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"Ding, ding, ding!"

A series of quaint, melodious bells suddenly echoed and rippled in the small room.

Fang Chen raised his head and muttered with sleepy eyes: "Where did this pendulum clock report some sound effects, who took my mobile phone the most dazzling people......"

Halfway through his words, Fang Chen suddenly felt excited, and sat up with a pout, and his sleepiness disappeared.

After a while, seeing everything in front of him clearly, Fang Chen rubbed his face fiercely, rubbing his face red!

Damn, it's been reborn!

In front of me, there was a table clock more than half a foot high and yellowed all over the body on the table that was mottled and dilapidated, and there were three or five cards.

That's when it was announced.

Turning his head, a crooked peach branch indulged wantonly through the window, and stretched in with a big grin, not caring whose territory it was.

This was planted by the next-door neighbor's house, and Fang Chen has always been worried about it.

It's not because the peach branch takes up his space.

But because this is a winter peach tree, and it has not been grafted yet, the fruit is small and astringent, not sweet at all!

A peach tree that bears peaches that are not sweet, what kind of fruit tree is it, is it not good to be honest as a splitting wood?

On the yellowed walls, the masterpiece of wanton graffiti originally only existed in memory, but now it was clearly displayed in front of Fang Chen's eyes.

Fang Chen was not ashamed of this, this was what he exchanged for a meal of fried meat with a feather duster.

Looking at the old house that should have been demolished twenty years ago, Fang Chen didn't have the joy of rebirth in his heart at this time.

The old house is a bungalow, it rains heavily outside on rainy days, it rains lightly inside, the ground is damp, a layer of green moss grows in the corner of the wall, and from time to time there are some mushrooms, fungus and other surprises, of course, Xiaoqiang is also a must-visit visitor, and sometimes you can see a little bit of a heavenly cow, a cute little friend like a unicorn fairy.

This is not a common problem of bungalows, but Fang Chen's family is unique.

How can it be compared with the more than 200 square meters of large duplexes that I bought later, especially since I also opened up a small fitness room, and I can still practice my middle-aged belly if I have nothing to do.

"Hey......"

Sighing heavily, Fang Chen helplessly let himself go, and smashed backwards, what kind of sin did he create.

"Oops!"

With a gasp, Fang Chen looked at his tightly wrapped arm, wanting to cry without tears, how could he forget about the broken bones.

The more he looked at it, the more Fang Chen wanted to slap himself, it was really a sin.

Everything else is old, except for this elbow crack, which is new.

Not even a past life.

He will wonder to himself, he will be reborn when he is reborn, and he has nothing to run to the roof.

I thought I was dreaming.

Seeing my mother, grandfather, and a bunch of teachers and classmates shouting below, I thought that this dream was quite real, and my mother had become younger.

Reborn into high school all of a sudden, can my mother not be young?

As a result, he stepped into the air and fell.

Thanks to the old building, only three stories high, the school is poor, the ground is reluctant to pave even a cement road, it is all soil, and the feet are full of mud when it rains, so I only fell and cracked my elbow.

Otherwise, he would probably be the fastest reborn after being reborn.

Absolute shame for the reborn, disgrace to the tens of millions of reborns at the beginning.

"Fang Aiguo, now that the family has no money at all, and my son has fallen like this again, what's wrong with me letting you go out and borrow some money!"

A spicy, high-pitched, deafening, sky-piercing shout suddenly sounded in the next room.

Fang Chen heard this familiar voice, paused for a moment, and then covered his head with the quilt with a helpless expression.

At this point, the air in the next room was almost stagnant.

Liu Xiuying pinched her waist with both hands, glared angrily, and looked at the husband in front of her who was just bowing his head and snorting and spitting, sitting motionless, and suddenly felt sad.

"I was really blind at the beginning, how could I look at you like a waste who loves the country above, you can't do anything all day long, you will take a pen to write there, you are in your forties, you can't even mix with the editor-in-chief of a factory newspaper, and your salary is lower than that of me as a front-line worker!

Anxious and annoyed, Liu Xiuying snatched the cigarette from Fang Aiguo's mouth, slammed it on the ground, stepped on it twice, and the red cigarette butt was quickly extinguished.

Fang Aiguo looked at the twisted cigarette sticks on the ground and the scattered tobacco leaves, his face was instantly clouded, the muscles of his cheeks couldn't help but tremble, and his mouth was tightly pursed, like a volcano about to erupt.

Standing up with a swoop, Fang Aiguo clenched his fists, and roared with red eyes: "How many times have I said it, don't call me patriotic!"

I don't know if I haven't seen her husband's resistance for a long time, or if she was shocked by Fang Aiguo's fierce spirit, Liu Xiuying was stunned.

