Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    The herring weighed more than 40 kilograms, so big that the fishermen in the vicinity were amazed.

    "It can be sold for thousands of dollars!"

    Jiang Wang was curious: "Fish is so expensive now?"

    "It's not just meat," Grandpa Peng was also happy for them, and waved his hands with a smile: "You don't know, this herring can cut out small stones from its throat, and it is bright with little jadeite In the same way, a dog, a dog, a fish, and a fish stone are good things for children to frighten."

    Ji Linqiu knew that what he was talking about was probably bone hyperplasia, and smiled without taking it seriously.

    Peng Xingwang suddenly howled: "Pain!!"

    Jiang Wang instantly remembered the exact same pain when he was pinched as a child, and quickly walked over to put his hand in the water and tap the crab's back.

    Peng Xingwang was caught with red eyes and looked at the crab: "Run, run!"

    "You can't eat a few pieces of meat even if you catch crabs in summer," Jiang Wang couldn't help laughing and crying: "Your claws are about to be clipped off, let's have some snacks."

    "I managed to catch such a big..."

    In the afternoon, they changed their clothes and came out, and found that there were village children helping to chop wood in the small courtyard.

    Jiang Wang suddenly became interested, and told his grandma that he wanted to cook a piece of firewood and rice, so he rolled up his sleeves and went over to chop.

    Ji Linqiu wiped her hair and came over to look at it.

    "Come on, let's play together."

    "Bang!"

    "Pop!"

    "It's crooked, let it go!"

    "Bang!"

    Jiang Wang is easy to lose his mind when he relaxes. He suddenly has a sense of rhythm while doing farm work, and sings: "Ding Ding—"

    Ji Linqiu took the second half of the sentence naturally: "Dixi."

    "Pull~Pull~"

    "Wave."

    The two sang together very tacitly: "Teletubbies~~Teletubbies~~"

    "Say! Hello!"

    Peng Xingwang, who came down to get something, stood at the entrance of the stairs with a complicated expression.

    Jiang Wang regained his senses and coughed with a stern face.

    The child ruthlessly demolished the stage: "I haven't watched this for a long time, you are naive."

    When Peng Xingwang left, Ji Linqiu knocked Jiang Wang: "What are you bringing?"

    "...you sing really hard too."

      A yellow dog is summoned.

    The tofu is so tender that it will break when touched, and it will be smooth, tender and fragrant in the mouth when it cools down, like some kind of fairy delicacy.

    Jiang Wang didn't do anything to fish during the day, so he finally released all the small fry in the basket, and he was so satisfied that he forgot to eat.

    "Try this! Steamed pork ribs, especially delicious!"

    Grandpa Peng specially asked Peng Xingwang to hold a camera and take a photo with Teacher Ji, and the grandfather and grandson complimented him together while drinking soup.

    "Today, everyone in the east of the village knows, don't look at the teacher's gentleness, the fishing is great!"

    Peng Xingwang volunteered to take them for a walk on the riverbank.

    The scenery there is very good, although it is night, you can see the stars and fireflies flying in the forest, and you can also blow the cool river wind.

    They walked slowly on the dim river bank, and from time to time, the long light and shadow of small tricycles or motorcycles passed by, like bats with shining wings.

    Jiang Wang is very familiar with this road that he walked many times as a child, and even now he remembers where to step on the stones to touch and play in the water, and where he rowed with the second uncle nearby.

    He looked at Peng Xingwang holding a flashlight and jumping in front of him to lead the way, feeling that his soul was covering him at a certain moment, and it seemed that he was always pulled away.

    It is difficult to distinguish this feeling when one grows up.

    "Right," he looked at Ji Linqiu beside him: "What do you think about moving in together?"

    Ji Linqiu was listening to the chirping of insects in a relaxed manner, but Jiang Wang suddenly mentioned this matter again, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you trying to do, push me for such a good bargain."

    "No way, I'm too charming." The man said without changing his face: "I think you feel much better when you see me every day."

    And so did I.

    Ji Linqiu was stunned for another moment, Peng Xingwang heard everything, and raised his hand: "I! I am also charming!"

    "Sure, by the way, you can supplement the English language for the children," Jiang Wang said frankly: "As a business person like me, I will definitely have to pluck the wild goose. Teacher Ji will take more care."

    Ji Linqiu didn't take it seriously: "It's easy."

    "In the future, when he goes home and finishes his English homework, he will give it to me directly, and he can change less homework when he goes to school."

    Peng Xingwang was elated just now, but only now did he realize what the consequences of living with the teacher would be.

    "Really...really?"

    Ji Linqiu and Jiang Wang nodded with a smile.

