When he woke up, it was already evening and the room was a little dim. Chen Tang subconsciously touched the back of his head and found that the injury there seemed to be healing, and his head no longer felt pain. When his body moved, his whole body suddenly crackled, as if he was stir-fried beans.

He let out a sigh, his eyes suddenly fell on the pillow, feeling that the object had changed, so he couldn't help but pick it up and look at it carefully.

After seeing this, I saw the clues: Where is this a pillow? It is clearly a long box. In my memory, this thing should have been brought back by the father of the Ranger. Maybe his predecessor was poor and he saw it as a pillow.

Chen Tang reached out and knocked, making a "tuk-tuk" sound, and it seemed as if it was empty inside.

Could it be that there is a treasure hidden?

He was excited and quickly looked for the entrance. However, looking over and over, he saw that both ends were closed, but one end was carved with a pattern, which was faint and not conspicuous. Looking carefully, he saw the outline of the strokes, which were quite mysterious and could not understand them at all. It was like the legendary "ghost painting talisman".

I picked it up and shook it, and there was no movement, and it turned out that it was empty and nothing was left.

Chen Tang sighed, threw it back to the bed in disappointment, and continued to be a pillow.

I came out of Huzhuang at noon and didn’t even have lunch. Now, I feel hungry. Although I have been taught in the village, although I have been tricked and my life is not easy, my food every day is not bad, at least I can eat rice every meal, and sometimes meat. In contrast, Chen Tang set up a stall in the prefecture, and when he has business, he can buy a bun to eat. If he has no business, he can only drink some porridge and water to live.

After eating in Huzhuang for half a month, Chen Tang grew stronger and no longer as thin as before, and could not help but become weak.

He got up and walked to the corner of the room outside where there was a small water tank. He opened the cover of the tank and a pool of clear water inside. At this time, he happened to be used as a mirror to look at the appearance.

As for real mirrors, they are luxury items that cannot be afforded.

The water surface is calm, reflecting a beautiful and young appearance.

"This year, it should be twenty, just won the championship..."

Chen Tang twisted his neck and watched from different angles, feeling satisfied with this: his face was surprisingly rosy, not like the sour scholar with no power to tie a chicken; his facial features were upright, his eyebrows were bright, and his tall figure would have been very lucky if he was in the original time and space.

It occupies the other person's body and integrates the other person's memory. The two are combined into one and are no longer distinguished from each other. What is different is the additional world's insights and earth-shaking changes in their three views of thinking.

"Brother Bujin, Brother Bujin, are you back?"

A timid cry came from outside the door.

Chen Tang walked out and saw a thin girl standing outside. The memories related to it suddenly came up and said, "It's Ah Ling, what's wrong?"

The little girl is called "Su Ling". She lives in a dilapidated house next door. Her family is not named Chen, and she belongs to an outsider. Her father died early and she depends on her mother for life. However, her mother also looks weak and sick.

Su Ling is only thirteen years old this year, so she has to go to the fields to work, go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and fruits, carry water and chop firewood, and do various things to support her family.

They were all from poor families, and Chen Tang had many contacts with the Su family. The little girl picked fresh wild fruits on the mountain, and often used them for Chen Tang to eat them, and helped him carry water, firewood, etc. When Chen Tang was free, he taught her to read and read.

Su Ling looked at him with a little panic: "Brother Bujin, my mother fell asleep and couldn't wake her up. I was a little scared..."

Chen Tang was stunned and followed her back. On a shabby bed, he saw the sick and difficult woman lying straight there, and had been going to the Pure Land for a long time.

His nose felt sour, he hugged the little girl in his arms, and gently patted her back: "Don't be afraid, I'm not proud of everything..."

Su Ling burst into tears.

Chen Tang spent three hundred yuan to buy a thin coffin, and asked some people to help him and buried Su Ling's mother in the mountain.

For this matter, a clan in the village called Chen Tang over and scolded him: "Chen Tang, you are stupid in your studies and can't even support your own family. Why do you care about other people's misunderstandings?"

Chen Tang thought about it and replied calmly: "Some things must be done by someone. I don't mind if I can help you in the best of my ability."

The clan elder shook his head and cursed three words: "Don't worry."

After the funeral was over, Su Ling packed up some things, moved to Chen Tang's house, set up a bed in the small hall, and lived there.

Everyone in the village said that Chen Tang helped her handle her mother's funeral, and she would be Chen Tang's person.

Chen Tang didn't think about that. He only thought that Su Ling was alone and needed some care. When he lived at home, he thought he had a sister and helped him with housework. He was also very focused on his work. After returning home, he would at least have a sip of hot water to drink.

The money for being a tutor is gone, and most of it is spent on Su Ling's mother's funeral.

Chen Tang thought about it and finally found that he had to return to his old business, go to the prefecture to set up a stall, help others write and write letters.

In the past, in order to study, the two acres of thin land at home were sold. The Su family was a foreign household, but there was no land and could only help others to work.

Su Ling goes up the mountain to chop firewood and pick wild fruits and vegetables every day. If there is any piece of work in the village, she will do it too. She is busy from morning to night, but even if she works so hard, it is difficult to make money, so she can only earn daily rations.

As for Chen Tang setting up a stall in the city, he was also a hard-working business.

Chenjiazhuang is not far from the prefecture. After entering the city, it takes half an hour to walk.

I went out in the morning and came back at dusk. I spent four or five hours setting up a stall and could make about ten cents of money, so I wouldn’t be hungry. However, now that there are more people in the family, the expenses are getting bigger, so this income is naturally short of money.

Life is tight, and food and clothing are both problems, so of course it is impossible to save money.

Without remaining money, taking the exam becomes out of reach.

In this world, the test is not only knowledge, but also money. Every test requires a lot of money: admission fee, travel fee, food and accommodation, writing and ink, communication...

For Chen Tang, none of these was settled. After careful consideration and multiple investigations, he found that the most reliable and direct way to live in this world is the only way to the imperial examination.

With his weak body, he could only sigh at the strength work; as for technical work, as a Chinese teacher, he only regretted not deeply understanding the sentence back then: "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world."

However, he has been a Chinese teacher for more than ten years and has specialized in his profession. He still has many specialties, but he has no use in the current environment.

The predecessor's classics and articles are actually average. After all, poor families have a weak foundation and have no money to study in the institution, so they cannot afford to study, so they naturally find it difficult to improve.

Thinking about what happened in the future, Chen Tang became more and more troubled. In the end, he had no choice but to spend some money, bought a roll of yellow paper, bought some inferior pens and ink, and prepared to go to the city to open a stall and resume his old business.

It is useless to stay stupid at home. It is better to do a living first, make some money, live and live, and ensure that you can survive first, so that you can talk about the issue of "how to live".

The next morning, I woke up early, and Su Ling had already prepared breakfast.

A pot of wild vegetable porridge has more than enough vegetables, less rice, yellow and green, no oil or salt.
Chapter completed!