Under the dim street lamp, two shadows, one large and one small, were walking side by side, and the flashlight on the ground two meters away illuminated a large circle of light on the ground. There were black fingers everywhere on both sides, and only a row of rudimentary red-brick warehouses in the distance had a 30-watt incandescent lamp at the door.

"Hurry up, you dead boy is not begging for a beating!" Jia Aiguo turned around and said angrily to his son, the eight or nine-year-old boy behind him did not dare to look up at him.

"Dad, I didn't mean to, I just accidentally fell while playing!" The little boy was pretty, with big eyes and double eyelids, wearing a brand new blue shirt and black hot pants, like a little gentleman, but unfortunately there was a hole in his knee the size of a penny.

"I just said that you will wear new clothes tomorrow, you just don't listen to me, and you will secretly wear them today, now the new pants have become torn pants, see what you are wearing at the New Year's Day party tomorrow?" Jia Aiguo said angrily.

"But I have a birthday today, this is my birthday present, why can't I wear it. The little child said in his heart.

Jia Aiguo's son's birthday is December 31, and there is only one day left on New Year's Day! He didn't sleep so late, so he took his child to the defective warehouse in the factory to find the same piece of fabric to mend his son's pants.

"Huh!?Why is the light in the warehouse on, didn't the key to the eldest sister of the warehouse manager Wang give me?" Jia Aiguo pushed open the door in confusion.

Zhou Lei's head hit the concrete floor heavily, his eyes were dark, and after losing consciousness, he didn't know how long it took to be woken up by life.

"Lei Lei, Lei Lei, don't scare Dad! Wake up! Wake up!" A man's voice sounded anxiously in his ears.

"Dad!" is a distant word, his own father died as early as the age of eight, and even his stepfather died five years ago, where did he come from!

Zhou Lei thought in a daze, but the man didn't know why he slapped Zhou Lei's face hard and pinched him hard, Zhou Lei opened his eyes in pain, and a face that he thought about day and night appeared in front of him.

"Dad!" Zhou Lei said in disbelief.

"It's okay to wake up, it's okay, it's okay!" Jia Aiguo said as he vomited blood.

Zhou Lei looked at everything in front of him and thought it was a hallucination after his death, only in this way could he explain why he saw people who had been dead for more than 20 years. After all, he fell from the balcony of the 32nd floor at that time, and the height of the 3.5-meter floor is hundreds of meters, and he will not have a second end except to fall into a meatloaf.

It wasn't until Jia Aiguo couldn't support him anymore and fell to the ground with his arms around him, and he didn't change Zhou Lei's sanity back after he hit the wound.

"How can it hurt, how can it hurt? Am I not dead?" Zhou Lei said as he touched the wound on the back of his head, the wound on his head hurt when he touched it, and what was even worse was that his head was dizzy and always wanted to close his eyes and rest.

Zhou Lei couldn't help but press the wound a few more times to refresh himself, and with the pain, Zhou Lei's mind began to boil.

He put his hand in front of his eyes, bright red blood stained his hand that he didn't know how many times smaller, and countless thoughts floated through Zhou Lei's mind.

Finally reborn, two words came out of the crossing. For a third-rate online writer, this is the word of the bad street, Zhou Lei hammered his wound a few times to confirm that he was not dreaming, and began to carefully look at the surrounding environment.

The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, a warehouse full of fabrics, gasoline and blood stains on the floor, and a dead man in overalls lying not far away, the smell of gasoline and a extinguished torch all over the room reminded him.

(The following episodes are purely fictitious, if there are similarities, it is purely coincidental)

At 10 o'clock in the evening of 31 December 1989, a fire broke out in four textile factories in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of Haishi City, and 20 minutes later an oil tanker docked at the port exploded, causing more than 3,000 casualties and direct losses of up to $70 million! Accounting for one-eighth of that year's foreign exchange reserves.

In 1989, China's foreign exchange reserves were only more than 5.5 billion US dollars, which is incomparable with now, and the city's first, third, and fourth textile factories all suffered heavy losses, and only the second textile factory where Jia Aiguo worked survived because Jia Aiguo accidentally stopped the terrorists.

