Chapter 4 Banquet for Higher Education

Li Lan:

Our school has decided to admit you to the mechanical design and automation major of the School of Mechanical Engineering (Department), please report to the school on time on September 10, 2010 with this notice"

Then at the bottom is the signature of the president and the seal of Bingcheng University of Technology.

After dinner, Han Mei looked at the notice in her hand and read it word by word, her father Li Jianbang smoked a cigarette by the window with a faint smile on his face, for the relatively backward border towns, even in 2010, the university is completely equal to a pass to the light, Han Mei's hanging heart finally let go at this time, and then turned out a small book from the side of the bed, which was recorded as a personal name, and there was a number behind each person's name, which was a record of the previous gifts, Han Mei and Li Jianbang discussed it a little, in the era when there were no smartphones at that time, Han Mei picked up the phone and dialed one by one along the order of the characters recorded in the book:

"Old Sun, what have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you for a long time, by the way, my kid is going to school this year, this Saturday, July 31st, Celebration Restaurant, remember to come to Ha ....."

"Xiao Wang, ......" "Brother Zhao, ....."

More than an hour later, in a burst of greetings and congratulations from everyone, Han Mei put down the phone and quickly picked up the water cup and poured a large glass of water, looked at Li Jianbang, who was still smoking by the window, and said angrily: "Usually you go to the pole if someone has something to do, and I will do all the tiring and tiring things in my own house, I really can't point to you!" Li Jianbang is very experienced in his wife's words, and he must not answer, he is uncomfortable with himself, so he slapped a rainbow fart:" My wife is a virtuous helper, the most correct choice I have made in this life is to marry you!"

Li Lan looked at her father speechlessly, and sighed at her father's wisdom in life, at this time Han Mei turned around and asked Li Lan:

"How many of you classmates are here? I'll reserve a table for your classmates in the hotel here." ”

In his previous life, Li Lan went to Shanghai to work alone, rarely returned to his hometown, and never participated in high school reunions, young men and women in rural areas basically got married relatively early, and in the face of high school classmates' WeChat groups, they often posted babies and pushed advertisements and relatives to like competitions, etc., Li Lan directly chose not to disturb, and only communicated with a limited number of puppets.

"Who did you invite in your previous life?" Except for Zhang Lei, Sun Ying, Wang Yu, Yan Mengyan, I can't remember the others, forget it, anyway, there must be many classmates who will hold a banquet at home these days, and someone will definitely invite him at that time, and he will definitely invite others at that time.

In the living room, Sun Honglei's "The Right Way in the World is the Vicissitudes of Life" was playing on the TV, catching up with the advertising time Han Mei and Li Jianbang counted the number of people who came, and discussed the specifications of the banquet, Li Lan was bored and returned to his bedroom, lying on the bed and looking out of the window at the little neon barely supporting the brilliant black, his eyelids suddenly sank, he yawned, and a wave of sleepiness came to his heart, and it didn't take long for a steady breathing sound to come from the room.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark, the night was about to disappear, and the dawn of the morning slowly woke up the sleeping creatures

Li Lan woke up, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and her back was damp.

He just had a dream, and everything in the dream was very real: in the dream just now, Li Lan dreamed of the self in 2010, and in the dream, he visited his funeral from a third-person perspective.

At the farewell ceremony of the body, a pair of elegiac couplets were hung on both sides of the mourning hall:

The north wind calls for white

Loess buries bones and cries at sunset

He saw his parents in white mourning clothes, with white temples and a withered look, supporting each other with a wooden expression, nodding mechanically in return in the face of every relative and friend who came to pay respects, and the little girl who was pushed away by Li Lan and saved her life knelt in front of the black and white statue in the company of a strange woman, and the little girl with pink carving and jade carving hung a statue to Li Lan under the reminder of the woman next to her, and said sincerely: "Big brother, thank you!"

On the way home

The little girl asked the woman beside her in ignorance, "Mom, what is the big brother doing in the box?"

The woman's expression darkened, and she squatted down and replied: Yes... Oh, yes.

