C3 Recliner memory

In the northwest, the temperature varied greatly between the day and night. Although it had just been summer, the night breeze still brought a slight chill.

Zhao Fengnian took out a reclining chair the moment it turned dark. This was according to his memory, according to his grandfather's, he drew out the specific shape, explained the function, and told the servants to look for a carpenter to make it.

Although it didn't have that folding function, it was still much more comfortable to lie on it during the summer and enjoy the cool air than to sit on one's own chair.

His father, Zhao Tian, also liked it a lot after the test. He instructed the servants to make another one and put it in his own office.

Slowly, this news reached the ears of the people of Fufu Mountains and some of the small nobles in the nearby territories.

In this world where living materials and entertainment facilities were scarce, the gossip and competition seemed to be much more serious than the world that Zhao Fengnian remembered.

This also caused the carpenter's shop that made the reclining chair for Zhao Fengnian to be packed full of people, and the people who customized the reclining chair to be an endless stream of people.

The boss immediately went to Lord's Manor to find Zhao Fengnian, explaining the situation to ask if he could help others with the production.

This was the Young lord, he was the lord of the territory, he was just like the second brother.

If he decided to sell the things that the Young lord had invented and was discovered, it would anger him and his family would not be able to live a good life in his territory!

The young Zhao Fengnian did not have any objections to this, since everyone likes to use it, then you can do it, since I have one, it's more than enough.

In the end, the carpenter thanked Zhao Fengnian profusely and even promised to share half of the profit from selling the deck chair with Zhao Fengnian.

Zhao Fengnian did not comment, and did not mind it at all. He did not have any place to spend money, and even if he did, it would be done by his family's butler and servants.

This world's deep processing ability was very bad, at least it was much worse than the other world that Zhao Fengnian remembered.

There were many things that could be seen with the shadows of raw materials, which made Zhao Fengnian, who had the experience of living in another world, extremely uncomfortable.

There was no fan in summer, no heating in winter, and even the small sun. Most of the food was cooked directly and served.

It was thanks to Zhao Fengnian's good appetite since he was young that he had an exuberant appetite. Not only did he not lose weight, he had become fatter and fatter, and it seemed that he would continue to grow fatter.

Lying on the reclining chair, Zhao Fengnian was covered with a thin blanket made from white beast skin, his mind filled with endless thoughts.

"I don't think I'm as hungry as before. There are so many stars in the sky, and the moon is bigger than I remember ?"

Beside Zhao Fengnian's chair, Aunt Lan brought over a small table. On it were many trays with all kinds of food.

Aunt Lan realized that the Zhao Fengnian today was a little different from the usual one. He had not eaten as much dinner as he usually did, and he still hadn't shouted out that he was hungry. It was impossible to see this on Zhao Fengnian's body in the past!

"It might be because I was scolded by the Lord after practicing martial arts today. I think I'm in a bad mood ?" Aunt Lan secretly guessed and continued working on her.

Everyday, as long as it was a sunny day, Zhao Fengnian would come out and lie in his courtyard to look at the stars, and the servants would come to check every now and then, and only when they found him asleep did they carry him back to the house.

Actually, even Zhao Fengnian himself didn't know why he liked to look up at the starry sky so much, he just felt that the starry sky was beautiful and familiar ?

Unwittingly, he became entranced as he continued to read. His mind then became more relaxed than ever before, as it would not suddenly pop up from another memory to affect his thoughts.

He didn't need to do anything. He didn't need to think about anything else. His entire body felt warm and comfortable, as if he was soaking in warm water.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Fengnian, who was staring at the sky, slowly closed his eyes.

It was also at this time that Zhao Fengnian would often enter the world of his dreams ?

It couldn't be said that he was dreaming of the world, or it could be said that his other memories were slowly being unsealed.

As Zhao Fengnian's memories were unsealed, he recalled when he was eight years old and it was almost New Year's ?

His mother coughed more and more frequently, and he had not seen her get out of bed for a long time.

