Before going out to work, he carried a large bunch of keys in his hand and a red satchel on his back.

Xiang Xiang struggled to take out three hundred-yuan bills from his wallet.

The charter lady drew the money and handed her a receipt.

"You girl, take the initiative to pay rent next time, don't ask me to come to collect it every time, I'm also very busy playing mahjong."

Xiangxiang nodded, not daring to speak, this is the cheapest house she found on the outskirts of the city.

Most of the salary I just received was sent back to my younger brother to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law.

Now that I have paid the rent, I only have 200 yuan left in my wallet, and there are 25 days left before my salary is paid, so it seems that I still have to insist on white porridge with pickles every day.

I hurriedly rode a second-hand bicycle and rushed to work in the city.

Along the river embankment greenway, Xiangxiang pedaled fast, and had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way.

A handsome guy running over in the morning, in a white sports short, with a handsome face.

He ran past Xiang Xiang, and Xiang Xiang caught a glimpse of his smooth skin oozing a little bead of sweat, and that skin was actually better than hers.

couldn't help but look back at him again, oops, the wheel hit the stone, Xiangxiang hurriedly wanted to put the front of the car, but the bicycle was out of control, jumped over the river railing, and flew into the river.

When the handsome man in white heard the sound of "ah", he looked back and saw that the water was splashing in the river, and one person and one bicycle were being submerged.

He quickly climbed over the river fence and jumped into the water to save people.

The river splashed again, striking a large whirlpool, but it soon regained calm.

There was a cacophony of voices around her, as well as cries of grief, as if calling her name.

Xiangxiang woke up slowly, opened his eyes and looked, hey, how did my mother become younger, there are no wrinkles and no gray hair, and my father looks quite handsome.

How could the little kid lying next to her, sobbing and snot almost dripping on her, look so much like a brother?

"My Xiangxiang, you can be regarded as awake."

When her mother saw her open her eyes, she took her into her arms and began to cry bitterly.

Dad also held her hand tightly, and his eyes were red.

Xiangxiang stretched out his hand and wanted to wipe her mother's tears.

As soon as you raise your hand, what's going on with this little arm and little hand?

Didn't she ride her bike to work? How did you get back to the village?

The most unacceptable thing for her is that she has actually become smaller, and she is only ten years old.

The depressed Xiangxiang didn't say a word.

"Xiangxiang's mother, the child must have been frightened by the water ghost, hurry up and take her home."

"That's right, there are often accidents in this river bay, so you have to take care of the child in the future."

"Xiangxiang, don't come here to fish in the future."

……

The villagers were relieved to see Xiangxiang wake up.

Dad returned home with Xiangxiang in his arms.

Xiangxiang looked at the dilapidated mud-tiled house when she was a child, and thought of the small building she built after working hard in the city to make money, save money, and send money home.

Because she was busy working two or three jobs a day, she never had time to go home, and she didn't live in that building for a day.

Now that she is back to her childhood, standing in front of the earthen house, is there anything more sad than her?

Sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals left by his grandfather, staring at the plate of fried dried radish, a plate of green vegetables without any oil, and four bowls of white porridge, Xiangxiang couldn't help crying anymore.

In my previous life, I used white porridge with pickles almost every day, but now I am reborn, and it is still white porridge with pickles.

"Xiangxiang, don't cry, after the autumn harvest, Dad will pick the bud valley to sell in the city, and when I come back, I will buy you meat to eat."

Dad reached out and touched Xiangxiang's head and sighed.

At night, Xiangxiang sat on the pier of the door, ignoring her younger brother who was sitting next to her.

She silently looked at the bright starry sky, thinking about her last life.

After graduating from junior high school, she followed her second aunt in the village to work in Yuncheng.

With no diploma and no skills, she could only follow her second aunt as a nanny, and later worked as a waitress in a restaurant, working part-time from time to time.

Most of the money she earns is sent home, and every time she pays the rent, there is very little left.

thought that after her younger brother got married, she would be able to dress up and dress herself well, and she could find a man to fall in love.

Who knows, just because she looked back at the handsome guy when she was riding, she went back to her childhood, and she had to start all over again in poverty.

Staring at the starry sky and closing her eyes, praying that everything would return to its place when she opened it again, she was still working in the city.

Close your eyes and open your eyes, repeat until your eyes are sore, woo...... She was still sitting on the pier of her earthen house.

A meteor crossed the sky, very bright, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Xiangxiang suddenly felt that her eyes lit up, God gave her a chance to start over, is it to let her rewrite her life?

At dawn the next day, Xiangxiang got up, carried the coarse cloth schoolbag sewn by her mother, and rushed to school with her younger brother Yuan Tianhan's hand.

Entering the first class of the fourth grade, which she was familiar with and unfamiliar with, she sat in her place, took out the language book, and memorized it carefully.

On this day, all the subject teachers praised Yuan Xiangxiang, praised her for being serious in class, answering questions positively, and praising her for her good homework.

After school, Xiangxiang found the homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhao, who knew that Ms. Zhao used to be from the city and that she had a lot of English books at home.

"Teacher Zhao, can you teach me English?"

Looking at Xiangxiang's hopeful gaze, Teacher Zhao nodded: "You can come and learn a lesson from me after school in the future." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, can you learn now?"

Xiangxiang understands the importance of English very well, and she can't wait to learn it.

"Absolutely."

Teacher Zhao took out an English book.

