed his eyes, Ji Yuan subconsciously thought, fortunately there is no pain.
Although he is so optimistic, he finds the current insults a bit unbearable to hear.
His consciousness was a little confused and he felt like an eight-year-old kid.
But it was like he was just watching coldly. He couldn't control his body and could only watch this body being beaten and scolded while doing its work.
The days rise late in winter, and the skinny little kid is just taller than the stove, so he cooks on tiptoe.
The warm stove made him unable to help but get closer to it to drive away the coldness in his body.
After breakfast was ready, my third uncle, third aunt, and cousin ate it like pigs, and the little leftovers were thrown in front of him like alms.
The little kid had a wooden face, as if unconscious, and squatted down to eat.
A pair of big feet kicked over: "Shameless thing, do you need so much firewood to cook a meal? Get out and get some firewood!"
The little kid was kicked to the ground and subconsciously protected the bowl, fearing that the bowl would break and he would be beaten again.
"It looks like a dog, hahahaha." The cousin, who was four years older than him, laughed and sat directly on the little baby, "Climb quickly, dog! Hurry up!"
Ji Yuan wanted to punch this idiot, but he couldn't do it for the time being. He could only watch the little kid being bullied and insulted by the whole family.
The little baby seemed to have become numb a long time ago. He licked the millet soup clean with great effort and went out to look for firewood in thin clothes.
In fact, he didn't use much firewood, and he didn't even eat much.
Days like this continue.
Ji Yuan finally understood why the little kid was like that.
The eight-year-old kid is also called Jiyuan.
When I was four or five years old, my mother fell ill. My father pawned all the family's pots and pans but still couldn't raise enough money, so he simply took the initiative to work as a river worker in the county, hoping to use the money to pay for his wife's medical treatment.
Unexpectedly, the county magistrate at that time not only did not give them money or food, but also detained them and forced them to work until they died in the river.
When Ji Yuan's mother heard about this, she died, leaving behind a five-year-old child.
The county magistrate was investigated and dismissed by later officials, but Xiao Jiyuan's parents never came back.
From then on, Xiao Jiyuan moved to live with his third uncle in the same village, and it has been three years now.
I heard that his uncle and aunt didn't want to raise him.
It was only after his second aunt, who had married and moved to another village, came over that he was allowed to stay.
"If my family hadn't buried your mother and later found your father's body, your parents wouldn't have been able to rest in peace! What's wrong with asking you to do some work!" The aunt said as she pinched him. Little Jiyuan didn't dodge, but endured it silently, still working with his hands.
Ji Yuan himself couldn't bear it anymore.
According to what he knew, all the remaining things in Xiao Jiyuan's house went to his third uncle's house.
The wood used in the house was also dismantled and moved to their home.
Apart from anything else, in the past three years, Xiao Jiyuan gets up the earliest and goes to bed the latest.
He did everything from washing clothes to cooking, herding cattle and farming. He never had a full meal, and his clothes were made for him by his mother before she died.
Not to mention, these insults and abuses have long gone beyond the scope of repaying a favor.
Little Jiyuan lowered his head and couldn't even cry.
The winter is getting colder.
Xiao Jiyuan tried to curl up his body and said the first sentence.
"I'm so hungry."
"I really want to have a good meal."
Little Jiyuan, who was sleeping in the woodshed, held his stomach, pulled the straw under him, and put it in his mouth to chew.
In addition to the housework, he also has to take the newly bought calf to the wealthy family in the village every day to let the wealthy family's cow feed the calf that is about to be weaned.
The snow was very heavy, and he had to go back and forth three times a day, which caused sores on his hands and feet.
He was cold and hungry, and his body was covered with wounds.
Ji Yuan became more and more silent, and was extremely disgusted with Ji Yuan's uncle's family.
This is simply abuse.
Not to mention relatives, even ordinary people would not treat a child like this.
Too bad he couldn't do anything.
I could only watch as Little Jiyuan grew weaker and weaker.
“Spring is coming.”
"It's good once it's warm."
Little Jiyuan murmured to himself after eating the straw, and the numbness in his eyes made Jiyuan feel heartbroken.
As the days go by, spring is really coming.
Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
At least the snow has melted and the sun will get warmer.
The grass in the village can also be seen green.
Another winter has passed.
"I'm so hungry."
"It would be nice if I could have a full meal."
Xiao Jiyuan said finally.
Ji Yuan was about to answer when he fell into unconsciousness and did not wake up for a long time.
Until I heard a noisy sound around me.
"The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and boundless. The sun and the moon wax and wane, and the stars are spread out."
"Zhang, Zhang." The child murmured, apparently forgetting what was below.
Ji Yuan felt like there was a warm animal nudging him, but he couldn't wake up.
With a bang, like a gavel, Ji Yuan woke up as if from a dream and immediately opened his eyes.
There was a cry in my ears, the ruler rang three times, and an old and old-fashioned voice said, "Next."
After Ji Yuan opened his eyes, he met the calf's big eyes.
The calf had been following Ji Yuan for a long time and rubbed against him affectionately.
Ji Yuan then realized that this was the calf of little Ji Yuan, and then the sound of reading aloud rang out again.
"The sky and earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast and wild."
Huang, Huang, and obviously he couldn’t recite the following ones either.
Ji Yuan looked over subconsciously and realized that when he was herding cattle, he actually came to the vicinity of the village private school.