It was precisely because Zhou Lei was greedy to play with his pants that Jia Aiguo met the terrorists/terrorists who came to set fire to the scrap warehouse, and the two died after a desperate struggle.

And Zhou Lei was also in a coma because he hit his head until the next day before he was found and sent to the hospital, Zhou Lei is now reborn to this moment of great significance for him and the whole country!

Zhou Lei thought of this, looked down and saw the person lying next to him pounce.

"Please, don't die! Don't die!" Zhou Lei said while hurriedly touching Jia Aiguo's heartbeat and pulse, and he found that Jia Aiguo's heartbeat and pulse were weakening at this time, and when he looked closely, a wound on Jia Aiguo's stomach was bleeding all the time.

"What should I do?" Zhou Lei couldn't help but grab a handful of hair and think hard.

"Call 120, yes! Call 120!" Zhou Lei said while subconsciously digging out his pants pockets, but he didn't have anything else except a few beer bottle caps and glass balls, and when he saw the things in his hand, Zhou Lei remembered that it was 1989, and there was no such thing as a mobile phone at all.

Zhou Lei could only squat down again to find a roll cloth to tie up Jia Aiguo's wound, but it was useless! The blood from the wound was still flowing, and Jia Aiguo's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and Zhou Lei knew that he couldn't wait.

"Wait for me! Wait for me! I'll go back and call someone to save you, you must wait for me to come back!" Zhou Lei stood up and ran out of the door with a wipe of tears after speaking, and when he arrived at the door, he couldn't help but look back at Jia Aiguo again, and then plunged into the dark night.

There were no street lights around the dark, Zhou Lei looked at it and subconsciously ran towards the lights in the distance.

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The door of the fifth workshop was ajar, and the people inside were buzzing and brightly lit. Wang Qiang, the director of the workshop, is inspecting the work of each production line, because the factory is rushing to catch up with a batch of export orders. The entire No. 2 textile factory has been working in three shifts for more than 20 days in a row, and people and machines are almost unable to hold on, and there have been several accidents in a few days!

Wang Qiang and the deputy director of the workshop have been staring at them in two shifts, for fear that someone will be swept into the machine. At this time, a faint shrill child's voice came, "Someone is coming...... Save ......" voice changed from small to loud, hoarse, full of panic and uneasiness......

"Bang!" there was a sound, and the bucket with cold boiled water at the door was pushed to the ground. Someone was holding an aluminum scoop for drinking water and shouting while knocking on the bucket, attracting all the people in the workshop who could move.

Director Wang walked out of the machine and walked quickly to the door.

"Which family's children didn't like it and rushed here to make trouble, looking for a fight, isn't it!" Wang Qiang said as he pulled through the crowd of onlookers and squeezed in.

"No, the director seems to have really had an accident, and the kid is covered in blood. A female worker pulled his clothes and said, Wang Qiang also saw the bloody child in the middle of the crowd.

"Why are you still stunned! Why don't you call Dr. Sun? Wang Qiang said as he squatted down to check Zhou Lei's body.

"Good boy, don't cry, tell Uncle where you are hurt? Whose child are you? What about your parents?" Wang Qiang said as he hugged Zhou Lei and walked out, just now he checked it, except for the deep wound on his head, the others were bruises, but the child struggled in his arms.

"Don't move, I'll take you to the doctor, find your parents!" Wang Qiang comforted him.

"No, I won't go to the doctor! Please save my father! He was shot and was dying!" Zhou Lei cried.

"Who is your dad?" Wang Qiang felt that something was wrong when he heard this, and stopped and asked, "My dad... It is Jia Aiguo of the mechanical maintenance class. Zhou Lei said.

Wang Qiang put Zhou Lei under the lamp and took a closer look, his heart sank, and he cursed secretly! After only a few years of stability, he slacked off, and it was impossible for the wounds on the child's head and abrasions on his body to leave such a large blood stain on his clothes.

"Tell me what happened to your father?" asked Wang Qiang.

"My dad was shot once, and he was in the defective warehouse in the west!" Zhou Lei pointed in the direction of the warehouse and said, Wang Qiang hurriedly called a few workers to run towards the warehouse together, and only called a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man (young worker) to stay and watch Zhou Lei. With more than 30 years of experience in his previous life, Zhou Lei judged that Wang Qiang was a good person who spoke effectively, and the key was to be effective and able to call the shots.

