Chapter 1 Rebirth 1990
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"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
A series of ancient and melodious bells suddenly echoed in the small room.
Lin Yi raised his head and muttered with sleepy eyes,"" Where did this pendulum clock come from? Who put the sea of flowers on my phone…"
After saying that, he raised his hand and habitually patted the alarm clock.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, Lin Yi suddenly shivered because he felt a sharp pain on his hand. Then, he immediately stood up and looked around.
After a while, Lin Yi saw everything clearly and rubbed his face until it was red!
Damn it, he was really reborn!
In front of him was a mottled and dilapidated table with little red paint left. There was a half-foot-tall, yellowed clock with three or five brands on it.
It was the one who reported the time just now.
He looked up and saw a poster of Zhou Huimin. This was his "wife".
He turned his head and saw a twisted and ferocious peach branch extending wantonly from the window, not caring whose territory it was.
This was planted by the neighbor next door, and Lin Yi had always been brooding about it.
It was not because the peach branch occupied his space.
It was because this was a winter peach tree that had not been transplanted yet. The fruit was small and astringent, not sweet at all!
What kind of fruit tree was a peach tree that bore unsweet peaches? Couldn't it be used as a good chopping wood?
On the yellowed wall, the wanton scribbles originally only existed in his memory, but now they were clearly displayed in front of Lin Yi.
Lin Yi was smug about this. He had exchanged this for a meal of bamboo shoots stir-fried meat.
Looking at the old house that should have been demolished 20 years ago, Lin Yi did not have the joy of rebirth at all.
The old house was a bungalow. It rained heavily outside and drizzled inside. The ground was wet and a layer of green moss grew on the corner of the wall. From time to time, mushrooms, fungus, and other surprises would pop out. Of course, cockroaches were also visitors. Sometimes, they could even see cute little friends like the Longhorn Beetle and the Horned Beetle.
This wasn't a common problem with bungalows, but it was unique to Lin Yi's family.
How could it be compared to the 200-square-meter penthouse that he bought later? Especially since he had specially opened up a small gym so that he could exercise his middle-aged belly when he had nothing to do.
"Sigh…"
Sighing heavily, Lin Yi helplessly let himself empty out and smash backwards. What sin had he committed?
"Aiyo!"
Lin Yi gasped as he looked at his tightly wrapped arm. He wanted to cry but had no tears. How could he have forgotten about the bone fracture?
The more he looked, the more Lin Yi wanted to slap himself. What a sin.
The rest were old, but the fracture in his elbow was new.
Not even in his previous life.
At this moment, he was puzzled. So what if he was reborn? Why did he run to the rooftop for no reason?
He thought he was dreaming.
When he saw his mother shouting with a bunch of teachers and classmates, he felt that this dream was quite real. His mother had become younger.
How could his mother not be young after being reborn into high school?
In the end, he missed a step and fell down.
Fortunately, it was an old building with only three floors. Because the school was poor, they could not even bear to lay a cement road on the ground. It was all soil. When it rained, their feet were covered in mud, so they only fell and broke their elbows.
Otherwise, he would have died the quickest among all the people who had been reborn.
It was the absolute shame of the reincarnators. He had embarrassed the tens of millions of reincarnators at Qidian.
"Lin Jianguo, we don't have any money at home now, and our son fell like this. What's wrong with me asking you to go out and borrow some money?”
A sharp, ear-splitting, and high-pitched shout suddenly rang out from the room next door.
When Lin Yi heard this familiar voice, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he helplessly covered his head with the blanket.
At this moment, the air in the room next door was almost stagnant.
Liu Xiuying put her hands on her waist and glared at her husband, who was sitting there motionlessly with his head lowered and smoking. She suddenly felt sad.
"I was really blind back then. How could I have fallen for a piece of trash like you, Lin Jianguo? You don't know anything all day and only know how to write with a pen. You're already in your forties, but you can't even be the chief editor of a factory newspaper. You still have the cheek to smoke!"
Anxious and annoyed, Liu Xiuying snatched the cigarette from Lin Jianguo's mouth and threw it on the ground. She stepped on it twice and the red cigarette butt was quickly extinguished.
Lin Jianguo looked at the twisted pipe on the ground and the scattered tobacco leaves. His face instantly darkened. The muscles on his cheeks could not help but tremble. His mouth was tightly pursed like a volcano that was about to erupt.
Lin Jianguo stood up with a swoosh. He clenched his fists and roared with bloodshot eyes,"How many times have I told you? Don't call me Lin Jianguo!”
Perhaps it was because she had not seen her husband resist for a long time, or because she was shocked by Lin Jianguo's stern expression, Liu Xiuying was stunned for a moment.
