An unknown amount of time passed. It felt like a moment, but it also felt like a century.
Zhang Wenyuan opened his eyes and subconsciously raised his arm to block the blinding light.
After his eyes adapted to the strong light, Zhang Wenyuan was stunned. What blocked his way was not a ghost-like hand, but a thick and powerful arm. Even his legs from before were far inferior.
Zhang Wenyuan suddenly felt a wave of fear. He twisted his stiff neck and looked around. He wasn't lying on the soft bed at home, but on the brick and clay bed.
Suddenly, he let out an " Ah…" She hugged her head that was about to explode. A memory flooded in.
He remembered that he was sitting on a chair in the park when it suddenly started raining. Drenched in the rain, he was so anxious that he lost his mind and hid under a tree to avoid the rain. Because he cursed at the heavens, he was struck by lightning by the stingy heavens.
Just when he thought that he was going to die, the jade pendant he had been wearing in front of him shattered. The pearl inside suddenly absorbed a large amount of lightning, releasing a dazzling white light that sucked him into the air. Then, he rushed into the colorful passage created by the lightning.
At the other end of the passage was a continuous stretch of dark mountains. He followed the bead and floated along the mountain.
It was only when she saw a mother and daughter hugging a man lying on the ground and crying in fear that she stopped.
The man lying on the ground had a hole between his eyebrows. Blood gushed out like a fountain and flowed down his face. It was terrifying. There was a sharp stone beside his head, and the tip of the stone was stained with blood. The man must have tripped and the stone tip hit his forehead.
The man's legs twitched and his eyes started to roll up. In Zhang Wenyuan's eyes, this was a sign of death.
The woman seemed to have suddenly thought of something and gestured at the little girl. He desperately ran along the path towards the mountain behind him.
The four or five-year-old girl pressed her hand tightly against the wound that was still bleeding. Her small face was green from fear, and her small mouth was still mumbling something.
Zhang Wenyuan curiously wanted to get closer to the little girl.
However, something strange happened. The bead seemed to have been pulled by a strange force, turning into a stream of light and piercing through the wound between the man's eyebrows.
Then, the wound between the man's eyebrows began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Meanwhile, Zhang Wenyuan fell into darkness.
"You don't have to worry. He won't die yet.”An old but vigorous voice sounded.
The woman gestured again.
"Grandpa, Mom asked why your dad hasn't woken up yet.”The little girl's voice was like a translator.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that I lost too much blood previously and my body is very weak now.”
The old man was silent for a while before saying,"There is a possibility of amnesia or becoming a fool." Sigh! The head injury was very serious. It was already great that he was alive.”
The woman's body trembled violently, and her face turned pale. The little girl didn't dare to speak anymore. She tugged at her mother's clothes tightly.
As if he had thought of something angry, the old man said angrily,"It's good to become a fool. It saves me from being as useless as before and always causing trouble.”
Although the old man was ruthless, Zhang Wenyuan, who had already woken up and narrowed his eyes, could see the sorrow that flashed across the old man's face.
Actually, Zhang Wenyuan had woken up not long after the three of them entered the house. It was just that he did not know how to face this family, so he had been pretending to be asleep.
Zhang Wenyuan, who had fought hard in Feilu for several years, understood that he had been reborn. To be specific, he had borrowed a corpse to return to his soul.
The original owner of this body was also called Zhang Wenyuan, and the previous memories were his.
He was the only son. Her parents had a car accident when she was fifteen years old. Her grandmother was extremely sad and died of depression not long after. After Grandma left, Grandpa's temperament also changed greatly. He moved to the back of the mountain alone and built a wooden house beside his parents 'and grandmother's graves.
Undisciplined, he had been fooling around in the town after graduating from junior high school. With his strong body and the skills and medical skills that his grandfather had taught him in his early years, he had also created some notoriety in the town with his skills.
