The prosperous dynasty.

Huangjia Village.

The autumn wind is bleak, passing by the peaceful small village, and the grass and trees on the dry and hard field ridges are withered and yellow, swaying in the wind.

The rain falls, hitting the water surface, creating circles of fine lines, hitting the golden leaves, spinning down, hitting the dilapidated thatched houses, and the autumn mood is overwhelming.

In the distance, a shepherd boy rode on the back of a cow, urging the old cow and its calf toward the small mountain village.

What a wonderful rural picture.

It's just that the raindrops fell through the dilapidated thatched house and fell on Huang Tinghui's cheeks, but the taste was not pleasant.

"The high autumn wind roars in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house..."

"Curl your hair!"

Huang Tinghui, who was sitting in a dilapidated thatched house, wiped the raindrops from his cheeks and gritted his teeth.

That’s right!

Huang Tinghui traveled through time, the kind of time travel in novels.

He traveled to a dynasty called Dasheng, and based on his historical knowledge, it was almost the same as the Ming Dynasty.

The real owner of this body is also named Huang Tinghui, and he really has a "bad fate" that has been cultivated for hundreds of years!

Just thinking about this "evil fate", Huang Tinghui felt a sigh of relief in his chest.

It’s so uncomfortable!

What if he traveled through time and was a young master from a wealthy family?

Not to mention a wealthy family, Huang Tinghui thinks it is acceptable for him to go to a small landowner's house.

A helpless start.

My parents died early.

The house that was left behind was completely destroyed by the owner of this body.

More than ten acres of fertile farmland were given to the rightful owner, Huo Huoguang.

Several dozen taels of silver were given to the real owner, Huo Huoguang.

The girl from a neighboring village whom I planned to marry ran away to the real owner Huo Huo.

Of course, it’s not like the real owner didn’t leave some “legacy” to Huang Tinghui.

For example: I owe dozens of taels of silver to the landlord surnamed Lu in the neighboring village, two old hens from Aunt Xu’s house in the same village, Widow Liu’s bellyband in the county...

When he thought of this, Huang Tinghui wished he could knock himself to death with a stick and return to his own era.

I've seen cowardly guys, but I've never seen such a bastard.

A useless person is a scholar!

I was caught red-handed even stealing chickens and dogs at night. It was really hopeless.

Huang Tinghui thought that if he couldn't go on, he would meet this guy down there.

Putting aside everything else, beating him up is a must!

This bastard, who even shook his head when seeing a dog, probably the only benefit he brought to himself was that he had a good father and mother, and the couple tried their best to send him to school for enlightenment.

This also makes this guy the only "scholar" in the village.

Looking at the dilapidated thatched house, Huang Tinghui sighed.

If the title of "scholar" could be exchanged for a few buckets of rice, he would be very willing to do so.

Don't talk about the integrity of scholars, there is no integrity.

I'm hungry!

Besides, after seeing all the gambling houses and brothels in the county, the original owner seemed to have no integrity at all.

Thinking of this, Huang Tinghui wanted to drown the guy who went down again.

I spent dozens of taels of money and was fooled around by the ladies in the brothel, but in the end I didn't even hold my hand. Is this something a normal human being can do?

A bastard who can live his life to such an extreme is also a talent.

Resisting the urge to knock himself to death and beat the owner of the body violently, Huang Tinghui wiped the rain off his face and stood up.

"Let's see what we can find. Let's fill our stomachs first, even if we go down and beat up that bitch!"

"You also want to be a dead ghost, don't you?"

Huang Tinghui got up and walked to Huangjia Village in the light rain.

"That's not Er Zhu's silly nephew. Why did he run out in the rain?"

"I heard that the first one fell into the lake, and after he was rescued, his brain was not normal!"

"I'm sorry for Brother Rong and his wife. They worked so hard for this bastard, even risking their lives. I heard that he lost everything his parents had saved in the city. What a waste of money!

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"If my son is like this, I will break his legs!"

