In a farmhouse in Dongjiang City, it was deserted, Wang Feng, a middle-aged and elderly man who was already forty years old, had a sad face, he was holding two bouquets of yellow chrysanthemums that had only twenty yuan of national veins from Huahua, wearing a black dress, and a white chrysanthemum on his chest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the table at the main entrance of the mourning hall are two framed black photographs of his parents, who died in a car accident seven days earlier. And after he walked into the mourning hall, he placed the two yellow chrysanthemums held in his hands in front of the portraits of his parents.

Immediately after, he took two steps back, fell to his knees with a "plop", and faced the portrait of his parents, he first kowtowed three times. Then he got up, his eyes were glazed, he walked out of the mourning hall, sat down on a horse in the courtyard in the sun, he looked up at the sky, and then lowered his head again, feeling that life was so hopeless, and he was so unbearable.

In Wang Feng's opinion, he doesn't know if he can live well after his elderly parents who have taken care of him all his life leave him. In fact, in the previous seven days, he thought about this question repeatedly, and after a painful struggle, the final answer was no, he had no ability to take care of himself, and after leaving his parents, he could not live at all.

If nothing else, he can't guarantee a stable source of experience that life requires. If the driver who hit and killed his parents seven days ago hadn't escaped, maybe he would have been able to compensate him hundreds of thousands of dollars so that he could spend this money for a while, or he could use this money to start a small business. In short, with this sum of money, he felt that he still had hope of continuing to survive in this world.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. Wang Feng did not get this hundreds of thousands of compensation, although the case has been reported, and the police are also making every effort to investigate the matter, but seven days have passed, and the driver who caused the accident has still not been found.

Not only that, Wang Feng's parents are ordinary retired workers, and the pension of the two of them together is only about 5,000 yuan per month. Dongjiang City is a new technology city with high consumption, and 5,000 yuan is just enough for three people.

Wang Feng's parents did not have much savings before their deaths, and after handling the aftermath, the money left to Wang Feng was only a few hundred yuan. In seven days, he spent it all, and there was not a penny left. The twenty yuan spent on the two bouquets of yellow chrysanthemums he bought just now was the only money Wang Feng had under the mountain.

Now, Wang Feng, who is penniless, is in despair. It stands to reason that the villagers in the township, if the family is in trouble, they should be supported from all sides. But Wang Feng and his family of three moved to Dongjiang City from other places after the reform and opening up, and as regular employees, they were assigned a small courtyard of less than 100 square meters.

Since they rarely move around their neighbors, they basically don't have much contact with relatives and friends thousands of miles away. Wang Feng's parents died, and not many people came to mourn. It can be said that Wang Feng will live on his own from today onwards.

It stands to reason that for a forty-year-old man, he can still rely on his hands and brains to find a job, even if it is a meager income, but it is better than staying at home all day and eating nothing. However, Wang Feng, who has been staying at home for 20 years, has developed a habit of not daring to contact the outside world, soaking on the Internet all day long, and tinkering with discarded technology products picked up from a garbage dump not far away.

It is worth mentioning that those discarded mobile phones and tablets, as well as Internet TVs and other technological and digital products, are no longer usable. However, after Wang Feng's dismantling and dismantling of this technical house, he was able to turn decay into magic, and miraculously could be used normally.

In the past 20 years since he dropped out of college, Wang Feng's room, which was originally less than 15 square meters, has collected hundreds of discarded and dilapidated technology and digital products into a small mountain, occupying almost two-thirds of the area of his room, and sometimes, he has nowhere to put his feet when he walks around.

Even so, he enjoyed it. For these worthless things, he didn't even think about selling them. He felt that since it was thrown away, it should be worthless, and it wouldn't be worth a lot to sell it. At the same time, when he wanted to take it out and sell some for money, he was very reluctant in his heart, and he regarded it as a baby pimple.

Wang Feng, who is quite sloppy in his usual life, is a clean person in treating his "heart". Almost every month, he dedicates a few days to wiping down the discarded and dilapidated technology digital stacks in the room, which are as clean as taking a bath.

Having said so much, Wang Feng still has no way out of life. Sitting in the courtyard under the sun, he slowly raised his head and looked at the cellar that is usually used to store sweet potatoes and vegetables two meters in front of him.

She had dug the cellar, and it was about five or six meters deep. In his limited cognition, when he felt that he was desperate, he might as well stand on the edge of the cellar with a ruthless heart, jump down, end his forty years of inactive life, and wait until the next life to reincarnate as a new man, and eighteen years later he will be a good man again.