"The editor-in-chief of the factory report is the part-time deputy director of the factory office. How can I be the chief editor?”
"There's more! I earn less than you, but why don't you tell me how much money you lose playing cards all day!”
The resentment in his heart had accumulated for a long time, and Lin Jianguo's scolding was like a machine gun.
Liu Xiuying snapped out of her daze and flew into a rage. She pushed Lin Jianguo hard and raised her voice by two octaves." Lin Jianguo, you're good. You've grown up. How dare you shout at me? Try shouting at me again!"”
Liu Xiuying kept pushing him, and Lin Jianguo did not dare to fight back. He could only stagger back. The scene was really embarrassing.
"If I don't call you Lin Jianguo, then what should I call you? Lin Zijin? Mountain Man Leshui? Look at yourself, are you embarrassed?”
Liu Xiuying sneered." Besides, Jianguo is the name Dad gave you. If you don't want to, go look for Dad. I'll break your leg!"”
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Lin Jianguo raised his hand and pointed angrily at Liu Xiuying's nose. His entire body trembled.
"What's wrong? You still want to hit me? Am I not telling the truth?" Liu Xiuying said contemptuously.
"I'm too lazy to argue with a shrew like you!”
After saying that, Lin Jianguo strode out of the room.
Lin Yi's head popped out from under the blanket with a clang. He let out a long sigh. The war was finally over.
Parents quarreling was a common occurrence in Lin Yi's 40-plus years of life in his previous life. However, it was mostly his mother quarreling with his father. It had never been so intense before. It seemed that his father was really forced into a corner.
Lin Yi didn't understand at first. Founding a country and building an army were common names in that era. There were countless people who called them that. Besides, it was just a name. Was there a need to be so sensitive?
It was ridiculous how stubborn he was.
After he grew up, Lin Yi finally understood that for a person who was severely ill with literature and yearned for poetry and distant places, such an old-fashioned name like Lin Jianguo was simply a huge mountain pressing on his head, a lingering nightmare in his heart.
Perhaps, this was his last bit of resistance against this filthy world.
However, for a person who was born on October 1st, 1949 and was born with the country, what else could it be called if not the founding of the country? Lin Guoqing?
"I was really blind back then. How could I have married your father?”
Liu Xiuying pushed the door open angrily and sat down on the chair. She felt that she was still angry and slapped Lin Yi's bed hard.
Lin Yi rubbed his nose helplessly.
His mother didn't know, but he did. When he was young, his father was tall, handsome, and loved literature. He could write beautiful lyrics and was quite talented. He could even write a few poems and published a lot of tofu pieces in the Jinling Daily and Evening News.
He was the dream lover of countless girls.
It was just that after they got married, his mother suddenly realized that being handsome and literary could not be used as food.
On the contrary, his father was not diligent. He didn't even know to help up the soy sauce bottle when it fell. He was pretentious, unwilling to curry favor, and even more unwilling to associate with others. In short, his bad personality was revealed.
The main melody of life was always rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea.
As for his mother, she had a lot of problems. She was fierce, liked to play cards, always lost, and was not good at housework.
This was a perfect match for his father. If one of them could be good at this, the house would not be in such a dilapidated state.
In addition, he grew up in the countryside, went to school late, and did not study well. After graduating from junior high school, he entered the factory to work, so he always seemed a little clumsy when he spoke and did things. Then, he was afraid that people would look down on him, so he covered it up with shrewdness. Over time, he became like this.
If his grandfather didn't work in the slaughterhouse, his mother would occasionally take some pig offal to sacrifice to his father's internal organs. In addition, if his mother was beautiful, Lin Yi felt that his father wouldn't have married his mother.
Lin Yi wasn't bragging, but his mother was definitely a beauty when she was young. When she stood next to his father, they were a perfect match.
As he listened to Liu Xiuying's endless recount of Lin Jianguo's faults, as well as the resentment and regret accumulated over the years, Lin Yi hummed and hummed perfunctorily. He had long heard these cliches.
If things continued to develop like this, his parents would divorce in about two to three years, just like in his previous life.
He only found out about this after graduating from university.
What good acting skills. It would be a loss if he didn't get an Oscar. He actually hid it from him for four years in university. Every time he went home, he pretended to be the same as before, except that they quarreled less. He thought that their relationship had improved.
When he thought about how he had to go through all these things again in his life, Lin Yi felt like he had eaten shit.
No, it was worse than this.
The only thing worse than eating sh * t once was eating it twice.
Sigh, just thinking about it made his head hurt. It was very annoying.
In the end, it was all about money.
At the thought of this, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up. Wasn't it just money?
Money was the least bad thing for reincarnators!
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