Chapter 3: Strange space, brother Ye Huan

"Ok……"
The house with four earth walls couldn't stop the strong light from shining. Ye Zhou, who was sleeping on the bed, turned around impatiently, maybe he didn't even notice it, because of the turning, the red light flashed slightly under the collarbone. A bone joint shape, like a tattoo, appeared faintly, and a faint red light was emitted from it. The sleeping Ye Huan unconsciously reached out and scratched the Osteochondrum tattoo. The next second, weird things happened again, sleeping in He disappeared out of bed.
"Well ... where is this again?"
When Ye Zhou opened his eyes, he did n’t know how long after that, his fuzzy head was temporarily unable to respond, and the only shining peach blossom in the whole body was confused. Ye Zhou sat up scratching his head and his eyes were lost. Stumbled across the three red, black and black lands not far away, as well as the big trees standing next to the land, not far from the mountain packs of one or two hundred meters high, and finally the middle of the middle of the mountain pack and the land. Ponds around acres ...
land? Big tree mountain bales and ponds?
Ye Zhoumeng's agitated eyes, his confused eyes stared suddenly, what's going on? Isn't he going through the 90's? I came here again?
"Fuck, stop playing, okay? Labor and management are going to be neurotic by you."
Ye Zhou choked his hair with one hand and pointed at Qingtian with one hand. The deep depression that can't be explained deep in his heart. Who the can bear a copy every time he wakes up?
"No, no, this is ..."
I don't know how long, Ye Zhou got up a little swiftly, almost stumbled and ran to the few different colors of land. Just in the moment, his mind suddenly slipped over the four words in the portable space, regardless Whether it is crossing or space, these terms have already been flooded in the 21st century. Rao is his old man who has heard a lot. Besides, he will also look at the fantasy novels of a certain website. Yes, it ’s not unfamiliar to the so-called traversing space, but is it so generous to traverse the Great God? Give him a free space?
Is he so unbelievable?
"Hmm ... I hurt ..."
In order to prove that he was not dreaming, Ye Zhou gave a stupid blow on his thigh stupidly, so painful that his tears were about to burst out, but ...
"Haha ... I'm not dreaming. Labor and management really have a place to carry ..."
However, the pain also really told Ye Zhou that he was not dreaming. For a moment, only a few acres of space were filled with Ye Zhou's exaggerated laughter, when he recovered from the extreme state of insanity and excitement. It's almost ten minutes later.
Ye Zhou carefully examined the conditions in the space. The three pieces of land were gold, red, and black. They were almost half a badminton court. Next to the land stood a large tree with the size of a mill disk, but less than two meters high. It is not clear what the leaf boat is, but its leaves are silvery white. The veins of the leaves can be clearly seen by the naked eye. There are still several fist-sized scarlet fruits hanging on it. Ye Zhou reached out and touched it. It is hard to guess that he is not yet familiar, and he did not dare to pick it up and eat it. After all, he is a person who has died once, and still cherishes his second life.
There is a pond not far from the three side-by-side lands, about half an acre. The water inside is very clear. Ye Zhou drank two sips of water with his hands. I do n’t know if it is psychological. At that time, the painful throat seemed to be much more comfortable because of hanging himself yesterday. Ye Zhou took a few more sips before going around the pond. The rest in front was only a mountain less than 200 meters high. Except for weeds, basically nothing.
"Strange, why do I feel a little familiar here?"
It took less than half an hour to walk through the space. Ye Zhou clasped his hands with his chest and touched his chin, and repeatedly scanned the contents of the space. The last shot of the thigh screamed, "I remember, QQ farm, follow here The QQ farms that have been crazy playing in those years are almost the same, and I said that I am so familiar. "
The difference is that the land on the QQ farm is upgraded from ordinary land to red land, black land and gold land, and here there are three lands coexisting, and there are ponds and peaks, which is only a log cabin and a dog next to the land.
"Speaking of which, how should I go out?"
Regardless of whether he is an enlarged version of the QQ farm, this is already his thing. Ye Zhou is now facing another problem. He inadvertently entered while sleeping, and it seems that he cannot find a way out ...
Remember that in the fantasy novels of previous lives, those protagonists who have space are meditation and can switch freely when they come in?
"Fuck, don't take this unusual way!"
Ye Zhou closed his eyes with luck and tried it, but unfortunately, when he opened his eyes again, he was still standing alone in the space, and Ye Zhou suddenly had an impulse to run away and be patient. I tried it several times, but it still didn't work. Ye Zhou couldn't help but sit a bit bald and slumped on the ground, unconsciously sliding his right hand over the exposed collarbone, next second ...
"Out, out, out?"
Ye Zhou, with his legs wide open, was sitting on the bed stupidly. He dared to swear to heaven that the past life and this life have not been so stupid. How did he come out?
"I remember just now ..."
In order to figure out what happened, Ye Zhou quickly grabbed his mind and slowly repeated the action he had just done. When his finger slid a little under the high raised collarbone, the man entered the space again, so Repeated a few times, Ye Zhou finally figured out, as long as his hand slides under the collarbone, thinking about going out or in at the same time in his mind, he can freely enter and leave the space, but ... why is it under the collarbone?