The reason why Wang Feng chose to jump into the cellar to end his life was because in his opinion, he was afraid of heights when jumping off the building, and he didn't dare to jump down from a high place at all. As for jumping into the river, several big rivers in Dongjiang City that he knew of were flowing with industrial wastewater and sewage, and he was afraid of soiling himself.

As for the other methods of death, he filtered almost all of them, and each of them allowed him to find one reason or another to veto. The only thing left was to jump out of the cellar in his yard that he had dug himself a few years earlier.

This cellar is only five or six meters deep, and in Wang Feng's opinion, even if he jumps down, even if he can't fall to death, at least he will fall half to death, and it is also a good choice for him to fend for himself in the cellar silently.

After thinking of this, Wang Feng decided that after spending the "first seven" for his parents, he was already carefree, so he strengthened his courage and slowly walked to the cellar, closed his eyes tightly, jumped up, and fell at a speed like lightning......

I don't know how long it took, when Wang Feng woke up again, he found that he thought he had a nightmare, the first rays of sunlight in the morning hit his young cheeks, and the memories of the past still remained in his mind.

At this moment, he had just woken up, and then he realized that after he jumped into the cellar of his yard, instead of falling to death or falling half to death, he actually went back in time and brought him back to the world twenty years ago, in 1995 AD.

At this time, he was 20 years old and was a top student in high school, a sophomore at a prestigious university in Dongjiang City, and at this time, he returned to his home and lived with his parents during the summer vacation of college.

After getting up, Wang Feng made him feel a little inexplicable and puzzled, why did time turn back but brought him back to twenty years ago, why not an earlier or later era.

Wang Feng, who pushed the door and walked out of the room, walked into his small courtyard with a thoughtful look, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw that his young father was cooking breakfast in the narrow kitchen built by his own family, while his young mother was washing clothes next to the water pipe.

When Wang Feng was looking ahead, he actually found that about three meters in front of him, the cellar that was originally dug when he was thirty years old actually appeared in the time and space when he was twenty years old, and he was dumbfounded, with an incredible expression on his cheeks.

This woke up Wang Feng at a time, and everything that happened made him feel a little incredible. But when he thought in his heart that he had to be a new person again from the beginning, not to be the wreck who lived to be fifty years old, he decided to face it calmly and live a different self from now on.

"Son, why did you wake up so early today, hurry back to the house and sleep more, your father has just started to make breakfast, and it will be ready later, why are you up so early." Zhao Xueqin (Wang Feng's mother), who was squatting next to the water pipe to wash clothes, saw Wang Feng standing in front of the door of his room in a daze, stopped the clothes he was washing on the washboard, raised his head, with a kind expression on his cheeks, and said with a smile at Wang Feng, who was stunned.

"Oh, I see, Mom." Wang Feng, who came to his senses, felt that his mother's call for "son" was extremely cordial and warm, and he answered.

Just as Wang Feng turned around and was about to walk back to his room, he suddenly heard an aunt's loud voice from outside the open gate of his yard: "Xueqin, is Xueqin at home?" Your hometown called and said that your dad was sick and asked you to send some money back quickly. The phone hasn't been left yet, so go to my commissary and answer the phone. ”

When Wang Feng, who was standing in place, turned around again, he saw a bloated middle-aged parent walking into the gate of his yard, and he recognized it at a glance, this middle-aged woman named Aunt Xu opened a commissary fifty meters away from his house, and also installed a public telephone for people to make and receive calls.

At that time, although every household did not earn much money, they used public telephones and charged by the minute, charging five cents per minute and one dollar for answering a call. Wealthy families have installed landline phones in their homes, and they are waiting for a "big brother" mobile phone worth 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan.

"Aunt Xu, it's hard work, and let you come over for a trip in person, and I'll go with you." Zhao Xueqin hurriedly put down the clothes that were being washed in her hand, stood up with a somewhat panicked expression, and faced Aunt Xu, who was panting in front of her, and pretended to thank her calmly.

"My commissary is unattended, I have to go back quickly, you should also hurry up and answer the phone, this phone is expensive." Aunt Xu urged.

Returning his father, my mother's house called and said that my father was sick, and I had to go to Aunt Xu's commissary to answer the phone quickly. You hurry up and get me a dollar, so that I can answer the phone later, I want to give it to Aunt Xu." When Aunt Xu walked out of the gate of Wang Feng's yard, Wang Feng's mother, Wang Xueqin, quickly picked up the dry towel hanging on the clothesline and wiped her wet hands, and urged Wang Weiguo (Wang Feng's father) who was cooking in the simple kitchen he built.