    The child whines twice.

    It's over, I will be stared at by the teacher when I write my homework in the future, so I can't surreptitiously read the comics.

    They stayed in the Peng's old home for a few days. Before leaving, they quietly settled the food and lodging expenses, pressed them under the remote control of the guest room, and asked the girl at the front desk to help them collect them.

    School was about to start when I returned to the city, and I had to move together in a hurry.

    The house in Hehua Gaoyuan has always been very good.

    The landlady of Jiang Wang’s side was very reluctant. When I heard that he had bought a house, she could only nod her head regretfully, and even sent a hanging bacon sausage to express her blessings.

    When Peng Xingwang heard that he was going to move, he eagerly asked if he could raise birds and dogs in the future.

    "There is no problem with raising birds," Jiang Wang thought carefully: "I may also go on business trips to other provinces in the future, and take turns with your father to take care of you."

    "Dogs will be very sad at home alone. We will raise them when our lives become more stable."

    Peng Xingwang thought about it and agreed.

    Although there are no dogs, there is a game room in the basement, and there is a slide from the second floor in the living room. good.

    Jiang Wang's house is clean and simple. Things like children, clothes and sundries are all sorted and packed into storage boxes, which can be cleaned up in one day.

    He was busy with the company and didn't have much time to help Ji Linqiu until the day he moved.

    Ji Linqiu also sorted out seven or eight large boxes, and was instructing the workers who helped move the house to handle it with care.

     "A lot of things." Jiang Wang picked up the broom at the door to help clean the dust, and took a few steps

    Glimpse the corner guitar: "Will this not be taken away?"

    Ji Linqiu thought for a while: "This is a practice guitar. The screws are rusted and out of tune. I'll go back and buy another one."

    Jiang Wang finished sweeping the dust and saw that there was nothing else to do. He played his guitar while the movers were in and out.

    Ji Linqiu wanted to laugh: "How can you play so well."

    He held the guitar in front of him, strummed and strummed the strings, and played a "Don'tcry" of Guns and Roses when it was out of tune.

    Jiang Wang was a little dissatisfied, and followed Ji Linqiu's guidance to learn how to hold the left and right hands, and where to press to make different string sounds.

    I never thought that playing guitar would be very painful.

    To play the chords on the guitar, all four fingers are required to press the strings, and playing a small star hurts both hands.

    He suddenly had a whole new understanding of playing guitar.

    Even the image of Ji Linqiu is somewhat resolute and respectable.

    "Good guy," Jiang Wang returned the guitar: "This thing has to be pressed hard? I always thought it was just a small triangular pick to sweep it."

    Ji Linqiu grinned and spread her four fingers, letting Jiang Wang touch the thin calluses on her fingertips.

    "Everyone who plays guitar has this, and they can't hide."

    Jiang Wang touched the thin cocoon with a surprised face, but he accidentally touched the feather-soft finger pulp outside the cocoon, and his heart jumped for no reason.

    He suppressed this strange feeling in his heart and pretended to be curious: "That girl also has calluses when she plays guitar?"

    "No difference," Ji Linqiu retracted his hand, and pulled out a wooden xun from the cloth basket at hand.

    "You're afraid of pain, so try this?"

    "No," the man said thoroughly: "Actually, I tried both this and the recorder issued by the school when I was in elementary school."

    "The song is not well played, and the saliva is muddy."

    "Why is it like Xingwang?" Ji Linqiu smiled helplessly: "Forget it, I will teach him more when I have time."

    All the large and small sundries were loaded into the truck and drove to the new house, and the doors of the two dilapidated and dark cabins were closed, as if they could finally be forgotten.

    Jiang Wang drove the car behind the truck. When he got to the place, he didn't get off the car immediately, but took out a key from his pocket.

    "The courtyard door lock and the main door lock," he divided four, and first handed it to the co-pilot Ji Linqiu: "I have one, and Mr. Ji has one."

    Then turned around and handed it to Peng Xingwang solemnly and equally.

    "So do you."

    "From now on, this will be our permanent home."

    "Even if you are tired from work and don't want to deal with bosses and overtime, you can come back at any time."

    "Xingxing, you can always be a child in this house."

    Ji Linqiu listened to his instructions, as if something touched his heart, bowed his head and nodded slowly.

    Peng Xing took the key with a vague understanding, and strung him onto his Ultraman pendant in front of adults.

    "I'll protect it! Never lose it!"

    "Well, brother believes in you," Jiang Wang looked at Ji Linqiu, and now he has accepted him as a family: "Mr. Ji is the same."

    Ji Linqiu looked at the two of them, didn't say anything, opened her arms and hugged them hard.