In the land of silence and nothingness, a ray of purple light flashed through the darkness that lasted for many years. There seemed to be a trace of consciousness left in this ray of light, conveying a hint of unwillingness intermittently:

"...can't...die...I want...to live...to live...to live...to go on..."

…

As he continued to move forward, tiny but tenacious thoughts were transmitted to all around the void, but unfortunately no one could hear them.

I don’t know how long it took. Looking from a distance, a large group of luminous bubbles appeared in front of me. As I got closer, as far as I could see, there were bubbles of various sizes. The light and shadow inside were burning, flickering, and dotted with stars.

It spreads all over the void, and you can’t see the edge at a glance.

There was a strong fluctuation in the purple light, maybe it was hope?! He locked on the largest one around and plunged into it.

In the first year of the Republic of China (AD 1912) in another world, in Changping County, Guangdong Province, the Ye family mansion was brightly lit and the servants and maids were busy running around.

In front of the door of the house in the backyard, a middle-aged man wearing a long coat, with an average build and a calm face, was running back and forth with an anxious look on his face. From time to time he stamped his feet and hit his palms with his fists.

After a while, there was a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and a woman with a kind face and simple clothes walked out, and the middle-aged man hurriedly greeted her.

"Po Wen, how is it? How is my wife? Is the child safe?"

"Mr. Ye, please relax. Your wife is in good health. The baby hasn't been born yet, but it will be soon." After saying this, he called the maid waiting in front of the door to fetch a basin of water, then turned around and went into the house and closed the door.

Door.

A streak of purple light flashed across the sky, passed through the door at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and plunged into the belly of the woman on the bed.

"Madam, please be stronger, come on, it's almost time to give birth..." There was an unclear voice in my ears. When I opened my eyes, it was dark. I felt it hard and felt that I was in a warm place. After a little thought, I understood.

understand the current situation.

Waves of sleepiness came through my mind, so I didn't resist and fell asleep according to my will.

After a long hour of waiting, a burst of instinctive baby crying came from the back room, and after a while, the door opened.

"Master Ye, mother and child are safe, it's a baby (the ancient names for babies: girls are called babies, boys are called children), congratulations!"

"Come and watch! Hahaha, I, Ye Qin, also have a son!" The servant next to him brought a tray. On the tray were two tubes of oil paper wrapped with neatly coded silver coins (currency of this era, silver dollars, silver corners, copper coins, etc.)

The purchasing power of a silver dollar is roughly equivalent to one thousand yuan in later generations. In special times, it can sometimes even be worth a month's salary of an ordinary person. The exchange ratio is 1 silver dollar = 10 silver cents, which is equal to 1,000 copper coins. The silver dollar is the ocean, so it is called so because of its geographical location.

different).

"Everyone in the house was given the same amount of money. Uncle Huan looked at Zhang Luo." After saying this, Ye Qin walked quickly into the house with a smile on his face, not mentioning the family happiness for the time being.

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The next day, just after the full moon wine, the couple sat side by side in the hall of the inner courtyard of Ye's house. Ye Qin looked leisurely and drank tea quietly.

Li Xiuli, as her name suggests, is as bright as a spring flower, as bright as an autumn moon, with a pretty face and a gentle temperament. She holds the sleeping Ye Wentian in her arms, looks at the child with doting on her face, and has a happy smile on her face. Then she looks up at Ye Wentian.

Qin: "Sir, the baby's full moon is over, it's time to name him."

"Yes. If you don't show signs of illness or weakness, it means that the full moon has passed, and you will be safe for the rest of your life."

"Yes, sir."

"Our Ye family is also a big family. From our ancestors to our generation, the number of people has become increasingly sparse. Alas... Now in my family, the eldest son died in a warlord melee and left no children.

The second child settled down in Foshan and died of illness a long time ago, leaving only one son, with whom I still have occasional contact. The third child went to work for the American Empire, but there is no news yet."

It was not the first time that Li Xiuli heard Ye Qin sigh like this, but she still couldn't help but feel melancholy because the world is so difficult. She calmed down and looked at Ye Qin:

"Sir, the kid who came to our house last year, um... I think his name is Ip Man, I think, said he was looking for martial arts. He stayed at our house for one night and left without saying a few words."

"Yes, that is the second brother's son. He should be twenty years old this year. Ip Man ~ Ip Man ~ Our family is ranked in this generation, and it is ranked in the "wen" generation. Since the second brother's family occupies the two-character "wen"

, I will add another word for heaven! Ye Wentian~When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine!"

Ye Qin stared at Ye Wentian's little face with burning eyes, his expression was a bit complicated, carrying some inexplicable emotions.

Time passed by, and five years passed in the blink of an eye.

On the bed with exquisite silk weaving, sitting cross-legged, a child with red lips and white teeth, with a delicate and cute face, could it be Ye Wentian or who else?!

It has been five years since I came to this world unknowingly. In order not to attract attention, I only started talking and walking when I was more than one year old, pretending to be a normal child and blending in with this place.

When he was three years old, he appeared to be a little bit more genius. His speech was clear and logical, and he was not as childish as a toddler. He pestered his father to ask the literate person in the government to teach him how to read and write (at this time, the fonts were mostly traditional Chinese).

Perhaps the soul has been washed by time and space and developed a second time in this body. The memory cannot be said to be photographic, but it is not far off.

For three months, he had no one to teach him how to read and write. Then he sent him away and spent every day in the study room. Ye Qin knew this and didn't say much. He just felt that his child was extremely talented and a genius.

It's been around since ancient times, so it's nothing unusual.

A few months later, I read all the books in the study and gained a little understanding of this era. It should be the early Republic of China, an era of warlords.

Similar to the original world, the historical trends are roughly the same. For example, a few years ago, the man named Yuan only served as emperor for three months, which overlaps with the original world records.

However, one day when he was three and a half years old, the family was having dinner. Uncle Huan's real name was He Jiahuan. He was about fifty years old and grew up in the Ye family's head family. Later, in order to take refuge, the head family split up and he followed Ye Qin all the way here.

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I watched Ye Qin grow up and followed Ye Qin for fourteen years after he came out. He has worked hard for the Ye family all his life and is considered loyal. Ye Qin has always been treated as an elder.

Ye Qin took Uncle Huan to eat together, but Uncle Huan refused and sat down. After the meal, they rested in the hall.

Ye Wentian sat and ate while watching Uncle Huan report the finances to Ye Qin with a ledger in hand. It was quite interesting to listen to the conversation.

While closing his eyes to rest, Ye Wentian suddenly became alert and sat up straight: "Uncle Huan, what did you just say?!"

"The day before yesterday, I was chatting with the shopkeeper of the IKEA store who delivers groceries?!"

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

"Maoshan Xuanyu's real person has passed away, and his eldest disciple Shi Jian has assumed the position of acting master, and ordered all disciples to go down the mountain to build a dojo?!"

Uncle Huan looked at Ye Wentian and touched the beard on his face, looking puzzled.
Chapter completed!