Dingdong, water droplets leaking from the corner of the house dripped into the clay pot.

The light is dim, the temperature is cold, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of mold and herbs.

A few gray-white mushrooms emerged from the corners of the wall. The umbrella surface was smaller than the fingernails, and the stems were thinner than straws. They were drooping in dejection.

...

Alas, I can't live my life.

The thatched hut should have been renovated long ago, and it was too broken. It rained heavily outside, and it rained lightly inside. The rain outside had already stopped, and it was leaking constantly inside...

Forget it, I'm worried about eating salty radish. I don't know who lives here in the future and who loves who you love.

...

Chu Fan covered a thin quilt with broken quilt, frowned behind his neck with his hands, stared at the low and black roof in a daze. After a while, he lifted the quilt and slowly got up.

Haha, it seems that the internal and external injuries are healed, and there is no problem walking around.

He forced a smile.

The dirty upper of the cloth shoes was broken several holes, and the edges were grinning. The soles of the shoe were cold and hard like iron plates. Last year, Lao Cangtou hit a hare and begged the widow in the next village to do it. It was not that others did not do it well, but that they did not have good fabrics and had worn them for too long.

After standing up, he was spinning, and he shook and stood firmly.

Is the injury healed? That's a big trouble.

A hint of panic flashed in Chu Fan's eyes, and after thinking about it, he shook his head with a wry smile. It was probably because he had been lying for too long and suddenly got up, his cerebral ischemia, insufficient oxygen supply, and he felt a little dizzy.

He took a small step forward in a tentative way. Seeing that nothing was wrong, he felt relieved to the back wall, touched the peeling wall, and listened to it with his ears.

The whimpering sound of the wind was like a conch.

The thatched hut is supported by several large pieces of wood, and the wall is built with earth embryos. The wall is covered with bamboo wrapping around straw and then filled with mud. If it is dry, it can barely block the wind and rain. If it is strong, it will probably fly up the whole house.

Ten days ago, he smeared a thick layer of mud on the exterior wall. Unexpectedly, the autumn rain fell and many small holes were produced.

But these will have nothing to do with him in the future.

Chu Fan slowly turned out of the wing room, entered the main hall and opened the door, and could not see the little girl's shadow. After waiting for a while, he saw no movement, and then returned to bed with regret.

Haha, the sound of the water droplets is like a sad old song.

Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip d

He has been in this world for fifteen years.

As a life science graduate student who is too ordinary to be more ordinary, he was not qualified to participate in the high-end wormhole test. However, his supervisor was in poor health and was assigned temporarily. In this feat of human beings' first breakthrough in time and space, his role was only to measure the vital signs of the guinea pig.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the little mouse who has traveled through the Gate of Time and Space can still come back.

Before the big explosion, he was putting the little white mouse into the guide groove. A door between virtual and real appeared out of thin air three meters away. I don’t know what happened later, I only remember the white light in the sky.

I was lying miserably in this dim thatched hut, lying on the wooden bed that could squeak at any time after a squirm. I was seriously injured and could not move.

Fortunately, Gardenia and Lao Cangtou took care of them these days. Based on their conversation and their memories, Chu Fan gradually pieced together the current sinister situation.

This place is a remote small hill in Li State, with only three households. It is a domestic slave in Lubo, Shanyin County, commonly known as "family birth children". Parents are slaves, and children are slaves all the time they are born, and they will always be slaves for generations.

The slave did not have a surname, and he was called Afan since he was a child. It means that it is ordinary like dust and easy to raise.

Chu Fan, it was when he woke up that he gave himself a surname to commemorate his previous life.

Twenty years ago, King Li recruited troops to attack Jiguo. Afan's father followed Lubo to fight and made military contributions. According to the law, he could have been separated from slavery, but he gave the quota to a beautiful female slave in the neighboring village and became a relative of her. After Xiao Afan was born, his parents concealed it and wanted to find an opportunity to secretly send him out.

Afan was discovered when he was two years old and was punished by the government.

