C2 fractional memory

Zhao Fengnian's eyes were filled with helplessness. Ever since he was born, the first thing he remembered was a bright starry sky.

Ever since he had become sensible, he had discovered a problem. It was that he seemed to be slightly different from the other children!

Other than the pale pink birthmark on his face, Zhao Fengnian also had a memory that grew as he aged.

This troubled his young self, because when he was doing something, there would often be another person telling him how he had done it.

Sometimes, he would also subconsciously say or do something or say something that was completely out of place in this world.

The collision of two world views with two completely different living environments made Zhao Fengnian seem like he was always half a beat slower than a normal child in talking and doing things.

However, his talent in learning words and language seemed to be exceptionally good. He would often learn it very quickly and even go one way or the other.

The others thought he was smart, but he knew it was his learning experience in another world.

In Zhao Fengnian's memories, there was a world where only Lu Qi lived, filled with skyscrapers and carts.

In that world, he was also called Zhao Fengnian, and his mother dragged him to grow up.

It was not easy to pay off part of the debt his father had escaped.

Even though his family was not well off, Mother Zhao paid particular attention to Zhao Fengnian's education, and had long since sent him to study.

Zhao Fengnian was also an extremely obedient child. He was intelligent, and his academic performance was always at the top of the class.

But when he was eight years old, he could only vaguely remember hearing his mother secretly crying inside the house.

In his memory, his mother's figure became thinner and thinner, and from time to time, he could hear his mother coughing.

"FengNian, when I'm no longer here, you must study hard and take good care of yourself. When you grow up and become a responsible person, you must be obedient at your maternal grandma's house ?"

And Zhao Fengnian's memories from another world had also come to an abrupt end...

Because he couldn't remember what happened after that.

As long as he deliberately thought about these things, his head would start to hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode.

At the same time, his entire body felt hot, and the birthmark on his face would also feel an intense burning sensation.

However, as he grew older, his memories would naturally increase.

"Ai ?" I don't know what happened to my mother in which world. Did she want to leave me? Where do I go if I leave? But I can't remember ? Aiya! "My head hurts ?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Fengnian painfully covered his head and fell to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

After a while, Zhao Fengnian slowly got up, wiped the perspiration off his face, shook his head, and moved his fat body slowly towards the inner hall.

In the vast Lord's Manor, there were more than twenty servants that served him.

In this world, there were slaves, commoners, merchants, and nobles. The hierarchy was very strict.

The Zhao Family was founded by Zhao Fengnian's great-grandfather, who had served as a military officer and received military merits.

In order to motivate the soldiers, the empire gave the Zhao Family a title of feudal fiefdom after the war. They owned a territory in the Northwest Wasteland that they could reclaim and manage on their own.

The Zhao family was just a small lord among the local lords. Their title was a first-class viscount who had inherited only the eldest son.

Most of the lead citizen were soldiers who fought with his great grandfather before, so their families had to move to this place and clear out the wastelands.

Zhao Fengnian did not have a clear understanding of these hierarchy, because in his memories, there was no such thing in another world.

Although some were rich and some were poor, they were basically equal.

It was also because of this that, in the eyes of the servants in the Palace, although this Young lord normally looked at Mu Na as an idiot, he was very amiable to every single one of them.

In the eyes of the Young lord, they could clearly feel the respect he had for the lowest class of people in his empire!

That's right! It was respect! This was something that they could only see in their dreams or between peers.

Seeing Zhao Fengnian's fat body, the servants who were busy in the palace quickly stopped what they were doing and bowed.

And Zhao Fengnian, who was always stunned for a moment, would also lightly smile and nod his head in acknowledgement.

"Aiyo, Young lord is back from his training? "Look at your sweat, hurry up and go inside to take a bath. I've already boiled some water for you ?"

A middle-aged woman who was not even fifty years old, with grizzled hair and a slightly stout figure, hurriedly greeted Zhao Fengnian when she saw him return.

This is Wang Yulan, Zhao Fengnian had always called her Aunt Lan, a person born of hunger. From the moment he was three years old, the Aunt Lan had always been taking care of his life.

"Mn, okay, Aunt Lan has worked hard! "I'm hungry, go prepare some food for me. I'm already so old, I can just bathe myself ?"

Zhao Fengnian looked at Aunt Lan who seemed to want to follow him in and help him bathe, and said hurriedly with a flushed face.

Aunt Lan looked at Zhao Fengnian who was blushing red and couldn't help but smile. Young lord had grown up this way, to the point of being shy!

She had seen Zhao Fengnian grow up, and took care of him for her mother after she passed away.

Other than looking a little dumb, Zhao Fengnian was also very smart and sensible, and treated her with great respect.

"Ai ?" After suffering so much for this child who lost his mother at a young age, the Lord is always busy with public affairs. "

Sighing, Aunt Lan walked towards the other direction of the kitchen.

Young lord's appetite had been good since young, and after training, he could eat 4-5 meals a day. His body also became fatter and fatter ?