Chapter 1: Back in 1987

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Su Han suddenly woke up from the bed, panting violently!

What happened?

It hurts!

Su Han rubbed his head.

He remembered that he had been hit by a car.

Then I couldn't open my eyes, and I only heard what seemed to be someone yelling and screaming around me, and the sound of an ambulance.

After that, I don't know.

Did you get hit by a car?

Come to think of this!

Su Han looked around and found that this was not a hospital, it was an old house, but it looked very familiar.

There is an old cabinet at one end of the huge kang noodles, and the ceiling is still pasted with old newspapers.

Odd!

It looks like my own old house from decades ago.

But it seems that the old house has been demolished for decades!

Su Han reflexively raised his hand and touched the cabinet at hand...... This old-fashioned kang cabinet has existed since I can remember, and it seems that it was passed down from my grandparents' generation, and later passed on to my parents. But when I moved, it seemed to be sold to a scrap collector.

How could it have reappeared?

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the door opening!

A woman walked in.

Su Han turned his head and looked over, and suddenly his face was incredible!

Because the person who walked in was actually his deceased mother Yuan Meixia.

"Great Dragon! The fever is not better. Mother Yuan Meixia walked over with a concerned face, reached out and touched Su Han's forehead, and then put her mind at ease. Said: "The fever has subsided!" ”

"Mom!" Su Han suddenly got up, hugged Yuan Meixia and cried, "Mom! Have you been doing well down there for so many years. The son is not filial! It's been so many years since I came to see your old man's home. I didn't expect that either! I thought the money I burned to you before was enough to spend! I didn't expect you to live in such a dilapidated house now. Inflation kills people! ”

Su Han cried headlessly!

Of course, Yuan Meixia was taken aback!

"Bastard! What do you say, you! I see that your kid has a fever and is confused. ”

"That's right! Confused! It's all to blame for the son's confusion! It's the son who is not filial! But I was also deceived by those who worked on paper. They told me that their villas, their cars, their maids, their servants, and so on, were all made of consecrated paper that had been opened by the master. Say you're sure you'll receive. He also said that their money was issued by the prefecture with the strongest anti-inflation resistance. One can be exchanged for a hundred! Definitely not depreciated! Who knows, it's all bragging. it! Even the dead take advantage of it! These bastards! ”

Yuan Meixia has heard it now, and she understands! Immediately said angrily: "Bastard! Who do you say died. You're dead! After speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Su Han's ear.

"Yay! It hurts, it hurts! It hurts to death! Mother! You tap! Of course Su Han was in pain to death. Then it was a little strange!

How could this feeling be so real!

Isn't there no pain in the spirits!

How can it still hurt so much!

"Stinky boy! If you don't burn it, don't lie on the kang. Get up and move the event! I see your brain is almost rusty. That's right! I'll talk to you Aunt Zhang. Let your grandson give you a lesson during the holidays. You give me a good study! Don't waste my mother's ten pounds of eggs. ”

What a situation!

Why do you have to go to class when you die!

Su Han suddenly thought of something!

How can I say that Su Han has watched so many novels and TV series over the years.

Don't go back in time and be reborn!

"Mom! What year is it? ”

"Stinky boy! Play me is not! You forgot what year it was. ”

"That's right! I forgot! Don't I have a fever? You remind me! ”

"It's 1987!"

1987!

Isn't that only thirteen years old?

Thinking of this, Su Han looked at his hands, feet, and body size, which was indeed one size smaller than before.

So I'm really reborn at the age of thirteen!

Su Han's face suddenly showed excitement! yelled, "Haha! Great, Mom! Lao Tzu, I have come back to life with full blood. Oh yes! ”

"Who are you calling Lao Tzu with?"

"Oops!" In the room, Su Han let out a miserable scream again.

Of course, this scream was a little cheerful and excited.

For Su Han, there is nothing happier than being able to return to the number training period in life.

……

Yuan Meixia was also a little speechless when she saw that her son was a little crazy.

But all she had to think of was someone saying that her son wasn't learning that piece of material.

The mood is a little depressed!

Although it is said that if you don't study, you can also do odd jobs to supplement your family.

But this is by no means a long-term solution.

If you don't study, you won't have a job, and if you don't have a job, how can you get married in the future, how can you start a family!

In case you drop out of school and get together with those early thugs at home, you will be given a spoonful of stew by the government.

Then this life is really over.

My husband is gone, and I have such a son left, and I can't let him go down this road no matter what.

Although Yuan Meixia also knows that with her son's learning talent, it would be a fool's dream to want to be admitted to a secondary school. But considering the principle that he can't become a gangster at worst, he must read to the end no matter what.

This is also the reason why she wants her son to make up lessons for Su Han.

I hope to stimulate his interest in learning, even if he can't improve too much, he can have a role model.

At least the secondary school students are still very good in the circle of colleagues.

Of course, Su Han wouldn't think about these things.

For him, the most regrettable thing in this life is.

It's all a pity!

So no matter what happens this time! Nor can these regrets be allowed to recur.

Yuan Meixia suddenly remembered something! "That's right! I got a part-time job. Finish eating! At night! You can sleep on your own! ”

Su Han heard that this was a thrill! Suddenly I remembered something bad. Hurriedly said: "What work?" ”

Yuan Meixia said: "A job painting in a furniture factory! Forty-five dollars a month. The salary is not bad! ”

And so it was!

The history that should come is still destined to come.

Of course, Su Han would not agree. You must know that since Yuan Meixia went to that furniture factory to paint, she brushed herself away in a few years. Now that he heard his mother mention it again, of course he couldn't agree to it.

"No! You can't go. Formaldehyde in paint! ”

"What's all?" Of course, Yuan Meixia was confused.

"Formaldehyde!" Su Han hurriedly explained: "A toxin! It is an international first-class carcinogen. Anyone who has been exposed to it for a long time will eventually die of cancer! ”

"It's really fake! Where did you hear that? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"What I say is true! My classmate's relatives used to paint in a foreign furniture factory. Later, he died of nasopharyngeal cancer! It's miserable! In the end, not only did he not earn a penny, but he also sold the house for treatment. You can't go anyway! I disagree. ”

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