My father held a knife to fight against the law and was surrounded and beaten to death by officers and soldiers and Lubo's family soldiers. My mother's identity as a commoner was deprived of her and was sentenced to being a concubine of Lubo and died on the spot. Little Afan was kicked several feet away by Lubo, but unfortunately she did not die, and the word "Lu" was branded on the forehead.

The family gave birth to a child and was not as gentle as the prisoners and slaves who were always ready to escape, and rarely had any faces. Obviously, Lu Bo hated evil people very much, and only saw that it was his own property that left a cheap life.

Lao Cangtou and another family in Shanwa Aji are hard-core brothers who have been on the battlefield with Afan's father. They raise him together and are like father and son. Aji has always wanted to betroth his daughter Gardenia to Afan, but unfortunately he was not lucky enough to wait until the two children grew up. The two years ago, he and his wife got sick and left one after another.

栀子的哥哥阿土沉默寡言,三棍子揍不出一个响屁.嫂子阿花却极刻薄,嫌弃栀子在家吃闲饭.一心想把她早早嫁了收聘礼,“卖”出个好价钱.

Afan is fifteen years old this year, has a poor brain and is as thin as a bamboo pole, one head taller than an ordinary person.

He was very strong and learned a simple martial arts with Lao Cangtou. He always thought about how to help Gardenia get out of slavery. Seeing that there was no war, he secretly ran to fight for the Lu family.

A slave is an object to the master.

In order to enjoy the fun, the nobles often let slaves fight and fight. Killing slaves is not punished by a cow, and the people do not procurate the officials. The master often rewards the slaves who have won, and even makes him leave his slaves when he is happy.

Poor Afan was cut to a terrible sight when he first appeared. When Gardenia heard the news, she rushed to the mass grave outside the Lu family castle. He had been soaking in the pile of dead people for a day and a night, and his breath was gone.

The eleven-year-old girl burst into a formidable stubbornness and must take her brother home. Fortunately, Lao Cangtou and Atu caught him halfway.

Afan survived another disaster.

Gardenia and her sister-in-law had a big fight and rolled the bedding overnight to take care of them.

Lao Cangtou left two pieces of dried meat and half a jar of corn, and entered the mountain the next day. It was located on the edge of the mountain range. If you want to get some fresh wildlife and rare herbs, you can only walk deeper into the mountains.

This cramped area has a narrow shape, about fifty square miles, and belongs to Lubo, Shanyin County.

On both sides of the east and west are Xiaoshui and Tiger Jumping River, to the north is Lujia Fort, and to the south is Daishan.

There are Lu family checkpoints on the river bank and in front of Daishan, and more than 800 slaves are like trapped in the cage. Even if they escape by luck, where can the world be with them? Without the status of a commoner, they will still be arrested by the government for hard labor and even beheaded.

Therefore, they rarely escaped, and most of them never crossed Lujiabao to see the county town in their lives.

Lao Cangtou fought a war, had the ability and was knowledgeable. However, he risked his life to avoid the sentry and the beasts were miasma and looked for medicinal materials. It was not easy for him and he has not returned yet.

"Brother, is it still painful?"

A crisp and tender voice sounded, interrupting Chu Fan's random thoughts.

A thin body with a tilted shoulder and struggled to open the main hall door, carrying a large bundle of firewood in his right hand and a broken pottery bowl in his left hand.

The origin of the name of Gardenia is simply because there is a gardenia tree in front of the door, which happened to be blooming when the flowers bloomed. She and Afan are childhood sweethearts, even closer than brother and sister.

The drizzle of cow stopped in the afternoon, and the gardenia found that the brine was gone, so she went to the Lao Cangtou House, more than 500 meters away.

The five hundred meters straight distance was achieved in one go on the plain, but the five hundred meters winding muddy mountain road was probably not a simple project for the girl carrying firewood and holding bowls. It took almost two hours to return.

If the human body is not salty, it will become weak.

Slaves could not afford salt, so they could only drink brine.

