"After eating, go for a walk. Don't sit there all the time, don't look at yourself. Can you still see your feet while standing now?"

"Um."

"I took the garbage away when I went out."

"Um."

"I probably owed you old Qin family in my previous life. I will pay off your debts in this life and serve you two uncles."

"Grandma, hahaha, my mom is talking nonsense. There is only one old man here, I am still a child."

"Good grandson, your mother didn't say nonsense. As the old saying goes, you are our young master," the mother sitting on the sofa said happily to her grandson.

"Little bastard, have you learned to arrange your father? Why are you going to seize power before your wings are hard? Yes, you are a child, why don't you help your mother wash the dishes after dinner? Just throw the dishes and touch the mouth, you will know how to play games, and you will be the whole master."

...

The family of four in the room seemed warm and sweet in the nagging of his wife. After dinner, his wife was busy cleaning the kitchen and his son was busy playing games. As the head of the family, the family tree recorded that Qin Lang, the descendant of Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao, was sitting on the balcony, sucking cigarettes slowly, staring out the window.

After smoking, Qin Lang touched his belly that was a little fat. He was in his forties. After graduating from college, a rural child was only concerned about making money. Now, his wife and children have all their warm kangs, and his body has become a little fat.

After getting dressed, he picked up the garbage bag at the door and went out to slim down. Seeing that he was not far from the trash can, Comrade Qin, who was still childish, missed his football skills again. He wanted to use the garbage bag as a football ball. The garbage bag in his hand slightly raised up, and when he lifted it up, he wanted to kick it into the trash can.

"Bang..."

"Plop..."

"Bang..."

The cute old Qin probably kicked it off in a gorgeous way because he had not exercised for many years, and the garbage bag fell to the ground intact. Qin Lang himself? He fell on the back of his head and lay straight on the ground. Qin Lang felt a pain in the back of his head. He touched it with his hands unconsciously and found a blood-red thing in front of him. Before Qin Lang was unconscious, his right hand was covered with blood and pressed on his chest. In an instant, a white light covered Qin Lang, flashing away, leaving Qin Lang lying motionlessly...

"hiss!"

I don’t know how long I lie down, but a burning feeling came from my face, which woke Qin Lang who was lying on the ground. He looked confused and touched the back of his head, which was aching, and pressed it with a bag. Qin Lang gasped in a cold breath. When he looked back, he saw that his hands were black and red. His scalp must have been broken and scarred again. The blood probably stopped!

Looking around, the sky is blue, green mountains and green trees! Where is the trash can? Where is the sky high-rise buildings? Where is the traffic? Where is the world of reinforced concrete? Has it been entered into the underworld? The environment is still so beautiful? No, no, it must be a confused head, hallucination, it must be an illusion!

Qin Lang fell back and lay down on the grass again, planning to take a break and ease.

"hiss"

The pain on the back of the head brought Qin Lang back to reality. No, definitely wrong, something must have happened!

Qin Lang was so shocked that he stood up and wanted to take two steps. But then, he slapped his garlic under his feet and fell to the ground again. He looked down and poked his feet into his trousers. He stepped on his trousers with a pair of big shoes that looked like a boat. He stretched out his hand and pulled them. The trousers were three to forty centimeters long, and the shoes were too big. He didn't know how many sizes he was. He got a pair of white and tender hands? Where did he come from? The clothes were loose and praising them, and his belly was gone. The more Qin Lang thought about it, the more he opened his mouth, he shouted: "Ghost", and almost fainted.

My legs became weak, I supported the ground with both hands, and slowly sat on the ground, and turned my hand back to give myself a mouth, which hurt, and I pinched my thighs again, but it still hurt. This is not a dream, nor is it an illusion. Everything really shows that this is reality! Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, looking at the green mountains and green trees, everything is so real.

"Where is this? Where is this? God!" He clearly walked out and took a "football" to me here. For a moment, my mind was twisting and messed up. God! Don't make this joke, okay? He walked out and walked out and slipped into the wilderness? His wife and children were warm on the kang. Everything was so beautiful. The beautiful life had just begun and ended. My old mother, my beautiful wife, my fat son...

