I am Fugui

Chapter 1 Rebirth
parallel world.

Twenty (22) years.

In an ordinary new-style rural building, Xu Fugui lay quietly on the bed, clutching a green bead tightly in his hand.

He was as thin as a stick, his dark skin was full of lifelessness, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to be at the end of his life.

At the last moment of his life, Xu Fugui got up from the bed, put on a pair of old cloth shoes, and walked outside with difficulty step by step.

Walking out of the building, a straight road crosses the entire village. Every household in the village has newly built buildings. Although it is still a rural area, the quality of life is not inferior to that of the city.

Although he has no skills, the country treats him well, takes care of him as a widowed old man, pays for a building for him, and sends him money every month, so that he can really enjoy himself in his old age.

The development is really fast. It's not like he used to live in a thatched house, and most people in the village also live in houses with earthen walls.

Xu Fugui set foot on the highway and walked towards the west of the village. After all, he was at the end of his life, and he was out of breath within two steps.

But his persistent belief supported him until he walked to the bamboo forest in the west of the village and came to the five graves.

"Jiazhen, Youqing, Fengxia, Erxi, Kugen, I'm finally here."

Looking at the five simple earthen graves, a sincere smile appeared on Xu Fugui's old face.

He lost all his family property in his early years, and changed from a wealthy young master to a poor man with no family.

But this is not the worst. The relatives around him had accidents one after another, which made him spend his whole life in regret and regret.

The second son, Youqing, has been suffering since he was born. It is all because of his incompetence. He finally grew up to be more than ten years old. As a result, he was drawn to death by a doctor because he donated blood to the principal!

The eldest daughter, Fengxia, was cute and sensible when she was young, and she looked just like her mother. She was beautiful, but unfortunately she became deaf and dumb because of a high fever when she was young.

Later, she married the kind-hearted Er Xi, and found a good man, but she died of hemorrhage after childbirth.

Because of the successive deaths of her son and daughter, and overwork in her early years, Jiazhen also died shortly thereafter.

His son-in-law Er Xi was crushed to death by two cement slabs while he was working, leaving only him and his grandson in the family.

But he was incompetent, his grandson couldn't eat good food for a long time, once he boiled beans, his grandson Kugen ate too much at one time, and he was stuffed to death.

A good family, not only did not live a good day with him, they even died one after another.

What's even more ironic is that he has lived for such a long time, free from illness and pain all his life, and he will be a hundred years old this year!
Sometimes he wondered if God felt that his relatives were too pitiful, so he pityed him and allowed him to live for so many years.

"Cough cough."

Xu Fugui lay on Jiazhen's grave, almost unable to open his eyes. Death was close at hand, but he was not afraid at all, but full of anticipation and relief.

He has had enough of the life of a lonely old man.

"Jiazhen, here I come. Don't blame me for taking so long to find you. In the next life, we will still be husband and wife."

In a trance, Xu Fugui flashed such a thought, and then his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

But at the moment of his death, the emerald green bead in his hand flickered faintly.

Nineteen (45) years.

"I'm reborn!?"

In a dilapidated thatched hut, Xu Fugui pinched his thigh severely, feeling the real pain, and said inconceivably.

Looking around, the thatched house is not big, the sun shines through the gaps in the roof and casts light spots on the dirt floor, and the walls are separated by the simplest wooden boards.

There are few belongings in the room, only a small bamboo bed, a small table, some tools are scattered in the corner, and there is a faint smell of thatch from the tip of the nose.

All of this was so familiar, and the familiarity brought tears to his eyes. He gently stroked the rough bamboo bed with both hands, and couldn't help standing up again, looking greedily at the thatched cottage.

He didn't expect that such a bizarre thing would actually happen in the world, a dead person could be reborn to the past!
Is this God opening his eyes?

After being excited for a while, Xu Fugui suddenly changed his expression, wiped the snot and tears off his face, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the strangeness in his mind.

After a long while, there was a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

It was not without reason that he was reborn. The cause was actually a green bead that he picked up in the forest by chance.

The origin of this emerald green bead is unknown, it was reborn with him, and now it stays in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The green bead seemed to have lost its spirituality, leaving only a space of its own, Xu Fugui's heart moved, he concentrated his consciousness in this space, and came inside the bead.

The space is neither big nor small, about [-] square meters, and the height cannot be measured. Apart from that, this bead has no other function, it can only be used as a storage space.

But even so, Xu Fugui was still dizzy from the surprise, and he couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.

He knows very well that life in this world is not easy, and turbulence is even more frequent. Now that he has this space, and he knows the future historical trend, it should be no problem to lead a family to live a good life.

As for greater ambitions, such as being a trend-bearer in history, he has no such idea at all.

He has been an ordinary farmer all his life, so what if he is lucky enough to be reborn, since he has no ability, everything is in vain.

After being excited for a while, Xu Fugui finally accepted the reality. He lived a full hundred years in his previous life, and he has seen even the biggest storms.

No matter what happens, the most important thing is to stay in the moment.

He returned his consciousness to reality, felt this young and energetic body, couldn't help but jump on his feet, without the slightest weakness and decay of his old life.

Under the nourishment of his young body, Gu Jing Wubo's mood seemed to fluctuate a little, and his whole mentality appeared younger.

But the accumulation of a lifetime of life cannot be erased. On the youthful appearance, there are vicissitudes that do not match this age, especially a pair of black eyes, which look quite sophisticated.

Xu Fugui squeezed his fist and waved it vigorously twice, the whistling wind came from the air.

Walking to the side of the bed, with a light lift, the bamboo bed lifted off the ground.

My strength has also increased a lot, and my thinking ability seems to have improved. It is quite easy to recall various things. This is probably the benefit of rebirth.

Lying back on the hard bamboo bed again, looking up at the thatched roof, Xu Fugui began to recall the present time.

His keen thinking ability allowed him to quickly understand the current situation at home. He had just lost all his family property and was forced to move from his ancestral home to a thatched cottage here.

The child in Jiazhen's womb is already eight months old, Xu's mother has not yet fallen ill, and Fengxia has sharp eyes and ears.

More importantly, Xu's father, who was pissed off by him in his previous life, is still fine now.
(End of this chapter)