The river water is very clear and has high visibility in the water. The consequence of this is that there are few fish and shrimps. Chen Chang is not very clear about the research reasons. He probably because it is too clear that fish and shrimps will be easily caught by people, so there will be very few. The ancients often said that when the water is clear, there will be no fish.

When he realized the bottom of the water, he found that there was no water grass at the bottom of the river, and there was little mud and sand, mostly just round stones washed away. Now he understood that without the aquatic plants and soil that small fish and shrimps eat, there were no small fish to eat, and people had no big fish to catch. This indispensable food chain was completely broken.

When he was a child, Chen Chang thought that as long as there was water, the fish could survive. He also went to someone else's pond and stole a few crucian carp and put it into his own well. As a result, when he went to fish again a few months later, he found that only one was alive, and he was also skinny and bony, looking very scary, and the rest turned into corpses.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Chang smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart. He was obviously dying and traveling back to modern times, but he was still sleeping and thinking about everything.

Chen Chang moved a little further to the deeper bottom of the river, and then closed his eyes and waited for death.

The breath I held before diving was exhausted. The desire that my body had to float up and take a breath, but in order to return to modern times, Chen Chang held the stone firmly and never floated up.

When oxygen is exhausted, the head will gradually lose its perception. Without the control of the brain, the body will not lose its control. Chen Chang is now pursuing death with perseverance.

The moment before he was about to fall into a coma, Chen Chang's mouth opened uncontrollably, sucked a large sip of river water, and there were foreign objects stuck in his mouth. When he was about to spit it out, he fell into a coma.

Chen Chang didn't know whether he was dreaming or his consciousness entered a boundless dark space. Before he could speak, countless voices came from all over the world, and the sound only had one sentence, "Take good care of my mother."

The voice came from all directions, not under Chen Chang's control, and kept drilling into Chen Chang's mind, making his head almost cracked, and he couldn't speak even if he wanted to open his mouth and speak.

The sound stopped instantly, and the headache seemed to stop instantly. But there was almost an extra memory in my mind.

I don’t know if the child in my memory is three or four years old. Although there are only three houses in the family, there are fathers, mothers, and grandparents. The whole family lives a simple but happy life.

He followed the adults at home to the ground every day, either doing trivial things or playing.

A few years later, he found that his mother's belly was getting bigger. His grandparents said to him very happily that he would have a younger brother or sister, and that the family would have hope in the future.

The idea that grandparents instilled in him was that only when there were more people in a family, they would not be bullied, and more people would go to work in the fields, collect a lot of food, and everyone would get better and better.

At the age of seven or eight, he had already started working in the fields, and his father was also teaching him some basic farming skills. Every year, his father left home for one to two months, and heard from his grandfather that he was going to perform labor service. He didn't know anything about labor service, so his grandfather told him that he would go after he was 16 years old. That was one of the imperial grain and national taxes, helping the country to build cities, clear channels, etc.

My grandfather also told him that it was much better now, but it was just an ordinary job. Although it was a little harder, it was much better than before. My grandfather's corvee service was to transport military rations to the border. When the war was dangerous, they had to go to battle. Many fellow villagers went there and never returned. He was also injured on the battlefield and could not do heavy work.

Two or three years later, he encountered a severe drought and the land was in severe harvest. He only remembered that the whole family was frowning and the food in the pottery bowl was less and less. The whole village was the same. He remembered that the skin of the tree in the village was scraped off countless times, and it almost turned into a bare rod overnight, which was so ugly that it was so ugly that his younger brother cried longer and he finally fell asleep. After a while, he woke up crying again. When winter came, his grandparents suddenly left home.

Two days later, my father found something wrong, so the whole family went out to search for it, and finally everyone in the village was helping. Finally, he found it in a pit on a slope at home. He knew that his grandparents had passed away, but he didn't know how he came here.

My grandparents' funeral was very simple because his family had no money or food.

The family has survived winter, and when spring comes, my mother goes to the ground with her. After the farming is over, the whole family eats less. In the past, she can still eat two meals a day, but in the beginning, there are only one meal a day.

The farmer in the field had emerged, and my father was very happy. He also gave all the corn in the bowl to his mother, but he put half a bowl of gray-white dough himself.

He wanted to pay for it, but his parents stopped him. One day, he secretly paid for it. The taste was almost the same as the soil, but he felt that he could eat enough.

He told his parents what he wanted to eat and what he had already eaten. His father was angry and beat him hard, and Yan Li warned him that he would break his leg the next time he stole the food.

He hated his father a little at that time, and he went to the ground with him. Why did he not give him food to fill his stomach, but instead ate the boiled bark and grass roots, and only a little corn was found in two or three days.

After a while, he found that his father's belly was getting bigger and bigger, but his body was obviously getting thinner and thinner, which looked a little scary.

Until one day, he felt that the sky had collapsed. Because his father fell in the farming field and never breathed again, and his father did not press down on a crop because the crops in the field were already heading.

