portable space

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a century.

Zhang Taiping opened his eyes and subconsciously raised his arms to block the dazzling light.

After his eyes adjusted to the bright light, Zhang Taiping was stunned. What stood in front of him was not a claw-like hand, but a thick and powerful arm. Even his previous legs were far inferior.

Zhang Taiping suddenly felt a panic, and twisted his stiff neck to look at his surroundings. He was not lying on a soft bed at home, but on an earthen kang made of bricks and earth.

Suddenly, he said "Ah..." and held his head, which seemed to be about to explode, with his hands. A memory flooded in like a flood.

I remember that I was sitting on a chair in the park when it suddenly started raining heavily. I was so drenched that I became dizzy and hid under a tree to take shelter from the rain. Because I cursed God, I was struck by lightning by the stingy God.

Already.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the jade pendant he had been wearing in front of him suddenly absorbed a large amount of thunder and lightning, emitted a dazzling white light that sucked him in while he was already floating in the air, and then rushed into the colorful passage created by lightning.

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At the other end of the passage was a stretch of dark mountains. He and the jade pendant kept floating along the mountains.

He didn't stop until he saw a mother and daughter holding a man lying on the ground crying in terror.

The man lying on the ground had a hole between his eyebrows, and blood was gushing out like a spring, flowing down his cheek and all over his face. It was really terrifying. There was a sharp stone next to his head, and the tip of the stone must be stained with blood. It must have been blood.

The man tripped and the stone tip happened to hit him between his eyebrows.

The man's legs twitched and his eyes began to roll up. In the eyes of Zhang Taiping, who had some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, this was a sign of death and there was no hope.

As if something suddenly occurred to her, the woman gestured to the little girl and ran desperately along the path towards the mountain behind her.

The little girl of four or five years old pressed her hands tightly against the wound that was still bleeding out. Her little face was green with fear, and her little mouth was still mumbling something.

Zhang Taiping was curious and wanted to get close to the little girl.

However, something strange happened. As if being pulled by a strange force, the jade pendant turned into a stream of light and penetrated through the wound between the man's eyebrows.

After that, the wound between the man's eyebrows began to fuse at a speed visible to the naked eye. But Zhang Taiping fell into darkness.

"Don't worry, he won't die yet." An old but energetic voice said.

The woman gestured again.

"Grandpa, mom asked your dad why he hasn't woken up yet." The little girl's voice translated in front of him.

"It's nothing serious. It's just that I lost too much blood before and now I'm very weak."

The old man was silent for a while and then said: "There is a possibility of losing his memory or becoming a fool. Alas! The head injury is very serious. I am lucky to be alive."

The woman's body trembled suddenly and her face turned pale. The little girl didn't dare to speak anymore and tightly grabbed her mother's clothes.

As if he thought of something that made him angry, the old man said angrily: "It doesn't matter if you become a fool, or you will be as ineffective as before, always making trouble."

Although the old man spoke harshly, Zhang Taiping, who had already woken up and squinted his eyes, could see the flash of sadness on the old man's face.

In fact, Zhang Taiping woke up shortly after the three of them entered the house. He just didn't know how to greet the family, so he kept pretending to be asleep.

Zhang Taiping, who had been fighting for several years at the starting point, understood that he was reborn. Specifically, he was resurrected through a corpse.

The original owner of this body is also named Zhang Taiping, and the previous memory belongs to him.

He is an only son. His parents were in a car accident when he was fifteen years old. His grandmother was extremely sad and died of depression soon after. After her grandmother left, his grandfather also changed his temperament. He moved to the back mountain alone and built a building next to the graves of his parents and grandmother.

He built a wooden house and stayed there.

Unsupervised, he wandered around the town after graduating from junior high school. With his tallness, strength, and skills taught by his grandfather in his early years, he also created a reputation in the town.

