The first fairy of the United States

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

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

live... go on..."

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In the process of continuous progress, strands of weak and tenacious thoughts were conveyed to the surroundings of the void, but unfortunately no one could hear them.

I don't know how long it took, but when I looked from a distance, a large group of luminous bubbles appeared in front of me, and as I got closer, as far as I could see, there were all bubbles, large or small, with burning lights and shadows inside, flickering, and stars dotted It spreads all over the void, and it can't see the edge at a glance.

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

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

In front of the door of the house in the backyard was a middle-aged man with an ordinary body and a calm face, wearing a long gown, running back and forth, with an anxious expression on his face.From time to time, he stomped his feet and smashed his fists on his palms.

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

"Wen Po, how is it? What's the situation with my wife? Is the child safe?"

"Master Ye, you can rest assured, your wife is in good health, the child has not yet been born, it will be soon." After speaking, he called the maid waiting in front of the door to fetch a basin of water, then turned around and closed the door .

A ray of purple light streaked 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.

"Ma'am, work hard, come on, it's about to give birth..." There was an indistinct voice in my ears, I opened my eyes and it was dark, I felt it hard, I felt that I was in a warm place, and I understood after a little thought the current situation.

There were bursts of drowsiness in my mind, and I fell asleep as I wanted without resisting.

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

"Master Ye, mother and child are safe and healthy. Congratulations!"

"Come here, take a look! Hahaha, I, Ye Qin, have a son too!" The servant beside him brought a tray, on which were two tubes of oiled paper wrapped neatly stacked silver dollars (the currency of this era, silver dollars, silver horns, copper coins, The purchasing power of a silver dollar is roughly equivalent to 1000 yuan in later generations. In special times, it can even be worth a month’s salary of ordinary people. The conversion ratio is 1 silver dollar = 10 silver corners equals 1000 copper coins. Silver dollars are oceans, so they are called differently due to geographical reasons. ).

"Everyone in the house gave out money, and Uncle Huan looked at Zhang Luo." After speaking, Ye Qin walked into the room quickly with a smile on his face, leaving aside the family happiness.

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On that day, just after the full moon wine, in the hall of the inner courtyard of the Ye family, the couple sat side by side, and Ye Qin looked leisurely, drinking tea quietly.

Li Xiuli, as her name suggests, is as bright as a spring flower, as bright as an autumn moon, with a delicate face and a gentle temperament.Holding the sleeping Ye Wentian in his arms, he looked at the child lovingly, with a happy smile on his face.Wei Wei raised her head: "Master, the child's full moon wine has passed, it's time to name it."

"Well. There is no sign of illness or weakness, that is, the full moon has passed, and the rest of my life will be safe in the future."

"Yes, sir."

"Our Ye family is also a big family. The ancestors have been handed down to our generation, and the number of people has become increasingly sparse. Hey... Now in my line, the boss died in the melee between warlords, leaving no children.

The second child settled down in Foshan, and died of illness long ago, leaving only one son, who still has occasional contact with me, and the third child went to the United States to work hard, so far there is no news. "

It was not the first time for Li Xiuli to hear Ye Qin sigh like this, but she still felt melancholy about the difficulties in the world.Holding back his emotions, he looked at Ye Qin:

"Master, the child from our family last year, um~ I think it was called Ye Wen, he said something about looking for martial arts, stayed at our house for one night, and then left without saying a few words."

"Yes, that's the second brother's son. He should be over 21 this year. Ip Man ~ Ip Man ~ our family ranks in this generation, and we are in the question generation. Since the second brother's family occupies the two-character question, I will Add another word for sky! Ye Wentian~ Ye Wentian. Hahaha!"

Smiling and laughing, he stared at Ye Wentian's small face with fiery eyes, carrying some inexplicable emotion.

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

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

It has been five years since I came to this world unknowingly. In order not to be noticed, I only started talking and walking when I was more than one year old. I pretended to be a normal child and blended into this place.

When I was three years old, I was a little genius, and I spoke logically, not naively like a child. I pestered my father to ask the literate buyer in the house to teach me how to read and write (at this time, the fonts were mostly traditional).

Perhaps the soul has been washed by time and space, and developed again in this body. The memory cannot be called a photographic memory, but it is not far behind.

For three months, the person who taught me how to read and write had nothing to teach me, and then I sent away the shopping and spent every day in the study.Ye Qin knew about this and didn't say much.I just feel that my children are very talented, and geniuses have existed since ancient times, so it's not surprising.

In a few months, after reading all the books in the study, I have a little understanding of this era.Now should be the early days of the Republic of China, the era of warlord melee.

Similar to the original world, the historical trend is roughly the same. For example, a few years ago, the surname Yuan was emperor for only three months, which overlaps with the original world records.

However, one day when I was three and a half years old, the family was having dinner. Uncle Huan, whose original name was He Jiahuan, was around [-] this year. He grew up in Ye’s family. Later, in order to escape, the family separated and followed Ye Qin all the way here. .

Watching Ye Qin grow up, he has been with Ye Qin for 14 years since he came out. He has worked hard for the Ye family in this life, which can be regarded as loyal. Ye Qin has always been treated as an elder.

Ye Qin took Uncle Huan to eat together, and Uncle Huan sat down as soon as he pushed, and they rested in the hall after the meal.

Ye Wentian also sat on the side to eat, watching Uncle Huan report the financial affairs to Ye Qin with the account book in his hand, and listening to the conversation was quite interesting.

While closing his eyes and resting his mind, he suddenly became alert and sat up straight: "Uncle Huan, what did you just say?!"

"The day before yesterday, I chatted with the shopkeeper of the IKEA store who delivered the sundries?!"

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

"Master Maoshan Xuanyu sits down, the eldest disciple Shi Jian assumes the position of acting head, ordering all the apprentices to go down the mountain to build a dojo?!"

Uncle Huan looked at Ye Wentian and stroked the beard on his face, looking puzzled.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?" Struggling and repeating in his heart, Ye Wentian asked three soul-searching questions in his heart, and Ye Wentian found that his thinking stopped a bit.