Writing this novel began because it was a little homesick for the taste of hometown, and it will begin to be written in the language of your hometown, if you don't understand it, it doesn't matter, as learning different languages, to more than 100 chapters, Qian Qian Mengmeng will be written in Mandarin, I hope you read it, collect it.

In the early morning, it is located in Bubu Village, Xinxing County, a city in Huaxia, Guangdong Province.

In the morning in the small mountain village, when a touch of sun spills into the small window of the small mud house, it shines on the large pine bed indoors.

On the face of a doll Ye Zi, I saw that Ye Zi was only more than three years old, with little yellow hair, a thin yellow face, malnutrition, wearing white shorts and shorts with a few patches, looking at the pine door in front of the bed in a daze.

Where is this? How can there be a mud tile house?

Isn't this the mud house you lived in when you were a child?

Didn't you move to a new house when you were in your eighties?

Ye Zi looked at his hand in disbelief, how could his hand become smaller?

Look at the feet, the feet are getting smaller?

Hurry up and find a mirror, find a small mirror on the bedside zygote, Ye Zi looked into the mirror.

Ye Zi shouted in disbelief, "This, isn't this what I looked like when I was a child, how did I become a child?" :

Ye Zi thought dizzily, she played a game with her daughter Bei Bei last night, and played basketball with her husband and son in the garden community, her daughter Bei Bei was only seven months old, so naughty that she crawled around, and she would climb to the toilet if she couldn't watch it for a while.

I always go to catch the wires of the electric fan, grab the remote control of the air conditioner, grab the mobile phone and bite it with my mouth, and from time to time I will call my parents indiscriminately, sometimes I call my father, Ye Zi will say out loud,

"Call Mom, Mommy ......, hehe, I'm eating Daddy's vinegar.

I played very late with my daughter last night, and I slept in a daze, I heard mosquitoes buzzing in my ears, my left hand hurt a little, my right hand slapped my left hand, and with a bang, a white light flashed, and the white light was all around Ye Zi's body, and a voice sounded in my ears at this time.

"Amitabha, good, good, my Buddha is compassionate," two days ago, you went to the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, the bracelet that was consecrated in front of the golden body of the Buddha, and sensed that you had an unfinished wish, so I came to influence you, and I hope you can fulfill your wish......!

What is my heart's desire? Ye Zi remembered, could it be? In his previous life, because his family was poor and playful, he had no intention of learning, and he only studied until he graduated from primary school?

After graduating from primary school, I was too young to go out to work, so I could only help my parents do housework at home.

When I was 15 years old, I asked someone to get an ID card when I was one year older, and many people reported that they were a few years older, because they only graduated from elementary school, and they went out to find a job and ran into walls everywhere.

At that time, many factories only recruited people with junior high school graduation certificates, high school graduation certificates, and college student graduation certificates.

College students are relatively small, many of them are poor, they have not graduated from primary school, and there are many people in many places who have not studied because their families are poor.

In that society, many people have five or six children in their families, some families have more than a dozen, and it is already good to be able to eat well, and some children have never gone to school.

Help herd cattle and sheep at home, cut pigs and vegetables, cut cattle grass, cut grass and burn it at home, go up the mountain to collect firewood, carry firewood, cut grass and dry it to sell it in brick kiln factories, and have pocket money to buy sugar to eat.

At the class reunion, the boys of the elementary school classmates talked about the little inch, and they also said that they went to sell mountain grass and had to buy food with pocket money!

It was the fault of my previous life to study small, I went to many factories, changed a lot of jobs but couldn't do it for a long time, the hard money was small, and I worked for more than ten hours without a vacation for a year.

Working a day counts as a day's money, tired and tired people can't earn a few dollars, getting married to build a house, it's even more difficult to have a baby, the money is not enough to spend, and they borrow money everywhere.

Every midnight dream is going to school. I went back to school in my dream, but I didn't go to school for too long, and I realized that the knowledge was returned to the teacher!

No matter how you study, you can't learn how to count, and the most dreamed of going to junior high school is to regret it, which has become an obsession in Ye Zi's life for decades.