Finally, the two-and-a-half-day college entrance examination ended successfully in a thrilling situation.

Qin Qi couldn't believe it for a while, he really graduated from high school.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Qin Qi could still feel that he was still sitting in the classroom studying.

Two years of intense study have made her accustomed to the seat she sits.

I am used to the days when I get up early every day to wash my face, brush my teeth, eat a mouthful of food, and rush to the classroom.

To be honest, even if he was a reborn person, Qin Qi was nervous when he sat in the college entrance examination room.

Especially when he saw the title of the essay - "If memory can be transplanted", Qin Qi was even more dumbfounded.

"It has been reported that some foreign scientists have successfully transplanted memories from small animals. Their research shows that the information that enters the brain is encoded and stored in a chemical substance, and when that chemical is transferred, memories are transferred with it.

Of course, human memory transplantation is much more complex than that of animals, and may never succeed, but there are scientists who believe that it will be possible in the future.

If human memories could be transplanted, what would it cause you to think? ”

Qin Qi read the essay title word by word, and his mind gradually became a mess.

Is this reborn life of oneself considered a memory transplant?

The memories of the previous life have changed many things and many people in this life.

Is this a credit to memory, or is it the result of one's own efforts?

Qin Qi couldn't have imagined that the 1999 college entrance examination essay would explore such a problem that transcends the times.

Unconsciously, Qin Qi was stunned and thought for twenty minutes.

The originally planned 40-minute essay time was only 20 minutes.

Qin Qi panicked, so he had to start writing in one go, the font was distorted and deformed, and he no longer thought about whether he was writing correctly or not, so he wrote in one breath.

Later, when Qin Qi came out of the examination room, he recalled what he wrote in a panic.

If memories could be transplanted, human beings might be immersed in one memory after another.

After all, memory is certain, and everyone will choose the brilliant part to transplant, such as a brilliant brain, a superb skill, and so on.

However, real life is full of uncertainties, ordinary, monotonous and even full of mistakes.

To indulge in these memories is to lose the courage to create reality.

Therefore, Qin Qi's final conclusion is that memory transplantation is not a good thing, and reality is the most beautiful.

Originally, Qin Qi still wanted to think like a high school student, but when there were only twenty minutes left, she couldn't care about anything, so she wrote it down in one breath.

She writes heartily.

After finishing writing, Qin Qi raised his eyes and saw that there were still three minutes left in the time, and there was no danger.

As for how the grading teacher will judge, Qin Qi doesn't care.

After the exam, when he came out of the classroom, Qin Qi ran into Yan Heng who was waiting on the side.

"I'll take you to the car, I didn't let my family pick you up today."

Yan Heng's dark eyes looked at her fixedly, and his eyebrows raised beautifully.

Qin Qi looked up at Yan Heng and smiled, "Okay."

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, Qin Qi found that Yan Heng's good-looking eyes were still staring at her.

When Qin Qi wanted to confirm what was wrong with Yan Heng, Yan Heng had already withdrawn his gaze.

Qin Qi was in a good mood, and he didn't care about this.

The two did not take the bus at the school gate, but wandered all the way to the bus terminal.

The burden of the college entrance examination that had been pressed on their hearts for several years was suddenly unloaded from their bodies, and the two walked on the familiar road outside the school, never as light as today.

Even the scorching summer noon sun has a bit of tenderness.

"What do you think about memory transplants?" Qin Qi asked.

Yan Heng paused.

"I'm desperate to have such a technology, and if there is such a technology, I will definitely transplant a memory of my childhood back to it."

After returning to the Yan family for more than a year, although the whole Yan family was very good to him, he missed so many years because of this goodness, and he really wanted to know what his childhood was like.

Because that's a memory he shares with his parents.

"Then you can ask the gods and Buddhas for a while, maybe I can give you a dream!" Qin Qi said with a smile.

Indeed, from Yan Heng's point of view, if there is memory transplantation technology, it will be a good thing to make up for the regrets in life.

Yan Heng asked solemnly, "Do you know where to ask?" I want to go and say goodbye. ”

"Then I'll take you to my grandmother's house to beg, the mountain gods in the mountains are very spiritual."

Qin Qi said half-jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Heng really took it seriously.

"Okay, I want to go."

Qin Qi looked Yan Heng up and down.

"Do you really want to go? Okay, my grandfather's big house has been built, why don't you and your aunt go to burn the bottom of the pot tomorrow? ”

Yan Heng agreed.

"Well, my mother has always been obsessed with the mountains, and I look forward to going again."

Qin Qi didn't expect Yan Heng to be so crisp this time.

When he returned home in the afternoon, Qin Qi first went to the field to find Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan originally said that she was going to send and receive the exam, but she was persuaded by Qin Qi to go back, and asked her to do what she should do.

Therefore, Wang Meilan and Qin Xiaomei went to the field to serve the millet seedlings.

"Mom!"

Wang Meilan rushed over from the ground, "Qiqi, you finished the exam, why don't you rest at home, it's so hot in this field." ”

"What's hot, it's past four o'clock, it's not hot! Aren't you and my little sister both here? ”

"How's it going?"

"Very good."

"That's it."

After Qin Qi finished reporting, he squatted on the edge of the ground with Wang Meilan.

After squatting there for a while, I felt that my calves and heels were sore.

"Mom, there are so many things to do in the porcelain stone kiln, why do you still have time to farm? Just wrap it out. ”

The millet seedlings are now only as tall as a middle finger, and they want to make the thick grain seedlings into a ten-centimeter tree, a ten-centimeter tree, and then cultivate the surrounding area.

Just pulling out the seedlings little by little, burying the soil a little bit, and measuring the land inch by inch, the two legs kept stiff, and it hurt so much that it didn't work after a while.

Wang Meilan smiled.

"The other land has been contracted out, so this piece of millet land is left, and your father thinks that the millet planted by others is not as delicious as we planted it ourselves.

And leaving a piece of land to plant can also allow us to experience the experience from time to time, and the hard work of doing farm work can make us cherish our good life more. ”

Wang Meilan said this well.

Qin Xiaomei was short and soft-boned, but she didn't feel too hard.

The three of them worked until dark before returning home.

Some people in the village knew about Qin Qi's college entrance examination, and when they saw this child coming to work in the field on the day he finished the exam, they were all very surprised, as if they all felt that Qin Qi should no longer do what the old peasant did.

"Mom, let's go to my grandmother's house tomorrow, Yan Heng and his mother want to go too, and when I come back, I'll go to the second sister's visit."

"Okay, there's nothing left to do after finishing this land, and your grandmother is worried about how you did in the exam, so I'm going to report it."

(End of chapter)