Time passed, and unconsciously the night slowly fell, beside the small wooden table, Wang Ming and his father were a little drunk, especially his father Wang Zheng, at this time, his eyes were red but blurred, and his eyes were stiff when he looked at people, and Wang Ming on the side was also six or seven points drunk at the moment.

Wang Zheng's eyes became more and more stiff, and he still said something unclearly, as if he was still telling Wang Ming what he thought was the big truth, and Wang Ming listened carefully to this.

At this time, the sound of the door being pushed open sounded, Wang Ming shook his head, and then looked ahead, his mother Yang Xia walked over, followed by a little girl with twelve or thirteen years old, under the dim light, the little girl had a goose egg face, big black and shining eyes, and two playful ponytails, she was wearing a slightly old dark blue school uniform, followed Yang Xia's side, and when she came, she winked at Wang Ming, who was a little drunk, and then grinned secretly, revealing her snow-white and neat teeth.

"Xiaoli."

Wang Ming looked at the little girl in front of him in a daze, his sister Wang Li, this beautiful and lovely girl, had arrived in front of him at this time, and smiled playfully.

"Brother, I actually drank with my father, you see how red your face looks when you drink, hum, it stinks to death."

When she got closer, a smell of wine came to her face, which made Wang Li frown slightly, inhaled the tip of her nose, pouted her small mouth, and said to Wang Ming with disgust, the voice was as beautiful as a hundred spirits, and when it came, the memory of Wang Ming's heart in Ling made waves again.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoli, you go to dinner first, and then do your homework obediently."

A trace of tiredness appeared on Yang Xia's face on the side, and she said to Xiao Wang Li, and seeing this, Wang Li made a grimace at Wang Ming again and walked to the back.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Wang Ming raised his head and stared at his mother in front of him, less than forty years old, but his temples already had gray hair, and even through the dim light reflection, he could see that his mother's tired face had subtle wrinkles.

"You, I don't know your dad yet, although he has a stubborn temper, but he really loves you, mom knows that you have grown up, and she knows that you have your own ideas, but..."

Yang Xia's pale face was doting, and she said to Wang Ming a little tiredly, seeing the immature face of her son in front of her, she wanted to continue, but she stopped there.

"Help your dad in and rest..."

Looking at her son's little face full of determination, Yang Xia sighed weakly in her heart, and said to Wang Ming again, the two of them took a lot of effort to reluctantly help Wang Zheng, who was already drunk and began to talk nonsense, and staggered into the room.

Looking at Wang Zheng, who was still lying on the bed and talking nonsense, Wang Ming smiled bitterly and greeted his mother, and then walked out of the room with a little drunkenness.

Wang Ming took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, looked left and right, and then walked over to the wall on the side, climbed the ladder to the roof a little clumsily, found a slightly flat place, and lay down.

At this time, night fell, although the midsummer air was a little stuffy, but there was a breeze on the roof, above the sky, the stars were dotted, the moon was like a silver plate, the surroundings were quiet, occasionally there were one or two dog barks, Wang Ming lay flat on the roof, looking at the scenery of the sky, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was a little drunk at this time, he was not sleepy, looking up at the sky at this moment, unconsciously, the stars in the sky flickered in front of his eyes, gradually outlining a graceful figure, the figure quietly flickered, with softness, making Wang Ming's black eyes confused.

"Lin Xi..."

Wang Ming's eyes were blurred, and at this time, a touch of softness appeared on his immature face, and when his consciousness gradually became clear, the blurred figure outlined by the stars in the sky was distorted and turned into nothingness, making Wang Ming here, with a nervous expression, suddenly woke up.

At this moment, the cool breeze hit slightly, on the roof, Wang Ming breathed rapidly, his dark eyes stared at the sky, half a sound, he eased up, but the softness in those eyes couldn't be dispersed.

In the middle of the sound, Wang Ming gradually calmed down, he stretched out his hands, rubbed his face vigorously, and then slowly calmed down.

