"Ah!" He screamed, and Liu Wenyang woke up from his drowsiness. His first reaction was that his headache was split. His whole head seemed to be drilled hard by an electric drill, and his skull was almost overturned.

"It seems that I can't drink that much wine anymore!" He murmured in his heart, and the scenes from last night's birthday carnival appeared in his mind.

Beer blows against bottles, cakes swaying around, frenzy figures, noisy noises... the entire KTV goes crazy.

With his eyes closed, Liu Wenyang tried to clear his head and suppress the disgusting dizziness. Then he felt that he seemed to be holding someone in his arms!

That's right, it's a person, because Liu Wenyang can feel the man's hot body temperature affectionately.

"Is it... the lady who is accompanying her in the singing room?" Liu Wenyang was surprised. The beauty was in her arms and her body temperature was still there. Thinking of the painstaking arrangements of his friends, someone was moved.

It’s a pity that I drank too much wine and didn’t remember anything. I don’t know if I had anything with this dear lady. If not, it would have let down my friends’ wishes and the overnight expenses I’ve paid... The most important thing is, I don’t know if this lady is beautiful? Well, let’s use my own hands to publicly test it out.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenyang couldn't help but reach out to touch the person beside him, "Well, this body is too thin, especially the front is like an airport, it's ordinary and uninnovative, it's simply boobs, it's dry and shriveled. Such a person can be a lady, miracle!"

After another thought, "Does this person belong to the kind of person who has no figure and looks? Then touch his face!" Liu Wenyang continued to touch.

"Hey, is this a face? It's not very smooth and a bit rough. It seems that this lady is not lucky. Yes, if she has a good life, who would come to be a lady? I've been begging her for a long time... But my buddies are too stingy, so I'll find such a guy to swear by me?"

Liu Wenyang thought indignantly while continuing to grop with his own savage hands.

"Ha, what is this? Is the mouth? It's very dry. I don't seem to have chosen the right lipstick and need to be moisturized well... And this... this... this..." Liu Wenyang was shocked suddenly and opened his eyes, but saw a beard that he reached out to touch!

That's right, it's just a beard, and it's a very low-level goatee!

Dizzy! Are you making a mistake?!

Liu Wenyang was awakened by fear, but when he saw that the lady sleeping beside him was not a beautiful lady, but a bearded man with a wretched look!

How is it possible? I actually slept with this guy all night?!

Liu Wenyang shrank his hand suddenly, and felt chill all over his body. He hurriedly checked whether he had encountered any unfortunate things, and then felt regret, anger, and a little doubt in his heart.

The goatee was not sleeping soundly, and she naturally woke up after being tossed by Liu Wenyang. He rubbed his eyes and looked on the bed. He saw Liu Wenyang looking at him with a very strange gaze.

For some reason, the goatee's tears suddenly burst out, and then grabbed Liu Wenyang's hand and said in a crying voice: "God is pitiful, Buddha, Bodhisattva, City God, you are finally awake?!"

This sentence is moderate in length and plain in words, but the tone is full of surprise, care, and indescribable... gay love!

Looking at the redness of the goatbeard's overly exaggerated eye circles in front of him, Liu Wenyang reacted: "I'll pull it! Let go!" He shook his strength, and the bed board was originally very narrow, and the goatbeard rolled off the bed like a goat.

"Oh! Oh my god! Ah!" Three consecutive screams of surprise, the goatee fell to the bed funnyly, rubbed her butt, and got up for a long time, and then looked at Liu Wenyang with a very surprised look, "A Yang, it seems that your illness has been much better. This is a very powerful move!"

If you fall like this, you will praise the strength of a man. This person’s head is filled with water?!

His head was completely awake, and in the faint light, Liu Wenyang could see clearly the specific appearance of the man. He was about thirty or forty years old. Although his facial features were quite correct, he gave people a feeling of being scattered. He had a goatee that seemed very low-level but thought he was very coquettish. The most important thing was... there was a "char siu bun" on his forehead!

No, it should be a bun to be precise!

The bun was just casually tied up, and a hairpin was inserted with a tree branch. A few strands of long hair were scattered, adding a bit of gentle charm. Then he was wearing a torn, large lace-up robe, fat pants, leggings, and a pair of hard cloth shoes. The costumes of men in the whole costume drama.

Taoist priest?!

actor?

Costume drama?!

