I am reborn as a fashionista

Chapter 1 I Love This Rebirth

In the northeast of August, the sun is scorching hot, and the air is filled with the smell of burning the whole person. Facing the scorching sun, I long for a sip of iced soda and a shady corner.

Wei Tao felt the glare of the sun shaking him for a while, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and a familiar but slightly unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.

"Xiaotao, what's wrong?"

"This child is too hot. Is it heatstroke?"

Feeling his arms being tightly grasped, and his body leaning on him, shaking his head, Wei Tao opened his eyes.

Ok?
The chubby face in front of him, and the thin face next to him, subconsciously responded: "Mom, auntie."

No, so much younger?

Mother Zhou Xinglian handed over the water glass in her hand: "Drink some water, it's too hot, don't follow along, sit here and rest for a while..."

Seeing the same sweat dripping from her mother's rich cheeks, and then looking around, the aunt Zhou Xingrong saw that her nephew was fine, so she continued to chat with the landlord: "Sister, we are all on the side of the street (gai), run away The minibus at the reservoir takes more than ten minutes to get to the station, and your house is too expensive."

"Big sister, everyone knows that our Songjiang City is going to be developed, and the south of the Yangtze River is the key point. Sooner or later, it will be demolished here. The original vegetable farmers, one by one, took the land occupation money, and now they all get better..."

"Sister, what kind of place is that? What kind of place is this place? It also occupies a reputation that is not a rural area. What is the difference between it and a rural area? It is not easy for my sister to raise a child by herself, and she has no money, otherwise she would not go to the village. This is the place to see the house..."

The fragmented memories in the depths of the memory began to be integrated in Wei Tao's mind, and countless pictures came together.Some are blurred; some are still clear after 20 years.It's not unforgettable. After constantly receiving new things in the Internet age, I have imagined more than once that if I can be reborn, what should I do in my past life...

Is it a dream?

Is it phantom?

Wei Tao pinched his left arm with his right hand, the force was not too great, and the pain was real. Looking at the arm that was not thick, the instep was clearly visible when he lowered his head, breathing smoothly, and the discomfort caused by obesity was also Gone.

He wiped his mouth with his hand, and smoothed the corners of his mouth that could not be covered up. If there is anything in life that is higher than birth, old age, sickness and death in a certain sense, there is no doubt that he will live again. Changed by fate, quality is changed by oneself.

Wei Tao can’t remember how many times, but many times when he was playing with his mobile phone, he became more and more energetic. When he could only force his mobile phone to close his eyes and go to sleep, the sharp tool to help him sleep was to give his own life a random thought.

Or rebirth, or change, the whimsy and whimsy will spread all over the network in a few years, you just need to put yourself into that identity, and you will feel a very happy sleep aid before going to bed.Wei Tao doesn’t know whether other people’s minds are getting more energetic as they think about it. With him, after a good beginning, they will always fall asleep unconsciously, and when they wake up the next day when they don’t have to get up for work, they will still be sleepy. Bed, I still think about the place where I took last night's "fantasy" in my mind...

I want to be reborn.

I want to win the lottery.

I want to get the system.

It's not that you don't want to struggle and expect the pie to fall from the sky, it's just a little vain imagination of life in the world.

It's not an unsuccessful life, but it's just that there is no other scene to enjoy life when you should be old, and there is also a lack of a life that allows mothers to raise a puppy in advance, dress luxuriously and no longer worry about spiritual and material satisfaction.

I wanted to be reborn, but I didn't expect it to come.

"Why are you smirking, here, go to the small shop over there and buy an ice cream to eat, to cool off." Looking at the five yuan handed over by his mother, Wei Tao nodded, took the money, and walked towards the direction his mother was pointing at.

I jumped up, and it feels so good not to be restrained by more than 200 kilograms of weight. The flat belly was a 'landscape' I haven't seen for a long time.

, a flower-like age, a wind-like age, there seems to be infinite energy in the body, and vision that has not been completely 'destroyed' by smartphones.At this moment, the pungent smell wafting from the nearby public toilets in such weather, and the muddy ground beneath his feet was still limp and dry even after it had dried up in the rain yesterday, all of which could not dampen Wei Tao's good mood at all.

He bought two bottles of chilled mineral water. The food safety issues that must be guarded against in this era made him directly give up the one-dollar miscellaneous brand, chose the one-dollar five Wahaha, and bought four fifty-cent popsicles.When shopping, it was Wei Tao, who was in his thirties and had been struggling in the society for nearly 20 years. The memory flashed in his mind was of Wei Tao. It seemed that he bought a bottle of iced Mirinda.

"Ma'am, it's hot, let's eat a popsicle first."

First handed a popsicle to the landlord, then to the aunt and mother, and passed a bottle of mineral water to the aunt, and took the other bottle in his hand, unscrewed it, and motioned to the mother to drink first.

"Hey, this kid is sensible." The landlady subconsciously wanted to be polite, but Wei Tao had already stuffed the popsicle into her hand, taking advantage of the situation, she just boasted.

It was hot, the walls of the small courtyard were underground, and it was shaded. There were popsicles to cool down as a buffer between bargaining and sincerity between the two parties.

Wei Tao took the opportunity to walk into the one-story house, a row of one-story houses. This house is the first one near the dirt road. In such a land that can definitely be called outside the suburbs at this time, the first one has no geographical location. Advantageous, the only difference from other houses with the same layout is that it opens the courtyard door on the dirt road, while other houses open in narrower alleys.

The small courtyard is not big, it is a dilapidated small warehouse, there is a cellar in the yard, the main house is more than 30 square meters, the entrance is an area that can be understood as a slightly larger kitchen, the concrete floor is slightly undulating and not smooth enough, but The windows in the house are bright and tidy enough, and the landlady did not brag. From the doors, windows and stove, it can be seen that it is indeed the effect that only a clean house can live in.

There is a small window between the back room and the kitchen. Now there is only a kang in the back room, and everything else has been emptied.Sitting on the Kang, you can see the kitchen.The whole main house is a square cut in half, one side is the back room and the other is the kitchen, only the inside of the kitchen, a wall separates a very small room, there is a window facing the back alley, and there is a single bed, The width is only 1.5 meters, and the length is more than two meters. There is a single bed, and a single desk used in an old school is barely stuffed on the head of the bed. A cabinet is nailed above the head. Clothes hanging, obviously you want to live in this room, your personal belongings and clothes are either placed in the overhead cabinet, or placed under the single bed, or can only be hung on the hooks on the wall.

There is no heating in the bungalows, and they only rely on the fire for heating. It is conceivable that this small room without a kang must be very cold in winter; the rear window and the door are staggered, and there is no draft in summer, so it must be hot.But in any case, this is considered two rooms. For a young man, he has his own independent private space, that wall and that door can resist the cold in winter and the heat in summer.

Wei Tao knew that there was no other reason for the landlord to sell this house. It was because she and her family did not believe in urban development and construction, and could expand the city all the way here. Otherwise, let alone 2 yuan, even if it was 10 yuan, none of them will sell the house.

But even if it is 2 yuan, for Zhou Xinglian, who has a salary of less than 600 yuan per month, it is all the wealth she has accumulated over ten years of hard work and overtime.

Later, Wei Tao talked with his mother, why the mother who was facing layoffs and did not have much money moved the idea of ​​​​buying a house.

"A house is a home."

(End of this chapter)