Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 52 052 [There is no place to stay here, but there is a place to stay here]

Of course, Zhu Fugui doesn't understand the stalk of "you recognize me as the big brother, and I will teach you how to comb the middle part".According to his IQ, he only knows that Aaron Kwok's four or six points are the most fashionable now, while his big face is most suitable for watermelon heads and burr heads.

Song Zhichao didn't bother to explain the "essence" in this sentence to him. He just greeted him and said, "Now pack up your things and let's get out of here and out of this factory!"

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you believed me just now? Since you believe me, don't ask."

"Oh!" Zhu Fugui scratched his head and began to pack his things.

This enamel tea mug is to be taken.

The pillow and bedding are also to be taken.

Take the washbasin towels.

Take all the clothes, shoes and socks.

Oh yes, the hidden malted milk should also be taken.

Think about what else you didn't take?
Zhu Fugui started to pick up the bottles and cans he picked up again, nails, buttons, nail clippers, glass marble lighter...all of them.

For Zhu Fugui, even things as big as sesame seeds are reluctant to throw away.

While Zhu Fugui was packing his luggage, Song Zhichao was also packing his own.

Unlike Zhu Fugui, he wants to take everything, and is reluctant to lose anything.

For Song Zhichao, he didn't want to take anything, and felt that everything was in the way.So he just roughly rummaged through his belongings.

Pillow mattress, throw it away.

Throw away old clothes and shoes.

Some old martial arts novels, such as "The Legend of Black Confucianism" by Chen Qingyun, "Flying Swallows Startled the Dragon" by Wo Longsheng, and "Witch Jianghu" written by fake Jin Yong, were thrown away.

In addition, Song Zhichao dug out another notebook with the cover of "study hard and make progress every day".

When I opened it, I found that the thick book was full of words. It seemed that this "Song Zhichao" was a person who loved learning.

But soon Song Zhichao was embarrassed, because most of the content was "ah, oh, oh..."

Song Zhichao admired his "predecessor" once again, how much time he had, he didn't work hard to earn his wife's money, he had such perseverance, copied so many "wonderful" clips, it seems that he often went to rent bookstores to study this kind of books .

In fact, the book rental business in this era is very prosperous. Among other things, even some very remote small counties have many book rental stores that have sprung up like mushrooms, let alone here.

This is the south, the frontier of reform and opening up.

Tens of millions of wage earners come here, and they usually have three or four recreational activities, such as video halls, billiard rooms, ice rinks, and rented books.

The woman rents Qiong Yao Cen Kailun, and the man rents Liang Jingu.

At the beginning of the girl's love, she rented Qiong Yao's "Heaven on Fire" and Cen Kailun's "Spring Dream".

If a man is boring, he will start dabbling in some pornographic books by fake authors. Anyway, if he rents it for a dime a day, he won't let himself go bankrupt.

Song Zhichao shook his head, and threw the notebook into the trash can on the ground.

At this time, a photo fell out of the notebook.

Song Zhichao bent down to pick up the photo, flicked it, and looked carefully, but it was a private photo of his ex-girlfriend "Tian Xiaoli".

In the photo, Tian Xiaoli is leaning on the big locust tree, wearing a beautiful little flowered jacket, with black and glossy twist braids, with a shy expression, and even through the photo, she can feel her girlish delicacy.

Immediately, many fragments of life involuntarily appeared in Song Zhichao's mind.

When I was young, a group of children played happily in the autumn fields, waving the net bags in their hands, and catching the grasshoppers hidden under the corn stalks.

After catching the grasshoppers, everyone took off the grasshoppers' wings, took tiles, dripped sesame oil and sprinkled salt, put the grasshoppers on the pit, stuffed them with firewood and started frying them.

Song Zhichao caught the most fragrant fried grasshoppers, and Tian Xiaoli fried the most fragrant ones, so the friends laughed that one of them was a father and the other was a mother, because only the parents cared about their food and drink.

A little bigger, beside the small lake, buffaloes are rolling in the mud, covered with thick mud, like wearing a thick armor, so as not to be bitten by mosquitoes.

Song Zhichao and Tian Xiaoli are picking water chestnuts in the mud.

Picking water chestnuts is Tian Xiaoli's favorite job. Ripe water chestnuts are hidden in the mud. Bare feet are kicking in the soft and greasy mud. If you are not careful, ouch, under your feet A hard pimple popped out, bent down, touched it with his hand, and a fat water chestnut came out. He took the water chestnut, washed it in clean water, and threw it into his mouth. It was crunchy.

Most of the time, you don't need to bend down to touch it out, you just need to pinch the water chestnut with your toes and get it out of the mud directly.In the evening, after touching a bagful of water chestnuts, it was time to go home. Facing the gorgeous sunset, Tian Xiaoli walked in front of the slow-moving buffalo while Song Zhichao walked behind, looking at her bare feet. The rows of footprints left by Ya in the mud made Song Zhichao feel a little dazed. He carefully put his bare feet into the footprints, his mind swung, and he felt itchy in his heart.

Growing up, teenagers and girls are childhood sweethearts.

The teenager failed the college entrance examination and was depressed. The girl who knew he was frustrated dragged him outside to relax.

Near the garden, someone set up a photo booth on the side of the road.

The girl pulled him to take a picture again, but he was unwilling because he was in a bad mood.The girl had no choice but to take a picture alone.

After the photo was developed, she sent the photo over and told him that it’s no big deal if he didn’t pass the exam. We can go to the south to work together, and when he earns more money, he will come back and build a house. After the house is built, she will marry him !

Fearing that the young man would not believe it, the girl wrote on the back of the photo: "Tian Xiaoli has only married Song Zhichao in her life, let this prove it!"

These images flashed through my mind.

Song Zhichao came back to his senses and turned the photo over with his hand. Sure enough, there was a row of small characters behind the photo.

Song Zhichao frowned slightly, not knowing what was in his heart.

As someone from the previous life, he has never experienced an unforgettable love, and of course he doesn't understand the hard-to-break relationship between "Song Zhichao" and "Tian Xiaoli".

But there is one thing he knows very well.

This is how it feels to love someone.

It's subtle and magical.

But at this moment, Song Zhichao knew more clearly that he had to do one thing, to be precise, to do one thing on behalf of his "predecessor" Song Zhichao, and that was to return this photo to Tian Xiaoli.

The reason is simple, it's not a photo, it's a promise.

Now that they are separated, Song Zhichao doesn't want her to bear too much.

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao sighed softly, carefully put away the photo, and put it in his arms.

At this time, the cousin Zhu Fugui said from behind: "Cousin, I packed it up, you can take a look first."

"Oh!" Song Zhichao responded, and when he looked back, he was startled, "I choose! Are you fleeing?"

(End of this chapter)