He regretted the unfilial behavior of holding a grudge against his father in the past. After burying his father, he stopped playing with his companions in the village. His father did not give him his last words, but he knew that the burden of the whole family was handed over to him, and he wanted to support his mother and younger brother.

The weather was good, and he became a fool in the villagers' mouths.

He didn't compete with others for things, and he laughed it off when he was bullied. So the villagers thought he had become stupid. In fact, he knew that once he fought with others, if he was injured, his mother would be even more tired. If he won, he might be retaliated and lose more.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Therefore, he is often bullied, but the people in the village are all of the same surname and are considered to be a big family. The weak will still be protected by certain protection. The clan leader and uncle often scold those who bully him. Everyone also thinks that bullying a fool is meaningless. There are few people who beat him by hand and foot, and most of them take advantage of him verbally.

It was spring this year, and he went to the clan to borrow oxen and plows and began to turn over the soil.

There was something wrong in this tribe. His mother could not go down to the ground to lead a cow. He did not listen to people's advice to bring two cows and plows to the ground. The few cattle in the village had to turn over the ground in advance and could borrow two cows. After that, the other villagers would have to plow the land. His family said slightest words, so they could not borrow cows at that time, so they had to rely on their mother and him to dig the ground with a hoe. Therefore, he had to turn over the ground in advance.

When he was plowing the land, no one was leading the way. At first, the plowing ox was obedient and moved forward, but later he stopped leaving. He was very anxious and started to use the branches to gently hit the cow's butt.

However, the more you beat the cow, the more disobedient he was, and the two cows ran in different directions. He was a little angry, not only did people bully me, but also beasts bully me.

The harder the hitting force was, the bull who was beaten the most went crazy and broke free from the rope and rushed towards him.

Looking at the crazy plowing cow, he turned around and ran away. Fortunately, when the cow was breaking free from the rope, he was pushed by another cow, so that he was not pushed to the sky as soon as possible.

While chasing him, he still had never run away from the plowing ox and was pushed into the river.

...

Chen Chang came to the surface, and just as the mixed memories poured into his mind, his hand unconsciously let go of the stone that was holding tight. His body's instinctive desire to survive made him feel upward.

As soon as he climbed ashore, he heard a sound coming.

This time, he heard it clearly, either "catch him" or "don't let him run away."

Chen Chang was very confused. This was not Mandarin or Southwest Life. He could not find the same thing as he had heard from various languages ​​across the country, but he understood it.

He raised his head and a familiar memory came into his mind. The leader should be called the uncle or the patriarch. In his memory, he was not the uncle in his own memory, but he was also the same clan. The uncle's patriarch was surrounded by Uncle Mao San and Uncle Guang Wu, who were the people who watched the night watch these two days.

The three of them followed by seven or eight people, all of whom were holding bamboo poles or wooden sticks.

Chen Chang looked back and prepared to dive and escape again.

"His uncle, just let Yue'er go~" A crying voice came.

The voice was intermittent, and when he finished speaking, the middle-aged woman crawled and ran before everyone, trying to stop the more than ten people with her thin body.

The woman's clothes were torn and her whole body was covered with mud and water. She couldn't stop her. After being pushed down, she grabbed the head's feet desperately and shouted to Chen Chang: "Yue'er, run quickly!"

At this moment, Chen Chang felt an indescribable feeling from his heart, and he was shouting "Mother" in his mind.

The shouting turned from my heart to my mouth, but I didn't know what was stuck in my throat. I felt uncomfortable and opened my mouth, and a small fish spit out from Chen Chang's mouth.

I don’t know if it was because of the fact that I held my breath for too long or for some reason, the little fish flew out quickly and landed on the face of the uncle’s patriarch, and made a slight sound. Chen Chang heard it, and whenever he talked about it, the uncle’s patriarch never admitted it.

At the exit of the fish, Chen Chang actually called out a "mother" who was homophonic to everyone.

Everyone saw the fish and heard Chen Chang speak out.

However, Uncle Guangwu was shocked by this and shouted loudly: "He was possessed by the fish demon, and he could spit fish and hurt people." Uncle Guangwu said this because they never admitted that they had slept and let Chen Chang run away, but said to others that Chen Chang suddenly disappeared under their guard.

Is Chen Chang almost swallowed up by another memory at this moment?

Seeing everyone, he bit forward in fear and raised his hands and shouted: "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

His roar not only stopped everyone in front of him, but also shocked the memory that originally wanted to swallow him, as if it was swallowed by his memory. In the new memory, he had two names, the new identity name was Chen Yue, not Chen Chang.

However, he had no time to care about this.

After all, Chen Chang was nearly forty years old in his previous life, and he studied for nearly twenty years from kindergarten to college. Although he had never experienced such a slogan of fighting and killing, he believed that if even these ancient people could not comfort them, he might as well die.
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