Rebirth at the end of seventy: my life I make the decision

In this era, almost every family in the village is like this. Everyone is used to it, but no one can't eat.

But Wang Xiuying has memories of two lives. Although she had all kinds of disappointments in her previous life, her living conditions are far from comparable now.

Glancing again, it was already a good sanitary condition in the village. Wang Xiuying sighed and put down the oil lamp in her hand. She wanted to take out the water Wang Xiucheng had bathed, but forgot her own ability. She not only didn't take up the basin, but also almost flashed her waist.

He straightened up and stared at the big wooden basin for a while, as if he could turn the big wooden basin into the big bathtub in his previous life.

After a long time, Wang Xiuying smiled bitterly. She took a small wooden basin from the corner of the house and poured the water in the big wooden basin into the pit one by one.

Taking a bath almost cost Wang Xiuying half her life. Thinking of the bathtub and bathtub in her previous life, Wang Xiuying had a preliminary plan in her heart. It was obviously unrealistic to get a bathtub, but it must not be difficult to get a big bathtub.

She remembers that Zhang Qingshan, the eldest son of Zhang Baosheng's family, can do carpentry. Now it seems that Wang Xingshi asked Zhang Qingshan, the boss of Zhang family, to make all the large and small wooden pots used at home.

Well, after school tomorrow, I'll ask Zhang Qingshan to help me make a big bath bucket. By the way, I'll ask him to dig a small hole at the bottom of the big bath bucket and put a cork on it, so it's convenient to drain water.

Even if there is a bath bucket, the hot water is still a little troublesome, but it can save one by one. Otherwise, the sister and brother are too tired to take a bath by herself.

Well, that's a happy decision!

Wang Xiuying washed herself clean. She really didn't have the strength to wash her clothes again. She just put her changed clothes in a wooden basin and checked the stove eye once. After confirming that there was no open fire, she went to check the door latches in the yard.

Making sure that the latch was ok, she took a long stick to hold the door of the main room inside. Wang Xiuying lay in bed. She thought she would not sleep. She was ready to consider her future life. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep soon.

In her sleep, Wang Xiuying felt that she had wandered to many places. Finally, she came to a cold morgue in a hospital.

There was only one corpse in the morgue. A corner of the white cloth covering the corpse was lifted, and the withered face of the corpse was just exposed.

Wang Xiuying was surprised. Isn't that herself?

I didn't think she could see her body floating in the air.

Wang Xiuying looked at the skinny face in disbelief. Although she could see that it was her own body at a glance, she was as skinny as a skeleton, but she couldn't bear to look directly at herself.

It turned out that she was only skin and bones before she died!

No wonder even her daughter and son-in-law are afraid to see her in the hospital, not to mention the man who is in charge of the army and treats soldiers as relatives.

His eyes slowly moved away from the face of the body and landed on several living people in the morgue. Wang Xiuying, floating in the air, showed a sarcastic smile.

When he died, he didn't have any relatives around. Unexpectedly, he died, but he recruited all the people to this cold morgue.

This is a great irony.

Although the man kneeling on one knee in front of the body has been burying his head, his figure is too familiar to Wang Xiuying. Even if they have been fighting for decades, this man is still deeply engraved in her heart.

Wang Xiuying, like a bystander, floated in the air and looked coldly at Fang Jinsong, who was dressed in civilian clothes, half knelt in front of her body and buried her face in her dry and cold palm. There was no movement for a long time.

Before his death, he was cold and cold. Why should he be so hypocritical behind him?

Wang Xiuying really wants to shout at Fang Jinsong, but also wants to pull Fang Jinsong apart and prevent him from desecrating his body. It's a pity that she can't do anything.

And there's a little sobbing in the arms of a man over there. Isn't it really her good daughter?

She was hospitalized for half a year. She only went to the hospital to see her only daughter. Who did she cry for?

Looking at everything in front of her, Wang Xiuying deeply felt that her life was a big joke. Fortunately, heaven had eyes, so she could start again.

Just when Wang Xiuying was happy, she saw Fang Jinsong slowly raise her head. The reddish circles of her eyes made Wang Xiuying a little stunned.

Later, Wang Xiuying was puzzled by his careful and meticulous movements.

He's already in a high position. There's no flash here. Is it necessary to show?

He looked at Fang Jinsong suspiciously, put her dry hand into the white cloth covered on her, and tucked it in carefully. His serious expression seemed to be afraid that she would catch a cold. Then he stood up slowly from the ground. His original tall and straight posture was slightly bent, and the whole person seemed to be several years old

Is this still Fang Jinsong, the tough guy in her impression?

Wang Xiuying wanted to explore the reason more deeply. Suddenly, the sound of chicken crowing came from far and near, and everything in front of her disappeared in an instant.

Wang Xiuying opened her eyes and looked around blankly, but found that it was already dawn, and she was lying in the small boudoir of Wang Village

Touching her sour and painful heart, Wang Xiuying wiped away the tears in her eyes and sat up from the bed.

After sitting for about five minutes, Wang Xiuying smiled at herself.

Now she doesn't have the spare time to hurt spring and autumn. Today is the first day when she and Xiucheng asked for a long holiday to return to school. We can't miss this life because we dream of people or things in our previous lives.

After patting her face, she took off the old clothes used to make pajamas and put on the clothes that were not new but had no patch and were washed clean. Wang Xiuying knocked on Wang Xiucheng's door first. After hearing Wang Xiucheng's sleepy promise, she went into the kitchen to have breakfast.

Breakfast is actually very simple. It's just boiling water, grabbing the dried vegetables, and hanging the batter to make a dough pimple. It's just that Wang Xiuying compares the dough pimple to being dry when she is going to school today.

When Wang Xiucheng got up and washed her face, Wang Xiuying not only had made breakfast, washed and dried the clothes she had changed yesterday, but even went to the backyard to sprinkle some water on the two fields where rapeseed had been laid yesterday.

Wang Xiuying really admired her action. If she put these in her previous life, she must not be able to do so much and so fast.

After breakfast, the sister and brother cleaned up their home and outside, and carefully checked the stove to make sure there was no problem. Wang Xiuying locked the door of the house and the courtyard and took Wang Xiucheng's little hand to school.

Along the way, Wang Xiuying has been whispering with Wang Xiucheng, but today's Wang Xiucheng is a little silent.

Maybe he was a little nervous because he didn't come to school for many days. Maybe he suddenly became an orphan without parents, which made him feel inferior. In short, the closer to school, the slower Wang Xiucheng's pace, and the whole person seemed very stiff.

Stepping into the school gate, it's time for sister and brother to separate, but Wang Xiuying is very worried about Wang Xiucheng's situation. She bent over and looked at Wang Xiucheng with a tangled and nervous face. Wang Xiuying sighed secretly, slowed down and asked, "Xiucheng, do you want your sister to take you to class first?"