At dawn, the faint chicken crows one after another in the distance like competition.
Before the unheard movement in modern cities has become the basis used by Miao He to judge the time before. Even if no one cares about him getting up at the moment, he doesn't have to count the time from 9 to 5 to squeeze the subway to catch up to work.
Now It should be the body's biological clock. Miao He rolled over on the bed and rubbed his eyes before deciding to get up. Busy.
It's cold after all.
In the early spring, the coldness of the spring was very cold, and I was going to lose sleep, hiding in the heavy and hard bed, still unable to resist the cold wind that penetrated into the house. After Miao He got out of bed and shook his body to warm up, he slowly swallowed the earthen stove in the back room to make a fire and wash his face.
He wasn't used to washing his face with ice-cold well water, so he would rather spend some time, move wood to raise the fire for warmth, and get a pot of hot water to scrub well.
With such a particular habit, it can be known that Miao He was definitely not a child who grew up in the country. But the earthen house he currently lives in is definitely the standard equipment of a rural farmhouse, and it is very, very rudimentary.
I don't know how to fix the house. The hay roof is barely sheltered from the wind and rain, but a smell of soil always lingers in the nose. A window was opened to the east, and the window panels had to be opened with wooden slats, which was the main light source in the house. The house is also quite simple, except for the main room, there are only two rooms.
The main hall doubles as a dining room and a hospitality area, with only a set of tables and benches for eating, and a few low cabinets for storage of sundries by the window. The room on the east side is used for sleeping, with a wooden bed and a wooden box used as a wardrobe. The back room to the north is a stove where ingredients and seasonings are placed. The earthen stove is also made of mud, no bricks are seen. The level of technology in the room is just like hundreds of years ago.
The facts are also true. The body Miao He wore after getting up was still coarse shorts and trousers, with a belt tied around his waist, and long hair on his head. He had to learn from others to tie a bun with a cloth belt. It was an ancient appearance.
But that’s all for the ancients. Miao He, who came here inexplicably in a car accident, was shocked to discover later that he had changed his gender...
"Brother He, have you gotten up!? This is Second aunt open the door!"
Listen, that's it. Everyone here calls him brother.
This Miao He has never heard of it in common sense, but it is the third human gender in this weird time and space. My brother, the body is like a man, thinner than the average man, but has the function of a woman, pregnant and giving birth!
It is a pity that the strength of the brother is not as good as that of the man, and the fertility is not as good as that of the woman. Even as a man, the ability to conceive a woman is relatively low. It has become the most unanticipated gender in this time and space.
It's just an advantage, so that the gender of brother still has a way to survive. It is the male body and female body. Born brothers are generally more handsome than men, or even more beautiful than some girls. Some men with bad conditions are still willing to hire a brother to come home as a companion.
"Bump bump!! Are people still there!! Give a reply !!!" Second aunt screamed quickly, Miao He wiped his face, sighed, and turned to the yard to open the door.
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Little Brother, slow life in another world
General FictionBL STORY MTL(Machine translation) NOT MY STORY!!! FOR OFFLINE ONLY!!! Title: 小哥儿异世慢生活 Author: j112233 http://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3510173 80 chapters Miao He Chuan became a brother, just married, he climbed the wall, a little big head. ...