Preface

I will go call my mother

Hmm, interesting. Come here, give this gentleman ten wen.

Upon hearing these words, he could only turn and leave

The thick snow came rushing towards him, and Yellowstone's eyelids slowly closed, cutting off this scene. When there was only darkness, he felt the soft earth supporting his body, and the coolness on his face seemed to instantly take away the fatigue from his burning body

Are you awake

Are you sure? The person asking the question raised an eyebrow, their tone elevated.

The child looked at him for a while and then ran away: "I will go get you some medicine"

The patient let out a groan, straining with all his might to open his eyelids just a crack

Thank you. Although the ancients said that great kindness should not be expressed in words, at this moment, Huang Shi did not know what to say.

"The Wanli era! Is there something wrong, or am I still all alone?" Huang Shi finished the last bag of shrimp chips in his backpack and then tried hard to fall asleep, "If I fall asleep, I won't have to think about anything; I'll deal with it tomorrow."

The old man did not express his gratitude; instead, he pondered for a moment, shook off Huang Shi's arm, and said sternly: "Young man, while you are still young, you should engage in some serious endeavors. This will prevent you from bringing shame upon your ancestors and parents"

"Auntie, I am fine, no need to prepare medicine for me, just hot water will suffice." After arriving in this era, he had also served as a barefoot doctor for a couple of days, so he had a certain understanding of the prices of medicines. Moreover, future medical knowledge states that for pneumonia, no herbal medicine is effective; only hot water and vitamins are sufficient. The woman sighed and left without saying a word. Moreover, future medical knowledge states that for pneumonia, no herbal medicine is effective; only hot water and vitamins are sufficient. The woman sighed and left without saying a word

Thank you, sir. After carefully tucking the money into his bosom, Huang Shi folded the paper into a square and pressed down hard on the wrinkles on the surface.

... ...

A delicate-looking young man is gazing directly at him, his black pupils fixed unwaveringly. He has a pointed chin, a high nose bridge, and his hair on the forehead is slightly wavy.

"You are sleeping with my blanket," the child said with a tone of pride bestowed by the giver

It seems that a clear sound is coming from a distant place, and Huang Shi's eyelids once again grow heavy, plunging him back into darkness

It's up to you, next one

... ...

Every free man is his own king

I am from Tianjin, Hebei, and have wandered here. Thank you, madam, for saving my life. This woman appears to be at least forty-five years old, while Huang Shi is only twenty-two this year, so this form of address seems quite appropriate.

In the following days, Huang Shi received some porridge and pickled vegetables every day. The child also brought a bowl of medicine each day, eagerly waiting for Huang Shi to finish before moving a stool over to sit down and listen to stories. Although speaking for a long time made Huang Shi, who was just recovering from a serious illness, feel very fatigued, he believed this was currently the only way he could express his gratitude.

The person who was stopped cast a cold glance at the beggar's figure and left without saying a word

As he stepped out the door, Huang Hetushu turned back to thank the old servant who had seen him off. The old man lazily waved his hand, intending to go back inside, but perhaps due to his advanced age, he stumbled on the steps. Quick to react, Huang Shi promptly supported him, smiling as he said, "Sir, please be careful"

"I am willing to exert myself, but I will not sell my body." Although the clothes on him are already tattered to the point of falling off at any moment, and his cheeks are deeply sunken, Huang Shi still speaks with great vigor.

Facing the unwavering gaze of Huangshi, the woman said, "Young man, please take a rest first"

Thank you. This time, the gratitude expressed towards Yellowstone was accompanied by a hint of a smile

The stars in the sky are divided into different constellations, and each person has a constellation that watches over them Huang Shikou spoke eloquently, manipulating a piece of paper in his hand, on which the stars were wrapped in patterns. Seeing that the master no longer sat up straight, he was greatly encouraged and made an effort to smooth the paper a bit more.

The yellow stone squatting in the corner of the wall is eating the chicken he stole, with bruises of various colors on his arms, and there should be marks left by the guard goose under his clothes. His messy hair has covered his eyebrows, and his bare calves are covered with bumps and blisters

I can't go on any longer

After the medicine was brought over, the child began to feed it, saying, "My father picked you up from the snow, and my mother made this medicine for you"

Are you awake

... ...

Seeing the newcomer stop, Huang Shi gathered his spirits and repeated himself, desperately forcing a smile at the man in front of him. The other party smiled back at him and turned to leave. Without having the time to put away his smile, Huang Shi crawled a few more steps and began to plead with another passerby.

