Wear it with the house, but I am a black household [Quick Transmigration]

It was another June 2020, 6. After Anxi woke up, he was in a trance for a moment, and lay silently for a long time, remembering bits and pieces of his previous life, as well as those people in the Red Mansion and Lu Xiaofeng.

He thought he had forgotten many of them, but in retrospect, he could actually think of many, many more.

Never forget, just don't want to remember!That's all!

Covering his eyes with his hands, Anxi smiled silently.

It's a whole new world again, but this time, where will it be?

Anxi got up and washed, made himself a simple breakfast, then sat in front of the computer and uploaded the old article.

It's just that after uploading this time, he turned off the computer directly.

He has no intention of writing "Salt Policy" and "Doctor's Diary" again, and he is already very irritable because he keeps repeating them.

Use as much money as you have, at most, use it up, and treat it as if you don’t have the golden finger of Taobao.

If Duan Geng didn't feel sorry for it, he wouldn't even upload that old article. Fortunately, he had already finished writing it, and it didn't take much trouble to check it again, so he could finish it patiently.

Open the curtains, it is midsummer outside, the sun is hot and scorching.

Anxi paused, opened the door directly, and walked out of the courtyard.

Suddenly

His eyes widened!

Outside the courtyard is a cement road leading to the county seat, opposite the cement road is the river, and women can be seen washing things faintly by the river.

There is a mountain behind the house, and there is a small road up the mountain on the left side, and a large area of ​​rice fields on the back side. It is almost time to harvest, and it is golden, swaying like waves with the breeze.

This is a scene that Anxi is very familiar with, very very familiar.

This is his home!

It was the countryside where his family was located!

Of course he is familiar with this scene. He has watched it countless times since he was a child. Can he not be familiar with it?

So... he is wearing it back?

But soon, Anxi realized something was wrong.

The village is still the same village, but the layout is wrong.The mountain is there, the river is there, and the position of the field has not changed.

But the layout of the house has changed, and the style of the house has also changed.

Not far from Anxi's house is the place where the villagers gather, most of which are buildings. Because of the construction of the new countryside, there is also a large square and a pond in the village.

Now the square is gone, the pond is gone, the house is still a building, but the location of each house is different, and the style of the house is also different.

Anxi was apprehensive, so he went straight out and walked on the concrete road in the village. The more he walked, the more he felt cold.

"Anxi, you're up. You're in good health. Don't be too sad. Fortunately, you've graduated and can take care of yourself. Your father will leave at ease." This was a middle-aged uncle whom he didn't know.

Anxi forced a smile. There were only thirty or so households in the village, and he knew everyone very well. How could someone not know him.

"I'm fine, what are you going to do?"

"Oh, yes, Uncle has sold out the vegetables and is about to go back. If you want to eat any vegetables, Anxi, you can pick them directly from the field. Don't spend the money to buy them." The uncle confessed.

"Okay uncle, uncle, you go to work first." Anxi smiled, and passed the middle-aged man.

The moment he turned around, the expression on his face could no longer be maintained, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.

This...is not his village.

Anxi didn't want people to see anything strange, he walked forward silently, passing by a big tree shade, an old lady who was sitting called him to stop.

"Anxi, come here, come here."

"Grandma, what's the matter?" Anxi stepped forward to support the old man and helped her get up from the small bench.

This is also an old man she doesn't know, but she knows Anxi.

Grandma smiled and said, "Wait a minute, grandma will bring you a watermelon. When you were young, you liked to eat watermelon the most. Your father was seriously ill before and didn't grow it this year. Let me tell you, grandma's watermelon this year is very good. , sweeter than previous years, you must like it."

An Xi was silent, opened the corners of his mouth, and showed a happy smile, "Yes, I still worry that I won't be able to eat good watermelon this year, thank you grandma."

People he doesn't know, but they are as kind as his original folks.

When his father was sick, he went home to recuperate, and even passed away later, the villagers helped him a lot and took care of them as much as possible.Just like now, I send melons, fruits and vegetables, and often go to his house to talk with my father.

They are all the same good people, Anxi inevitably has the effect of empathy, and his mood has improved a lot, and he is no longer so heavy.

Even if you know, after passing through so many lives, things are already different.But when he saw the same hometown, he still had delusions uncontrollably.

But immediately, this delusion was shattered. Obviously the village was still the same village, but it had changed to a new world.

And there probably is an 'Anxi' in this world, but I don't know what happened to that 'Anxi' now, did he also take 'his' house across time?

Or did it just disappear after being replaced by yourself?