"Big brother, can you call 120 for me to call an ambulance?"

"What does 120 mean? What kind of ambulance is it?" asked the young man Li Gang.

Zhou Lei looked at him in disbelief, how could anyone not know what 120 meant?

Could it be that instead of being reborn and returning to the past, he has traveled to a place where he doesn't know what is messy? Fortunately, an intellectual saved his mind.

"120 is the phone number of the emergency center opened by BJ this year, and the ambulance is delivered by an Italian foreigner! BJ's has also divided a few vehicles to us in SH City, and calling 120 is the same as the phone number of the first aid station we used to shake, I heard from my sister who is a doctor in the central hospital. That's a good thing, and ordinary people don't need foreign cars, foreign things!" said the intellectual.

When Jia Lei heard this, his heart was cool and cool! In an era where he didn't know for 120, could his father still be saved?

It's also a person who has gone through this era, and the information I checked when I wrote the rebirth essay before is becoming clearer and clearer because of the environment!

Thanks to the blessings of modern media, people in later generations have a certain amount of medical knowledge, coupled with the messy information he checked before, Zhou Lei felt that Jia Aiguo might have injured his internal organs and had to go to a regular hospital immediately instead of going to a first-aid station or infirmary.

Zhou Lei, the infirmary of the textile factory, still has the impression that the doctor inside can at most cure a headache, brain fever, trauma or something, and there is no difference between expecting them to save Jia Aiguo and waiting for death.

"Big brother, please help me make a call and call an ambulance to go to the nearest hospital, please!" Zhou Lei knelt down to kowtow to everyone as he spoke, the man has gold under his knees and his father's life is nothing compared to it! Besides, he knelt and kowtowed in the temple when he was playing in his previous life.

He knocked Li Gang unconscious, "You get up quickly, there is still a wound on your head" Li Gang said and went to pull Zhou Lei up, but Zhou Lei couldn't get up.

"It's useless for you to kowtow to me! Our factory only has a phone in the factory director's office, but the factory director has already left work, so he will have to wait until tomorrow. Li Gang hurriedly pointed to a row of bungalows dozens of meters away.

Someone persuaded Zhou Lei not to be stubborn, the factory has already borrowed a car, that is, in the eighties, it took at least 50 minutes to drive to the nearest hospital.

"The cucumbers and vegetables are cold in 50 minutes!" Zhou Lei pulled his hair and began to worry.

At this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, remembering the news that the man sent the girl's grandmother to the hospital for rescue in a pair of celebrity couples who showed affection in his previous life, and he hurriedly got up and rushed to the factory director's office.

"Airplane, by the way, you must be in time to take the plane. Jia Lei thought.

When he arrived at the place, he saw the iron lock on the door, so Jia Lei ran to the corner of the wall and picked up a brick to smash the door, he is going crazy now! He has long been out of his mind! But the others are not crazy, everyone is busy grabbing the brick in his hand.

"You're all out of the way! I'm going to call a plane to take my dad to the hospital. Zhou Lei waved the brick and shouted, Li Gang and others rushed up from behind to grab the brick and hold him down.

"You still dare to beat people back! Don't say it's your father, even the factory director is injured and can't get on the plane, except on TV, I haven't seen a plane, except on TV, no one can take a plane these days, except for the chief, the expensive thing, all SH is gone! You give me honest!" A man said angrily.

Yes! This is not the era when money can do things 30 years from now! Many people have never seen an airplane in their entire lives.

At this time, a group of people came running over in the distance, and Wang Qiang led everyone to carry Jia Aiguo with a wooden plank, and the infirmary happened to be next to the factory director's office.

"Li Gang, why don't you send the child to the infirmary!" Wang Qiang shouted when he passed by, Zhou Lei had already followed up and went to the infirmary, and the doctor briefly examined it.

"Jia Aiguo injured his internal organs, and it was a gunshot wound, which I can't treat. The doctor in the infirmary said, "Then send it to the People's Hospital, and I'll borrow a car." Wang Qiang said.