I don’t know how long it took, but the sun-dried skin was so hot that it hurts, and the pain on the back of my head brought Qin Lang back to reality. I don’t think about it anymore. Facing the reality, let’s consider what happened. How could a middle-aged man of 1.86 meters turned into a fourteen- or five-year-old child? I feel as old as my second-grade son in junior high school. Can I go back all this? Could it be that God made me catch up with the "time travel" in the online article?

Strong white-haired poplars, piles of white bone pine, and low wormwood, standing on the hillside, looking into the distance, the towering mountains were green, Qin Lang was sure that he should be in the north, Shaanxi and Gansu. Because in his previous life, Qin Lang took his wife and children to the junction of Shaanxi and Gansu, and there were white-haired poplar trees everywhere. Thinking of this, Qin Lang squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and tears couldn't help but flow. Mother, wife, children... Where is everything?

People always have to face reality. After Qin Lang sorted out his emotions, he had roughly guessed where he was. But from dizzy in the evening, it was almost noon now, and I don’t know how many days and nights passed, and I was so hungry that I was rumbled. People always had to live first before they could consider other things. Now, the optimistic Qin Lang eliminated all distracting thoughts and had to face survival problems.

Organize your own items: large size sneakers, long floor-moving sweatpants, a dark gray round-neck pullover sweatshirt that can cover your butt, a jade tag on your neck that you have been wearing since you can remember, it is said to be a ancestral hand. There is also a solar outdoor appearance on your arm, and there seems to be something in your pocket. I quickly took it out and took a look. A folding Swiss saber knife was accompanied by an outdoor multi-functional flint pendant. Qin Lang, as a fake outdoor fan, played with these two things, but unfortunately I haven't really used them once. Disposable lighter, a box of cigarettes! No, there seems to be a pack of white objects under my feet - a bag of garbage!

Sit slowly on the ground, silently took out a cigarette with his right hand and put it into his mouth. He picked up the lighter with his left hand and lit it at the cigarette. Qin Lang took a deep breath. The smooth smoke of the past was now sucked into his mouth and swallowed it into his lungs. Qin Lang couldn't help but cough dryly, his nose mixed with tears, and pulled a silk thread along the tip of Qin Lang's chin, while Qin Lang's mouth was full of bitterness...

God, this thief, I'm so useless, I don't even bring a mobile phone! As a senior history fan, there are a lot of historical information on the mobile phone. Others travel through the system and space. If you make me a piece of garbage, you will give me a bag of garbage.

At this time, garbage is precious. Qin Lang regards it as a treasure. He quickly opened the garbage bag to see: three sprouted potatoes, four wilted peppers, and four wilted tomatoes. He took some wilted vegetable leaves after cooking at night, a hundred-fold magnifying glass that was worn by his fat son, and a box of anti-inflammatory drugs that were about to expire. Why is there a bone-cutting knife with a gap? The prodigal girl, the kitchen knife chops the bones and throws them away. Go back to the house to serve you at night!

At this time, Qin Lang was silent again. His beautiful and virtuous wife and cute fat son jumped into his heart again, and his eyes couldn't stop being sour. He silently poured out the things in the garbage bag, put the sprouted potatoes in, put the tomatoes in, put the chili in, and picked up dozens of watermelon seeds left after eating watermelon at noon, and put them in one by one. There were still a few coriander roots, and the green onion roots were also filled! Two layers of garbage bags were carefully wrapped and tied. This may be the foundation for his life in this world!

The sleeves were too long, rolled up, tied the elastic straps of the pants again, rolled up the legs layer by layer. Squat down and carefully tied the shoelaces so that the shoes that were bigger would not fall off as soon as you walk. Qin Lang held a garbage bag in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, identified the direction, and began to find a place to settle down in this world.

I silently recite in my heart, God, I must live well and live a good life to show you my life and never give in!

I must figure out what's going on!

I must find my way home!
Chapter completed!