Past life family of three

  Let me explain, the previous chapter started with saying that he is one of the male leads because I haven't decided which handsome guy to use as the male lead yet. It's absolutely not an NP novel, you guys can rest assured and jump into the pit (*^__^*) Hehe...

  After reading the book review section, I also think that sentence is problematic, so I made a slight modification.

  It's Friday, everyone, please give me more support.

  Happy every day, I am a cheerful dividing line.

  Kang, reed mat, wooden beam, thatched roof, paper pasted on the lattice window.

  The boy opened his eyes dazedly.

  This is...

  He came to, his family was celebrating his birthday, many officials and military officers had arrived, the emperor even let the crown prince congratulate him in person...... Earlier he fainted at home, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his wife.

  But didn't his wife... pass away already?

  The boy felt a bit dizzy and his head hurt, and he subconsciously touched it, only to find that it was cracked.

  Wait, whose hands are these?

  The boy stared at the pair of white hands in front of him, with slender fingers and distinct joints, a very familiar pair of hands... But who could tell him that now he was over 70 years old, how could he have such a youthful pair of hands?

  It seems like the girl suddenly became much smaller just before that.

  Lying quietly on the kang, the boy felt that all of this was so strange.

  His name is Ling Xu. His father was a scholar in the village of Lingjia, and from a young age he had been well-read in poetry and books. At the age of 14, he became the youngest scholar in Liaodong Prefecture.

  At the age of sixteen, he was originally going to Fucheng to continue taking the imperial examination, but as a result, he encountered Turkic soldiers who were looting and inadvertently saved one of the commanders who was leading the army at that time. He then stayed in the military with his clever mind and extensive knowledge of military strategy, and step by step rose through the ranks. At the age of forty, he even saved the emperor's life once, and eventually became a duke of the Daqian dynasty.

  Ling Xu looked back on his life, from a small mountain village to the position of Guo Gong, a high-ranking official in the imperial court. Now he has children and grandchildren around him, with countless servants at his beck and call, and can be said to be enjoying unparalleled prosperity. Unfortunately, his wife had left too early. In this life, he had killed countless people, but never a good person. Yet, despite saving countless lives, he was unable to save his wife no matter what he did.

  It was in his fortieth year that he went to rescue the emperor with his wife, and as a result, his wife took an arrow from the Turkic soldiers for him.

  He lived on, but his delicate wife remained forever under those green hills.

  At the age of seventy-three, he felt a sense of nostalgia for his life. Now that he had become a national duke, all he could think about was seeing his young wife again. If time could flow backwards, he would rather not have received the title and instead stayed with her forever in Lingjia Village.

  What fame and wealth, in the end is nothing but a fleeting dream.

  Perhaps she also has such feelings when her husband is conferred a title of nobility.

  Ling Xu's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and she stared at her own pale and tender palms in shock.

  He has experienced too much in this life, far more than ordinary people, and must be calm and composed.

  Something unbelievable seems to have happened on his body.

  "Big brother, are you awake?" A soft and gentle voice broke into Ling Xuan's thoughts.

  Ling Xu turned his head and saw a little boy with big eyes crawling towards him, the boy's eyes were still sleepy, as if he had just woken up.

  Ling Xu's gaze fell on the boy's eyes, which were as big and shiny as his little wife's.

  "Who are you?" Ling Xu's voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke.

  "I'm Ballball, who are you, big brother?" Ballball's voice was soft and sweet, and she wasn't shy at all.

  Ball?

  Isn't that your younger brother-in-law's milk name?

  Ling Xu looked at the child in front of him in surprise, he was only three years old.

  Heaven, what's wrong with me?

  Is this just a dream?

  Subconsciously pinched a thigh, ouch, it really hurts.

  "Who are you talking to?" Liang Tian Tian came in from outside, and as soon as she saw Ling Xu's open eyes, she exclaimed with surprise: "You're awake, that's great! You lost a lot of blood earlier, it scared us to death."

