On the evening of June 19, 2004, Zhoujia Village, which had just experienced a torrential rain, was bathed in the fresh breeze of the air, and the village of 100 households was full of smoke.

At the end of the village after the rain, you can see children going out to have fun everywhere, and some men and elderly people who are sheltering from the rain at home also sit in front of the door with a small stool, drinking tea or smoking.

The sound of adults scolding children, stir-frying, and gossiping is all in this small village.

In front of the village, there is a crystal clear river, but that is the scene before the rain, the small river that has just experienced a rainstorm, has been a turbidity, this small river, is the place where the ancestors of Zhoujia Village have draught, washed rice, and washed laundry for generations, and raised the ancestors of Zhoujia Village for generations.

This small river, which is more than a mile long, is called the Zhou River.

At this time, although the river was muddy, there were still some women washing on the gangplank by the river, and some men who had just returned from the fields to see the crops were also washing their feet by the river.

A lean 16-year-old boy carrying an old paint bucket with a gap in the river is picking up snails (si) by the river, many of which climb up to the edge of the river after a rainstorm.

The boy was barefoot, wearing a pair of large black pants, and the ribs of his bare upper body were clearly visible.

He looks delicate, his skin is very white, he has been lowering his head to touch the snail, and he can't see what he looks like, he can only feel that he should be an introvert, because not far from him, there is a big girl and a little daughter-in-law washing things, and he didn't look at it at the age of young Mu Ai.

He is Zhou An, who lives at the end of the village, has just experienced the high school entrance examination, and the results of the high school entrance examination have not yet come down, and the most important thing is that he has just been reborn today.

Reborn from 2018.

Before he was reborn, he lost all his passion for life, and felt that he had nothing to love, because at the age of 30, he had just experienced the pain of losing his father.

The old father who poured half of his life's efforts into him, was seriously ill and hospitalized for a month, he spent all his savings and was still not enough, when he was about to sell the house to raise money, his father heard the wind from nowhere, in order not to affect him bankrupt, in the early morning, he quietly pulled out the oxygen tube, after dawn, Zhou An, who was with the bedside, opened his eyes and saw that it was already his father's cold body.

His father loved him and was still thinking about him when he was dying.

But his old man didn't know that he was like an invisible hand, crushing Zhou An's heart, making him feel painful, ashamed of himself, and extremely hated why he didn't work hard before?

If his financial situation is a little better, his father should still be saved!

Zhou An has a heart of filial piety, 30 years old, divorced, no children and no daughters, he doesn't care whether his family is bankrupt, he sells his house to save his father, he is willing.

But his father's pull deprived him of the last chance to fulfill his filial piety.

What he owes his father will never be paid off again in this life, and the pain in his heart is even worse than when his wife threw the divorce agreement in front of him three years ago and asked him to sign it.

His father is already his only surviving relative, and his death is like suddenly depriving him of the only remaining attachment to this world.

The family, love and friendship that he valued the most, at the moment of his father's death, finally declared a complete collapse, and the feeling of lovelessness followed him like a shadow and lingered.

Maybe God also thinks this guy is too pitiful, and before he was determined to live and die and end himself, he suddenly slipped him from 2018 to 2004, when the rain was pouring outside the window.

It stands to reason that if you are reborn, there will be countless ways to make money and make a fortune, only in the palm of your hand.

But Zhou An came back from rebirth, sat in front of the window of his room, and looked at the pouring rain outside the window, but found that more than ninety percent of the methods of making money were not suitable for his current situation.

Because he has no capital, his family is also poor, and his father has just undergone a rectomy operation, and the family is not only destitute, but also owes tens of thousands of foreign debts.

To this extent, it is not easy to make a living, and if you want to make a fortune, the difficulty is really not ordinary.

Lottery tickets, stocks or something, Zhou An didn't buy it in his previous life, he didn't know what winning numbers he had, before he was reborn, he was just a chef who had been a chef for more than ten years, and he had never done anything except heard of it, and he didn't usually pay attention to it.

When he came back from rebirth, he thought about it for a long time and found that with his current situation, if he wanted to make a fortune and change the economic situation of this family in a short period of time, it seemed that there was no way but to sell his ass.

In the end, after racking his brains, he finally thought of a way to make money by finding food from the water, which was the snail he was picking up now.

Perhaps it was Zhou An's behavior that inspired some of the big girls, little daughters-in-law, old ladies and children in the village.

When the snails that Zhou An picked up by the river filled the bottom of the paint bucket, an old lady came over with a basket and smiled and picked it up not far from him.

It didn't take long for another pair of sisters-in-law to come, and the eldest girl who was two years older than Zhou An greeted him with a smile.

Soon, there were more people picking up snails by the river, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least a dozen.

"Touch some snails and go home to fry leeks and eat!"

"My old man likes to eat this ......"

"This snail is big! There are a lot of snails! It's really good!"

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Listening to the chatter of those old ladies, big girls, and little daughters-in-law while picking up snails, Zhou An pursed his lips, got up silently, carried his bucket, walked out of the village with his head down, and continued to pick up the uninhabited section of the river outside the village.

Those people were shallow-eyed, and they came one by one when they saw him picking up snails by the river, they wanted to add a vegetable to the family, but Zhou An was counting on this to make money!

However, they are all acquaintances in the village, and Zhou An is not easy to turn his face, not to mention, this river is not his family, and he has no reason not to allow those people to pick it up.

The river water is warm after the heavy rain in summer, and Zhou An waded barefoot in the river, which was not cold, but as the sky got later and later, the people in front of the village who were busy picking up snails went home, and the river slowly became cold.

Zhou An was the only one left by the river who was still picking up snails, and the plastic bucket containing the snails was already more than half full.

He's still picking it up.

When it was almost dark, his mother came to him and stood on the riverbank and shouted to him, "Anzi! It's getting dark, you haven't gone home yet? Don't eat? Go back quickly! When it's dark, you're alone by the water, and your father and I don't feel at ease!"

When she saw that the snails in his bucket were almost full, his mother urged even harder, "Ah? You have picked up so much, what are you picking up? Come home with me! How can you finish eating so many snails at home? Stir-fry snails cost oil, how can there be so much oil at home for you to fry so many snails? Hurry up and come home with me! Go back and send more to your second uncle's house! How much oil does it cost to have so many snails! Come back with me!"

Zhou An looked at the snails in the bucket that were almost full, turned back and smiled at his mother, "Okay! Mom! I'll come up!"