The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

The violent wind stirred up the rainstorm and passed through the mountains and forests, bringing a whistling sound. The rain washed the soil and gathered into a yellow stream, filling the small pits trampled by the livestock, and then flowing down, making the mountain road more slippery.

Yun Yan returned to the camera wrapped in a raincoat in his arms, and shouted loudly in the sound of the rain: "Xiao Qin, what are you doing!"

The guide and town cadre beside him also said anxiously: "Let that little girl come here!"

This is the southwest mountainous area of ​​City A. Yun Yanhui is a TV reporter and brought her intern Xiao Qin here to shoot material. However, they never expected that there was a sudden rainstorm on the originally sunny weather, and they could only put away the equipment in a hurry.

The township cadres and guides in charge of the reception all grew up in the mountain village, and they all said that they must go down the mountain immediately.

However, the intern Xiao Qin was still dawdling there, making Yun Yan a little anxious to return.

Xiao Qin said with a sad face, "Brother Yun, my spare battery fell there."

Fearing that the equipment might get rained on, Xiao Qin was a little rushed when he was packing things up. When one hand slipped, the spare battery was removed. The mountain road was steep, and it was lost because of the dense grass below, but Xiao Qin was awkward enough to get it when he knelt on the ground.

All of their equipment is in the counter, and they have to be registered in and out, and they have to be returned how they are taken out. The original battery costs more than 1,000 yuan. Xiao Qin is an intern, and the family conditions are not particularly good, of course not. May leave it alone.

Knowing this, Yun Yan had no choice but to ask the township cadre to help him pick up the camera and turn back by himself.

"You go first, I'll pick it up." Yun Yan asked Xiao Qin to go forward first. He knelt down, pulled the tree roots next to him, stretched his arms and bent over to pick up the battery.

The heavy rain was pouring, washing his face, his vision was a little blurred, Yun Yan back tightly holding the root of the tree, and trying to stretch out his hand, **** barely touched the battery.

He was overjoyed in his heart, just about to work harder, his feet suddenly slipped, his hands couldn't be stabilized, and he planted forward. He only heard Xiao Qin's ear-piercing screams in his ears, and immediately became unconscious.

The last thought Yun Yan replied was, don’t give me a disability, just for more than one thousand dollars, it’s not worth it...

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The gentle singing awakened Yun Yanhui's consciousness, and then the body gradually recovered, and the brain was able to direct the body.

Yun Yanhui only felt that he was in a warm embrace. He opened his eyes strenuously, and what caught his eyes was a gentle and beautiful face. The red lips closed together, and the gentle singing voice flowed out.

Immediately, there was a concerned look on this face: "Yan'er, do you still have a headache when you wake up?"

The strange visual effects and the unfamiliar woman made Yun Yan a little bit back in his heart, and raised his hand to look in front of him. It turned out to be short and small, obviously a child's hand.

The young woman's hand fell on Yun Yan's head and said distressedly: "Next time it rains, don't go up the mountain. For such a small person, the road is not stable... Fortunately, this time I didn't fall for any reason."

Listening to the young woman's rants, Yun Yan turned to the bottom of her heart and turned up the stormy sea. When she took a closer look, the narrow-sleeved ancient dress on the young woman was half old and not new. It was obviously hand-sewn, which was obviously different from the clothes in the photo studio. The furnishings are by no means modern.

This real touch, this shrunken body, this magical environment...

Yun Yan came to a conclusion that he had passed through.

Although it was a bit strange, the first thought Yun Yan came back to his mind was, in this case, it seems that there is no need to work overtime?

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Yun Yanhui remained still in a dazed state and was picked up by the young woman, put on his clothes, fed some hot water, and then carried out of the house where he was currently staying.

The big room outside looks like a hall-like place. There are bamboo mats on the floor. There are about eight or nine children sitting on it and playing games, ranging from a few months to seven or eight years old. Little girl in her arms.

It was this little girl. After seeing the young woman came out, she immediately ran to her lap with the baby in her arms, raised her head and asked, "How is your brother?"

