It is almost September, and the heat in North China has not subsided. Fortunately, the sun has just risen in the morning and it does not make people feel very hot.

Wei Qingfan stood on his balcony and looked at the rising sun in the eastern sky, dazed and dazed.

The bright and bright sunset passes through the clouds, rendering layers of bright and magnificent rays of bright and magnificent rays with distinct colors but blending with each other. The endless plains and wilderness are covered with large areas of farmland, and corn seedlings that are taller than adults gather in their sight to form an emerald green ocean.

A breeze blows, branches and leaves sway, and blue waves surge over, bringing the vision to the houses in front of you. The two-story buildings and low bungalows are staggered. The former is mostly new and beautiful, while the latter is mostly old traces of wind and rain erosion, forming the rural appearance next to the small county town in 2005.

“It’s 2005!”

Wei Qingfan stood there for a long time before sighing in his heart.

This is the second day of his "rebirth".

Just yesterday, he was still single in his thirties when he returned home for the Spring Festival and was urging him to get married again when he went home for the New Year. He went to the balcony to have a breath of wind.

Then, like the special effects of the movie, I saw the night fading and falling, the sky lights up and down, and the sun rises and goes up and down from the west to the east.

After the magical and weird scene ended, he found himself back to the summer vacation before the start of his second year of high school, the summer of 2005.

The more accurate time is August 19, 2005, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

On this day, Taoism is called "Zhongyuan Festival", Buddhism is called "Ullamban Festival", commonly known as "July 30" among the people, also known as "Ghost Festival" (the true meaning of Zhongyuan Festival is to respect ancestors and fulfill filial piety. This kind of festival is generally not called "Ghost Festival", but this common name does exist, probably because Taoism says that Zhongyuan is passing through the gates of ghosts).

Wei Qingfan once thought he was a ghost, but after a day of "experience", it can be basically confirmed that it was not a dream or imagination, it was real.

After accepting this reality, he began to try to think about how to re-plan his life.

"Wang~"

"Wang~"

The barking of the dog downstairs interrupted his thoughts. Wei Qingfan lowered his head and saw the yellow dog he adopted in elementary school and named "Huanghua" squatted in the yard and yelled at him.

"You call..."

He was about to train a dog when he saw his young father walking into the yard, and raised his head and said, "It's time to eat."

"……oh."

Wei Qingfan responded and quickly went downstairs. His parents had already served the meal, so they sat down at the table to eat.

The meal was relatively simple, a portion of fried shredded radish left over from last night, a portion of sugar mixed with tomatoes, a portion of pickled pickles, porridge cooked with dried sweet potatoes and rice, and steamed buns from home.

Wei Qingfan had a good appetite and soon ate a steamed bun with porridge and ate another one with pickles.

My father Wei Peng looked at him a few times, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "School is about to start. Don't always go out to play during this period. Write down your summer homework. Don't wait until school starts to start before you know how to write it."

"Um."

Wei Qingfan nodded and replied, "I understand, I will go to write after dinner."

He was originally planning to review his first year of high school, but no matter what he wanted to do in the future, no matter how high his ambition was, he could not avoid the college entrance examination.

If life is compared to cultivation, it is an opportunity to rebuild the foundation. You can’t repeat the year and take the exam for the second grade of the last grade like you did in your previous life.

Wei Peng obviously didn't expect that this son, who was in the rebellious period of youth, would react like this, and was slightly stunned.

He was originally worried that being urged to do his homework might make his son disgusted and he would quarrel back.

Looking at his son's face that was still green but already growing, he wanted to say a few more words while his son seemed to be in a good mood, but opened his mouth and held back. He quietly moved the plate of sugar-mixed tomatoes that Wei Qingfan frequently picked up.

My mother Wang Shuhua asked: "How much have you written?"

Wei Peng glanced at his wife and wanted to remind her not to ask too much, so as not to arouse rebellion again, but heard from his son that he had already answered:

"I don't remember how much I wrote, let's take a look."

The couple looked at each other and obviously did not believe this statement that it was no different from "lost" or "dog tearing", but neither of them exposed it.

This son has been introverted since childhood, but he is still well-behaved and obedient. He even got admitted to the best provincial key high school in the county. As a result, he became more and more ignorant after entering high school. He often quarreled back at home, did not study hard, rented most books, and went to the Internet cafe to play games...

Having quarrels, scolds, and persuades them, they are useless, and they even have the opposite effect.

During this process, the couple gradually realized the particularity of the so-called "rebellious period" and began to try to learn to get along and communicate well with their sons at this stage.

Wei Qingfan knew that his parents didn't believe it, so he couldn't explain it. After dinner, he went to feed the dog, then went upstairs, found the textbooks for the first year of high school, and began to review from the relatively easy liberal arts.

He didn't expect to become a fat man in one bite. He was preparing to review the textbook knowledge first and build a relatively complete knowledge framework so that he would not understand anything after school started.