My mother was just lying in bed with a needle and an oxygen tube attached to her nose.

His grandmother came from the country to their rented house to take care of his mother and himself.

Zhao Fengnian heard from others that his mother was sick, and that she was very sick. He had also asked the adults what kind of sickness they had, and when can they recover?

However, the adults were all stuttering.

It was as if the most important thing he had ever done in this memory was to appear beside his mother's bed.

His mother, who was covered in calluses and skin like a bag of bones, always held his tender little hand and smiled at him, as if she wanted to carve him into her mind.

Once, when he woke up, his mother was still looking at him with that gentle gaze, and she seemed to be in a much better mood than before.

Surrounding him was a circle of people: doctors, nurses, his grandparents, and a few of his mother's siblings.

Zhao Fengnian looked at the surrounding crowd blankly, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

He couldn't tell anything unusual from their eyes, but most of them were red.

Suddenly, he felt the hand holding his own move, Zhao Fengnian looked towards his mother.

At this moment, her mother's breathing had quickened, and her eyes were filled with reluctance and nostalgia. She gently caressed Zhao Fengnian's face with her other hand.

"Feng Nian, your mother has let you down. She brought you into this world, but she can't continue to take care of you. She watched as you grew up and married and gave birth ?"

"But mother really can't hold on any longer ? I really want to see you grow up like this ? no matter how tired you are ? as long as I can see you every day ? it's fine ?" "Cough cough ?"

As she spoke, her mother's breathing quickened, and her pale face turned abnormally red.

"Fengsheng ? wait for me ? wait for mother to leave ? you must be careful ?" Study well ? Take good care of yourself, and when you grow up, do what you have to do ? In the future, if there is a man who can take on responsibility, then there must be ? "You have to be obedient ?"

His mother, who had difficulty spitting out these words, breathed even more urgently. The hand that had been holding Zhao Fengnian suddenly relaxed.

"..." "Phew ?"

With a deep sense of nostalgia towards this world, his reluctance towards Zhao Fengnian, as well as all the grudges from the past, they all turned into a long sigh and disappeared from this world.

Following this long sigh, Zhao Fengnian's mother slowly closed his eyes as a single cloudy tear flowed out of the corner of his eye ?

After his mother finished speaking and had loosened her grip on his hand, Zhao Fengnian watched his mother blankly as she slowly closed her eyes.

Following that long exhaling sound, Zhao Fengnian felt as if the whole room's air was being sucked out along with it.

He struggled to open his mouth to call out "mother", but no sound came out. The repressed air made his thoughts stop at this moment.

Along with soft sobbing sounds, the entire room suddenly seemed to be filled with air.

"Mommy ?" Mom!... Wu wu wu ? "Mother!"

The emotion that was about to suffocate Zhao Fengnian seemed to have found a breakthrough as he threw himself in front of his mother and cried loudly.

Zhao Fengnian's grandmother came over at this moment, his eyes filled with tears, and hugged Zhao Fengnian tightly.

The nurse went forward to remove the needle and the oxygen tube. The relatives pulled the cloth over Zhao Fengnian's mother's head, placed her on a stretcher and slowly walked out of the room.

Zhao Fengnian who was being hugged by his grandma wanted to rush over and stop them, but he couldn't muster up any strength. He could only shout out loud, "Mommy! "Mother!"

Following the disappearance of the crowd in the room, Zhao Fengnian collapsed into his grandmother's embrace and fainted.

The eight year old Zhao Fengnian seemed to already know the difference between life and death. He knew that his mother would never come back, and he could no longer hear his mother calling him doting, "Feng'er ?"

After that, Zhao Fengnian moved to his maternal grandma's house in the countryside. During this time, his grandma brought him to a grave filled with new soil.

He knew that his mother slept forever under this cold earth. In the future, when he saw his mother, he would have to come here and talk to her.

However, at that time, Mother would only listen quietly, no longer stroking his face, gently calling his name.