In this way, every day Xiangxiang came over to learn English with Teacher Zhao as soon as she got out of school, she studied very hard and exceeded the tasks given to her by the teacher every day.

In the fifth grade, with the help of Teacher Zhao, Xiangxiang can already read English novels with the help of English dictionaries, and her Chinese and mathematics are full marks every time.

In the second half of the fifth grade, the school moved back with a piano donated by others.

When I used to be a nanny, Xiangxiang watched the little girl from her employer's family play.

When Xiangxiang saw Mr. Zhao sitting in front of the piano and playing a beautiful tune, she once again cast her hope on Mr. Zhao.

Teacher Zhao liked this studious and hardworking little girl very much, and she agreed again.

Since then, Xiangxiang has been going to school before dawn every day, memorizing words, and practicing the piano until the first class.

Every day after school, my younger brother would sit at the door of the teacher's office, wait for Xiangxiang to finish English lessons, piano lessons, piano practice, and then go home together after dark.

When he was in the sixth grade, Mr. Zhao sent the article written by Xiang Xiang to the publishing house, and Xiang Xiang got ten yuan.

Looking at the ten yuan, Xiangxiang thought of the charter wife, and she had a plan in her heart.

Since then, Xiangxiang has worked harder, studying and submitting articles to the publishing house.

She saved up every manuscript fee, and she was going to wait until she was eighteen years old, and she would go to Yuncheng to buy a house, and the house price would still be two or three hundred yuan per square meter, and she would also be a charter wife.

When Xiangxiang was in junior high school, she encouraged her parents to raise hundreds of chickens in the back mountains.

When I got home in the evening, sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, the family counted the money from selling chickens, and my father said excitedly several times: "In the future, our family will listen to Xiangxiang." ”

When he graduated from junior high school, Xiangxiang's family built the first building in the village.

Xiangxiang High School was admitted to the county's key middle school.

When she was in high school, she made her own business card, collected money to make up for others, and used the school's piano to accept students during winter and summer vacations and weekends.

Because her grades are firmly in the top three, the school has turned a blind eye to her behavior.

In the first semester of his third year of high school, Xiangxiang represented the school to Yuncheng University to participate in the National English Speech Contest for High School Students.

Standing in this city where she has worked for 12 years again, Xiangxiang has mixed flavors.

In her previous life, she was as low as the dust, and she ran back and forth in the city every day to make money.

With low self-esteem, she passed by the famous university of Yuncheng University several times, but she never dared to take half a step closer.

Now, she is back in the city as a contender. After the college entrance examination next year, she must walk into the gate of Yuncheng University with her head held high.

The English speech contest is scheduled for the afternoon after tomorrow, and Xiangxiang will leisurely wander around the university campus.

By the green lake, redbud flowers bloom all over the trees, and the lawn under the trees is pink and purple into a carpet of flowers.

There are students sitting directly on the carpet, whispering or reading books. College students in this era are still relatively simple.

There are only a few benches by the lake, and one is empty.

Xiangxiang sat down in the past and looked at the English version of "Wuthering Heights" in his hand.

Just as he was looking at it, a person sat down next to him, which invisibly brought a sense of oppression.

Turning his head to look, Xiangxiang immediately turned his head back, patted his face, and rubbed his eyes.

Then she stood in front of the man and looked at him carefully.

Black trousers, meticulous white shirt, soft and slightly stiff half-erected short hair, four or six points, handsome face, fair and flawless face with ruddy.

It was him, the handsome guy who let her fall into the river and be reborn, Xiangxiang was pleasantly surprised.

"Have you seen enough?"

The cold and slightly magnetic voice trembled Xiangxiang's heart.

"I've seen you, you're the handsome guy who jogged in the morning."

"Little junior sister, Mo Yang is a popular figure in Yunda, who hasn't seen him? You're a failure in this way. ”

There was a sneer behind him.

One is 1.8 meters tall, dressed in a red basketball jersey, wheat-colored healthy skin, and has a high nose bridge on his face, which can be regarded as a handsome guy.

"I'm not talking, I've seen him a long, long time ago."

Xiangxiang retorted unhappily.

Mo Yang stared at her faintly for a few moments, then stood up, turned and left.

"Alas, Moyan, wait a minute."

Seeing this, Xiangxiang hurriedly followed and grabbed his arm.

"Let go!"

Mo Yang's voice was slightly angry.

"Mo Yang, this little junior sister has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, delicate and lovely, why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"Xiao Yi, then you can take pity on her, don't let her annoy me anymore."

Xiangxiang looked at his back as he shook off his hand and walked away indifferently, his heart was slightly sour.

"Little junior sister, which department are you from? Mo Yang and I are roommates, both of whom are from the law department. ”

"Next year, I will be your little junior sister, and I will know what department I am from."

"Haha...... Well, confident enough, I like it. Although I will graduate next year, I can come back to Yunda every day to find you. ”

Xiao Yi suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was very interesting.

"You'll be graduating next year? So how can I find Moyan? ”

"Why are you looking for him, aren't you looking for me?"

Sure enough, where there is Moyang, he is overshadowed.

"Then how am I going to find you?"

Xiang Xiang thought about it for a while, and decided to save the country by curve, and if he found Xiao Yi, he would be able to find Mo Yang.

"Have a vision, can you tell me your name now?"

"My name is Yuan Xiangxiang, can you accompany me to a place now?"