After breakfast, after Zhao Xueqin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and brushed the pot, she broke up Wang Feng, who was obedient and sensible and wanted to do housework, and threw him ten yuan, and asked him to go out to find his former high school classmates to play. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"it, Xiaofeng's grandfather had a heart attack, and now is the time when he needs money urgently, isn't it a thousand yuan, just send this money to your family tomorrow, we are children, and this factory is so busy, I can't take too long to take a vacation, we can only send some money to express our filial piety." After Wang Weiguo listened to his wife Zhao Xueqin explain the content of the phone she just answered and told her about it, he thought about it for a while, then calmed down and blurted out.

"Daddy, your 1,000 yuan is not a small amount for our family. Think about it, our son is in college, half of the summer vacation has passed, and there is less than half a month to start school, and this school will have to pay the tuition for the next semester. The tuition fee is at least 1,000 yuan. And our family is less than 2,000 yuan when it is full.

"If we take out a thousand yuan and send it to my house, our son's tuition fee for the next semester of college will be seven or eight hundred yuan. The combined salary of the two of us is less than 200 yuan a month, where will the rest of the gap be filled. Zhao Xueqin heard that her husband happily agreed to give her father a thousand yuan to see a doctor, but when she thought of the gap of three or four hundred yuan in her son's tuition fee, she began to worry with a sad face and said worriedly.

"Child, now for us, it is important to treat Xiaofeng's grandfather, this is a matter of human life, we can't be sloppy, even if your sister and brother in your hometown call us to ask for it, we must pay it." As for the problem that our Xiaofeng's tuition fee is still seven or eight hundred yuan, when the time comes, we will borrow it from our neighbors.

"Although we have lived here for many years, we have never opened our mouths to borrow a penny from our neighbors, if you can't pull this face, then I will let it go, I will go out to borrow money for the gap in tuition fees for our Xiaofeng. you, you don't have to worry about it. The most important thing now is that you don't be too sad, take care of your health, and we both have to go to the factory for the night shift tonight. After Wang Weiguo saw his wife Zhao Xueqin looking hesitant and wavering, he immediately pointed out the key point of this matter, expressed his attitude clearly, and took the initiative to borrow money reasonably.

"Then, that's his father, alas, now it seems that this is the only way to do it." After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhao Xueqin looked at her husband Wang Weiguo who was standing in front of her with grateful eyes, and sighed.

With that, the two of them walked back to the back room, which was next to the living room of the hall. After all, the two of them have to go to work the night shift tonight, from seven o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning, and they have to work in the workshop of the factory for eleven hours.

Moreover, the workshop where the two of them work is to operate machines and windows, and they need to be highly concentrated when working, and there can be no desertion. Therefore, having an adequate night's sleep during the day is crucial for both of them.

Wang Feng, who was originally sent out by Zhao Xueqin to play, was just for show, and after walking out of the house not far from the door, he secretly stayed in the courtyard of his house. And, secretly lying outside the tightly closed door of the hall, with his ears pressed to the door panel, he listened to all the conversations of his parents just now.

When the conversation between Zhao Xueqin and Wang Weiguo ended, where did Wang Feng, who was so worried, have any point in going out to play with his high school classmates who were also admitted to other universities and returned to Dongjiang City during the holidays.

Taking advantage of the fact that his parents, who had gone back to the back room to rest, he quietly returned to the bedroom in the living room across from his parents' bedroom, and lay alone on the mattress of the small wooden bed, facing the red tiles and wooden beams of the roof, thinking about his plan to resell mobile phones.

Thinking like this, Wang Feng fell asleep. Moreover, he also had a dream, in which he saw a gray-haired old man, wearing a Taoist robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones, saying that Wang Feng was his destined person in the world, and he wanted to give Wang Feng something, and also allowed Wang Feng to refuse.

In this way, the white-bearded old man gave Wang Feng a red rope to tie around his wrist, and the rope was tied with a crystal clear blue amber, like a round glass ball, and put it on the wrist of Wang Feng's left hand, saying that this blue amber ball could protect him from anything in the outside world, and protect his body and soul.

At the same time, this blue amber ball is also an infinite storage space, which can hold anything in the world. Holding the principle of being a good person to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, the white-bearded old man told Wang Feng that as long as his eyes were on the blue amber ball tied to the red rope on his left wrist, he silently said "Amber, amber, put it in", and the thing that shouted the name was put in.