The little girl smiled innocently and looked up at the woman and said, "Mom, when my brother wakes up, we will come to see my brother again."

"Woooooooooo

When the relatives and friends dispersed, her mother Han Mei didn't know where to get a plate of peeled eggs, she looked at the black and white statue in the middle in a daze, and muttered to herself: "Son, I still remember when I was a child, you would ask your mother to boil eggs for you every time you had a birthday, and this year's birthday mother will make up for you, what else do you want to eat, tell your mother, and your mother will do it for you." ”

Li Jianbang, the father who was muffled on the side, took a big gulp of the cigarette in his hand, and a little crystal teardrop slipped from his already red eyes in the smoke, Li Jianbang threw down the cigarette in his hand and walked towards Han Mei, stroked Han Mei's back with a slightly trembling palm, and said calmly: Let's go, the cremation is waiting over there, don't delay the time.

It was the cruelest thing in the world for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, and Li Lan's heart was like a knife.

So, he woke up frightened.

After waking up, Li Lan's mind was very confused, he didn't know if everything in the dream was really happening in another time and space, recalling the sorrow of his parents, he realized: life is like a dream, fleeting, tomorrow and accidents never know which one will come in advance, if you have the opportunity to live a wonderful life, you must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

This is an extremely real dream, whether it is multi-dimensional time and space, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to live in the moment, he doesn't want to see his parents heartbroken again.

Turning on the light, Li Lan sorted out her thoughts

The reason why the gap between the rich and the poor in society is getting wider and wider, the rich are getting richer and richer, and the poor are getting poorer and poorer, some people say that they are thinking, and some people say that they are resources, all of which are correct, but Li Lan believes that the asymmetry of information is definitely one of the main reasons, and the short-sightedness caused by the closed sources of information is that in this life his only advantage is that he has mastered all kinds of "information" about the progress of the times

For example, in 2011, iOS and A

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IOD has seen a blowout growth around the world, and the era of smart phones has come, and Nokia has faded from the altar

For example, I once saw an advertisement: "Young people, may you run away for many years and return to buy a house" to show that the national housing prices will rise to a desperate level.

For example, I remember the 2018 World Cup that I watched for the first time, the French team defeated the Croatian team with an "amazing" score of 4:2, and successfully topped the World Cup championship podium again after 20 years.

For example, I remember that 2014-2015 was a big bull market in the stock market

For example, I remember that in 2015, Tu Youyou became the first Chinese scientist to win the Nobel Prize, knowing the myth of wealth created after the rise of the mobile Internet, knowing the general trend of IP brought about by Disney's success, knowing that with the economic improvement, the rise of tourism, and the tax refund of overseas shopping, Chinese tourists have billions of dollars in taxes every year that have not been refunded. This is a huge business opportunity......

Li Lan recorded these key information one by one in a notebook in the form of pinyin nine keys, such as Tu Youyou wrote it as 899, for example, the French 2018 World Cup champion wrote it as 3248265862018, at first glance it is just some numbers that make it impossible to guess, don't blame yourself for being so cautious, these are the secrets of his own rebirth, if they are discovered, it will be tantamount to causing an uproar, and he doesn't want his life to be out of control.

After sorting out this information, the sky was already bright

In the early morning of the town, a light mist is shrouded, and the crisp and melodious song is heard, which is the masterpiece of the thrush, and when you look down, the flowers are blooming and smiling, welcoming all the good things, and when you look up, the white clouds lining the blue sky, and a few small birds, plus the trees on both sides of the street, the beautiful life is like a beautiful picture. It's like a carving knife thrown off by nature, smeared with a soft brush, everything is so vivid and lifelike.

Father Li Jianbang sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed and was reading the newspaper, mother Han Mei bought soybean milk fritters and his favorite mutton soup buns from the morning market, Li Jianbang hurriedly took over and took out the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen, and after everything was done, he called Li Lan to get up and eat, threw Li Lan 50 yuan on the dinner table, and asked Li Lan to handle lunch by himself at noon, Li Jianbang and Han Mei went out to work.

