Reborn 1978

Chapter 3
Fu Chunhua opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was not the crystal ceiling lamp in his bedroom, but the dark wooden beams.

Where is this?Fu Chunhua muttered in his heart, sat up and looked around, the walls were all made of wood, the wooden door was partially hidden, and there was a big gap between the wooden door and the wall.The furniture was also smoky, but it was still wiped clean.

This place looks so familiar. Looking up at the window, it is not a glass window but a wooden lattice. The pasted white paper has already broken several big holes, and the hot wind outside is blowing in.

No, it was winter when I fell asleep, and it was still night.But now it was clearly the afternoon sun outside, and I was sweating profusely. When I touched my head, my hair was wet. It must be summer.

Looking at his body again, oops, why is he wearing such a plaid shirt, and it's even patched.The hands have also become smaller, the seams between the fingers are black, and the skin on the hands is black and yellow.

What kind of trick is this? Fu Chunhua looked under the bed, only a pair of cloth shoes with a mouth that was not too big.She didn't care so much anymore, she pulled her shoes and stood up.

Seeing a small round mirror hanging on the smoky black wall, Fu Chunhua ran to the wall a few steps, but found that the mirror was hung higher, and she had to tiptoe and stretch her arms to reach it. After a lot of effort, he finally reached the mirror in his hand.

Fu Chunhua walked to the door and opened the wooden door. As expected, the sun was still shining outside, and it was so hot that it looked like it was around four o'clock in the afternoon.

She looked in front of the mirror in the daylight outside, and was startled, she was obviously seven or eight years old in this appearance.

The sparse yellow hair has two braids, and each braid is extremely thin.

The complexion on the face was comparable to the complexion on the hands, yellow skinned and thin.The rouge hemorrhoids between the eyebrows were not so red, and looked a little bleak.The eyes are stupidly big, and they can't see the light.But the appearance is still his own appearance, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels a little dazed.

I remembered that what I thought before going to bed was that I could go back to my childhood. Could it be that I really went back to my childhood.

She looked around, and sure enough, it really had the characteristics of the house in her hometown, very similar to the house of the Fu family in her hometown.

Fu Chunhua lived in this house from the age of three to the provincial capital when he was 11 years old. Of course, there was nothing he could do about it. At that time, the city was chaotic, and even his elder brother Fu Chunjing stayed here for four or five years.

Fu Chunhua hurriedly touched his neck, but he didn't find the Buddhist bead, so his heart sank.

She grabbed the mirror and took a look at her chest. Although the bead was gone, there was a round, black and red thing that looked like a birthmark at the place where the bead was.

Moreover, in the middle of the birthmark, there is the familiar eye imprint.

Fu Chunhua touched the position of the imprint without hesitation, haha, he immediately entered the space.

She laughed happily, not only could she do it all over again, but she also had this cheating artifact.

Fu Chunhua looked into the house, all the things he had brought into the space were there, that's great!But after a while, she regretted a little, why didn't she bring more things in.

After thinking about it, God gave her such a good opportunity to start over again, so a little thing is missing, it's all a trivial matter.

She can't be too demanding. When God is angry, if the good luck runs away, the loss will not be worth the loss.

Well, she has to cheer up from now on, take good care of it, and have a different new life for Fu Chunhua.

What time is it now? Fu Chunhua can only slightly remember what happened in her hometown in the countryside. After all, it happened more than 30 years ago.She seems to be in her hometown with her grandma and aunt, who should be working in the production team at this time.

Fu Chunhua was still thinking about it here, when a clear female voice came from outside, speaking the dialect of his hometown, Fu Chunhua could understand it.

This voice seemed to belong to my aunt Fu Yongyu, but it was much younger than the voice I remembered from her previous life. She was shouting happily: "Chunhua, your mother brought you something!"

Just as Fu Chunhua was about to welcome him out, Fu Yongyu's figure had already appeared at the door.

She was wearing a white shirt that was washed a little yellow, and she was holding a bundle in her hand, and when she crossed the threshold, she cheerfully raised the bundle and waved it at her: "It's the schoolbag and stationery I brought, for you and Chunqiang." I asked my sister-in-law Xiaolan to bring the two for school."

Fu Chunhua now knows what time it is now. It should be the summer of 1978. She has already turned ten years old. In the second half of this year, she will go to the village with her younger brother Fu Chunqiang who lives next door. The fourth grade of elementary school.

At this time in the previous life, the parents who were working in the provincial capital were not well-off, and had never bought her a schoolbag. Aunt Fu Yongyu sewed a cloth bag for her by hand.

But the younger brother Fu Chunqiang, because his adoptive father Fu Yongguang is the only tailor in the village, and his family has the only sewing machine in the nearby ten miles and eight towns, so his schoolbag is many times better than Fu Chunhua's.

I was ignorant when I was a child, and I felt very uncomfortable when I saw other people's things were good, so I asked someone to deliver a letter to my parents in the provincial capital, asking for a set of stationery and a schoolbag.

However, what she remembered very clearly was that not long after Fu Yongyu got his things back, Fu Chunqiang would come over to get his stationery.And whether it is for girls or boys, he will domineeringly demand to choose first.

In the end, he took extra pencils and erasers and left, which made Fu Chunhua cry again.

It was grandma Li Shurong who persuaded her to give in to her younger brother. At that time, she didn't understand why her younger brother could use what she had to greedy her, but she had to give him what she had unconditionally as long as she wanted it. She was only a little stronger than Fu Chun. Is it okay to be old?

What is certain at this moment is that Fu Chunqiang was recruited by Fu Yongyu's shouts.On weekdays, if they had any good things here, Fu Chunqiang's adoptive mother would definitely persuade him to come over and ask for something.

Fu Chunqiang is Fu Chunhua's younger brother. When he was one year old, his grandfather Fu Jiayi decided to adopt him to his elder brother Fu Jiajin's son Fu Yongguang.

Firstly, it was because Fu Yongguang hadn't had sex for more than ten years after his marriage, and secondly, Fu Chunqiang's birth date was not good. It is said that if he stayed at home, he would not deal well with Yongde's people.

This incident dealt a great blow to her mother, Xu Shuzhen. After all, it was the flesh that fell from her body. How could she be willing to do so.But so what, the father-in-law is in charge.

Fu Chunhua also couldn't imagine how such a strong mother would agree to this matter.It is said that when she was just adopted, Xu Shuzhen would go back to her hometown every month just to see her little son who was just one year old.

When he was first sent there, Fu Chunqiang's household registration was still in the provincial capital, and Fu Yongde also wanted his son to have an urban household registration.But Fu Yongguang disagreed and had to move Fu Chunqiang's household registration to the countryside.

At the beginning, Fu Yongguang and his wife didn't like Fu Chunqiang, because in Wang Nongmei's heart, she still wanted to give birth to one.So it doesn't matter during the day, and at night, Fu Jiajin and his wife coax him to sleep.

Until Fu Chunqiang was four or five years old, he began to speak sharply.Fu Chunqiang had a sweet mouth and could talk since he was a child, and slowly softened Wang Nongmei's heart.

(End of this chapter)