As soon as he finished reading two history books, something suddenly came from outside. Wei Qingfan put down the book and walked out of the study room. He found that the door of the empty room in the southwest was open. When he walked in, he saw his mother moving the wooden bed inside.

"What are you doing?" He hurried over to help.

Wang Shuhua took a breath and said, "Don't you want to rent out these two empty rooms? Your sister said that a classmate wanted to rent a house and asked someone to come to see you at noon and I'll clean it up."

"oh."

Wei Qingfan responded casually, helped to move the bed, suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "My sister's classmate is also a woman?"

"What's wrong with the woman?"

My mother obviously misunderstood, thinking that he was too introverted and refused to do so, and was afraid or embarrassed to contact girls. After all, boys and girls in the rebellious period were strange, "You live in yours, she lives in hers. The students in the third year of high school are later than you and go to school earlier than you, so they can't see each other in normal times, so they don't affect each other."

After she finished speaking, she saw that her son didn't say anything, and hesitated and said, "If you really don't want to rent, then forget it, and turn around and say to your sister."

"no."

Wei Qingfan quickly explained, "What do I don't want to do? I'm just wondering, why are you willing to rent it out again?"

His family is in the urban-rural fringe of the county town, and the high school he attended for ten minutes.

It is said that it was a private school in their village a long time ago, but later it was changed to "Fengcun Middle School", and later it was changed to the current "Yuan County Middle School". Zeng was once glorious and was a famous first-class high school in the entire North China region. Later, it gradually declined, but it was still the best in the county and the second key provincial middle school in the city.

There are students in the school who are far away and are unwilling to live in, so they rent a room at the homes of nearby residents.

Wei Qingfan's house is a newly built building. The family of three moved in last year, so Wang Shuhua has been refusing to rent it out.

Wang Shuhua sighed softly and said, "It's also empty, just make some rent."

Wei Qingfan said: "Then let's rent it. I have questions that I don't know about. "

He helped his mother clean the room, thinking about how to keep the senior sister who came to see the house at noon.

If you guess correctly, the senior sister who came to see the house today should be a big shot!

This is a legendary figure with a net worth of billions. He has been listed on the "China Forbes Youth Elite List under the age of 30" and has been commended by the "Provincial Outstanding Entrepreneur Representative". The company he founded has been selected for the "Top 100 Chinese Clothing Brands List".

Today in my previous life, I went to the Internet cafe to play games. I was not at home and missed the only chance to hold my thighs in my life.

——This strongly proves that playing games will indeed delay your future, otherwise you might have a chance to rely on your face to nourish your stomach.

After all, that senior sister not only has good character and strong ability, but also has her student days... Well, now, the school beauties selected from the school post bar are beautiful and have a very good figure.

Of course, with his experience in later generations, what he values ​​most is the other party’s potential. Rebirth does not mean being omniscient and omnipotent. Meeting more capable friends may be a helping of the future.

Only by experiencing the difficulties of the world can we understand the weight of the saying "multiple friends and multiple roads".

After cleaning the two empty rooms, Wei Qingfan was forced to accompany his mother to clean up the upstairs and downstairs, and was sweating all over.

He went to the bathroom to scrub and noticed that he still had long, non-mainstream hair in the mirror that could cover his eyes. He simply went out and found a barber shop on the street in front of the school, and cut it short.

Looking at the green but handsome face in the mirror, Wei Qingfan finally got happy. He was in a good mood and paid three dollars. He left the barber shop and found that the senior high school students had already finished school, and the streets were full of students coming out of school.

He walked back against the flow of people. When he was almost at the entrance of the alley, he saw his cousin Wei Qingchan walking over the crowd. The girl next to him was beautiful and long legs. It was indeed the "thighs" she had seen at the wedding of her sister's later generations.

Girls developed earlier, Wei Qingchan was one year older than Wei Qingfan, and her appearance was not much different from later generations.

She is about 165 tall, slender, tall, delicate and beautiful, and she is always the focus of attention wherever she goes.

But compared with the girl walking beside her at this time, she seemed a little overshadowed.

This girl is much taller than Wei Qingchan. She is estimated to be close to 170 years old. She wore a white T-shirt with a "three-dimensional" bear printed on her chest and white light blue jeans. She walked with her long legs scattered. The hem of the T-shirt occasionally touched her slender waist, which outlined and highlighted the beautiful and well-developed figure lines of a young girl. She set off her charming face and fair and delicate skin. Anyone who glanced in the crowd would be attracted by her first.

"Sister~"

Wei Qingfan confirmed the other party's identity and felt certain. When Wei Qingchan approached, he took the initiative to say hello after a distance.

"What are you doing here?"

Wei Qingchan seemed not very used to this younger brother who had suddenly cut his hair short. He looked at him and said, "Have you gone to the Internet cafe again?"

Without waiting for Wei Qingfan to answer, she continued: "Say it first, I won't give you any money if you say anything this time. I will go to the Internet cafe to play games. Then your parents and my parents blame me."

“…”

Wei Qingfan didn't know what to say for a moment, and he didn't remember doing this. Why did the sister's tone seem to do this often?

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