Li Lan cleaned up the dining table, lay on the sofa and turned on the TV and turned on the radio station boringly, at this time the phone rang, it was an invitation to the promotion banquet of Song Mingyuan, the squad leader who often played football together,

Li Lan looked at her hair, with the current aesthetics is really a little unacceptable, ready to go to the barber shop to repair the hairstyle, it's funny to think about it, at that time the school inspected the school spirit and discipline, and he had a big dispute with the teacher for this hair, and came to the barber shop and told the barber that he wanted to cut the head of the plane, and the barber was a little confused

"What is the nose of an airplane?"

Half an hour later, Li Lan looked in the mirror, his complexion was fair, his facial features were delicate with a touch of handsomeness, and his handsomeness was with a touch of gentleness! The temperament exuded by him was so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but in those gentleness and handsomeness, he also had his own unique ethereal and handsome! In this era, he has not experienced a lot of fat caused by entertainment, nor has he had a series of problems such as dull complexion and enlarged pores caused by staying up late, so it can be said that this time is the peak of his appearance in his life.

Compared with his own residual face in his previous life, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said to himself: Time is a pig-killing knife, black fungus, purple grapes, and soft bananas!

After glancing at the time, it was only more than 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not interesting to go home, Li Lan called Zhang Lei, Zhang Lei was one of the few high school classmates who did not cut off contact with Li Lan later, tapping the keyboard and the noisy sounds around him, he knew that he was in an Internet café without Zhang Lei answering, and after confirming which one he could, Li Lan walked towards his destination.

"Oh, scare labor and capital" Li Lan came behind Zhang Lei, looked at Zhang Lei, who was concentrating on SOLO with others, and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Lei was playing the popular MOBA game "Qifan Three Kingdoms" at that time, at that time, everyone often turned black together, Li Lan looked at Zhang Lei's record of 0-2, a burst of ridicule on the public screen, Zhang Lei's face was flushed, he glanced at Li Lan next to him and said: Come on, come on, you help me abuse him once, let him know that he knows to be low-key.

To be honest, he hasn't played this game for many years, and when he went to college, he decisively gave up Qifan to join the DOTA army, for things that he was not sure of, Li Lan decisively shirked it, and then told Zhang Lei about the invitation to the class president Song Mingyuan's classmate banquet tomorrow, and asked him to go by car together, and refused Zhang Lei's invitation to open the black, Zhang Lei didn't care much, and in a blink of an eye, all his attention was refocused on the screen.

Back home, Li Lan looked at the clock on the wall, counting the time when his parents got home from work, he opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients stored in it, a few dishes were already clear in his heart, washing rice and cooking, and then using cucumbers, lean meat, fungus skillfully shredded into the oil pan and stir-frying, put the appropriate seasoning, the first mushu meat was out of the pot, and then he simply processed the potatoes and eggplant peppers, and then fried them in the oil pan again。

"Good guy, did you do this?" Han Mei knew her son too well, and she had a fight with the ancient students, and it would not be possible if her limbs were not diligent, but it was true that there was no distinction between grains and grains, and Han Mei asked in disbelief

"Then there are others!" Li Lan rolled her eyes.

"Hmm... Well, yes! I slapped your dad on the beach. After Han Mei and Li Jianbang washed their hands, they sat at the dining table and picked up chopsticks and said while tasting.

Li Jianbang smacked his mouth twice, his eyes rolled twice, and then said to Li Lan in a serious voice: Son, the task of cooking at home will be handed over to you in the future, and now boys who can cook in society can find girlfriends, do you know?"

"Why does my son have to cook in the future, what to do with his daughter-in-law, and I won't have to ask my son to take care of her?

Li Jianbang wanted to say: Haven't you come over like this all these years? But the smart one chose to keep his mouth shut and smile bitterly.

Looking at Li Jianbang's deflated face and Han Mei's smile on the table, Li Lan felt very warm at this moment.