He once heard the theory of parallel time and space. It is said that there is one you in each time and space. When you in this time and space travel to that time and space, either you disappear or he disappears. There will only be one you in a time and space.

This is also the reason for Anxi's heavy heart. He is deeply afraid that because of himself, others will disappear inexplicably, and what disappears is himself in another time and space.

"Come on, grandma will pick it for you. This one is very ripe, very sandy and sweet. How about this?" Grandma pointed to the biggest watermelon and asked Anxi.

"Grandma, I don't like sandy ones, I like sweet ones." Anxi said with a smile, the melon was too big, he couldn't finish it by himself.

"Then this one, this one must be sweet and not sandy," Grandma heard Anxi say, and immediately pointed to another melon, and said regretfully, "It's just a little smaller."

"It's okay, I can eat enough for myself, thank you grandma." Anxi stepped forward to pick up the melon without letting the old man do it.

"Thank you, there are still a lot in the field. If you finish eating, you can pick them from the field yourself. Don't be polite with grandma." The old man said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll take it back and use well water first, it will be cold when I eat it in the afternoon." Anxi said goodbye to the old man with a smile.

"go Go."

Anxi came out of grandma's house with a watermelon in his arms and turned back. On the way, he met several villagers who greeted him.

Anxi didn't know them all, but rural people were not particular about it. They called grandpa and grandma when they met old people, and uncle and aunt when they were middle-aged.Anyway, An's family doesn't have any relatives in this village, and everyone calls them the same.

Anxi often called the wrong person when she was a child, calling the same person 'aunt' and 'auntie', whatever she thought of.

The adults don't mind either, and greet you cheerfully.

So now Anxi is not afraid of making mistakes, even if he makes a mistake, no one will notice.

When he got home, Anxi filled a bucket of well water and soaked the watermelon in the bucket.

Rural people do this all the time. Few people put watermelon in the refrigerator. In the past, it was because there were few refrigerators and well water was a natural way to cool down. Later, they thought it was so healthy.

Iced watermelon is delicious, but it's too cold, and people who are not in good health dare not eat it.For the elderly and children at home, even if there is a refrigerator, everyone is still accustomed to using well water to cool down.

After putting away the watermelon, Anxi sat on the sofa at home and meditated.

At present, it seems that there is an 'Anxi' in this world, so the police station must have an 'Anxi' identity certificate.

No one in the village became suspicious, that is to say, he looks exactly the same as the original 'Anxi'.

Anxi looked at his own house, it was brought over by him through time travel, the original 'Anxi' must have disappeared with everything 'his', including his ID card.

It seems that he has to ask the village head to write a certificate, and then go to the police station to get a new household registration book and ID card.

In addition, I don't know if the coins in this world are the same as those in his world. Regardless of whether they are, Anxi can't use the coins in that world.

After all, banknotes are numbered, and if they hit the same one, he will be in big trouble.

In the past, he could sell some products of modern society in exchange for money, but now it is also a modern society, and it is not so convenient to do business.

Now, he has no ID card, no mobile phone, no internet, and no money.

That's right, he has no internet!

The Internet at his home is connected to his world, and the information searched by the computer is also in his world, which cannot be connected to the Internet of this world at all.

The most important thing now is to get some money first, then apply for an ID card, and then buy a mobile phone and computer.

What should we do?

He can write, translate, and practice medicine, but none of these can make him make a fortune in a short period of time.

Anxi rubbed his forehead helplessly, what is it all about.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of food and drink, otherwise he would really have a big head.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of any good solution. Anxi lost the mood to eat, so he cut the watermelon in half.

Wrap half of it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator, and eat the other half with a spoon.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, found a random TV series, and watched aimlessly.

He really hasn't been so leisurely for a long time. In his previous life, he was really busy all his life. He had to study languages, take classes, write books, and occasionally deal with other things, such as adapting the books he wrote into scripts.

After selling the film and television rights of his books, several of them were adapted by himself, and he would shoot with the crew when he had time.

Especially as his reputation became more and more famous, and everyone believed in his medical skills, they had to regularly spare time to see a doctor and help them recuperate.

In the end, he not only had to take care of linguistics students, but also medical students, and he kept busy.

Anxi knew that he had better go to the village now, and ask them about the original "Anxi" and "Anxi"'s deceased father, so as to know himself and his enemy.

But he was just lazy to move, didn't want to talk, didn't want to face everything outside.

Just let him rest for a while.

It will be fine in a while.

In this, he is familiar and unfamiliar place!

The TV was a bit boring, watching it, Anxi lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

With this sleep, he slept until the evening, which also ushered in a turning point for him to make money.