A baffling explosion, a white light, truly dazzling white light

A person lying on the bed is covered with an old quilt, and their lower body is additionally covered with a tattered mattress. The face of the person exposed resembles that of a dead fish, pale and lifeless, while their throat emits a rhythmic, metallic sound.

... ...

After noon, an old man and two young men returned, having also visited Huangshi. Their attire indicated their identity as military households of the Ming Dynasty, clearly just back from drill.

... ...

Grandfather, please give me something to eat

I can no longer continue

A smile froze on Huang Shi's face as he deeply bowed to the ground: "Thank you, old man, for your guidance; I am grateful."

... ...

After the last glimmer of light extinguished, the world of Yellowstone was completely reduced to nothingness

I wish I could speak Spanish, but now it is the 46th year of the Wanli era, and there are no missionaries who speak English. Moreover, I am not in Beijing, so how can I go to the church to get a meal

Upon hearing this, Huang Shi immediately turned around and bowed, saying: "May you live a long life, my dear sir"

Snowflakes fell upon him, and the wooden stick in his hand also dropped to the side. The wind continuously blew white over this body, gradually blending it into the surrounding world. In the first month of the 46th year of the Wanli era, Liaodong's Guangning Liuhhe was already adorned in silver.

Barefoot doctor, I do not have a beard, and wealthy families would not allow this attire to enter. The farmers, however, would let me in, but if it were not for my entire body being vaccinated, along with the books, I would probably have collapsed on the ground long ago and would not have been able to get up.

Liaodong

"You are indeed an interesting man, willing to be a beggar instead." The manager laughed and scolded him a few times, saying that since his wife had just given birth to a son, he might as well use the leftover food from the employer to accumulate some virtue for his child

... ...

That man, there is some leftover food at the back, do you want to eat it

... ...

Mom and Dad. Before setting off, Huang Shi was sitting at the dining table with his parents, his mouth still full of food: "I am going out to have fun with a few friends for a few days, yes, we are going on a trip out of town."

... ...

( The book is finished ... ... I estimate it will be cursed by the readers )

Before long, Huang Shi, who had been striving to keep his head up, saw a woman step over the threshold, her hands still rubbing against her apron. She quickly approached the bedside and stared into Huang Shi's eyes for a long time—bright and completely clear eyes. She let out a breath and asked, "Where are you from, young man?"

The vast expanse of white land merged with the falling snow, as Huang Shi moved forward with uneven steps, his cane bouncing incessantly. He exerted all his strength to control it, preventing the cane from slipping from his grasp. The cold wind made it nearly impossible for Huang Shi to open his eyes, yet he encouraged himself to persevere— a village would soon emerge from behind the white curtain before him.

After finishing his meal, Huang Shi wiped his mouth vigorously with his hand. His nose felt extremely itchy, and he scratched it fiercely until the itch was replaced by a sharp pain. He jumped up and shouted, "Damn it, that hurts like hell." Then he looked down at his clothes, chose a spot to wipe his hands, and used a piece of rope he had picked up to tie his tattered shoes.

His eyes could open wide, and the pain throughout his body surged immediately. Huang Shi's eyes darted around a few times, and he noticed a very old bed that creaked as he moved his arms. The blanket beneath his nose emitted a slightly sour smell, but it was not too pungent. As he turned his neck, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old appeared before him. "It's a boy, isn't it?" Huang Shi blinked, trying to see more clearly.

This is a small room, seemingly the front courtyard of the entire house

Old man, please give me something to eat

This time, the sound came from beside his ear. Huang Shi, who lacked the strength to even lift a finger, could not turn his head. He opened his mouth to speak, but only managed to emit some hoarse breaths. Then he felt some liquid being poured in; although he could not taste it, he knew it was definitely not water. ... Before he fell into another deep sleep, he only understood one thing— I am still alive

He stuffed half a steamed bun into his mouth, and after swallowing, Huang Shi fell to the ground in a sprawled position. This violent action elicited a loud groan, and the places that had been pounded by dozens of beggars in the morning were all hit again. Yet, he lay there motionless, filled with grief and anger as he recalled his conflicts and failed attempts to join the beggar gang over the past few days: "If I had fought alone, I could have become the leader..."

Without a guide, no place will accept me. I cannot be a teacher; I can also do accounting and use an abacus. As long as I am provided with two meals a day and a place to stay, that is sufficient for me