Chapter 1 Waking up after rebirth
"Gulu..."
In the early morning, Lu Qing woke up to the sound of his stomach growling.
Feeling the hunger in his belly, he sighed and touched his belly.
"It's no use even calling, where can I get food now?"
Looking at the dilapidated house where he was, Lu Qing smiled bitterly.
It’s a big deal that someone else has traveled through time and space, but he can’t even fill his stomach.
He has been lying in bed for two days.
Two days ago, Lu Qing opened his eyes and found himself in this inexplicable world.
The clothes are in tatters, the body is skinny, and even the body has changed, becoming a teenager.
It took Lu Qing some time to figure out his situation.
He has traveled through time.
· Rebirth in the body of a young man who had just lost his parents, and after selling off his property and burying his parents, he was unable to survive a cold night due to physical weakness and excessive grief.
Perhaps, for the original owner, this is a kind of relief.
This was Lu Qing's first thought after receiving the memory in his mind.
It is too difficult for teenagers to survive in this world.
Death is not necessarily a bad thing.
It’s just...
"Brother, you're awake!"
Lu Qing's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a shout of surprise.
He turned around and saw a little girl of five or six years old, holding a gray thing in her hand, standing at the door looking at him with a face full of surprise.
The little girl ran up to Lu Qing, "Brother, are you healed?"
"Well, okay, Xiaoyan doesn't have to worry anymore." Lu Qing said with a smile.
"Great, Brother Qi is finally fine." When Lu Qing said it was okay, the little girl's eyes immediately turned red, and her tears fell straight down. "Your face has been very red and hot for the past two days, and you have been crying out cold. I don't know what to do. I don't respond no matter how I call you. I thought you were going to be like your father and mother and leave Xiaoyan alone!"
Lu Qing felt heartbroken when he saw the little girl crying.
He has been fusing the memories in his mind for the past two days. He seems to be in a coma. Although he can barely perceive the movement in the outside world, his consciousness cannot always be awake.
In addition to briefly waking up a few times along the way, he soon fell into coma again.
Humbly, he heard the little girl's cry, but was unable to respond.
Lu Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed the little girl's withered hair: "It's my brother's fault. Brother promises you that he will never get sick again and make Xiaoyan worry about it, okay?"
"Okay." Xiaoyan smiled through tears and stretched out her little hand, "Then let's pull the hook."
Lu Qing stretched out her little finger and pulled the hook with Xiaoyan.
please don't change for a hundred years. Whoever changes will be a puppy!』
After pulling the hook, Xiaoyan suddenly became happy.
In her little mind, now that the check had been made, things would never change again, and her brother would never get sick again in the future.
"Xiaoyan, what is that in your hand?"
At this time, Lu Qing noticed what the little girl was holding.
"It's a steamed bun, brother, don't you recognize it?" Xiaoyan held the gray thing in both hands, handed it to Lu Qing, and said happily, "This is what Grandpa Zhang next door gave me. Xiaoyan couldn't bear to eat it alone, so she wanted to take it back and eat it with her brother. Unexpectedly, when she came back, she saw that her brother had recovered from his illness."
"Steamed buns?"
Lu Qing looked at the gray thing, which was actually quite different from the steamed buns in his impression.
But when he thought about being in another world now, he felt relieved again.
Even the world is different. The steamed buns have changed, so there’s nothing strange about it.
With this thought in mind, Lu Qing's eyes rested on the gray steamed bun for a few seconds. Suddenly, a line of words appeared.
【Multigrain steamed buns: made from a mixture of rice bran, wheat flour and wild vegetables, with limited nutrition. 】
At the same time, the steamed bun also emitted a layer of gray light.
What is this?
Lu Qing was stunned. He blinked and found that the line of words still appeared on the gray steamed bun and had not disappeared.
It seems that it is not an hallucination...
Before Lu Qing could continue to study it, Xiaoyan held up the gray steamed bun and handed it to his mouth.
「哥哥，给你吃，你病刚刚好，陈爷爷说过，生病的人好了之后，需要吃东西养身体的。」
陆青闻着灰色馒头上散发的粮食气味，早就饿得不行的他，那股饥饿感再度席卷全身。
He was not pretentious. After taking it, he tore half of it off and put it back in Xiaoyan's hand.
"Well, Xiaoyan will eat it too."
He has not forgotten that the little guy just said that this steamed bun was given by others and she wanted to come back and share it with him.
Unexpectedly, the little guy shook his head and stuffed the half of the steamed bun back into Lu Qing's hand: "Brother, eat it. Xiaoyan is not hungry. My brother is recovering from illness. Eat more to get better quickly."
But Lu Qing clearly saw what he said. When the little guy handed the steamed bun back, he swallowed unconsciously.
He looked at the withered yellow hair on the little guy's head, felt pity in his heart, and put half of the bun back into her hand again.
“People who have just recovered from a serious illness should not overeat. If you don’t believe me, ask Grandpa Chen to see if this is the case next time.” Lu Qing said.
"Okay." The little guy nodded in understanding.
But I never realized that it was just a multi-grain steamed bun and had nothing to do with overeating.
Lu Qing took the opportunity to continue the deception: "Since my brother can't finish the meal, Xiaoyan should eat it with him, otherwise the steamed buns will get cold and not taste good."
"Well!" Xiaoyan nodded heavily, "Since my brother can't finish eating, Xiaoyan will help him eat."
The two brothers and sisters were like this, each holding half of the steamed bun and gnawing there happily.
Soon, Lu Qing finished his half of the steamed buns. His empty stomach finally had something to cushion it, and a sense of warmth rose from his stomach, which made him feel more energetic.
To be fair, the taste of this steamed bun is not very good, but it is better than that of being substantial and not small in size.
So even if it was only half of it, Lu Qing's hunger was slightly reduced. He was no longer so hungry that his head felt dizzy and his hands and feet were weak like before.
Seeing that Xiaoyan was still nibbling the steamed bun hard, Lu Qing did not disturb her and started to focus on another thing.
He remembered the line of words that appeared on the steamed bun earlier.
After thinking about it, Lu Qing stood up, walked to the table, and picked up a bowl with a missing corner.
Put it in front of your eyes and watch it quietly.
Then, after a few seconds, he saw a layer of gray light appear on the bowl, and a line of words appeared.
【Broken pottery bowl: A broken pottery bowl that doesn’t look very clean. 】
Sure enough, a smile appeared on Lu Qing's face.
(End of this chapter)
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