Xiao Yang was still trying to remember the moment when he was swept away by the waves, his head had a feeling of explosion, all the nerves were extremely sensitive at this moment, as if there were countless needles pierced on it, and it seemed to be thrown around by the huge waves, fluttering and flickering, and that kind of dizziness directly made Xiao Yang unconscious again.

When I woke up again, my head still hurt, and I didn't know if I was dead or alive, and it wasn't God who took me away, so this place was not necessarily heaven. Xiao Yang was thinking wildly when he heard someone next to him whispering.

"Let's not want this child, you also know the conditions of the family, we have to build a house this year, it's not rich, besides, we don't want to wronged our son, you say yes, it's enough to have him." A deep man's voice was mixed with a few sighs.

This ordinary voice made Xiao Yang's body suddenly cold, he tried to open his eyes, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in front of him, saying familiar, he has been looking at this face for almost thirty years, saying that it is unfamiliar, that is, it should definitely not be so young.

That's right, it was Xiao Yang's mother Zhang Yun who appeared in Xiao Yang's eyes, her mother is forty-nine years old this year, and the hard work of the years and the blow of her father's death have made her mother more and more old, and people who are less than fifty years old look like they are fifty-four or five years old.

But this, what's going on, Xiao Yang felt that he was in a trance, as if he had a big dream, but he woke up exhausted and couldn't say a word.

The mother's soft and warm hand put down Xiao Yang's forehead, and said softly: "My son's high fever hasn't subsided yet, why don't you send him to Dr. Chen in the village for a few injections?" ”

"Well, I'll see it's okay, I'll send you down, by the way, let's do that. The man's voice rang out again.

"Oh my God. Xiao Yang was finally convinced that he really didn't dream this time, but why were the fragments of the past in his memory so clear?

Squirming his throat, Xiao Yang suddenly felt that his throat was hot and painful, and he coughed lightly, feeling that his voice sounded very awkward, a little ...... Like a duck.

A word flashed in Xiao Yang's mind, and he said with difficulty: "Dad." Just this one word, but it made him seem to use all his strength to call out. Tears flowed down the corners of Xiao Yang's eyes.

"This year is ...... What year?" Xiao Yang felt that his voice was very awkward, why was it so ugly.

"Son, what's wrong with you. Seeing Xiao Yang like this, his parents were anxious, and Zhang Yun cried out in a hurry, "Son, are you burned, don't scare your mother." ”

After all, Xiao Guoliang was calmer, glanced at his son, and said distressedly: "Yangyang, this year is ninety-two, why have you even forgotten this." ”

"Ninety-two, I was twelve?...... sixth grade elementary school student," Xiao Yang muttered to himself, and a huge wave of exhaustion hit him, making him can't help but fall into a deep sleep again.

When I woke up, I felt as if I was lying on an ox cart, slowly, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the clear blue sky and white clouds above my head, and the smell of wild grass in the wind. Xiao Yang felt a lot better.

Then I saw my mother Zhang Yun sitting next to him, her head down, not knowing what to think there.

"Mom. Xiao Yang called softly.

"Son, are you still uncomfortable when you wake up?" As soon as Zhang Yun saw his son wake up, he immediately suppressed his thoughts and looked at Xiao Yang with concern.

"I'm fine, Mom, I'm worried about you. Xiao Yang didn't know why, looking at his mother's young face, he felt very sour, "I asked you something." ”

"Say it, son. Zhang Yun saw that his son seemed to be getting better, and his mood was much better.

"Are you pregnant?" Xiao Yang licked his lips, and suddenly wondered if he was in Truman's world, like playing a game, he could start over when he died, and then looked at the blue sky, feeling that he was purely cranky.

"You are a little child, why are you asking this?" Xiao Yang's words were like a knife piercing his mother's heart, Zhang Yun's voice was a little low, she liked children, but because of the constraints of the conditions, she had to make a decision against her will, and when she saw her son asking, she replied a little angrily.

"Mom, can you keep her. Xiao Yang remembers that in his very clear dream, he clearly remembers that his mother has two children, both of whom are girls. Whenever he sees that his peers have brothers and sisters at home, Xiao Yang is very envious, and he feels too lonely to be alone.

"What did you say?" Zhang Yun smiled bitterly: "This kid is really confused, you yourself clearly said that you don't want your younger brothers and sisters to share the family property with you, why don't you turn your head and forget it." ”

Xiao Yang was stunned, he did say this when he was a child, and someone teased him and said: Yang Yang, let your mother give you another brother and sister, right?

Xiao Yang will always say: Okay.

Then people said: After giving birth to younger brothers and sisters, I will share the family property with you, half of each person!

Xiao Yang will immediately say: Forget it, I don't want younger brothers and sisters. Xiao Yang's young heart longed for a sister to be his companion, and he was afraid that they would share his mother's love with him, and this contradiction had been with him for many years, until he regretted it, and his mother could no longer be reborn.

"Mom, I'm serious, I've never been so serious, the child stays, life may be a little tight now, but it will get better soon. Xiao Yang said in his heart that it would really be soon.

Zhang Yun listened to her son's words and hesitated, she didn't want to be this child, you know, every child is the flesh of the mother's body.

"His father?" Zhang Yun called Xiao Guoliang with some weakness, and the two said good things, and then changed, making her a little speechless.

In fact, what Xiao Yang said just now, Xiao Guoliang has been listening carefully there, not that he is ruthless and doesn't like children, on the contrary, Xiao Guoliang's liking for children is not weaker than his wife Zhang Yun. Listening to what his son said solemnly, he was also a little hesitant, but the current conditions of the family.

Seeing his father's hesitation, Xiao Yang continued: "Dad, stay, it's just that there is a flow of people in our country, in foreign countries, the flow of people will be condemned by the society, and children also have human rights!"

"This little rabbit cub still said that he was not confused, how can you know about foreign affairs. Xiao Guoliang was amused by his son, and said with a smile: "Yunzi, what do you say?"

Zhang Yun bit his lower lip, was silent for a while, and said faintly: "In our generation, there are seven or eight in the family, and we have experienced ************, and we have all come back to life. ”

As soon as Zhang Yun said this, Xiao Guoliang naturally knew what his wife meant, and sighed and said: "Okay, just keep it, it's a big deal if we get tired a little more, I don't believe it, and I can't afford to raise a little doll." ”

"What is the number today?" Xiao Yang looked at the dealers on both sides of the road, it should be about to enter autumn, and he was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden change from twenty-eight to twelve years old, looking at the little arms and legs on his body, he couldn't help but think, it is really not easy for my parents to pull me from a young age.

"Today, August 27th, you will start school in a few days, just go back to your grandmother's house this time, you don't have to go up the mountain, just wait for the start of school. Seeing that the child was saved, Zhang Yun naturally felt much better, and a smile appeared on his face.