"It's useless, and there is only one person in the People's Hospital who can do it, but Zhao Yidao went to BJ to study. I know what level the rest of the people are, and I know that no one knows, so I have to go to the People's Hospital every year for further study. Now no one can treat gunshot wounds except the military hospital, but the military hospital is too far away from here for Jia Aiguo to survive there. The doctor said.

Zhou Lei was stupid when he heard this, and he didn't know how long it took for the sharp sound of time on the radio to wake Zhou Lei up.

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"The Central People's Radio will tell you the time, and it is now 9:30 p.m. BJ time on December 31. ”

"Hahaha! Nine-thirty, December 31, 1989 at half-past nine! Hmm..."Zhou Lei suddenly cried and laughed on the side, startling everyone.

He suddenly rushed out again and began to smash the door of the office, and Wang Qiang hurried to stop it.

"Special Affairs!" Zhou Lei looked at Jia Aiguo, who was covered in blood through the glass, and two words suddenly came out of his mouth, and the people around him were startled.

"You...... Do you know what you're talking about?" Li Gang couldn't help but ask.

"I said the guy who died in the warehouse was a spy sent by xxx. Zhou Lei said in the loudest voice.

Because of historical reasons, people in the 80s were particularly sensitive to these two words, and even set off a wave of arresting spies! Only by putting forward these two words can we attract sufficient attention.

The people around heard it, and Wang Qiang came up and grabbed him, "What you said is true or false, what is the evidence?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Evidence, I heard him say it with my own ears, and my dad and I caught him......" Zhou Lei began to make up the story with a serious face.

Yes, make up a story, Zhou Lei has been unconscious since he was injured in his previous life, and he didn't see what happened later. He was only an eight-year-old child in his previous life, who would tell him such a big thing!

It's just that as a family member of the victim, he deliberately inquired about this matter when he grew up and knew a lot, and now he is just taking it out to bluff people!

Fortunately, Zhou Lei was a third-rate writer in his previous life, and it was no problem for his inspiration to break out more than 10,000 days, so he made up a story with tight logic and no flaws, and at his age of eight, no one thought he would lie.

"I have important information to report to the head of the military region, can I call now?" Zhou Lei spent less than two minutes making up a scene where a father and son inadvertently broke into xxx spies to cause sabotage, and then Jia Aiguo bravely fought the villain!

Helplessly, Jia Aiguo couldn't tell everyone because he was too seriously injured, so he could only let his son carry it down before he fell into a coma and told everyone to beware.

Although the story is fake, the key points are indeed true!

In the previous life, at about 10 o'clock in the evening, a fire broke out at the No. 1234 textile factory at the same time, and thirty minutes later, an oil tanker full of crude oil in the port also exploded, killing and injuring countless people!

When Zhou Lei was telling, someone went to search the body of the deceased and picked up a gun in the warehouse, and everyone believed it. Director Wang glanced at the corpse and hesitated, and Zhou Lei simply added another fire to him.

"There is more than one bad guy, they have to set fire to other factories, it's too late!" Jia Lei said.

"Slam the door, it's a big deal, what's wrong with me!" Wang Qiang stomped his feet and said, then he snatched the brick from Zhou Lei's hand to smash the door lock, smashed it and felt uncomfortable, threw the brick away, squatted down and found a big stone, and smashed the lock open with two clicks.

"Doctor, please give my dad more blood transfusions before the people who come to the hospital, he will die if he bleeds too much!" Zhou Lei pleaded with a face before entering the door.

"Don't worry, there are thousands of people in our factory, I will call on everyone to donate blood!" said an uncle next to him, although blood transfusion may not be useful, everyone will have a little refreshment.

In less than 3 minutes, Director Wang came out of the factory director's office.

"There is an order from above to save Comrade Jia Aiguo's life at all costs!" After calling the director of the factory just now, the director of the factory heard through an acquaintance who worked at the wharf that an oil tanker with a foreign name called "Elsa Guses" had indeed come to the wharf today, and then turned around and reported the situation to the city.

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Twenty minutes later, a thunderous old plane landed in the yard, Jia Aiguo, Zhou Lei and Director Wang were taken on the plane together, as the plane flew into the night sky, Zhou Lei found that the other side of the city suddenly ignited a raging fire to light up the entire night sky.

"The fourth factory is on fire!" Wang Qiang said in disbelief.