"It seems that the trajectory of life is going back to the way it was in the previous life, however, starting again, for the development of the country in the next ten years, I have more prediction of the next ten years than others, which also means that my qiē, although I started again, can be at the starting line, but a big step ahead, in 2000, it is also the time when the mainland catering has just started, in this way, if you want to accumulate capital, the fastest way, you have to go back to the old business."

"Although he has his own unique views on the way of cooking in his memory, the catering industry has always been practice makes perfect, so I can only find a place to start over, and by the way, I can get familiar with the cooking skills that I haven't experienced in the past few years."

Wang Ming muttered at the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, his immature face was full of longing, he turned his face sideways, and looked to the east through the starry night sky.

"Dongjiang."

The place where he once had infinite dreams, the place where he lived for more than ten years and had deep memories, and the place that once gave him hope and love, but then shattered all his qiē overnight.

Wang Ming's eyes were full of memories, and the bits and pieces before his rebirth passed through his mind one by one, making his immature face have some vicissitudes that are extremely inconsistent with his age at this moment.

This night, Wang Ming thought a lot, and finally did not return to the room, I don't know when, he fell asleep in a daze, this sleep, unusually calm.

The night breeze quietly struck, with the slightly scorching softness of summer, gently brushing the hair in front of the young man's forehead, the moon was like a silver plate, white and peaceful, and the soft moonlight put on a faint layer of clothing for the young man...

When the first light of dawn broke through the shackles of the sky and poured the slightly scorching temperature on the earth, accompanied by the noise of the chirping of chickens and dogs, on the slightly dilapidated roof, Wang Ming, who had been asleep all night, slowly opened his dark eyes with his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Hmm."

Wang Ming opened his eyes, the sun was slightly dazzling, he habitually squinted, and when he woke up, his spirit was much better, but the symptoms after drinking made his mind a little painful.

Wang Ming stood up, moved his body a few times, took a few steps forward, and climbed down the ladder on the wall, at this time it was about six o'clock, probably because his father drank too much yesterday, he has always had good habits, and he still didn't get up today.

Wang Ming opened the door of the small room lightly, his sister Wang Li curled up on the small bed, the small quilt embroidered with red patterns, half of which was already weakly hanging on the side of the bed, and it looked like it might fall down at any time, Wang Ming raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, walked in gently, looked at Wang Li who was still very sweet when he was asleep, and the quilt was gently covered, and then he went out of the door of the hut again.

Years of habit made Wang Ming, who walked out of the door, enter the kitchen, looking at the small kitchen, which was a little dilapidated but still tidy, Wang Ming showed a confident smile.

Two thousand years of rural areas, especially Wang Ming's poor households, some families of basic vegetables are planted in small batches of their own family, self-sufficient, unless some meat products, will run to the village to open a vegetable shop to buy, looking at the simple kitchen, Wang Ming gently flipped over, took out some rice, carefully washed clean, then the ignition of the stove with wood filling, after adding water, went to the house.

Wang Ming had a smile on his face, and walked easily to the gate, where there was a piece of artificially mined land on the side of the road, surrounded by a fence interspersed with tree branches, which was his family's small vegetable garden.

Carefully passing through the fence, Wang Ming's eyes swept over, and when he stepped forward, the bright red peppers, the verdant long beans, the green top flowers and thorny cucumbers, and a red tomato with a little dew, and two light purple eggplants with a little white spots were already in his hands.

Wang Ming, who is quite familiar with cooking ingredients, has picked enough ingredients for a family in less than a minute, and at the same time as a smile appears on his immature face, there is also a flash of light in his dark and shining eyes.

"Since I want to persuade my parents to go out to work, I have to show some skills, and for so many years, it is the first time that my son has made breakfast for them."

Wang Ming secretly thought in his heart, but he didn't stop at his feet, hurriedly entered the kitchen, put the ingredients in his hand on the rough wooden board, and was a little excited in his heart, and even his hands trembled a little.

"The first meal after being reborn starts here."