"The editor-in-chief of the factory newspaper is a part-time deputy director of the factory office, how can I be able to be it!"

"Also, I make less money 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 Fang Aiguo's scolding shot out like a machine gun.

Stunned, Liu Xiuying was furious, and pushed Fang Aiguo violently, and her voice suddenly raised two octaves, "Fang Aiguo, okay, you, you have a long ability, you dare to yell at me, you can yell at me again!"

Liu Xiuying kept pushing, and Fang Aiguo didn't dare to fight back, so he could only retreat, and the scene was really embarrassing.

"I don't call you Fang Aiguo, what do you call you? Fang Zixuan, Leshui Shanren, look at your appearance, do you have the slightest meaning of Yu Xuanang!"

Liu Xiuying sneered, "Besides, patriotism is the name that Dad gave you, if you don't want to, go to Dad and see if Dad will discount your legs!"

Like a cat that had been stepped on its tail, Fang Aiguo raised his hand and pointed at Liu Xiuying's nose angrily, trembling all over his body.

"What? You still want to beat me? Isn't what I'm telling the truth?" Liu Xiuying said contemptuously.

"I'm too lazy to bother with you shrew!"

Leaving a sentence, Fang Aiguo strode and threw the door away.

Hearing the clang, Fang Chen's head stretched out from the quilt and let out a long breath, a war was finally over.

Parental quarrels are really common in Fang Chen's career of more than 40 years in his previous life, but most of them are his mother arguing with his father, as if the quarrel is so intense, it has never been before, it seems that his father is really forced to be anxious.

Fang Chen didn't understand at first, aren't the names of patriotism and patriotism the army just the common names of that era, the sea called this has gone, besides, isn't it just a name, as for being so sensitive?

It's just stubbornly ridiculous.

Later, when he grew up, Fang Chen could be regarded as understanding, for a person who was deeply poisoned by the breath of Wenqing and longed for poetry and distant places, Fang Aiguo's old-fashioned name was simply a mountain pressing on his head, and he had a lingering nightmare in his heart.

Perhaps, this is his last bit of rebellion against this worldly and filthy world.

It's just that for a person who was born on October 1, 1949 and was born with the country, what should he call it if he is not patriotic?

"I was really blind at the beginning, how could I marry your father!"

Liu Xiuying angrily pushed the door in, sat on the chair, felt still angry, and slapped Fang Chen's bed fiercely.

Fang Chen rubbed his nose a little helplessly.

Mom didn't know, he knew that when he was young, his father was tall and handsome, and he loved literature and art, he could write beautiful words, his writing was also good, and he could even write some small poems, and he had published a lot of tofu cubes in Luozhou Daily and Evening News.

I don't know how many girls' dream lovers.

It's just that after getting married, my mother suddenly found that she was handsome and literate, and none of these could be eaten.

On the contrary, my father is not diligent, he doesn't even know how to help the soy sauce bottle when it is poured, he is pretentious, and he refuses to go into camp, and he doesn't want to go with others, in short, his character who is not good at life is revealed.

The main theme of life is always firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

As for my mother, the problem is even more popular, spicy and tough, I love to play cards, I always lose, and I am not good at housework.

This is a perfect match for my father, if the two of them can have one who is good at this, the family will not be so dilapidated.

In addition, when I was a child, I grew up in the countryside, went to school late, studied badly, and went to work in the factory after graduating from junior high school, so I always seemed a little clumsy when I spoke and did things, and then I was afraid that people would look down on me, so I covered it up with pungency, and over time it became what it is now.

If it weren't for his grandfather working in the slaughterhouse, his mother would be able to take some pigs into the water from time to time to sacrifice to his father's five internal organs temple, plus his mother was beautiful, Fang Chen felt that his father would not marry his mother.

It's not Fang Chenchui, when my mother was young, she was definitely a big beauty, standing with her father, she was really a talented woman, a golden boy and a jade girl, a match made in heaven.

Listening to Liu Xiuying's chatter about Fang Aiguo's wrongs, as well as the resentment and remorse accumulated over the years, Fang Chen hummed perfunctorily beside him, these clichés, his ears had already heard the cocoon.

If the current trend continues, in about two or three years, my parents will divorce like in their previous lives.

He only learned about this after graduating from college from his aunt's unintentional words.

It's really a good acting, it's a loss not to win the Oscar, he actually hid it from him for four years in college, and every time he went home, he pretended to be exactly the same as before, but there were fewer quarrels, and he thought that the relationship between the two was better.

As soon as he thought of these things, he would have to go through them again in his life, and Fang Chen was like eating.

No, it's worse than that.

What's worse than eating once, that's eating it twice.

Hey, I really feel like my brain hurts when I think about it, and it's very sad.

In the end, it's still money.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, isn't it money!

The last thing that is bad for the reborn is money!