On the night of marriage, her husband, who had been sick for a long time, suffered from palpitations and closed his eyes and left, leaving her a pretty widow who was young. How difficult her life was, you can imagine that if the villagers had not been to help her, she would have already followed her husband's footsteps.
Now that the woman is watching so unscrupulously, a big man like Ren Xiaoyao, of course the woman will feel embarrassed, but the other party has just saved her chastity and is considered her savior. Of course, she cannot be rude, so she can only keep her head silent.
Ahem, Miss, where is this place?
The awkward atmosphere finally made Ren Xiaoyao realize that something was wrong. He coughed, sat upright, and then asked a tentative question, while praying that the other party would never tell himself that the answer that could only exist in his imagination and had no scientific basis at all.
Young Master, this is Zhaojia Village
The woman whispered, "I am Li Zhao, not a lady."
Zhaojia Village?
Haven't heard of it, who knows where on the map?
I've only heard of Zhongguancun
Is it my own?
In ancient times, women were called Li Zhao. In ancient times, women had to follow their husband's nature after getting married, which means that the woman's husband's surname was Li and her own surname was Zhao.
After all, he is a student in the middle school department. He reads many history books of Ren Xiaoyao
But after understanding it, Ren Xiaoyao felt that he had a big head and two big heads, even more trouble than the final exams of each semester. He had inexplicably traveled to ancient times.
Xiao, well, don't call me young master, my name is Ren Xiaoyao
Ren Xiaoyao was half smaller and changed his words temporarily, but he was not used to calling the difficult-to-mouth Li Zhao, so he simply called you, I am older than you, you should call me Brother Xiaoyao, and I came from a very far place. I am really not used to the name here. Can you tell me what your name is?
The woman raised her head slightly, glanced at Ren Xiaoyao with beautiful eyes. She saw that his hair was long and her eyebrows (bangs) was wearing strange clothes (casual clothes + jeans + sneakers) was indeed not like Zhongyuan. After listening to his explanation, she felt relieved and hesitated for a while, and finally spoke softly and said softly: Young Master, my parents' surname is Zhao, and their name is Fei Yàn
Yushuang flows in front of the water flute, Zhao Jiafei serves Zhaoyang
After dancing in your palm, the sound of the flute is gone, the autumn night of the Thirty-six Palaces is long
I sighed in my heart, this name is really worthy of the love in front of me. Ren Xiaoyao gestured twice on the short table and smiled: Zhao Fei Yàn? The girl's name is so beautiful
With a puff, Zhao Fei Yàn couldn't help laughing out loud. He had only seen people who praised people's names as good as they were, but he had never seen people who praised people's names as good as they were.
In fact, when Zhao Fei changed his clothes, Ren Xiaoyao had already quickly visited a small village. It was ancient and ancient, and it was precisely described as a local and rural color. After his observation, the possibility of mistakenly entering the primitive village or shooting the set was roughly ruled out. The original dynasty here is indeed a real ancient dynasty, but it is unknown which dynasty it was. So after Zhao Fei Yàn was reconfirmed, he was so calm.
In order to accept the impossible event that travels through ancient times, Ren Xiaoyao just kicked Li Sandong three and four again, no, five and six, well, maybe it was seven or eight feet...
Ren Xiaoyao said that Zhao Fei Yàn's name is good, of course it was intentional. After laughing, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Young Master... Xiao, Xiaoyao, brother...
Zhao FeiYàn saw Ren Xiaoyao glaring at her, and felt guilty and immediately changed his mouth.
Through the following conversation, Ren Xiaoyao had a relatively clear understanding of Zhao Fei Yàn and the dynasty that he traveled through time
Zhao Fei Yàn's husband Li Xiucheng was originally a lost candidate who was lost in the forest. He fell ill when he walked to Zhaojia Village. Zhao Fei Yàn's parents saved him. From then on, Li Xiucheng lived here. The next time, they married as written in the bloody martial arts novels. The two got married under the help of their parents, but in the auditorium, Li Xiucheng suffered from palpitations and died (there was only a barefoot doctor in the village. He was drunk and unconscious that day and could not see a doctor.) Since then, Zhao Fei Yàn has become a widow. A month later, her parents were attacked by wild animals in the dense forest. Both died, leaving her orphan alone.
