"Brother Qing, you are confused. Once a person dies and his soul returns to Yama, there is nothing left."

Zheng Quchi woke up quietly and heard a Sichuan dialect roaring in his ears.

Isn't she holding a research group meeting in S Province? When did she have a Sichuanese student among her students?

As soon as Zheng Quchifu opened her eyes, she saw a bare-armed young man squatting in front of her.

He was dressed in a strange outfit, with a navy blue jacket with a folded collar and a waist, gray trouser legs tied with strips of cloth, straw sandals, and long braids that were different from those of modern people.

Her eyes widened, and there was a vague premonition in her heart...

Take another quick look around.

The walls are made of yellow mud, with old elm as the beams and mangosteen as the rafters... It is 17.64 square meters. It is flammable and perishable. It is not insect-proof or mosquito-proof. The structural load-bearing capacity is c, and it is classified as a partially dangerous building.

She used her eyes as a tool to accurately measure the dimensions and materials of this hut...

This kind of simple and ancient building has only been seen in history museums... Her eyelids twitched violently.

Could it be that he has traveled through time?

Seeing her silence and weird expression, the young man just thought she was frightened and felt a little distressed.

"Brother, I know that my parents died, I was bullied by dysentery, and that I am a lame brother, and that a burned-out sister is relying on you to live. All these burdens are placed on you alone, just like this

The days of poverty and hardship seem to never end—"

Zheng Quchi looked at him slowly and almost vomited blood.

Is her suspected time-travel identity so tragic?

"But you should never seek death!"

Zheng Quchi couldn't accept it for a moment. At this moment, a chaotic memory flooded into her mind. After a splitting headache, she remembered it all.

When she was preparing to inspect the Xiling Gorge section of the main stream of the Yangtze River, she encountered a landslide... and probably did not have time to be rescued in the end.

...It seems that she has really traveled through time.

From the mechanical industrial civilization to a backward feudal society.

From a civil engineer, he possessed the body of a young carpenter from Daye Country.

——

"Brother, what is second brother doing?" Sang Yaomei asked.

In the spacious loess dam, Brother Sang was chopping firewood. He glanced at Brother Qing, who was rubbing his face in front of the water tank and pretending to be weird.

"If he wants to go crazy, let him go crazy."

After saying that, he picked up the firewood and used the citron on the table to get up, limping with one leg and went to the earthen stove to light the fire.

Sang Yaomei had long been accustomed to her eldest brother's hard words and soft heart, but the "second brother" who woke up surprised her.

He seemed to be different from the "second brother" before, but she couldn't tell what exactly had changed.

Zheng Quchi, who was considered "crazy", was looking at his new appearance at this moment.

Reflected in the water was a thin monkey face with dark skin, eyebrows as thick as two caterpillars, and a head of messy and fluffy savage hair... The impact of the fierce glance left her breathless.

Just like this, can she still be a girl?!

The "secret" that this young man mentioned that cannot be discovered is that she is a fake man.

She acted very carefully. She installed a fake handle on herself and put it around her waist, so that she could avoid wearing it when she accidentally came into physical contact with others.

In addition, he was born small and thin, so this matter has been kept secret all this time.

"Second brother."

"Second brother."

Sang Yaomei called her several times before Zheng Quchi came back to his senses: "What, what's wrong?"

Fortunately, she had worked in engineering for several years in Sichuan-Guizhou Province, so it was not difficult to imitate the local accent after hearing it many times. However, it had to be simple Sichuan dialect. If it was an accent from a coastal area, she would probably have to pretend to be Aba Aba.

"I'm thirsty and want some water."

Sang Yaomei, who has only reached her thigh height, is the third youngest in the family. She has an apple-shaped face and a plateau red face. She is five years old. It is said that her brain was burned out when she was a baby. She is usually normal, but will go crazy when she is stimulated.

She is stupid but very obedient.

Zheng Quchi had to take care of his family before he got used to it, but because he borrowed someone else's body to be reborn, he also had to shoulder the responsibility.

Not knowing where the water ladle was, Zheng Quchi picked up the little Lolita with his hand and asked her to put her head into the vat to drink.

"Second brother, you are so strong." She seemed surprised.

Zheng Quchi: "Huh?"

The little loli splashed in the water and giggled: "Second brother used to scream Yao Mei when he picked her up."

This young man is only about 1.5 meters tall. He is as skinny as a monkey. It is normal for him to have a hard time carrying a five-year-old child.

But why is she so relaxed?

Could it be that the strange powers from her previous life also traveled through time?

Zheng Quchi was pleasantly surprised, and his depressed mood felt a little better now.

——

On a cold night in late autumn, the three brothers and sisters were all huddled together on an earthen kang. A thin quilt made of tattered quilts covered their shoulders but could not cover their feet.

When the "whooshing" wind penetrated through the cracks in the wall, it was so cold that people could only curl up in a ball.

Zheng Quchi was cold and hungry and couldn't sleep at all.

She finally stopped worrying about anything else. The most urgent thing now was to transform her living environment.

In this area, snow can cover half of a person's body in winter, and this small shabby house cannot keep out the cold.

With her mind full of architectural books, it would not be a problem to make bricks, tiles, cement, and build a luxurious villa. The only problem is... lack of money.

Brother Qing was registered as a carpenter, but her craftsmanship was so poor that no one asked her to make furniture. The family relied on the boss to help the villagers repair some old furniture to supplement the family income.

She explored the rice vat of this family. The family of three only ate one meal a day and were almost running out of food.

At this time, her mind was filled with how to make a fortune, and she fell asleep in the middle of the night.

But not long after, she heard someone calling her: "Boy, wake up!"

Zheng Quchi felt lightheaded and immediately opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Brother Sang had a sullen face and looked outside, only to see that the originally dark and silent night had become noisy.

Pieces of fire were approaching here, and there were chaotic footsteps, accompanied by rude knocks on the door and shouts.

"Open the door. Do the people inside hear it? Open the door quickly - there is a law in Daye. All men over the age of 16 will be admitted to the preparatory camp by their registered place. Now there are fortifications in the county that need to call in carpenters urgently. Anyone who doesn't answer the door will be

You bear the consequences at your own risk.”

"You take the third child inside the house and don't come out yet. I'll go check on the situation."

With that said, he got out of bed, leaned on a stick, and limped to open the door.

"Brother..." The third child was awakened, his eyes wide with fear.

Zheng Quchi quickly hugged her: "It's okay, my second brother is here."
Chapter completed!