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There was a lot of discussion, but Huang Tinghui turned a deaf ear!

There is nothing more important now than paying homage to one's own five internal organs temple.

Looking around, Huang Tinghui sighed. He was really embarrassed and went to Uncle Erzhu's house to find food.

Uncle Erzhu is Huang Tinghui's second uncle. He has watched him grow up since he was a child. Even though Huang Tinghui's predecessor was very messy, Uncle Erzhu never had anything to say to him. He often had a mouthful of food left in his mouth and had to help his nephew.

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It is precisely because of this that Huang Tinghui is not willing to cause a conflict between Uncle Erzhu and his aunt because of his own affairs.

Huang Tinghui remembered that every time Uncle Erzhu helped him, Uncle Erzhu and his aunt would probably have a fight.

"Go to the river to touch fish and catch shrimps. If you can't find some snails, river clams will do the trick!"

With this thought in mind, Huang Tinghui walked towards Jinhe in the light rain.

Jinhe is the river of life for Huangjia Village and even the entire Ruian County. The winding Jinhe surrounds Ruian County like a coiled dragon, irrigating countless lands and giving Ruian County the reputation of "the land of fish and rice" since ancient times.

Huang Tinghui walked through the village roads paved with small stone slabs and was too embarrassed to say hello to others.

All he could think about now was the word "work".

Halfway through the journey, Aunt Li came towards me carrying a bucket full of clothes.

Huang Tinghui originally just wanted to avoid the woman, but it was raining and the road was slippery. Aunt Li was about to fall to the ground before she could gain a firm footing.

Without any time to think, Huang Tinghui supported Aunt Li and saved her from falling.

"Xiao Wang...Tinghui..." Aunt Li's tongue was tied, and she almost said the title "little bastard".

Thinking that she would have almost fallen if it weren't for Huang Tinghui just now, Aunt Li quickly changed her words.

But she was also wondering, this bastard, this pedantic little bastard, why did he change his gender today?

But it was difficult for Aunt Li to ask these questions after all. She put the wooden bucket filled with clothes at her feet, and then asked: "Tinghui, it's raining and wet, why are you here?"

"Auntie, I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm a little hungry, so I want to catch a few fish in the river to fill my stomach." Huang Tinghui said with rare embarrassment.

Aunt Li glanced at Huang Tinghui with a complicated expression, thinking of Huang Tinghui's parents who had been dead for a while, and also thinking of Huang Tinghui's actions just now without thinking.

She suddenly felt compassion.

After hesitating for a moment, Aunt Li gritted her teeth and said, "Well, for the sake of your kind parents, you also helped me today."

"You bastard, come with me!"

Huang Tinghui followed Aunt Li without knowing why until he arrived at Aunt Li's house.

"Wait for me!" After saying that, Aunt Li opened the door and walked towards the kitchen. After a moment, Aunt Li brought two Wo Wotou and handed them to Huang Tinghui, "With these two Wo Wotou, we don't have much food at home.

Auntie can only help you this last time!"

Huang Tinghui grabbed the two steamed buns handed over by Aunt Li and was quite moved for a moment.

Even though he is a bastard, the people in the village are still so honest.

Huang Tinghui bowed to Aunt Li and said, "Thank you, Aunt Li!"

"From now on, Tinghui will never be a bastard again. Tinghui will always remember his aunt's kindness!"

After saying that, Huang Tinghui rushed into the rain without looking back.

Aunt Li was left stunned. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time, "This little bastard!"

Looking at Huang Tinghui running wildly, Aunt Li felt that this guy was a little different from usual. Could it be that the prodigal son had really turned around?

Thinking of this, Aunt Li quickly shouted: "Go back quickly, you are running around outside on a rainy day, you are caught in the cold, you don't have any money for medical treatment, and no one will take care of your funeral if you die!"

Huang Tinghui disappeared into the rain curtain with two steamed buns in his pocket.
To be continued...