Later, some people organized to steal the cables from the brick factory and were arrested by the police station. He asked his family to pay 3,000 yuan to redeem it, but his grandfather didn't care. Therefore, he was locked up in the police station for three months before being released.
After coming out, he became honest and learned carpentry from the old carpenter in the village for two years.
When he was nineteen, his grandfather suddenly came down the mountain. She found a witness in the village and married him to the mute girl across the street regardless of his resistance.
After marriage, although she stopped robbing and stealing, she became addicted to gambling. He didn't know if she was afraid of him or if he had good gambling skills. In any case, there had never been a melodramatic matter of selling his house and wife, but he did not have any extra money in his hands.
Especially in the past two years. The carpentry was also abandoned. He had lost all the money his wife had spent on planting fruit trees. After returning home, he even beat his wife up. Firstly, he hated his wife for being mute and making him lose face outside. Secondly, he hated his wife for not giving birth to a son with a son.
Last night, he lost all his money, drank some wine, and heard some rumors. Then, he staggered home.
Zhang Wenyuan had taken advantage of the fact that his foot had not landed properly.
Zhang Wenyuan opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was not the two adults who were deep in thought, but the little girl who had been secretly looking at him.
The little girl was the daughter of this body. She was already four years old and still did not have a name. Yaya, yaya, yaya.
When Ya Ya saw him open his eyes, she quickly hid behind her mother. He gently tugged at the corner of the woman's clothes.
The woman was the mute wife of this body, and her name was Jiang Yazhi. However, Zhang Wenyuan had been calling out in a mute voice.
Jiang Yazhi's maiden family was the opposite family. Her parents had also died in that car accident, just like the parents of this body. She and her younger sister, Jiang Xiaomei, were left behind.
She looked up and saw that Zhang Wenyuan had woken up. She seemed very happy. He gestured at the old man sitting on the chair.
The old man was the grandfather of this body. It was said that he used to be a battlefield doctor. He participated in the war of liberation and settled down here after the liberation.
Zhang Wenyuan only knew that the old man was very skilled. Although he was about 80 years old now, it was not a problem for him to deal with two or three people alone. However, she did not know why she had been living on the mountain ever since her grandmother passed away. She did not care about her grandson anymore.
The old man turned around and placed two fingers on Zhang Wenyuan's wrist. He closed his eyes and took his pulse. "Do you know who I am?”
Zhang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment before he understood and nodded.
The old man observed for a while and asked about some symptoms. After confirming that he was fine, he stood up." You're lucky, kid. It's not a big deal. You just need to nourish yourself."”
Zhang Wenyuan looked at the old man's face and opened his mouth to call him grandfather. However, there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it no matter how hard he tried.
The old man looked at his expression and snorted. He flicked his sleeves and walked out. When he reached the door, he said,"When you can get off the brick bed, come to me and get a few pieces of medicine."”
After the old man left, Jiang Yazhi gestured at Zhang Wenyuan.
Zhang Wenyuan, who was thinking about something, was confused, but he still didn't understand what she was trying to say.
Although they had been living together for five years, there was no tacit understanding between the husband and wife. Zhang Wenyuan looked at his predecessor with disdain.
" Dad, Mom is asking you what to eat for lunch," Ya Ya quickly glanced at Zhang Wenyuan, who was frowning, and lowered her head like a little rabbit.
Yaya's actions fell into Zhang Wenyuan's eyes and made him speechless.
He couldn't help but think in a self-deprecating manner,'Predecessor, you're really impressive. Even your own daughter is so afraid of you.'
While she felt sad for him, she also gradually weakened the guilt she felt for occupying his body.
Shaking his head, he suppressed his thoughts and said,"Just make some millet porridge."
For the farmers in the north, what was scarce was not the by-products such as millet, red beans, and mung beans that could be sold at a good price in the big cities, but rice.
Most of the northern regions were dry and lacked water, and the land was barren. It was suitable for growing crops that were resistant to drought and cold, such as wheat, corn, and millet.
