Chapter 2: Past Life, This Life

fell asleep in a daze, and when Qin Xu woke up again, what appeared in front of him,

It's still the same familiar and somewhat unfamiliar scene.

Stroking the bruised thighs that were pinched by himself, although Qin Xu was helpless, he had to admit it.

He's really back!

In his previous life, Qin Xu was a little withdrawn because of his parents' divorce.

In addition, his father was sentenced again, and the family could no longer afford to support him to go to school.

So, just after the first year of junior high school, he followed his uncle to Shanghai to work in Shanghai during the summer vacation of next year.

It's ridiculous to think about it, a child who has just turned twelve or thirteen years old, and has traveled thousands of miles to go out to work.

If this is placed in the future generations, it is simply unimaginable.

Fourteen years old,

Most of the children should still be in school at this time, enjoying their carefree childhood, right?

Qin Xu smiled self-deprecatingly,

At the age of fourteen, he is already running around in Shanghai, far away.

You must know that the tailor shop where he apprenticed at the beginning took orders during the day and made clothes at night.

In order to learn how to make clothes, he helped the masters every day and stayed up until two or three o'clock in the morning.

And early in the morning, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, he has to ride his bicycle, take the clothes made by the masters to the store, and then help in the store.

In the middle of winter, a teenage boy rode a bicycle through the streets.

Thinking of this, Qin Xu felt that his hand was a little painful.

Shaking his head, Qin Xu forced himself to wake up from his memories.

In those difficult days in his previous life, he didn't even know how he survived.

But if we go on according to the current situation, if nothing else,

Today next year, he should already be in Shanghai, in someone else's house.

Helping others buy groceries, cook, do laundry...

No!

Qin Xu raised his head suddenly, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

The hardships at the beginning, he now even feel painful to remember, let alone go through it again.

Since he has already started again, if he still walks like that, Qin Xu feels that he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him directly.

But here's the problem...

In the materialistic society of later generations, I want to live without a nest, and I want to live a chic life.

There are three conditions, and you must have one of them.

Either you want to have the right!

Either you have money!

Either you have a dad!

It doesn't matter if he's a godfather or a real father, you have to have a good father!

But what do you have?

Money?

Touching his pocket, Qin Xu spread his hands, and the last dollar was torn by his grandfather.

Right?

Shrugging his small shoulders, Qin Xu secretly pondered,

My grandfather used to be an accountant in the village, so if you calculate it, you should also be the third generation of officials, right?

As for Dad?

Qin Xu nodded his little head, he really has this!

I dragged my chin and thought about it, it should have been the middle of June 1994.

It was just over a month before his father was sentenced.

At the end of July 1994, the Yuzhou Intermediate People's Court will formally hear his father's case.

And after a short trial, his father was sentenced to 12 years in prison for theft!

Well, it's twelve years!

Qin Xu folded his fingers and calculated very clearly.

Three years before he was reborn, my father, who was nearly 50 years old, had just come out of prison.

"Alas, it's useless!"

Qin Xu sighed, tilted his head and fell asleep on the bed again, listening to the constant creaking sound of the broken shelf bed under him, and felt bored in his heart.

I'm reborn, but can I change anything?

Not to mention anything else, my father has a month to go to court, and my grandparents are pooling money everywhere, wanting to hire a good lawyer for my father.

But in the end?

How can ordinary people afford a lawyer?

Yes, even if you can't afford it, the court will eventually assign you one.

After all, is the form there.

But recalling the defense lawyer appointed by the court, Qin Xu smiled bitterly.

silently watched as his father was sentenced, and then packed up his things and left.

For him, it was just a routine affair.

But for Qin Xu's family, this is simply an unparalleled disaster!

"No, I can't let it happen again, and my father can't go to jail. ”

Qin Xu held his little hand and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

But here comes the problem again...

I went to Yuzhou to ask for money, and asked a lawyer for money, where did the money come from?

Goldfinger?

I haven't found it yet, and I don't know if there is one.

Financial stocks?

It seems that I don't know anything except a few major events I've seen in the novel.

And to play this thing, you must first have a principal!

Scratching his hair a little irritably, Qin Xu tossed and turned on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all.

In his previous life, he worked as a tailor for more than ten years, and when it came to making clothes, he asked himself that his craftsmanship was not bad.

But when it comes to starting a business from scratch, he doesn't even have the most basic experience.

Clothing?

That's right, it's not bad to be an old man, Qin Xu's eyes gradually brightened.

Although I can't remember the lottery numbers, I can't remember so many stock quotes.

But anyway, he has also been up and down in the clothing industry for so many years, and he has more or less a skill.

Moreover, according to the memory in my mind, there will be a good opportunity to make money in the near future, and if I get it well, my first pot of gold will be settled.

Thinking of this, Qin Xu couldn't sleep anymore, and rolled over and climbed up.

But as soon as he got up, he heard the broken wooden door of the bedroom creak again.

"Xiao Xu, wake up, it's time to get up and go to school. ”

Grandma's gentle smiling face appeared at the door, still looking so kind.

But when he heard what she said, Qin Xu was a little embarrassed.

School?

Looks like I'm still in the fifth grade of elementary school, right?

Although I have only been in junior high school for one year, it is nothing to go to elementary school now.

But I'm in my thirties, so is this really good?

Qin Xu wanted to cry a little without tears.

"What's the matter, hurry up, or your grandfather will be angry again. ”

Seeing that Qin Xu didn't move, grandma couldn't help but open her mouth to frighten.

Not to mention, this trick really works.

Hearing that his grandfather was angry, Rao is Qin Xu was in his thirties, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Ahem, this is really not his deliberate pretence, it is purely the instinctive reaction of this body now.

Touching his cheeks, which had been swollen, facing his grandfather's big-eared scrapers that might be drawn at any time, Qin Xu still got up very familiarly.

Walking out of the bedroom with his grandmother, what appeared in front of Qin Xu was a small hall.

Grandpa's house is an ordinary adobe house in the countryside.

There is no courtyard, only three rooms, a hall in the middle, two wings on the left and right as bedrooms, and a small kitchen next to the bedroom on the east side.

The dΓ©cor in the hall is very simple, with only a rectangular offering table and a large square table for eating.

Well, from the perspective of Qin Xu's later generations, this can no longer be described as simple.

Because in addition to these two broken tables, the only furniture in the hall is a few broken wooden stools.

Looking at an old calendar hanging on the wall,

Sure enough, it's June 20th, 1994.

Sighing stingy, Qin Xu completely died of the last bit of hope and walked out behind his grandmother.

At the entrance of the hall is a large open space,

Outside the clearing, there was another large threshing floor, which was now stuffed with a thin layer of wheat.

Seeing this long-lost scene, Qin Xu muttered to himself in his heart,

Not to mention anything else, in the countryside, land is really worthless.