There are so many troubles in front of the widow. Li Santong has already coveted her beauty. She was originally worried about Zhao Fei Yàn's parents. Now she saw that this pretty widow has lost her support and is very brave. She came to the door to cause trouble again and again. Today she wants to use her strength. If it weren't for Ren Xiaoyao's accidental mistakes and came to this ancient world for no reason, otherwise she would have been defeated by this beast.
Although Ren Xiaoyao was quite eager to understand this world, but Wudian Temple did not give face, he started to scream in disgrace at this time.
Zhao Fei couldn't help but smile, Qiao Yingying stood up and said with a smile: Brother Xiaoyao, you are a guest from afar. My little sister is not well received. I am really negligent.
After Ren Xiaoyao's repeated insistence, Zhao Fei Yàn no longer called herself a concubine. She walked to the stove and used a wooden bowl to take it in the rice jar for a long time. Just hearing the collision between the wooden bowl and the rice jar. When she took out the bowl for half a day, there was only half a bowl of millet in the bowl.
Zhao Fei Yàn was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but shed a tear. She immediately wiped away the tears with her sleeves, divided the millet in the bowl into two parts, thought for a while, bit her silver teeth and cooked the two parts together.
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Porridge, Ren Xiaoyao is sure that this is the sparse rice he has eaten in his life. It is accompanied by a small plate of pickles, which together form the first meal that Ren Xiaoyao has traveled through time.
On the short table, an oil lamp seemed to be extinguished but it was shaken gently, and the room was filled with the smell of fireworks and coal ash after the fireworks burned out.
Although he was not rich in his ex-Lun Xiaoyao's family, he still didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Now he has no connection with any powerful family, but if he wants him to eat such a meal, even though he is so heartbroken and hungry, Ren Xiaoyao could not swallow it after eating half full.
In sharp contrast to Ren Xiaoyao, Zhao Fei and Yàn ate very sweetly. Although the plain rice was too hard, the people at that time were already happy as long as they had a bite of rice. Moreover, Ren Xiaoyao had just kept her chastity, and her little heart was full of joy and gratitude.
Zhao Fei Yàn ate very slowly, but there was a happy expression on her face. After drinking a bowl of porridge, she stretched out her pink and tender tongue and licked the edge of the bowl, as if she was not willing to waste it at all.
Listening to the creaking sounds of the walls of the thatched house, it seemed that they could collapse at any time, Ren Xiaoyao sighed in his heart, looking at Zhao Fei Yàn, a little girl who should have been spoiled but loved, was too early to get in touch with food, rice, oil and salt and do housework due to the misfortune of the family. Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel sad, and he couldn't help but feel pity.
Seeing Zhao Fei Yàn put down the bowls and chopsticks, Ren Xiaoyao smiled and handed him half a bowl of porridge, and said warmly: Little sister, you can drink these too! I can't eat them anymore
The ancients called him a very awkward call, but the word Ren Xiaoyao was called catchy and smoothly.
Zhao Fei Yàn blushed when he heard this. This place was ancient times. Although I don’t know which dynasty it was, it is certain that the people here were shackles of feudal ethics. Ren Xiaoyao actually wanted a woman to eat the same bowl of rice with him. Moreover, the other party’s identity was a young and beautiful widow, so the other party could not think too much about it...
Looking at Ren Xiaoyao's thin sword-like eyebrows, there was endless handsomeness and romance, with starry eyes, even the bright stars in the sky would lose their light in front of him. In fact, this was a lover in Xi Shi's eyes. For Ren Xiaoyao, the savior, it was normal for Zhao Fei Yàn to look at him with a different eye.
Thinking that Ren Xiaoyao was returning from overseas, Zhao Fei Yàn smiled shyly at him, found an excuse, and said softly: Brother Xiaoyao, you, you are a guest, how can I... how can I...
Ren Xiaoyao didn't know the hidden concerns of these ancient people, and the kind lies came out: Little sister, I have a diarrhea today
Zhao Fei Yàn thought about it, and when he saw his beautiful eyes staring at him gently, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed, his pretty face blushed, his ears were hot, his heart beat faster, he hurriedly took the bowl and lowered his eyes.