Later, some people organized to steal the cables from the brick factory, and were caught by the police station. They asked the family to pay 3,000 yuan to redeem them, but grandpa ignored them. So he was imprisoned for three months before being released.

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After I came out, I became honest and learned carpentry from an old carpenter in the village for two years.

When he was nineteen years old, my grandfather suddenly went down the mountain. He found a witness in the village and married the mute girl from across the street, regardless of his resistance.

Although he stopped robbing and stealing after getting married, he became addicted to gambling. I don’t know whether he was afraid of his father-in-law or because he was a good gambler. Anyway, there was no such thing as selling a house or wife, but he didn’t have anything in his hands.

Surplus money.

Especially in the past two years, it has become worse. Carpentry work has also been neglected. I have lost all the money my wife worked hard to cultivate the land and plant fruit trees. After returning home, I even beat my wife with fists and kicks. First, I thought my wife was mute, so I asked her to

He lost his position outside, and the second reason was that his wife did not give birth to a baby boy but gave birth to a loser.

Last night I lost all my money, drank some wine, listened to some rumors, and staggered home.

One foot was not stable, which made the current Zhang Taiping easier.

Zhang Taiping opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was not the two adults who were each thinking deeply, but the little girl who had been secretly looking at him.

The little girl is the daughter of this body. She is four years old and has no name yet. She keeps screaming "ya-ya, ya-ya".

Yaya opened her eyes when she saw him, and quickly hid behind her mother. She gently tugged on the corner of the woman's clothes.

The woman is the mute wife of this body, named Cai Yazhi. However, Zhang Taiping had always been mute and screamed before.

Cai Yazhi's natal family was from the opposite side. Her parents, like the parents of this body, died in the car accident. She was left with her sister Cai Xiaomei, who was three years younger.

She raised her head and saw that Zhang Taiping had woken up and looked very happy. She made gestures to the old man sitting on the chair.

The old man is the grandfather of this body. It is said that he was a field doctor in the past, participated in the Liberation War, and settled here after liberation.

Zhang Taiping just knew that the old man was very skilled. Although he was about eighty years old, he could still deal with two or three people by himself. He just didn't know why his grandma stayed on the mountain and never came down, and ignored his grandson.

The old man turned around, put two fingers on Zhang Taiping's wrist, closed his eyes and listened for his pulse for a while. Then he suddenly asked: "Do you recognize who I am?"

Zhang Taiping was stunned for a moment, then understood and nodded.

The old man observed for a while and asked about some symptoms. After confirming that everything was fine, he stood up and said: "I think you are lucky, it's nothing serious, just take some supplements."

Zhang Taiping looked at the old man's face and opened his mouth to call out for grandpa, but it seemed like there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout out.

The old man looked at his expression and said "hum", shook his sleeves and walked out. When he got to the door, he said: "If you can get down from the kang, come to my place to get some medicine."

After the old man left, Cai Yazhi made gestures towards Zhang Taiping.

Zhang Taiping, who was thinking about what to say, was confused, but still didn't understand what she wanted to express.

Although they had lived together for five years, there was no tacit understanding between husband and wife. Zhang Taiping felt contempt for his predecessor.

"Dad, Mom asked you what to have for lunch." Yaya quickly glanced at Zhang Taiping, who was frowning, and said timidly, lowering her head like a little rabbit.

Yaya's movements caught Zhang Taiping's eyes, making him speechless.

I couldn't help but laugh at myself thinking that in my previous life, you were so majestic that even my own daughter was so afraid of you.

While feeling sad for him, I also gradually weakened the guilt caused by occupying my body.

He shook his head, thought for a while and said, "Let's make some millet porridge."

For ordinary northern farmers, what is scarce is not by-products such as millet, red beans, and mung beans, which can fetch good prices in big cities, but rice.

Most areas in the north suffer from drought and water shortage, and the land is barren. It is suitable for growing drought- and cold-tolerant crops such as wheat, corn, sorghum and millet.