Holding such doubts, Ye Zhou got up from the bed, ready to look in the mirror to take care of him, what was really tricky under his collarbone, but ...
"Squeak ..."
"Brother, are you up? Come and eat roasted sweet potatoes. Grandpa Pan next door gave it to me. It's still hot!"
Ye Huanguang, who disappeared for a long time, opened the door and walked in with a banana in his hand, holding a few baby arm-sized baked sweet potatoes with a banana, and when he got up, his dry and thin face was full of smiles, and he was looking for a mirror in the room Ye Zhou had to give up temporarily: "Grandpa Pan? Is that the veteran?"
Next door to their left was only a 60- or 70-year-old old man who was said to be a veteran. However, in the memory of the original owner, every new year and holiday, a car would come to the village to pick him up. Good year, I heard that there are still soldiers who call him the head. As for the head, no one knows. The villagers are all farmers. It has not been a few years for reform and opening up. Everyone is still poor. I tried to take care of those, but every time I saw the car entering the village, there was all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred. After all, in this rural era, even tractors were not common, and being able to drive them was like a heavenly figure.
"Well, in the morning, I helped Grandpa Pan pull grass, Grandpa Pan gave me a few roasted sweet potatoes. You can eat it fast, hot, it's delicious."
When talking, Ye Huan already ate a sweet potato and ate it. The sweet potato in 1990 is not as many improved varieties as it was 20 years later. It is red-skinned, white-hearted, pink, and not very sweet. But for Ye Huan, who hasn't been full for a long time, this is already delicious.
Looking at Ye Huan, who was eating happily, Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel a little silent and distressed. He unconsciously stretched out his right hand and rubbed his head. A child who is only six years old, was born in the 21st century or his parents are alive. Because the two baked sweet potatoes are so satisfied?
He glanced down and swept his body without patches, wearing ragged clothes everywhere, thin and thin body, naked and soiled feet ...
"brother?"
Although Ye Huan was young, he was also sensible. When he noticed something different from his elder brother, he couldn't help stopping the sweet potato movement, his face was full of doubts.
"Eh? Nothing. By the way, Huan, where's our mirror? I remember my dad bought it for mom before, right?"
After returning to God, Ye Zhou retracted his eyes, opened a sweet potato and sipped two mouthfuls before pretending to ask casually. Regardless of whether it was through space or space, he did not intend to tell others, including his only brother in this life, Huai For his sin, human nature often cannot stand the test than people can imagine. He doesn't believe anyone except himself.
"I was taken away by my aunt ..."
Speaking of this, the young Ye Huan was decisive to eat, and when his face fell, his mouth was choked, as if he might cry at any time.
Ye Zhou frowned, and then picked up the sweet potato he laid down and shoved it into his hand again: "Don't be sad, Xiao Huan, rest assured, no one can take our things, and one day I will Take everything back from them. "
Including the grain collected in the field last year! He may not need anything else, but the food is full to fill his stomach, saying nothing can be done.
"Ok!"
It turns out that the child is still very coquettish, Ye Huan smiled again in the blink of an eye, Ye Zhou rubbed his head in a pampered way: "Hurry up, I will take you to town to play after eating."
He remembered it right, the work in the town had not been resigned, he had to resign, since the super gave him a super cheat, no need to use it, before that, he had to buy some seeds and experiments Fortunately, the only good thing is that it is now the 90s, not the early 1980s. Selling something will make people say that it is speculation, and the police station will be criticized and educated.
"Really?"
Ye Huan's eyes brightened, obviously there were some surprises. Considering that the original owner always left him at home to work, Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel a little sad: "Really, I will give you back when I make money. go to school."
"Brother, you don't study anymore? They all say you know how to read, and you will definitely be admitted to university in the future. Mom and Dad always thought that you would be the first college student in our village. Would it be a pity if you didn't study? Why don't you wait for me for two years, and when I get older, make money and let you continue reading. "
Although immature child words and child words can't stand the consideration, the feelings that are mixed in it are naked and true. Ye Huan's black and bright eyes blink only with seriousness and firmness. It can be seen that he really wants When he grows up and makes money for his brother to read, Ye Zhou is not an emotional person. At this moment, his eyes are astringent, and tears are pouring into his eyes.
"Stupid you, when you grow up and make money, my brother is almost old."
What a silly child, but it's so warm.
"Is that so? But ..."
"No, but do n’t think so much about children ’s families. Those are all things for adults. I will work hard to make money in the future. You will be a happy child under my protection. As long as you can read, even It ’s a doctorate from a university, and even studying abroad, my brother is for you. "
Ye Huan clearly had dissatisfaction, but Ye Zhou did not give him the opportunity to continue. Honestly, he was afraid that he could not help crying after listening too much, and was more touching than the innocent and stupid heart of a child. Something happened.
"Then you don't read it?"
The dry, thin skin was wrinkled, and Ye Huan narrowed her mouth slightly.
"Well, don't read it. I can just read it for you in the future. Good boy, don't ask so much. After eating, wash your face and change into clean clothes. Let's go early and return early."
