After three days of heavy snow, the sun finally emerged from the thick clouds.

At the foot of Beishan Mountain in the northeast of the capital, there is a simple wooden house covered with thatched roofs. The surrounding area of ​​the wooden house is surrounded by fences made of branches. This small house is located in a barren mountain and there is no house within ten miles nearby.

A young man who was not dressed in a very thick dress was waving his hoe behind the hut and digging a hole on the ground.

This young man is Li Xin who travels to this world.

He was originally an ordinary office worker in another world. After seven or eight years of hard work in the workplace, he had already reached the position of deputy manager in a small company. Not long ago, he was promoted to manager, so he went to the bar with his subordinates to celebrate the ceremony, and then... nothing happened!

Drinking to death is such a shameful way to die...

But now he has no time to consider the affairs of his previous life, because he has to face the reality, that is, he must live in this world.

Now, three days have passed since he traveled here, and for two of them he was in a state of drowsiness. During this drowsiness, the memory of the unlucky child who was penetrated by his soul was watched by him like watching a movie.

After reading this memory of "Li Xin", Li Xin had only one thought in his heart.

This is such a bad boy...

Therefore, when he woke up from his sleep and barely recovered some of his physical strength, he went to the dilapidated temple and carried his uncle back, trying to dig a hole to bury the old man who was frozen to death.

Although the sun was coming out at this time, the weather was still extremely cold. Because of the cold, the surface of the earth was covered with frozen soil, which was extremely difficult to dig. Fortunately, the weather here was not that cold, so only a little on the surface was frozen. After digging the frozen soil on the surface, it quickly became soft. It was not until noon that Li Xin dug a pit of about a half meters. He gestured and felt that it was almost deep enough, so he prepared to put his uncle in it.

"Depthier."

An old voice came from the side. Li Xin turned around and found that the old carbon seller who rescued him was sitting on a stone beside him, holding a half-old straw mat in his hand, holding a yellow gourd in his other hand, and tilting his head up to drink a few glasses of wine from time to time. Judging from the situation, he had been digging a hole for a long time.

The old man raised his head and took a sip of wine, and continued.

"Your uncle has no son, so you should dig three feet and nine more according to the rules and dig deeper."

When he woke up, Li Xin probably told the old man who sold carbon some of his own situation, and also told his uncle about his situation. Therefore, the old man knew that his uncle had no son.

Li Xin had no choice but to wipe his sweat, lifted his hoe and continued to dig a hole.

After a sip of wine, the old man stood up from the stone and wrapped Li Xin's uncle from the straw mat in his hand.

After a person dies, he must never touch the soil directly. This is a huge taboo. In ancient times, no matter how poor he is, he had to try every means to make a coffin for himself. No matter how bad he is, he had to wrap his body with a straw mat. This is the most "economic" way of dying and he can't save it anymore.

In the eyes of people of this era, if a corpse touches the soil, it will be only slightly stronger than the wilderness of exposed corpses.

In this way, Li Xin digged a pit and the charcoal seller guided him. It was not until noon that the tomb was barely dug. The old man looked around the tomb and nodded with satisfaction.

"The baby is good. When I woke up, I didn't forget to collect the body for your uncle. He is a filial baby. The old man didn't save you in vain."

Li Xin sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Three feet nine, which is more than one meter deep, and under the guidance of this old man, both length and width are of great importance. This is a considerable project. After all, Li Xin is still small, and he hasn't eaten much for several days, and he is exhausted on the ground.

The old man walked around the tomb for a few more times and became even more satisfied. He turned around and smiled at Li Xin sitting on the ground, then said, "The old man saved your life, you must repay the old man."

Li Xin sat on the ground and took a big breath. The little girl was very sensible. She trotted forward a few steps and handed Li Xin the bamboo tube hanging around her waist. Li Xin opened her mouth and drank a few sips of water before she recovered some strength. He looked up and smiled reluctantly at the charcoal seller and said, "The father-in-law saved the boy's life. If you have any conditions, just say it. If you can do it, the boy has no choice."

Although he is a modern person, he has completely taken over the memory of this unlucky child. Therefore, he naturally knows how this era or the world should speak, so there is no problem in the conversation.

The charcoal seller smiled kindly: "In the future, if the old man is gone, you should also dig a tomb for the old man to see him. Remember, the old man has a son, and the tomb pit should be four feet three feet deep, so don't make a mistake."

Li Xin was slightly stunned for a moment, and then saw that the charcoal seller had ravines on his face and his hair had turned white. He immediately understood what the old man meant.

He climbed up from the ground, looked serious, bowed to the old man and said, "Don't worry, my father-in-law, I have agreed to this matter. My father-in-law saves Li Xin's life. From now on, Li Xin will give me the old man to the old man and see him off."

The charcoal seller lowered his head and coughed, then said in a muffled voice: "It's enough to send him off, but you don't have to retire. You kid are penniless and almost frozen to death. Why do you come to support the old man?"

While talking, the old man put his uncle's body into the tomb pit with Li Xin, and then sat on the big stone next to him, pointing out Li Xin to start burying the soil.

It is obviously easier to bury soil than digging a pit. With the old man's guidance, about an hour later, Li Xin piled up a beautiful grave. After kowtowing in front of the grave, he followed the old man and returned to their wooden house.

There are two rooms and two beds in this wooden house, but both beds are in one room and the other room is a mud stove with a wooden bellows next to the stove.

The charcoal seller skillfully sat in front of the bellows, threw pieces of wood into the stove, and prepared to start a fire.

Burning charcoal is actually a technical job.

Just lighting the wood can't burn out charcoal, it can only burn out carbon ash.

The trick is to close the furnace door when it is halfway through, so that the charcoal inside cannot continue to burn, and then slowly carbonize.

In ancient books, this is called burning wood to retain nature.

The old man sat next to the bellows, pulling the bellows while coughing and speaking: "It's cold this year, and there are many people buying charcoal in the city. The old man can't be busy alone. Seeing that you have no place to go for the moment, I left a group of old men to help. This work is OK this year. If you help burn more charcoal, you can have an extra pair of chopsticks."

This charcoal seller is obviously a very kind person. In this era, no poor family would allow one more person to eat at home.

Li Xin really has no place to go now, his uncle is gone, and his mother dies of illness. He can't go back to his hometown in Yongzhou for the time being. The "slag father" in the capital is even more unreliable. After thinking about it, he can only stay here for the time being and help the old man burn charcoal together.

Moreover, he has no thick clothes now, and he doesn't have a penny on his body. When he walks out from here, he will easily be frozen to death like his uncle.

So he nodded to the old man and smiled and said, "Thank you, my father-in-law, for giving you a bite of food."

The old man raised his eyebrows.

"From tomorrow, you go to the city to sell carbon in the morning, go up the mountain to cut wood in the afternoon, and come back to burn charcoal in the evening."

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Chapter completed!