"My head hurts. ”

Wang Yi shook his swollen head, trying to support his body to get up, but he didn't need the slightest strength all over his body, he collapsed there softly, and sighed secretly, "It seems that I can't drink so much wine in the future, the feeling of this fragment is really uncomfortable." ”

"Where the hell is this?"

In front of the eye, a dilapidated bedroom appeared in front of me, and the limestone wall had already fallen off in a few places, revealing the black bricks inside, which looked very dilapidated or old.

And how can this roof be a wooden beam, such an old antique has already been driven into the dust of history, and it is really unbelievable that it appears alive in front of you.

Wang Yi couldn't digest the doubts in his heart, and sat up suddenly, because he used too much force, but the wood lying on the bed made a creaking sound.

"There is still such a bed?" Wang Yi muttered to himself, too surprised. Looking at the wooden poles at the four corners of this bed, which only he had when he was a child, the bracket used to support mosquito nets would be made, how could anyone still play such a bed, it was really a bit strange.

"That's not right!"

Wang Yi frowned and looked around, although it was dilapidated, and even had a feeling of being out of place with this era, there was always a familiar feeling, which was familiar and unfamiliar, and the two flavors were mixed together, which was extremely awkward.

At this time, a woman in her thirties walked in from outside, saw Wang Yi sitting up, hurriedly stepped forward, showed a concerned gaze and said, "Xiaoyi, you woke up, you know that you scared me to death last night." ”

"Mom. Looking at the woman in front of him, who was almost a round younger, Wang Yi almost blurted out and shouted. Then the tears flowed down desperately, and I couldn't help it if I wanted to.

"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?" Seeing Wang Yi's sudden howling and crying, Zhao Xia was a little helpless for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him in her arms, and said comfortingly: "It's my mother who is not good, I don't give you money to buy a skipping rope, and my mother will give you the money later, and you can buy whatever you want." ”

When he experienced this gentle feeling again, Wang Yi was a lot quieter, and asked his mother, "Mom, what year is this year?"

"You kid, did you burn your head stupidly because you had a fever last night?" Zhao Xia gently touched Wang Yi's forehead with her hand, revealing a worried expression, "This year is ninety-two, and you will be promoted to junior high school after this summer." ”

"Ninety-two years. Wang Yi silently thought in his heart, and was a little distracted for a while, this year is a very special year, whether it is for the world or for his family.

Last year, the Soviet Union, as a powerful big brother, just collapsed, completely ending the Cold War era and ushering in a world pattern of one superpower and many powers.

In China, the chief designer has just made a tour of the south and made some speeches, which completely laid the road of socialism with the economy as the main body, and made the whole of China take off completely, and even became the world's second largest economy more than 20 years later.

Compared with the world, these are a little too far away for Wang Yi, but the people around him feel very real.

In this year, many people are no longer sneaky, but openly show their family property, and tens of thousands of households have popped up at once, and many of these people are the kind of second-rate gangsters who do not do their jobs in the eyes of everyone.

But because these people dare to work hard, they have become the first people in their village to become rich.

For the days when others are gradually getting better, Wang Yi knows that his family has really ushered in a hard life.

The little sister who was just six months old was infected and had to go to the children's hospital for treatment, which spent the family's few savings again, and even owed a lot of foreign debts. Fortunately, the little sister saved her life in the end, which is also a great luck in misfortune.

The next few years were extremely difficult, and in order to repay the money, basically not a week could not take advantage of the smell of meat, and it was not until 1996 that it got better.

At that time, my father accepted several apprentices, and in addition to giving them some living expenses before leaving the school, all the wages were taken by the master, and even made a lot of money at one time, and in 1999, he pushed this brick house to the house, and also built a two-story small western-style building, which is good in the whole countryside.

The previous scenes appeared in front of me, relatives, friends, and even the woman who pursued it at the beginning.

Wang Yi is thriving in his career, becoming the general manager of a foreign trade company in his thirties, with a salary of at least one million a year, but he is extremely frustrated emotionally, and he has never been married until he is reborn.

In addition to maintaining an ambiguous relationship with several women, he is purely a loser in his feelings.

Trying to breathe in the fresh air and calm himself down, Wang Yi is still just a child who has just turned twelve years old and is about to enter junior high school.

Looking at his caring mother, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and said a little clumsily: "Mom, I don't want any skipping rope, I don't want anything, as long as I will always be by your side, and I will make a lot of money in the future, so that you can live in a big house and even drive a car." ”

"Good, good, good!" Zhao Xia said three good words in a row, no matter whether what Wang Yi said could become a fact or not, but it was enough to have this heart, revealing maternal kindness and said: "Then I will wait for Xiaoyi to support my mother in the future, let my mother live in a big house and drive a small car." ”

"En!" Wang Yi nodded emphatically, this may be the first promise in this life.

Zhao Xia smiled happily and said to Wang Yi: "You just got rid of the high fever last night, so you should rest more, don't drag your body down." ”

As he spoke, he covered the thin quilt on the bed, after all, it was summer, so he couldn't cover those thick quilts. After all this was done, Zhao Xia left the bedroom and went outside to work.

Money, money, money!

Now that Wang Yiyi closed his eyes, his whole mind was thinking about making money, if he didn't have money, he wouldn't be able to eat meat for a week or even a month, what a terrible thing it was.

Maybe some people can go without eating meat for a long time in order to lose weight, but Wang Yi is only twelve years old, and it is when he grows taller, if he does not have sufficient nutrition, he is very likely to grow a little more than 1.7 meters like in his previous life, and such a height is already short in his generation.

But how to make money?

No matter what stocks he buys now, as long as he puts them for a period of time, they can basically appreciate in value, but he has no funds, and he is not an adult, so he can't buy them, and as for convincing his stubborn father, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Write some pop songs to sell? Well, Wang Yi can remember some well-known high-tide lyrics at most, and as for a complete one, it's like he can't even remember the complete national anthem now, so how can he still remember those pop songs.

Writing a novel? This is not something that anyone can write, and even if he has read it, it is impossible to roughly imitate it, otherwise he would have become a novelist long ago.

In the end, Wang Yi sighed discouragedly and found that there was no opportunity to make money at all now, and there were too many constraints.

If he was older, maybe Wang Yi would try his luck at Shenzhen Stock Exchange or Shanghai, and it would not be a way out for him to get some things into the mainland, but now that he is only 12 years old, thank God for not being unlucky by traffickers at this age.

sighed, it seems that I can only take one step at a time, and when I get better, I will go out for a walk and see if I can find a way to make money, after all, this age is too old, and my memory has long been blurred, I really don't know what I need now, what I don't need.