Now that the woman is watching so unscrupulously, a big man like Ren Xiaoyao, of course the woman will feel embarrassed, but the other party has just saved her chastity and is considered her savior. Of course, she cannot be rude, so she can only keep her head silent.
Ahem, Miss, where is this place?
The awkward atmosphere finally made Ren Xiaoyao realize that something was wrong. He coughed, sat upright, and then asked a tentative question, while praying that the other party would never tell himself that the answer that could only exist in his imagination and had no scientific basis at all.
Young Master, this is Zhaojia Village
The woman whispered, "I am Li Zhao, not a lady."
Zhaojia Village?
Haven't heard of it, who knows where on the map?
I've only heard of Zhongguancun
Is it my own?
In ancient times, women were called Li Zhao. In ancient times, women had to follow their husband's nature after getting married, which means that the woman's husband's surname was Li and her own surname was Zhao.
After all, he is a student in the middle school department. He reads many history books of Ren Xiaoyao
But after understanding it, Ren Xiaoyao felt that he had a big head and two big heads, even more trouble than the final exams of each semester. He had inexplicably traveled to ancient times.
Xiao, well, don't call me young master, my name is Ren Xiaoyao
Ren Xiaoyao was half smaller and changed his words temporarily, but he was not used to calling the difficult-to-mouth Li Zhao, so he simply called you, I am older than you, you should call me Brother Xiaoyao, and I came from a very far place. I am really not used to the name here. Can you tell me what your name is?
The woman raised her head slightly, glanced at Ren Xiaoyao with beautiful eyes. She saw that his hair was long and her eyebrows (bangs) was wearing strange clothes (casual clothes + jeans + sneakers) was indeed not like Zhongyuan. After listening to his explanation, she felt relieved and hesitated for a while, and finally spoke softly and said softly: Young Master, my parents' surname is Zhao, and their name is Fei Yàn
Yushuang flows in front of the water flute, Zhao Jiafei serves Zhaoyang
After dancing in your palm, the sound of the flute is gone, the autumn night of the Thirty-six Palaces is long
I sighed in my heart, this name is really worthy of the love in front of me. Ren Xiaoyao gestured twice on the short table and smiled: Zhao Fei Yàn? The girl's name is so beautiful
With a puff, Zhao Fei Yàn couldn't help laughing out loud. He had only seen people who praised people's names as good as they were, but he had never seen people who praised people's names as good as they were.
In fact, when Zhao Fei changed his clothes, Ren Xiaoyao had already quickly visited a small village. It was ancient and ancient, and it was precisely described as a local and rural color. After his observation, the possibility of mistakenly entering the primitive village or shooting the set was roughly ruled out. The original dynasty here is indeed a real ancient dynasty, but it is unknown which dynasty it was. So after Zhao Fei Yàn was reconfirmed, he was so calm.
In order to accept the impossible event that travels through ancient times, Ren Xiaoyao just kicked Li Sandong three and four again, no, five and six, well, maybe it was seven or eight feet...
Ren Xiaoyao said that Zhao Fei Yàn's name is good, of course it was intentional. After laughing, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Young Master... Xiao, Xiaoyao, brother...
Zhao FeiYàn saw Ren Xiaoyao glaring at her, and felt guilty and immediately changed his mouth.
Through the following conversation, Ren Xiaoyao had a relatively clear understanding of Zhao Fei Yàn and the dynasty that he traveled through time
Zhao Fei Yàn's husband Li Xiucheng was originally a lost candidate who was lost in the forest. He fell ill when he walked to Zhaojia Village. Zhao Fei Yàn's parents saved him. From then on, Li Xiucheng lived here. The next time, they married as written in the bloody martial arts novels. The two got married under the help of their parents, but in the auditorium, Li Xiucheng suffered from palpitations and died (there was only a barefoot doctor in the village. He was drunk and unconscious that day and could not see a doctor.) Since then, Zhao Fei Yàn has become a widow. A month later, her parents were attacked by wild animals in the dense forest. Both died, leaving her orphan alone.
