Looking out the window, the sunlight is still there, and the hall is only the most primitive furnishings, with slightly shabby tables and chairs, and an empty living room. Even the alchemy furnace in his bedroom was long gone.

"What the hell is going on with all this? Could it be that it was all dreams before? Or am I dreaming now?"

Zhao Xiaoning was really stunned, he couldn't tell if the previous thing was a dream or not. If it's really a dream, then this dream is too absurd, isn't it?

Trying to run the Shennong Technique, Zhao Xiaoning found that there was not the slightest sign of true qi in his body.

"Dad, what day is it today?" Zhao Xiaoning asked.

"April 3rd, what's wrong?" Zhao Dashan asked puzzled.

"What year?" Zhao Xiaoning.

"Is your kid fever? 15 years, is it any other year? Hurry up and eat, go to the field to plant peanuts after eating, and today you have to plant all the peanuts on those two acres of land." When he was done with the things in the fields, Lao Tzu had to go to the city. Well, Lao Tzu is going to make a fortune. Zhao Dashan let out a hearty laugh.

"April 3rd?" Zhao Xiaoning frowned slightly, in his memory that he didn't know if it was a 'dream' or reality, his father led the whole village into the city to install water, electricity and heating on April 15th. In other words, I went back to the time before that disaster happened.

Although his head was a little confused, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, but Zhao Xiaoning really hoped that these things in front of him were real. I really hope that my father can live, as long as he can live, even if there is no Shennong inheritance, what can he do?

"Dad, I've missed you so much during this time. At the dining table, Zhao Xiaoning's eyes were red and swollen as he looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

"Vomit!" Zhao Dashan retched for a while: "Can the two old men not be so sensy when they talk? Do you still want Lao Tzu to have breakfast?"

"My mom misses you too. Zhao Xiao said quietly. He didn't know what had happened today, but he vaguely felt that what had happened before going to bed was too real and didn't look like a dream. So he had to find evidence.

"Did you dream of your mother?" Zhao Dashan looked at him in surprise: "What did your mother say to you?" ”

"Is she, really dead?" Zhao Xiaoning asked calmly. His eyes kept observing Daddy's face, but he was disappointed, and Daddy kept a puzzled expression.

"Kicked in the head by a donkey?" Zhao Dashan asked, not knowing why Zhao Xiaoning said this.

Zhao Xiaoning smiled and did not speak.

After eating, Zhao Xiaoning carried a hoe, a shovel, and a bundle of plastic film to the field south of the village. As for Zhao Dashan, he followed closely behind with a sprayer and more than 20 catties of peanuts.

"No, we need to take a break. As soon as he walked out of the village, Zhao Xiaoning was tired and out of breath.

"That's the price of not going to school. Zhao Dashan snorted twice and said, "Son, you are still too young now, you should go to school." ”

"Why do you want to study?" asked Zhao Xiaoning puzzled.

"Study hard and make progress every day!" Zhao Dashan replied as he should.

Zhao Xiaoning pouted: "You are about to become a nouveau riche, and I also have to feel what life it is like to be a rich second generation! ”

Zhao Dashan smiled bitterly: "Even if your father really becomes a nouveau riche, so what? To put it bluntly, we are farmers after all, and if we don't have a diploma, we won't be looked down upon anywhere." Besides, our old Zhao family only has you as a lone seedling, if you can go into the university and get a college diploma, I am sure that the ancestral grave of our old Zhao family will have wolf eyes. Well, yes, huh, popping out. ”

"Do you really want me to go to school?" Zhao Xiaoning asked.

"Ovkaus!" Zhao Dashan said.

"Okay, when I want to. Zhao Xiaoning picked up the hoe and shovel and other tools again, and finally came to the field.

The fields have already been plowed before, and the autumn harvest can be waited by digging pits and putting peanuts in them, then filling them with soil, spraying pesticides and spreading plastic film, but before that, weeding and irrigation will be required depending on the conditions in the fields.

After a hard day, Zhao Xiaoning dragged his walking corpse-like body back to the village with his father.

For three days, Zhao Xiaoning gradually adapted to this kind of poor life, and he didn't mention a word about his mother. Except for the shock he felt when he first saw his father, he had calmed down.

Toon scrambled eggs, shallots mixed with tofu, authentic farm dishes, although there is no meat, but Zhao Xiaoning is gobbling up, and the food is particularly sweet. Because the most beautiful food in the world is made by my father, he never gets tired of eating it.

"I am amazed by your patience. Looking at his gobbling son, Zhao Dashan couldn't help but smile bitterly. The originally simple eyes became deep and complex at this moment.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoning's figure trembled violently, the food in his mouth was as tasteless as chewing wax, and a layer of crystal tears appeared in his eyes: "I thought this kind of life could be maintained for a while." ”

Zhao Dashan looked at him dotingly: "Son, dad is not dead, yes." It seems to me that death is not the loss of life, but the exit from time. So you don't have to be so sad. With that, he reached out and touched his head.

"Death is not the loss of life, but the departure of time?" Zhao Xiaoning muttered, and then chuckled: "This is too high, people who have not died can't say this!"

"Son, I feel like you're too tired. You can make your life easier, you are still a year old, even if you want to develop the village, there is no need to be in such a hurry. People live for a long time in this life, if you plan all the villages, what are your plans for the rest of your life?" Zhao Dashan said calmly.

"I know what you're trying to say, you want me to go to school, you want me to get a college diploma, right? If this is your old wish, my son will do his best to fulfill it. But I have a premise. Zhao Xiaoning said seriously.

"You say. Zhao Dashan said.

"Can you come to my dream a few times often?" The tears in Zhao Xiaoning's eyes slipped down uncontrollably, the second anniversary of his father's death, this was the first time he appeared in his dream. He really wished that his father would appear in his dreams a few more times.

"I'll try my best. Zhao Dashan smiled bitterly.

Zhao Xiaoning smiled, and there was a bitterness in his heart. is the so-called day and night, maybe it was during this time that he thought that he would appear in his dream on the second anniversary of his father's death.

"Dad, if you can, I want you to go to Mommy's dream once. I'm sure she misses you more than I do. Zhao Xiaoning said seriously.

"Take good care of your mother for me, and pay it back to your father in the afterlife. Zhao Dashan smiled slightly, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared in front of Zhao Xiaoning.

"Death is not a loss of life, but a step out of time?" Zhao Xiaoning frowned slightly, and a question mark appeared in his heart, with his father's diploma that he had never gone to school, how could he say such esoteric words?