  The girl gently patted her chest, but her face was full of smiles.

  It's her, it's definitely her.

  At this moment, Ling Xu's eyes were filled with tears, he finally saw her again.

  Liáng Tián Tián, his little wife from a past life, his finger-picked bride, his hair-tied wife, his lifesaver...

  "Tian Tian?" Ling Xu's voice was hoarse, and as soon as he spoke, tears fell uncontrollably. He wanted to see her clearly, but the more he cried, the more blurred his vision became, no matter how hard he wiped them away.

  Thirty years had passed and he finally saw her again, but in such an environment.

  "Do you know me?" Liang Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he awkwardly said: "Uh, who are you?" Afraid that the other person would be suspicious, he pointed to his own head and said: "A few days ago I hit my head and forgot many things."

  Ling Xu was taken aback and suddenly sat up.

  "Is it serious? Have you gone to see a doctor?" Suddenly, I felt dizzy and subconsciously fell backwards.

  Liang Tian jumped in fright and hastily said: "Oh no, don't move around, your head is still injured."

  Ling Xu lay back on the bed, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his head, and a large amount of information flooded in. Ling Xu fell asleep again. Just before he fell asleep, he looked deeply at Liang Tian Tian. That one glance made Liang Tian Tian subconsciously shiver, this person's eyes... how could they be so familiar? Seemingly filled with emotions.

  Liáng tián tián shuǎi shuǎi tóu, bǎ zì jǐ nǎozi lǐ nàxiē bù qiè shíjì de xiǎngfā qù diào.

  English Translation:

  Liang shook his head and got rid of those unrealistic ideas in his mind.

  He's just how old, at most eleven or twelve years old, ancient men were precocious but not to the point of being this precocious.

  The man fainted again, and Liang Tian clearly heard the rumbling sound of his empty stomach. Thinking of the recent Turkic soldiers' looting, he let out a soft sigh.

  It's all because of food.

  Now that we know the cause of the "disease", it's easier to treat.

  "Ball, don't disturb people." Liang Tiantian whispered a sentence and went to the outer room to continue cooking. The pot cooked millet porridge, which was almost done, but Liang Tiantian thought that this person might not have eaten for several days, so he cooked it for a while longer.

  The pot soon emitted the aroma of rice porridge.

  Liáng Mǎn Cāng and Liáng Mǎn Yún returned from outside, each carrying a bundle of firewood on their backs.

  "Little sister, are you awake?" Liang Mancang asked as soon as he entered the door.

  "Uh-huh." Liang Tian nodded and said softly, "I'm afraid it's because we're hungry. The rice will be ready soon, I'll prepare some more bok choy for you guys to eat later." The bok choy was sent by Xiaohua, their family had planted a lot of vegetables in their backyard, perhaps because they saw that Liang Tian's family was too poor, the Turkic soldiers didn't go in and instead saved them a lot of trouble.

  "Xiao Hua didn't also give the radish dry made by Aunt Chrysanthemum, did she? Let's keep the cabbage for tomorrow." Liang Man Cang said as he glanced at the five cabbages in the corner of the wall. Their family didn't have many things to begin with, and they couldn't afford to be wasteful.

  Liang Tian felt it made sense, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head.

  "There are guests at home, so we'll have half a stew today." When guests come to the door, it's not good to be too demanding. Besides, several children are growing up and need nutrition, so dinner is usually porridge, can't afford to lose out on nutrients.

  Liang Mancang didn't persist and went into the house to take a look, that person had actually woken up.

  "You're awake." Liang Mancang finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that something would happen to this person. "Little sister has already cooked the meal, it'll be ready soon, you rest first."

  Ling Xu digested the memories in his mind, and what he never expected was that he had actually been reborn.

  Not only was he reborn, but he also returned to being eleven years old all at once.

  Looking at the boy with somewhat familiar eyebrows in front of him, Ling Xu said softly: "Man Cang?" This is his elder cousin.