There are so many troubles in front of the widow. Li Santong has already coveted her beauty. She was originally worried about Zhao Fei Yàn's parents. Now she saw that this pretty widow has lost her support and is very brave. She came to the door to cause trouble again and again. Today she wants to use her strength. If it weren't for Ren Xiaoyao's accidental mistakes and came to this ancient world for no reason, otherwise she would have been defeated by this beast.
Although Ren Xiaoyao was quite eager to understand this world, but Wudian Temple did not give face, he started to scream in disgrace at this time.
Zhao Fei couldn't help but smile, Qiao Yingying stood up and said with a smile: Brother Xiaoyao, you are a guest from afar. My little sister is not well received. I am really negligent.
After Ren Xiaoyao's repeated insistence, Zhao Fei Yàn no longer called herself a concubine. She walked to the stove and used a wooden bowl to take it in the rice jar for a long time. Just hearing the collision between the wooden bowl and the rice jar. When she took out the bowl for half a day, there was only half a bowl of millet in the bowl.
Zhao Fei Yàn was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but shed a tear. She immediately wiped away the tears with her sleeves, divided the millet in the bowl into two parts, thought for a while, bit her silver teeth and cooked the two parts together.
********************
Porridge, Ren Xiaoyao is sure that this is the sparse rice he has eaten in his life. It is accompanied by a small plate of pickles, which together form the first meal that Ren Xiaoyao has traveled through time.
On the short table, an oil lamp seemed to be extinguished but it was shaken gently, and the room was filled with the smell of fireworks and coal ash after the fireworks burned out.
Although he was not rich in his ex-Lun Xiaoyao's family, he still didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Now he has no connection with any powerful family, but if he wants him to eat such a meal, even though he is so heartbroken and hungry, Ren Xiaoyao could not swallow it after eating half full.
In sharp contrast to Ren Xiaoyao, Zhao Fei and Yàn ate very sweetly. Although the plain rice was too hard, the people at that time were already happy as long as they had a bite of rice. Moreover, Ren Xiaoyao had just kept her chastity, and her little heart was full of joy and gratitude.
Zhao Fei Yàn ate very slowly, but there was a happy expression on her face. After drinking a bowl of porridge, she stretched out her pink and tender tongue and licked the edge of the bowl, as if she was not willing to waste it at all.
Listening to the creaking sounds of the walls of the thatched house, it seemed that they could collapse at any time, Ren Xiaoyao sighed in his heart, looking at Zhao Fei Yàn, a little girl who should have been spoiled but loved, was too early to get in touch with food, rice, oil and salt and do housework due to the misfortune of the family. Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel sad, and he couldn't help but feel pity.
Seeing Zhao Fei Yàn put down the bowls and chopsticks, Ren Xiaoyao smiled and handed him half a bowl of porridge, and said warmly: Little sister, you can drink these too! I can't eat them anymore
The ancients called him a very awkward call, but the word Ren Xiaoyao was called catchy and smoothly.
Zhao Fei Yàn blushed when he heard this. This place was ancient times. Although I don’t know which dynasty it was, it is certain that the people here were shackles of feudal ethics. Ren Xiaoyao actually wanted a woman to eat the same bowl of rice with him. Moreover, the other party’s identity was a young and beautiful widow, so the other party could not think too much about it...
Looking at Ren Xiaoyao's thin sword-like eyebrows, there was endless handsomeness and romance, with starry eyes, even the bright stars in the sky would lose their light in front of him. In fact, this was a lover in Xi Shi's eyes. For Ren Xiaoyao, the savior, it was normal for Zhao Fei Yàn to look at him with a different eye.
Thinking that Ren Xiaoyao was returning from overseas, Zhao Fei Yàn smiled shyly at him, found an excuse, and said softly: Brother Xiaoyao, you, you are a guest, how can I... how can I...
Ren Xiaoyao didn't know the hidden concerns of these ancient people, and the kind lies came out: Little sister, I have a diarrhea today
Zhao Fei Yàn thought about it, and when he saw his beautiful eyes staring at him gently, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed, his pretty face blushed, his ears were hot, his heart beat faster, he hurriedly took the bowl and lowered his eyes.
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