Reading is basically meaningless to him. Instead of wasting time in school, think about how to get rich and lead a good life with his younger brother. Now he doesn't want anything, just wants to make money.
"Well then, if my brother wants to read some day, he must tell me, for me to make money for you to read."
Reluctantly nodded, Ye Huan added but the book was buried again to stab his roasted sweet potatoes, Ye Zhou had a little sore throat, dry roasted sweet potatoes did not want to eat two bites, while Ye Huan was eating, Ye Zhou Just got up and went outside.
The countryside is no better than the city. Even if the Ye family brothers are too poor to open the pot, their house is still very large. In addition to three spacious and simple mud houses, there is a small kitchen on the left, and livestock on the right. The pigpens and chicken pens were all deserted, and they had yards before and after.
This year is exactly 90 years. Not to mention the countryside in this era. Even the cities are very poor. Ten thousand households are already local tyrants. Therefore, the courtyard of the Ye Zhou family can't be cemented, just ordinary dirt. It can be seen that the front and back yards have been planted before, and now there are still bamboo shelves for vegetable petunia, but it has been left unattended for a long time. Both the house and the yard seem to have only four words to describe. Family is everywhere!
Ye Zhou, who turned around before and after the hospital, said that depression is deceptive. After all, this home is really too poor. The only good thing is that the place is quite large. In this era, it is already pretty good. Now, it seems that his family still has two acres of land and two acres of paddy fields. In terms of calculation, they are not considered to have nothing.
Instead of comforting herself like this, Ye Zhou was uncertain and wanted to hang her neck and die.
Furthermore, he was a salesman in his previous life. He knew a lot about business in this era. It may be difficult to make a lot of money, but it is not difficult to live a good life. The Chinese poor in the 1990s were poor. But also when the economy is about to take off, as long as your brain is alive, you can't make money.
Considering that he still has a carry-on space, although he still doesn't know what functions the space can bring to him, but Ye Zhou feels that even if the space can't bring him anything, at least it can be used as a carry-on suitcase? The group of Needs never wanted to take a stitch or a thread from him, but it solved a big problem for him.
As for the others, Ye Zhou is not the original owner. He has been in the society for so many years in the previous life, and many people have come into contact with him. He is not as simple as the original owner. He must say that the death of the original owner ’s parents and the hooligan ’s fun Nothing strange, he didn't believe in killing him. If nothing else, let's talk about the original master being teased. Even if he looks good and weak, that's a real man. How can a few hooligans be fine? Teasing a man? Based on his understanding of the hooligan, if you really want to see that he is not pleasing to the eye or something, at most it is to slap him for a while, and to pull out his pants to him? This is too avant-garde.
However, to be clear, Ye Zhou is not the kind of person who likes to find nothing. He is now thinking about how to make money. As long as those people no longer provoke him, he is too lazy to help the original owner to clean up the mess. In contrast, want those People are not afraid to provoke him on the head again, so embarrassed, he had to settle the new hatred with the old hatred.
"Brother, I'm fine. When are we going to town?"
Ye Huan bounced to him in front of him, and his two small, thin arms hugged him intimately. Ye Zhou converged and touched his head: "Wait a minute, I'll bring the money and buy some vegetables in a while The seeds are back. "
"Do we also need to grow vegetables at home? Brother, can I help you? Grandpa Pan often praises me for pulling grass!"
As soon as he heard that his family was going to grow vegetables like other people's homes, Ye Huan couldn't help but be happier. At a young age, he only knew that if his own home was like other people's homes, he would not be hungry.
"Oh ... well, as long as you don't pluck the vegetable sprouts as weeds."
Seeing this, Ye Zhou couldn't help laughing, this younger brother may be a burden to him now, but it can also be regarded as a kind of dependence? It happened that he had gone to the third place and hadn't married and had children. It is estimated that this life would be the same. He took him as his son and raised him.
"Hate, why did your brother say that? People really pull grass."
Ye Huan pursed his mouth and stomped dissatisfied, and solemnly protested. Ye Huan laughed, "Okay, after that, we will hand over the grass in our vegetable garden."
"Uh huh!"
Decisive as a child, Ye Zhou casually affirmed Ye Huan's enthusiasm and patted the thin little chest.
"You!"
Spoiled and helpless poking his head, Ye Zhou shook his head back to the room, looked around, and finally bent down to drill under the bed. The bed of this era is still the kind of four-legged bed with a few edges Old wooden bed, the space under the bed is very wide, at least he is not too uncomfortable to drill into it, there are several mouse holes under the bed, Ye Zhou digs out a small iron box from one of them, from the inside Take out all the property for fifteen dollars.
The original owner also took great pains to keep this money, hiding somewhere else, it is estimated that they have been snatched away by the best relatives who often break into their homes and take things.
Later, Ye Zhou also changed his clothes a little cleaner, and washed his face and took Ye Huan out of the house. In the past, the original owner would lock the door when he went out. Ye Zhou thought that there was nothing valuable at home, even if the door was locked. I couldn't stop the best of those who deliberately bullied their brothers, so I was too lazy to lock them, and even intentionally left the double doors wide open, which meant a lot of welcome.