I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 292 The woman in memory
Before the van set off, Eucommia ulmoides gave the foreigner a brief physical examination. After confirming that the foreigner was not in danger and that he was an old May friend, he told the village chief about the matter.

As for what happens next, it has nothing to do with him.

This large mountain that houses Chaoge Village is rich in products and has deep vegetation. In recent years, during certain seasons, many foreign travelers come here for an outing.

As for whether they were really outing or fake, whether it was mushrooms or tea trees that attracted them or something else, he didn't care.

After helping his cousin and his family put the hallucinated foreigner into a van going down the mountain, Eucommia ulmoides declined the lunch invitation from his uncle and aunt and said goodbye to go home.

Chaoge Village is a multi-ethnic village where every household grows tea trees. Nowadays, the most popular specialty product sold in the village, besides mushrooms, is tea.

But the central attraction of the entire village is neither the tea forest nor the mushroom mountain, but a thousand-year-old banyan tree in the center.

The luxuriant ancient banyan trees form a single forest, with criss-crossing root systems and huge crowns like horned dragons, as well as branches that extend wildly, forming natural arches, bringing with them a simple and vigorous beauty.

There is often fog in the mountains in the morning. People walking under the trees at this time often have the illusion that they have entered a foggy forest.

When I was a child, Eucommia ulmoides often saw a very beautiful woman appearing in the shadow of the trees for a while, as if she was lost.

He once imagined that she was his mother, and wanted to help her lead the way, but he could never reach her.

Because of his natural super vision, he often sees mirages in the distance. Maybe women are also part of the mirages.

Later, from an unknown day, he could no longer see her, so he just thought it was his hallucination and threw it away from then on.

It wasn't until he met Xia Qingdai that the dust-laden memory was a little loose.

For some reason, he always felt that Xia Qingdai was somewhat similar to the figure under the banyan tree in his memory.

But he knew from other people's mouths that she was a native of Jiangcheng and had never traveled far. And she was younger than him, so how could she appear in the mirage of his childhood.

So after being slightly surprised at the beginning, he didn't take it to heart.

Gurong is now the internet celebrity check-in point of the village, and it is also a gathering place for villagers in the village to enjoy the cool weather and hold meetings.

Eucommia ulmoides' home is not far from the edge of the ancient banyan tree.

His family is one of the few Han people in the village, but their house is a particularly ancient bamboo house, and their sense of history is stronger than that of their Dai neighbors.

In other words, this bamboo building has been around for many years, is very old, and is much older than Eucommia ulmoides.

Next to his bamboo house is his grandparents' house, and the old couple also lives in a bamboo house. The two bamboo buildings have the same style, and they look like buildings from the same period.

I haven’t been back for more than a year, but the bamboo building is still clean. Needless to say, it must be because the old couple comes to clean from time to time.

The first floor here is elevated, and the second floor is entirely dedicated to Eucommia ulmoides. There was basically no furniture in the empty bamboo building, not even a few books.

Even if a child without a father or mother can learn to read, it will be difficult for him to own too many books. If you want to read, you can only spend time in the free library.

In fact, after entering college, various awards, scholarships, and pocket money earned (such as from alumni such as Xia Qingdai) were enough to make him rich and free, and he was definitely considered wealthy among students. Not only do you not have to ask your family for money, but you can also give back to the old couple to improve their lives. Life is not difficult at all.

Reading changes destiny, which is clearly reflected in him.

Eucommia does not have much material desires, and her biggest expense is probably sound insulation materials.

Climbing upstairs, as soon as he put down his backpack, a thick snake swam towards him quickly and wrapped itself around his bag. He pushed it away as he thought it was in the way.

In ancient times, families living in bamboo houses often kept a housekeeping snake. It is rare in modern times, but the Du family is an exception. This king snake was caught and raised by Eucommia ulmoides when she was a child. The King's Golden Snake also has a more down-to-earth name "Cauliflower Snake" because the lines on its surface look like cauliflower and are non-toxic.

Although this nickname is so harmless, any snake with the word "king" is basically the nemesis of snakes. It is very ferocious and eats not only rats and ants, but also its own kind.

As the saying goes, "There are kings and brocades in one place, but there are no poisonous snakes in ten miles." It is much better than a dog to use it to look after homes and homes in a bamboo house in the mountains.

Eucommia ulmoides, who had arranged the mat, lay on her back on the mat, staring at the eyeballs on the triangular roof, motionless. Not far from him, there was the house snake that was also lazy and motionless after eating.

"Xiao Zhong! Xiao Zhong!" Grandpa's voice came from downstairs.

Du Zhong's mind flashed with the figures of his grandparents. For some unknown reason, he did not respond to the shouts below.

After a while, there was movement on the stairs, and it was the old man climbing up.

Eucommia ulmoides closed her eyes in time and fell asleep.

Although his eyes were closed, through his super-developed hearing, he could completely picture the person standing at the door in his mind.

The other party looked at him for a while, confirmed that he was asleep, and then climbed downstairs quietly.

Eucommia ulmoides heard clearly the conversation between the old couple: "The baby is so tired that he fell asleep. Reading is hard, let him have a good sleep for a while. At noon, go call his uncle and kill a chicken to supplement the baby."

"Hey, that's right. It's so hard to study. I'll tell his uncle later."

It wasn't until the people were far away that Eucommia suddenly opened her eyes again. She had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know how to face the old couple.

He has doubted his origins since he was a child because his appearance is really incompatible with his family.

His grandparents, uncle, and aunt are all short, dark, and have flat facial features; but he has been tall and fair since he was a child, with a mixed-race three-dimensional look.

None of his cousins ​​had any talent for reading, but he had been able to get first place in the exams since he was a child without having to work hard.

There are always people in the village jokingly saying that he was picked up from under the ancient banyan tree by his father.

When he was a child, his family used to say that because he looked like his mother, he didn't look like anyone else in the Du family. He was very doubtful about this. It was easy to deceive ordinary children with this kind of rhetoric, but it was difficult to deceive him.

As long as they insisted on saying so, he would just believe it.

Eucommia had no feelings for his "mother" who abandoned him and remarried after his father died, and never returned to the village to see him again, and even felt a little disgusted.

Occasionally, he will be a little curious and unconvinced. Is he really not worthy of being loved? He didn't even come back to see him once, not even once.

What should I do to be remembered by my mother? First in the school? Or is it number one in the city? Is it enough to become number one in the country by taking the exam?
It's a pity that even as smart as he is, he can't create miracles in this city with underdeveloped educational resources. After all, I couldn't get into the top 10 in the exam, and I couldn't wait for the missing mother's love.

Although as he grew older, he was no longer obsessed with his mother. But he is not willing to give up halfway when he wants to do something.

In the end, I got information about my grandpa’s house through free clinics for the whole village, young and old. He went to another town without hesitation and visited the so-called grandparents from a distance.

As long as he could find a little bit of himself in them, he wouldn't be so suspicious.

It is possible to lie to others, but it is difficult to lie to yourself, especially when you are an adult and your IQ is at its peak.

The idea of ​​doing a kinship test came up in just a short moment.

It happened that they all came to West Lake, it happened that their medical school had a well-equipped laboratory building, and it happened that the senior sister was willing to help...