In the haze, Ling Han seemed to hear the voices of two women talking, it felt very unreal, but the words were clear and clear, and he couldn't get up if he wanted to, and then he listened carefully, the voice seemed to come from a very distant place.

Is it a dream? Not like that!

"Xianglan, I've suffered you in the past few years, Ling Han is twenty-three years old this year, and he has grown up and is born."

"Well, it's twenty-three," the voice of another woman rang out.

This voice is so familiar, and the other voice seems very unfamiliar.

"Yes, it's more than one meter and eight, Jun is dead, I don't know how many girls are lost, and I look exactly like you."

The familiar voice smiled, "I'm not worried that he won't be able to find a daughter-in-law just by looking at his looks and knowledge, but I can't survive without a good job these years, and I don't have the ability, I just teach in the village primary school, and I will have to rely on him in the future." ”

"Didn't the fourth child promise to help you? His relationship with Liao Renzhong, the executive deputy county magistrate of the county, is not ordinary. ”

"Alas...... The fourth brother didn't fully agree, but he didn't refuse, Ling Han has been back from Yanjing for almost two months, and he has nothing to do, grinding all day long about what I said I want to go to the sea to do business, I have saved tens of thousands of yuan at home, which is not enough for him to marry a daughter-in-law, how can he be ruined. ”

Ling Han, whose consciousness was still in a hazy state, was a little surprised when he heard this conversation, at the age of twenty-three? Just graduated? Isn't that 2000? What's going on? Have you gone back from 2006 to 2000? But there is also a fairy-like wife at home, why did this cross over? It's a dream, isn't it?

I heard another voice in my ears: "Our Ling family is all mixed in the officialdom, although there is no big official, but arranging your own children is also a trivial matter, if the fourth brother can't settle down, I'll talk to your second brother, go to Nanhe Town." ”

Ling Han, who still couldn't hold up his eyelids, knew that his mother's second brother Ling Zhinan was the secretary of the town party committee and a deputy county-level cadre in Nanhe Town, Nanhe County.

"Thank you second sister-in-law, the fourth brother doesn't know what is going on, two days ago I heard that Zhang Dongjian, the director of our Longtian Township Cement Factory, asked the people of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection to invite them.

"Alas, it's not my sister-in-law who said that your fourth brother, the surname of Zhibei is too domineering, he, the head of Longtian Township, can't hold his head up to the secretary Zheng Zhihe, and Zhang Dongjian of the cement factory is close to him, this time the matter is not small, even the province is alarmed, I am afraid that your fourth brother will give the surname Zhang a bite, then it's over, the surname Zhang is also bold, dare to get inferior cement on the Xinjin Expressway, poke a big seed, you see, this is less than half a year, the road surface of the Xinjiang County section of the expressway will be turned over."

Hearing this buzzing in Ling Han's head, the outside voice isolated him, the Xinjin Expressway tofu scum incident in Xinjiang City in 2000 was a major event that shocked the whole province.

Of course, as an ordinary person, this incident did not have much impact on Ling Han, but a few years after this incident, he learned a shocking secret from his former lover, saying that it was shocking because this incident was related to himself and her life.

Now that I think about it, it only hurts, it hurts, no, I must not let this happen, let me wake up, I want to change my fate.

The cry from the depths of my heart shook the sleeping soul, I must wake up, I must wake up at the time of the Xinjin incident in 2000, I want to change the sad scene, ah...... Let me wake up, I will redeem my sad fate......

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"Ah, this little rabbit cub is sleeping naked for the old lady again." As soon as Ling Xianglan, who had just sent her second sister-in-law away, entered the house, she saw her son on the kang lifting the blanket on his right leg, revealing a big white buttocks and smacking his mouth, and he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

Ling Xianglan is funny and angry, but she is not embarrassed, a son is a son, not to mention that he is only twenty-three years old, he is forty-three years old and still a son in the eyes of the old lady, there is a broom pimple at the end of the kang, Ling Xianglan reached out and took it, and the bare ass that leaned over Ling Han was a guy, "The old lady asked you not to remember your surname for a long time, and you ...... a little rabbit cub." ”

"Oh......." Screaming, Ling Han finally opened his eyes and finally woke up, his face on the pillow suddenly lifted up, forming a ninety-degree angle with his back lying flat on the kang, his chin propped up on the pillow, and the two wide-eyed bosses had tears in their eyes.

Ling Xianglan leaned down and held her son's handsome cheeks with both hands, but when she saw the tears in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel a big headache, and she thought that she was pumping him too hard, "You can't change it if you don't wear pants when you sleep, right?" Look at you, what does your asshole look like? Shameful? ”

"Don't be ashamed, Mom, tell me, what year is today, what year, what month, and what day?" Looking at his mother's younger face, Ling Han still couldn't believe it, but this old and rustic old house was indeed so real, and in his memory, this was his home in Duzhuang'er Village.

Ling Xianglan, who heard this, was stunned, glanced at her son twice, and reached out to touch his forehead, "It's not burned, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

Ling Han was in a hurry, stretched out his arms and grabbed his mother's two hands, and actually twisted his body to be coquettish, "Alas, say it quickly, Mom." ”

"Okay, little ancestor, let me tell you, today is August 9, 2000, do you hear clearly?"

"Say it again, Mom." Ling Han was afraid that he would hear poorly, but the pain in his butt was still hot.

"...... August 9, 2000."

Ling Han fainted directly after hearing this.

……

The orange glow fills the country lanes, and the afterglow is soft and gorgeous.

In the evening, the wind was a little stronger, the weeds rustled, most of the crops in the fields had been harvested, and there were many green corn trees taller than people scattered among the vast fields, and the mosquitoes at this time were densely packed into swarms.

In the distance, sheep and cattle were rushing back to the village, and those who were harvesting the crops were hurrying back with hoes and shovels and donkey carts.

Seeing Teacher Ling and her son Ling Han standing on the edge of the field, people would greet from afar, "Hello Teacher Ling." ”

Ling Xianglan's actual age is forty-four years old, but she is well maintained, and she lives a leisurely life in the village, not plowing, not planting, only teaching, her skin and body still retain the charm she should have, she looks like she is only thirty-six or seven, and everyone in the village has bright eyes when they see her.

The tall and handsome Ling Han stood beside his mother, his long arms around her waist, and his eyes looked at the Nixia in the sky in a daze.

Everything is real, and I have indeed traveled back to 2000 years through time and space.

And at this time, the Xinjin incident that changed the fate of many people has just been unveiled, not for anything else, just to change her and her own destiny to work hard, with their own advantages, it is not impossible to change all this, even those things that were once unsatisfactory will be completely reversed, what we have to do now is to step out of this village and tap their own advantages.

I used to be confused and couldn't see where I was going, but now it's different, and I know everything that happened before 2008.

Mother's voice woke up Ling Han at this time, "What do you think?" Son, very distracted. ”

Ling Han smiled at his mother and hugged her tightly, "Mom, my son must be filial to you and not let you suffer any more grievances." "I remember that my mother eloped with 'Dad' back then, and was not recognized by the family, and she only followed her mother back here when she was four or five years old, and the Ling family didn't recognize her as a daughter at all.

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