After the reform and opening up, with the development of science and technology, the production of wheat and corn increased rapidly. Large areas in the north were now dominated by wheat and corn. Sorghums and millet had been gradually abandoned due to their poor taste or low production. Winter wheat was planted and summer corn was harvested, rotating between two seasons a year.
Rice could not be grown in this mountainous area. If he wanted to eat, he could only buy it.
As for millet, it was also called millet here. Zhang Wenyuan remembered that he had grown some at home to make porridge.
Jiang Yazhi hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare. Yaya also hurriedly followed, as if Zhang Wenyuan was a monster. Zhang Wenyuan laughed at himself.
After all, he had just lost too much HP yesterday. Even a man made of iron could not withstand it. After a while, sleepiness hit her.
Not long after he closed his eyes, the mute's wife gently shook him awake.
He was holding a wooden tray in his hand. There were two big bowls and a shallow bamboo basket on the wooden tray.
In the bamboo basket was a tri-shaped wok helmet. It was the kind of Guokui that was known as a specialty of Shaanxi Province and was famous throughout the country. Baoji Fufeng and Qishan's Guokui were the most famous, and they were sold at various train stations or bus stations.
This place belonged to the Guanzhong area in the hinterland of Shaanxi Province and was under the jurisdiction of Xi'an. Guokui was also right in the middle of the tunnel.
There were two old bowls, one of which was filled with pickled vegetables. However, this was not called pickled vegetables, but Jiang Shui Cai. It was marinated with wild vegetables.
The other bowl was porridge, but it looked like there was less soup. It wasn't that the mute wife was abusing him and was unwilling to give him food. There was a story behind it.
During the war, there was a family where all the men had been conscripted to fight the war. Only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were left at home.
His wife was very filial and took care of the farm work alone. She even washed her mother-in-law's clothes and cooked for her. Every night, she brought water to her mother-in-law and washed her feet. She mainly ate millet. Every time, she would only make some soup for herself and leave the rice for her mother-in-law.
However, the strange thing was that the mother-in-law was getting thinner and thinner, while the daughter-in-law was getting fatter and fairer.
Therefore, someone asked her mother-in-law if her daughter-in-law was abusing her.
"My wife is very filial to me. She does my laundry and cooks for me. She even washed my feet." Every time she ate, she would leave all the rice for me and only drink some soup.”
From this, people knew that the nutrition of millet was all in the soup.
After placing the wooden plate in front of Zhang Wenyuan, the mute's wife and Xiao Ya Ya sat at a low wooden table not far from the kang. There was indeed more rice than soup in the bowl.
Zhang Wenyuan picked up his old bowl and took a sip of porridge. The unique taste of millet bloomed on his taste buds, along with the fragrance of little red beans. It made one's head feel light and their appetite increase.
He picked up a piece of wok helmet that was more than three centimeters thick. The outer two layers of skin were branded with oil, and the soft inner flesh was sandwiched in the middle.
He took a bite. The skin was crispy and had a faint smell of vegetable oil. The middle flesh was soft and delicious, like bread, but it was chewy and had a hint of sweetness.
He quickly finished a piece. He picked up the bowl and ate the sour and cool vegetables. He only felt full after adding another two pieces of Guokui. He patted his full stomach and felt much better.
He raised his head and bumped into Yaya, who was peeking at him again.
Little Ya Ya panicked and turned her head hurriedly.
Zhang Wenyuan looked at Xiao Ya who was about to stuff her head into a bowl that was bigger than her head and couldn't help but smile. A warm feeling spread in her heart.
Although Zhang Wenyuan also wanted the little fellow to act coquettishly in his arms, he knew that he couldn't rush it. There had to be a process. Otherwise, if it was too sudden, it would definitely arouse suspicion. People suspected that the possibility of returning to life through a corpse was indeed very small, but it was better to be safe than sorry. For the sake of safety, it was better not to do anything abnormal.
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