Looking at the guy in front of him with a high bun and a ancient Taoist robe, Liu Wenyang felt dizzy.

I looked down at myself and looked at myself. I was dressed in ancient costume, a long coat with a pair of goose-style fat cotton pants. I touched my head and there was a... char siu bun!

Oh, buy it!

Someone just felt his head dizzy.

Finally, I stabilized my panicked mind, "Where is this? Who are you? Who am I?" Liu Wenyang murmured.

"A Yang, are you confused again? I said your illness has not been cured yet. The damn doctor just refused to take a look. He said that the snow was too heavy and the road was not easy to walk. I saw that he was afraid that I could not afford his medical expenses! I saw that the guy with a low eye was looking at the guy. Sooner or later, I would let him know how powerful I was!" The goatee cursed, and Liu Wenyang didn't understand a word.

Seeing that the goatee was still talking, Liu Wenyang hurriedly stopped and said, "Stop! Brother... Oh no, uncle, or uncle..." Looking at the other person's appearance, I really couldn't tell the specific age. I said thirty, it looked like forty, and it was forty, and it was like fifty. Is it the legendary aging before I got old?!

"Where is this place? Who am I? Who are you?!"

"This is your home, your name is Liu Wenyang!" The goatee looked at Liu Wenyang and said solemnly, thinking to himself, is he crazy?

Liu Wenyang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his name belonged to him, but, "Since this is my home, who are you? Why are you at my home?"

The goatee's eyes widened even wider, and looked at Liu Wenyang strangely, then touched Liu Wenyang's forehead with his hand. Liu Wenyang avoided his hand and looked at him suspiciously.

The goat's sighed and then said in an unquestionable tone: "I am your father!"..." The four words "I am your father" seemed to be mixed with boundless magic, which directly shocked Liu Wenyang.

If I remember well, I am an orphan, how could a father come out from the middle of the way?!

What have I done recently? In addition to holding a birthday party, I also participated in a toilet paper lottery in the supermarket... Could it be that it was drawn from the lottery?! Buy a roll of toilet paper and give a father?!

No! I must be dreaming!

Yes! You must be dreaming!

Liu Wenyang slapped his face hard, trying to wake him up, but everything in front of him was really hard to explain.

If this is a dream, then this dream is too realistic!

Look at what this place is, the earthen house, the shabby house, the blunt bed, and what is this thing on the head of the bed? The black pot with handles is a large tea cup? But there is a smell from the mouth... Oh no, it should be the legendary chamber pot!

My eyes swept over the oil lamp, the bench, and the "father" sitting on the bench and rubbing his butt hard as if he was digging out of an archaeological tomb!

All of this, except dreaming, has no reasonable explanation!

Liu Wenyang shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up from his dream, but suddenly, many memories that did not belong to him flashed like electricity in his head.

Liu Xian, whose courtesy name is Wenyang, is from Taohua Town, Poyang County. He is only sixteen years old and is a scholar. He slandered Lord Bo because he participated in gathering a group to make trouble. He was just dismissed from the scholar's fame by the county magistrate. Afterwards, he couldn't stand the stimulation and jumped into the river to commit suicide...

Jumping into the river and committing suicide? In the middle of winter, this guy is too good at picking the time! Even if he doesn't drown, he will freeze to death.

As for the father in front of him, Liu Wenyang's father is named: Liu Da; nicknamed Liu Banxian, Liu Shenshang; occupation: fortune teller; specialty: pretending to be a ghost.

...

"Who am I in my past and present lives?" Liu Wenyang was suddenly shocked and his consciousness was completely awake.

There is an inexplicable memory in my mind that does not belong to me, which is completely the life of another person. From childhood to adulthood, my mother died early, my father raised me, and the two depended on each other for life... every bit, clearly.

As for the time he is now---

Hongwu, twenty-eight years!

"I'm dizzy, I've really traveled through time!"

Liu Wenyang shouted loudly and fainted.

...

The north wind was howling, and the heavy snow was falling tightly. From the door of a dilapidated street, faint lights came.

The lamp oil that was about to dry up floated with dim wicks. The wicks were crackling and shining on a patient on the bed.

Liu Wenyang wanted to open his eyes, but because he had consumed too much energy before, his eyelids could not even open. In a daze, he felt that someone feeding him something, like porridge and soup, which was very bitter. He wanted to refuse to swallow, but his stomach was not good enough, and he actually ate a lot in one breath until bitter water came out of his throat. He stopped swallowing and fell asleep again.