The voice of reciting was also familiar. It was Ji Li, the cousin who often bullied Xiao Jiyuan.
I finally memorized the phases of the sun and moon, and the arrangement of the stars, but I couldn't memorize anything after that.
Ji Yuan was standing outside the window, saying directly: "Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter stores. The leap year becomes a year, and the rhythm of the sun and the moon are in tune!"
He can still recite the Thousand Character Classic.
The private school was suddenly silent, and Ji Yuan then realized something was wrong. He used to be a wandering soul around little Ji Yuan.
Even if I say it out loud, no one will be able to hear what happened today.
Also, why he could feel the calf nudging him.
Ji Yuan looked at his hands, which were obviously the body of eight-year-old Ji Yuan.
While Ji Yuan was still in a daze, the window of the private school opened from the inside, and a wrinkled face appeared. His frequent frowns made the old man look very serious. His hair was a mixture of black and white, and it could be seen that he was about fifty years old.
"Were you talking just now?" asked the old man.
In the old man's eyes, the child outside the window was very thin, but his eyes were very bright. He was holding the calf's rope with one hand and standing there with the other hand, looking as if he was stupid.
"Ji Yuan, what are you saying? The teacher is testing me!" Ji Yuan's cousin was angry and embarrassed.
Mr. Zhao taught them the lessons years ago and asked them to memorize them after the new year. He really couldn't memorize it, but Ji Yuan could!
A guy without a father or a mother actually made him look bad!
Ji Yuan subconsciously counterattacked: "You carry yours, I carry mine, what does it have to do with you?"
Ji Yuan didn't show it on his face, but he was shocked in his heart.
He had been in a car accident in modern times for almost a month. During this period of time, he watched Xiao Jiyuan's life. He thought that as a wandering soul, he could just watch Xiao Jiyuan.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiyuan was already dead.
I thought I could just hold on through the winter, but I didn't expect it to be the last gasp.
Now it seems that this wandering soul of his in later generations has become a minor era.
Thinking about Xiao Jiyuan’s last wish, it was to have a full meal.
Ji Yuan was filled with grief, and the look in his eyes when he looked at his cousin Ji Li was even more angry.
Cousin Ji Li probably didn't expect Ji Yuan to refute, and was speechless for a moment.
Master Zhao looked at Ji Yuan's angry eyes, closed the window again, and said to Ji Li, "Stretch out your hand."
After three punishments with the ruler, he moved on to examine the next student.
Ji Yuan stared at the closed window of the private school, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't this fake?"
The early spring breeze blew past, making him shiver.
Just looking at Little Jiyuan’s life before, you can tell it was very hard.
Now that he has become Ji Yuan, he knows that the clothes he is wearing will not last through the winter.
Ji Yuan led the calf and thought of little Ji Yuan's wish again.
"I hope you will be reborn in my world in your next life and be a child who is spoiled by your whole family."
Ji Yuan sighed slightly, knowing that he was already a member of this world.
In this case, he must live a good life.
Don’t let your new life down.
At the same time, I will try my best to have enough food to fulfill Xiao Jiyuan’s last wish.
Ji Yuan was still herding cattle, and his cousin Ji Li, who had just returned home from school, was already furious.
Although only one of the fourteen people in the private school could barely recite the "Thousand Character Classic", he was actually interrupted by Ji Yuan.
And how could he memorize it!
He must have learned it secretly!
Before he even reached the doorstep, the thirteen-year-old Ji Li was crying at the top of his voice: "Mom! Mom! Ji Yuan bullied me! He secretly learned my Thousand Character Classic!"
"Mom, you have to make the decision for me!"
After sorting out his thoughts, Ji Yuan returned to his uncle's house and saw his aunt with angry eyes. She pointed at him with a branch and said, "You little bastard, you dare to bully my son? Kneel down!"
Only then did Ji Yuan take a good look at Aunt Ji, who was burly and had a ferocious face. The scars on her body were still aching.
Ji Yuan pretended not to see it and went straight into the kitchen.
He hadn’t prepared dinner yet, but the steamed buns that Xiao Jiyuan had made in the morning were still there.
Ji Yuan lifted the lid of the pot and stuffed the cake directly into his mouth. He then opened the jar of precious tea leaves and quickly made a cup of tea.
A bite of cake, a sip of tea, and you will feel relaxed all over.
Aunt Ji screamed, "You are such a jerk! How dare you eat cakes in front of me! Do you know who this tea is for? Just drink it!"
Ji Yuan smiled provocatively, dodged Aunt Ji's whipping while eating, and even butted Aunt Ji with his head, forcing her to take a few steps back.
Uncle Ji, who had just returned from work, was stunned and hurried over to pick up Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan didn't forget to stuff the pancakes in his pan and ate all the pancakes in the pot.
"It's your destiny! You are a jinx and a short-lived ghost! Not only do you bully my son, but you also steal food from my house. Why don't you just die?" Uncle Ji was furious. He threw Ji Yuan to the ground and kicked him.
But the Ji Yuan in front of him was not the submissive Ji Yuan before. He got up and shouted, "Uncle and Aunt, please stop fighting. I beg you to stop fighting. My previous injury is not healed yet!"
It was the time when every household in Anji Village was cooking. Many neighbors heard the noise and stretched their heads to look towards the Ji family.
What happened? Why are you screaming so loudly?
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