"Qingzi, what are you doing in a daze? Your father told you to come over for dinner quickly, and go back and review quickly!"

It was nearly eight o'clock, and the scorching heat of the day gradually faded, leaving a brilliant cloud of fire on the horizon.

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron is loudly beckoning her son, who is hiding under a tree to cool off, to come home for dinner.

"Mom...... Mom?"

Yang Qingshi shook his head vigorously, struggling to wake up from his dizziness and ignorance, when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but suddenly reddened his eyes.

It turned out that my mother at this time didn't have so much gray hair on her sideburns, and the small building that had been demolished had long been demolished was still the same as she remembered.

Everything seemed so familiar, yet so strange.

"You kid, why are you crying when you go home for dinner?"

"Is there something wrong again? The teacher is going to invite the parents?"

Xia Hui was slightly stunned, and then stepped forward to look at her son with a little doubt, and her originally reproachful tone suddenly softened.

"No, I am, I just miss you a little bit, Mom......"

Yang Qingshi wiped a handful of his eyes and grinned vigorously.

It seems that just a few minutes ago, he was still riding a small electric donkey to deliver food to people, but in an instant, the world was spinning, and he opened his eyes again and appeared here.

This year, he had just turned seventeen.

……

"Count and count, and you'll know how much money you're!"

"Didn't you notice that something seemed wrong with your son tonight?"

After a simple dinner, Xia Hui dragged Yang Hanyou, who was still settling accounts, and twisted it on him.

"Tap, tap, it hurts. ”

"What's wrong with him? It must be that he did a bad job, and he wants to earn some performance without being beaten. ”

Yang Hanyou gasped, grinned in pain, and the action of counting the money in his hand involuntarily slowed down.

In their family, the wife is a tiger, the son is a dragon, and he is a pig, who is the most angry and bullied, and he can't make any waves if he wants to struggle.

Typical strength does not allow!

"It's been summer vacation recently, where are the exams? Since I was a child, how many times have I seen your son wash the dishes?"

Stretching out her head and looking at Yang Qing, who was still washing dishes in the kitchen, Xia Hui rolled her eyes at Yang Hanyou angrily, but it was difficult to hide the uneasiness in her heart.

"You women just love to be cranky, this kid is bouncing under your nose all day long, what can you do?"

Yang Hanyou pursed his lips, sat down and began to continue muttering about his account book, "Recently, this business has become more and more difficult to do, the restaurant next door is always on sale, and our business is much worse than before." ”

Although Jiangyin is only a small town in the southwest of the motherland, there is an old state-owned steel mill here.

Relying on the thousands of people in the factory, even in 2006, the town's catering industry was already very prosperous.

And Yang Hanyou was laid off early because of physical reasons, and Xia Hui's meager salary alone could not afford Yang Qingshi's education, so the two simply redecorated their small building and opened a Chinese restaurant.

At this time, Yang Qingshi naturally didn't know that some of his abnormal behaviors were all seen by his mother.

After tidying up the kitchen, he went straight back to his room, as he had done back then.

Looking at the BEYOND poster posted on the wall of the room, he felt like a world away for a while, and all his memories kept coming back to his mind like an old movie.

From the prideful spring breeze of the top student in the school college entrance examination, to the heartbreaking heart of his first girlfriend, from the young frivolity of joining the world's top 500, to the failure of entrepreneurship at the age of 30 and the desperation, and even the despair of the parents at home.

Life is full of ups and downs, and looking back at a glance, it seems that you have tasted all the flavors of the world.

"No matter what happened, no matter why I traveled back to the present, since God has given me a chance to start over, who wants to float and sink in the sea of suffering?"

Slowly retracting all his thoughts from the bottom of his heart, when Yang Qingshi opened his eyes again, his eyes flashed with firmness and calmness that seemed extremely inconsistent with his age.

"The quest is triggered, and you are back to the age of innocence. ”

"Task (1): Before the breakfast hall opens, please prepare a breakfast for your parents, it doesn't need to be hearty, but you must be attentive. ”

"There is no reward for completing side quests, and those who fail to complete the quest will be sent back to the time crossing. ”

Just when Yang Qingshi calmed down and lay on the bed with his eyes closed and pondered, a mechanical voice sounded out of thin air in his mind.

Yang Qingshi was startled, sat up directly from the bed, and looked around with wide eyes, but except for the empty room, he didn't see half of the other shadows.

But the next moment, something similar to the taskbar of an online game appeared in front of him.

"Interesting, is this a restriction on my time traveling?"

"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch. ”

After a long time, Yang Qingshi woke up from the initial shock and smiled self-deprecatingly.

After all, even such a sci-fi thing has happened, and no matter how bizarre the experience is, it is not unacceptable to him.

"But for so many years, I really haven't made a decent breakfast for my parents......

Looking at the task in front of him, Yang Qingshi had mixed feelings in his heart for a while.

In the Southwest Basin, many years ago, in response to the call of the state, began a vigorous family planning, and by his generation, almost every family in the town had only one child.

The selfish, rebellious, and Beat Generation has become the biggest label of their generation.

With a long breath of turbidity, when the taskbar disappeared, Yang Qingshi was no longer sleepy, and sat down at the desk by himself, picking up paper and pen to record what he remembered in the future.

Then rebirth, start with a breakfast!

……

In the early morning of the next day, because business was not very good, Yang Hanyou and his wife got up before five o'clock and began to make a living early.

But the husband and wife had just prepared the materials, but they didn't expect the sound of a fire coming from the kitchen.

"What are you doing in the kitchen when you don't sleep so early?"

Yang Hanyou was stunned, his son was pampered by his grandparents since he was a child, and he never got up if he didn't sleep until the sun dried his buttocks every day.

"Seeing that you are too busy to have breakfast, I can't sleep when I'm idle anyway, so I'll make you a good meal. ”

Yang Qingshi turned his head and laughed twice, but the action of flipping the wok in his hand did not stop at all.

"Oh, then you slow down and don't get burned. ”

Yang Hanyou walked out of the kitchen suspiciously, and then walked a few steps quickly and ran to Xia Hui with a strange expression, "I really made you right, this kid is a little wrong." ”

"Guess what he told me? I can't sleep when I'm idle anyway, and he wants to cook us something delicious, but does he have a time when he can't sleep?"

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was overcast, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road, except for the dappled and dim streetlights constantly swaying in the wind.

The husband and wife in the four-way restaurant stared at each other with big eyes, looking at each other, and they were speechless