Brine is an unknown liquid soaked in brine ore, bitter and astringent.

After Chu Fan was fed a big mouthful yesterday, he strongly suspected that long-term consumption would lead to chronic poisoning. The girl sniffed the remaining braised bottom like a greedy cat, but was reluctant to drink it. She added boiled water and used a linen to wipe the trauma when it cooled down.

On the edge of the mountains, there is no shortage of firewood. But Afan is not a living person and has not accumulated much.

Yesterday, the girl went to her brother Atu’s house to pick up a bundle, and immediately attracted a woman to swear and scold her. The girl could not scold her and kept wiping her tears.

That was Gardenia's vicious sister-in-law.

Chu Fan guessed that the shrew no longer expected to sell his sister-in-law for a good price, but he was full of vigilance for hollowing out his family's assets. Ethics and education have just begun in this era, and the imprisonment and discrimination against women are not severe. Before his death, Gardenia's father said clearly that his family property would be left to his daughter.

Even though they are slaves, everything belongs to the master, and they are allowed to have a little pitiful private property. Moreover, the master will not be attracted by a few old urns and a few thatched huts.

The shrew beats the mountain and shakes the tiger, and it means nothing more than that, don’t even want to take advantage of me!

This time, Gardenia abnormally did not immediately throw away her things and rushed to the sickbed to check her injuries. She first went to the stove to remove heavy firewood, then scooped water to wash her face, wiped her clothes, and then got into the inner room.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Fan stared at the dirt on her coat and asked in a deep voice.

The black and thin girl stood there for a while, her eyes gradually turned red, and she rushed to the edge of the bed and cried in tears.

"Woo...Brother Fan, I'm really useless... The road is slippery and I fell halfway. The firewood is wet, the bowl is broken, and the brine is also poured...Woo...Brother Fan, I'll make millet porridge first. After you finish drinking the porridge, I'll take the brine..."

Chu Fan's nose sore, and tears almost burst out. He raised his hands for a while before he gently fell down, touching her messy and dry hair, and comforting her softly: "It's okay... don't go."

"No, I have to go. Uncle Cang said that you have to use brine to wipe the wound three times a day so that it will not break..."

The sob girl raised her head quickly when she heard this, wiped her eyes, and looked firm.

"Don't go, have a good sleep..."

Chu Fan reiterated it and pressed his thumb against her temple.

The girl's eyes were dissipated and she fell asleep deeply.

Chu Fan lifted the quilt and staggered down the ground. He first carried the little girl to the bed with difficulty, then went to the stove to cook a pot of hot water and scooped it into the wooden bucket and carried it into the wing room, and washed the two black little feet hanging on the edge of the bed.

She had no boots, and she had to walk back and forth by barefoot. In addition to thick calluses, she also had several new and old scars.

Wipe your feet clean, straighten your body and cover it with a thin quilt, and gently untickle your hairpin.

After all this, Chu Fan took the bucket to the main hall and opened half of the door. He saw that the dusk outside was dark. After pouring water, he pulled the door bolt and the door bar, then returned to the wing room to pull out the brazier, walked through the main hall and entered the stove, and found the flint accurately in the dark.

There is a secret that no one knows. Afan's eyesight and hearing in this life are amazing. He can see the rabbits two miles away and the insects chirping a hundred meters away.

But neither Chu Fan in his previous life nor Afan in this life can live very well.

Some of the ash was removed from the brazier, and the dead leaves were placed on the sprinkle with bran. It took half an hour to make the fire grow.

During the period, the smoke was rolling, and the little girl coughed a few times in her sleep, which scared him so much that he quickly closed the door of the stove. After half of the charcoal was burning red, it probably wouldn't be extinguished. Chu Fan brought the brazier back to the sleeping wing room, holding a few dry firewood under his arm.

The red flames danced like a gorgeous demon, dispelling the coldness and humidity. Firewood burst out from time to time and burst out with sparks. Shadows were cast on the walls, bizarre, like hideous monsters, dark forests.
To be continued...