Just now Yun Yan looked back at the furnishings in the house and discovered that this family is very poor. Except for the bed, the house is a shelf with a few clothes hanging on it. The furniture outside is only a table and a few bamboo mats.

Are all so poor and still have so many brothers and sisters? The young woman looks slender and gentle, so she can give birth?

"Hey, brother is all right." The young woman had just finished speaking, and the child in the little girl's arms slumped a few times and started to cry. The young woman bent down and played Yun Yan back, told him to stand by himself, then took the baby and started feeding.

Yun Yan almost couldn't stand firmly at the beginning, and grabbed the young woman's clothes. When the little girl saw this, she held him with her hands.

"Brother Yan, come and sit down." The little girl led Yun Yan back to a bamboo mat.

Sitting on the bamboo mat with crossed feet, Yun Yan could hear the baby's grunting, the children's high-fiving, the milky laughter of milk, and the croaking of cows from a distance.

When I lowered my head, I found that the slabs of gray and potted slabs were not very bright. The room was not very bright, and the sun was shining in from the high windows.

Oh my God, where did he travel to?

"Brother Yan, are you okay?" Several children who were playing around found that "Brother Yan" seemed to be too silent, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "It's all our bad, we won't do anything in the future. I won't play with you..."

What does this mean? Did this "Brother Yan" ran up to the mountain because of a quarrel with his brother, and then fell down?

Although he has not fully accepted the current situation, Yun Yan's sensibility made him whispered back: "It's okay."

When the children heard it, Tuan Tuan hugged Yun Yan back, silly for a while.

Probably because there are so many children in the family, including one who has not been weaned, the young women have been busy all the time. This also gave Yun Yan the opportunity to listen to the news from the child's mouth.

However, the child didn't know much about his sincerity. Yun Yan asked in a roundabout way what his current body was, how big it was, and how it was related to each other.

His body was only two or three years old now, and his name was actually Yun Yanhui-and he looked at it with the reflection in the basin, and his appearance was actually the same as when he was a child.

This made Yun Yanhui almost suspect that he had fallen into the parallel world or his body from the previous life, but he did not know whether the original little soul had passed away or arrived in his modern body. If it was the latter... probably It is considered to be insane.

As for the relationship between them, it is true that the young woman is his mother, but she is not a heroic mother who gave birth to ten babies in anger. All the children except him are orphans.

This place should be a place to adopt orphans. As for the young woman, she doesn't have much money to dress up. It shouldn't be adopted by her. She might just be hired to take care of the children.

After Yun Yan played with the children intensively for a while, the young woman called everyone to eat, moved the tables and chairs to the shade of the open space outside the door, and then brought the food.

Yun Yan glanced back and found that there were a lot of broken bran shells in the rice. There was no way. Ancient processing was time-consuming, and the poor did not have the cost to eat fine rice noodles. As for the dishes, Yun Yanhui also recognized that they were bamboo shoots and bracken, with no meat at all.

The young woman is still gently urging every child to eat, including Yun Yanhui.

Yun Yan picked up the bowl, took a bite, and frowned. Although it's for children, it's softer, but the bran shell inside is still very throaty. Then he found out that other children were madly eating vegetables to deliver food, so he learned something.

That's the case. Yun Yan couldn't help stopping his chopsticks when he was halfway through the meal, looking at the other children who were gobbled up, the weak willow and the young woman with food, and the empty house. There was a sense of lofty ambition in his heart.

Now that I have worn it, and my condition is not very good, but in order to eat better food in ancient times, I must also work hard to grow up and improve my living environment!

Yun Yanhui firmly held up the bowl and ate another bite of unpalatable wheat rice.

At this moment, a fat woman hurriedly stepped into the yard and said to the young woman with a pale face: "Ms. Zheng, it's not good, it's not good, the owner's business has lost a lot of money, and she wants to resign from us and take this kindergarten. It’s closed, sell land and sell money to fill it up."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

…Damn, his mother is unemployed before his ambitions have landed.