If you want to take out the contents again, you need to look at the blue amber ball that is tied to the red rope on the wrist of your left hand, and silently say "Amber, amber, let it out", and the contents will be released unharmed.

When the white-bearded old man had finished teaching the mantras and essentials of putting things in and out of the blue amber ball, he was gone.

Suddenly, Wang Feng, who was still sleeping, woke up suddenly, he immediately sat up, stretched out his hand to the floor and saw that the room was dark, and quickly jumped out of bed barefoot, walked to the wall behind the door, and pulled the rope of the light switch in the room with a "pop", and the incandescent lamp hanging on the rope on the roof emitted an orange light, which illuminated the darkness of the whole room at once.

After seeing this, Wang Feng realized that he was just dreaming, and there was no white-bearded old man wearing a Taoist robe who looked fairy-like, and it was already night. Wang Feng, who sat back on the small wooden bed, yawned, and secretly sighed that he had slept for a long time.

After this yawn, Wang Feng subconsciously stretched out the palm of his left hand and put it in front of his mouth, but he was shocked to find that he was really wearing a blue amber ball with a red rope on his left wrist, which was dazzling and emitted a strange blue light against the background of the somewhat dazzling orange light emitted by the incandescent lamp hanging from the roof.

It was only at this time that Wang Feng suddenly realized that he was in a deep sleep just now, not just a dream, the white-bearded old man in that dream might really exist, otherwise, where did the blue amber ball with a red rope on his left wrist come from.

For Wang Feng, a person from 20 years later, he, a veteran technical otaku, not only has a strong interest in technology and digital products. At the same time, he also likes to soak in the Internet to read some online novels, especially the online novels of historical travel and urban ability, and he has a good understanding of what adventures, magic weapons, rebirth, travel and other elements appear in these novels.

Although he loves to read such crooked cool texts, he never thought that one day, what happened to the protagonist in the online novel would happen to him. And at this moment, here and now, this situation is indeed happening to him.

It should be pointed out that even though Wang Feng is an old man without any source of income, he is thrifty and thrifty, and uses the money he saves to read genuine online novels.

Although he knows that he is not rich and is a poor ghost, he still understands the minimum truth of using genuine subscriptions to support the author of the novel. There is a saying that people are not poor. Yes, these five words are perfect to describe Wang Feng, a fan of online novels.

In Wang Feng's opinion, since he met the white-bearded old man in his dream, and got a magic weapon from him-a blue amber ball, he might as well give it a try and see if it was really as he said, the blue amber ball on the red rope on his left wrist was really so magical.

So, Wang Feng lowered his head, looked intently at the blue amber ball tied to the red rope on his left wrist, and said silently: "Amber, amber, put the suitcase at the head of my bed in it." ”

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, he quickly turned his head, and sure enough, the large suitcase full of books placed on the side of the bed disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Immediately after, Wang Feng turned his head and continued to stare at the blue amber ball tied to the red rope on his left wrist with his eyes without blinking, and said silently: "Amber, amber, please release that big suitcase." ”

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, he immediately turned his head again, and the big suitcase that had disappeared out of thin air on the side of the bed just now appeared in front of him at this moment. After seeing this strange scene that changed for a while and changed for a while, Wang Feng was dumbfounded, shocked, and at a loss.

About ten minutes passed, Wang Feng recovered from his incredible surprise, and he suddenly thought of an idea in his mind: Since, like those time-traveling rebirth novels, I have such a strange magic weapon, then, is it okay that I can travel back to the society twenty years later through the cellar in the courtyard. Anyway, now that my parents have gone to the factory to work the night shift, there is no one at home except for myself, so I might as well go out and try it myself.

With the idea of trying it out, Wang Feng wore big pants and vests, and slippers, pushed the door and walked out of his bedroom, and walked quickly to the cellar in the courtyard.

When Wang Feng went down to the bottom of the cellar, he suddenly fainted. I don't know how long later, when he woke up again, it was as if nothing had happened.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng climbed up from the cellar and stood in the yard, he really didn't know if he didn't climb up, and he was startled when he climbed up. At this moment, what caught his eye was that the hall had become a mourning hall, and the portraits of his parents who had died in a car accident were still placed in the hall, and all the decorations in the courtyard were only available in time and space when he was forty years old.

Therefore, Wang Feng suddenly concluded that this cellar was a space-time tunnel linking his twenty and forty years old. However, for him, this experience and those storylines that can only be found in the rebirth novel make him feel really incredible!