Liu Wenyang woke up again, and was awakened by the cold night wind.

He looked up at the roof - if that was considered a roof, several holes were facing his face, and snowflakes like goose feathers fell down. What was even more disgusting was that the biting cold wind blew in from the cave, making Liu Wenyang's cheek hurt.

I tried hard to curl up and curl myself into a ball as much as possible, so that I could absorb a little warmth. I looked down at myself. The thin knot cloth cotton jacket could be directly attached to my back, and the fat cotton trousers underneath were not tied tightly, so that the cool breeze came directly along the trousers legs and drove back and forth in my crotch. The most helpless thing was that I didn’t wear any ** inside, so the egg was cold and the egg was cold...

Looking at my bed, I directly built it with a door panel, with some thatched grass in a mess, covered with a sheet on it, and lying on it, it would probably be warmer if it lasts for three days.

"Is this...my home? It's worse than a beggar's nest!" Liu Wenyang has already faced reality, but cannot face such a broken environment.

In fact, the family was still in the past, but in order to treat Liu Wenyang's illness, Liu Da, as his father, not only sold his property, but also sold the house deed. It can be said that even the house is not their own...

These are all things that Liu Wenyang doesn't know.

Outside, the biting cold wind was still whistling. Liu Wenyang curled himself into a ball, grabbed a few handfuls of thatch and stuffed it into his arms, so that it might be warmer.

Just then, the voice of conversation came from the next room.

"Brother, I'll come and see, A Yang, is he... he awake?" said a slightly stuttering voice.

An honest face immediately emerged in Liu Wenyang's mind. This person was Liu Wenyang's third uncle, and Liu Da's brother. His name was Liu Neng. He was the third child at home. As for Liu Wenyang's second uncle died prematurely because he had smallpox when he was a child, so there were only two brothers left in the Liu family.

"Oh, I woke up and fell asleep again." It was Liu Da's voice, "The doctor said that he was lucky. He jumped into the river and was not frozen to death or drowned. He just had typhoid fever, which was already lucky enough!"

"That's right, A Yang has been blessed since he was a child. However, this time he was dismissed from the scholar's fame. He thought about it for a while and couldn't think about it, so he would find a short-sighted view..."

"Tsk, we are my own brothers and I don't hide it from you. When A Yang was young, I showed him the appearance. This kid's fate is very strange, called "Pear blossoms in the east and Begonia in the west. The rain beats the pear blossoms everywhere, the life is too cheap, the fortune is thin, the fate is shallow, and it is a short life; on the contrary, a pear blossom is overwhelming, but there is no one in thousands of times, and there is a deep fortune. There is no need to seek wealth and glory. Good cannot be better than good fortune! So I wondered whether this kid's life is good or bad!"

"Haha, brother, you, you don't have to tell fortunes to A Yang... You, you are absolutely absolutely inaccurate in fortune-telling, otherwise they wouldn't call you... Liu Liu, Liu Shenshou!" Liu Neng stuttered, it seemed that he was very negative about his brother's ability to see his physiognomy.

"What are you talking nonsense! You stutter, you can't even speak neatly, and you dare to say that I can't read the picture!" Liu Da was very dissatisfied with his brother's words.

"Okay, let's count it, I'm not right. I'll go and see A Yang first."

"Look at A Yang, are you coming empty-handed?"

"How could it be? I didn't see two taels of brown rice in my arms!"

"You guy is still a little conscience... But you didn't see it by your wife?" Liu Da's tone seemed a little scared.

"Don't worry, I carried her in my arms, but she didn't know." Liu Neng said with a smile.

"That's good! Last time, my father and I ate three taels of wheat in your house, and your tigress knew that from the street to the end of the street, I almost jumped to the top of the house and shouted loudly, letting everyone in the village know that we, father and son, rely on you to support us! You must know, my son and your nephew are scholars! Do scholars know? That's the stars in the sky descend to the earth, and they might win the top scorer, become a Jinshi, and shine the lintel and the clan and the ancestors... Although I can't be a scholar now, I can't be able to study again at any time. Is this a worldly thing known? Although I don't study, I am also a fortune teller and have a status. How could I be scolded by your shrew so much that I don't want to be worthless!"
Chapter completed!