After the reform and opening up, with the development of science and technology, the output of wheat and corn increased rapidly. Nowadays, large areas in the north are dominated by wheat and corn. Sorghum and millet have been gradually abandoned due to poor taste or low yield. Winter

Plant wheat and harvest corn in summer, alternating between two seasons a year.

Rice cannot be grown in this mountainous area. If you want to eat it, you can only buy it.

Millet is also called millet here. Zhang Taiping remembers growing some at home for a rare meal.

After hearing this, Cai Yazhi hurried to the kitchen to prepare, and Yaya also hurriedly followed out, as if Zhang Taiping was a monster. Zhang Taiping laughed at himself again.

After all, I just lost so much blood yesterday that even an iron-clad man couldn't resist it. After talking for a while, sleepiness came over me.

Not long after he closed his eyes, the mute wife gently shook him awake.

He was holding a wooden plate in his hand. On the wooden plate were two large old bowls and a shallow bamboo basket.

In the bamboo basket are pot helmets cut into triangles. They are the kind of pot helmets that are known as Shaanxi specialties and have become famous all over the country. The pot helmets from Baoji Fufeng and Qishan are the most famous and are sold at every railway station or bus station.

This place belongs to the Guanzhong area in the hinterland of Shaanxi and is under the jurisdiction of Xi'an. Guokui is also authentic.

There are two old bowls, one holds sauerkraut, but it's not called sauerkraut here, it's called pickled vegetables, which are made from pickled wild vegetables.

The other bowl was porridge. It looked like there was more soup than rice. This was not because the mute wife abused him and was reluctant to give him food. But there was an allusion to it.

It is said that during the war years, all the men in a family were drafted off to fight, and only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were left in the family.

My daughter-in-law is very filial. She does all the farm work at home. She also washes and cooks for her mother-in-law. She brings water to her mother-in-law every night and washes her feet. She mainly eats millet and only takes some for herself every time.

Soup and leave the rice to your mother-in-law.

But the strange thing is that the mother-in-law is getting thinner and thinner, while the daughter-in-law is getting fatter.

So someone asked the mother-in-law if the daughter-in-law abused her.

The mother-in-law quickly defended her daughter-in-law and said: "My daughter-in-law is very filial to me. She washes and cooks for me and washes my feet. She leaves all the rice for me every time she eats and only drinks some soup."

From this, people know that all the nutrition of millet is in the soup.

Placing wooden plates in front of and behind Zhang Taiping, the mute wife and little Yaya sat at a low wooden table not far from the kang. As expected, there was more rice than soup in the bowl.

Zhang Taiping picked up the old bowl and took a sip of the porridge. The unique flavor of millet bloomed on the taste buds, and there was also the fragrance of red beans. It made people feel light on the forehead and greatly increased their appetite.

Picking up a piece of pot helmet, it is more than three centimeters thick. There are oil flowers on the outer two layers of skin, and the soft inner flesh is sandwiched in the middle.

I took a bite. The outer skin was crispy and had a slight flavor of vegetable oil. The middle was soft and delicious, like bread, but chewier and with a hint of sweetness.

I quickly finished a piece in a big mouth. I picked up the bowl, drank the sour and cool vegetables, and slurped down the old bowl. I only felt full after adding two more pieces of Guokui. I patted my full stomach and felt energetic.

Much better.

He raised his head and bumped into Yaya who was peeking over again.

Little Yaya panicked and quickly turned her head.

Zhang Taiping smiled when he saw little Yaya almost stuffing her head into a bowl bigger than her head. A warm feeling spread in his heart.

Although he also wanted the little one to act coquettishly in his arms, Zhang Taiping, who had a secret in his heart, knew that he couldn't rush it and there had to be a process. Otherwise, it would definitely arouse suspicion if it was too sudden. People suspected that the illusory possibility of resurrecting a corpse was indeed very small.

But don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. To be on the safe side, it’s better not to act abnormally or excessively.