i was my mistake

"Tsk... don't need much..."

"You boy, don't keep thinking about my money." Wan Qing gave him a headache, "There are so many places to spend money, how can you spend it carelessly?"

"How about buying a broken one and fixing it yourself?"

"Do you really think that parts can be found casually? Don't keep thinking about spending money, think about earning money first and then talk about it!"

"All right."

The two were talking, but found that Zhao Jinyu was no longer by their side. They hurriedly looked around, and saw this young lady squatting in front of a small stall, buying a plush toy fifty or sixty centimeters high for ten yuan. Hugged happily in his arms.

"It's nice to be rich..." Ye Chen looked envious.

"Indeed." Wan Qing couldn't help but nodded slightly, "So we have to find a way to become rich in the future."

"Let's buy lottery tickets!"

"Let me rely on myself! Don't keep thinking about unrealistic things!"

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding...cut..." Ye Chen held the back of the head that had just been slapped again aggrievedly, "You keep hitting me on the head, and you beat me stupidly, let's see what you do."

"You kid is already stupid enough, there is no room for lowering, do you understand?"

"..." Ye Chen realized that he was still far behind Wan Qing in terms of lip service.

……

35. Typhoon

The weather forecast had notified that there would be a typhoon several days in advance, but the next few days were sunny and windy, so that people almost forgot about the typhoon.

At six o'clock in the morning, Ye Chen rode out the door, saying that he was going to Jiang Xing's house to find him out to play, while his father leaned on the sofa and watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms rebroadcast many times on TV.

——Now it’s time for Guan Yu to pass five stages and kill six generals.

There were only two sporadic cigarette butts in the ashtray, and there was still some leftovers from last night in the beer bottle.

Wan Qing slept greedily until after nine o'clock, and this sleep made her drowsy, feeling like she was in a dream, but also in reality.

She lifted the quilt slightly, and instinctively wanted to get her mobile phone, but squinted her eyes and fumbled on the bedside table for a long time, but found nothing—the only thing she could find was an alarm clock.

The street outside fell into a strange dead silence, as if the whole city was at home and never went out.

Her head started to hurt.

Thinking of the small green vegetables that even cost 100 yuan a catty one day, and thinking of the ugly faces of those "merchants" who seem to want to eat people out of their homes, "like to buy or not".

Money becomes worthless.

Flowers are like paper.

But only some meager supplies can be exchanged.

The Internet world is full of noise and disputes, but who knows how ordinary people here feel at that moment.

I can't get up because of the headache.

She turned over, and the cool wind blew through the gap, seeming to blow away the little depression.

Wan Qing finally opened her eyes, the long queue no longer appeared in her mind, and the harsh sound of the neighbor's door being kicked open no longer appeared in her ears.

"Huh..." Those memories that seemed to be lost just now came back to my mind.

She is not in 'Edinburgh' in 2022, but in City H in 1996.

It's still a long way from going back to that moment.

So far that she doesn't have to worry about it.

At this moment, the dial phone at home rang.

There was no digital display, so she couldn't see the number, but she figured it was probably from her young father.

—a call from another time and space.

"Hey?"

"En." Wan Qing was still a little sleepy, so she didn't say a word after picking up the phone, but just responded dully.

"Oh, it's my daughter."

"Yes, what's going on with dad." When Wan Qing said this, she couldn't help but glance at her father who was sitting on the sofa.

He on the other end of the phone is full of energy, but he on the other end of the phone is full of decadence.

"I came here this time to announce the good news for you, ha ha cough..." Father laughed with a bit of pride, "I went to meet my parents today, and her parents were very satisfied with me, and we got engaged by the way. "

"Mmm." There was not much surprise in Wan Qing's tone.

"I've done some calculations with the old Taoist priest, and it will be the winter solstice this year, which happens to be a suitable day for getting married!"

"Good."

"What's wrong with me?" He hesitated and asked softly.

"It's better, but it's still at home every day, muddled."

"Hey... what should I do to make history change."

In fact, if he married someone else, history would definitely be changed, but Wan Qing and Ye Chen would also cease to exist.

So she couldn't say such things, she just smiled lightly: "Working hard will always bring about some changes."

"Oh, yes, by the way, I was transferred to work in the workshop office during this time, you call the office directly, and if I'm not there, just tell the person who answered, and I will call back at that time—— Anyway, this Like the workshop, the workshop office is open 24 hours a day."

"Okay." Wan Qing was also really curious, if she took the initiative to dial the number, would she be able to call her past father?

"After you call the artificial desk to transfer, just ask for the office of the second workshop of the Steel Plant in H City."

Wan Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the phone back then was even more backward than it is now.

Ordinary people definitely don't have a phone at home, usually only in the post office or the office of the factory or company, and the number can't be dialed directly, you have to call the artificial desk first, and let the artificial desk transfer it.

Some calls need to report a specific number, and some, such as the famous steel mills in the city, have their numbers stored in the switching station, so as long as you tell them, they can be transferred to you.

Moreover, the switching station number is different in each region. If you make a wrong call, you will have to pay expensive roaming charges...

"By the way, when we get married, do you want to leave a gift for you two? Haha."

"How to stay?" Wan Qing was a little curious.

"I'm going to put it in the pawnshop. Old pawnshops have the storage function, and then - pay the storage fee for 20 years, so maybe you can get it."

"After 20 years, there may be no more pawnshops."

"I'll go to the old pawn shop in the city center when the time comes, haha, it's interesting to think about it? It's obviously a gift from 20 years ago, but people from 20 years ago can chat with you from time to time."

"It's really interesting." Wan Qing couldn't help laughing softly, "It feels like I went back to my parents' wedding before I was born."

"Haha——" the father on the other end of the phone laughed loudly, as if he was very proud of his plan, "Just wait patiently, I just happen to see what gifts I can pick during this time."

"You look at it and buy it, and then pay more attention to taking good care of your mother's body."

"Of course, ah, it will be great when we can install a telephone at home. The telephone is really a good thing, it is convenient..." The father on the other end sighed, "Will we have a car at home in the future?"

"……No."

"Why didn't you buy it? It's the 90s. At that time, cars can only be bought by the public?"

"Even if you can buy it, you can't afford it..."

"Cough!" The father on the other end of the phone was a little embarrassed, and then he said in a serious tone, "Then I will change history this time and buy another car! When you wake up someday, if you find that there is an extra car downstairs Little car, don't be too surprised, haha—"

"Okay, I want to witness some historical changes with my own eyes." Wan Qing also laughed.

"It's fine if I didn't know it before. Now that I know the future, I will definitely change it. I just never believe in fate! Fate can be changed!"

"Hold your destiny in your own hands."

"Yes, oh, I have to go, just to make a call when I drop by, and now go back, alas, I don't know when I can officially live with your mother."

"Just wait until you get married."

"I hope this day will come soon."

"Days go fast."

"Daughter, live a good life too, don't worry about the current me... I will work hard here, and I will definitely make him return to normal!"

"it is good."

The young and energetic father also has a blood of "I can't help my fate".

Wan Qing hung up the phone, her smiling face gradually calmed down again.

It is said that a little butterfly effect can change history, but it is so difficult to develop history in the direction you want.

But it’s all over again. If you don’t try hard, you can’t justify it.

No matter how difficult it is, try to change it.

A person will not give up easily until he realizes his upper limit.

And when a person recognizes his upper limit, he will want to give up as soon as he encounters a problem-even if he can do some things with a little more effort.

And when a person who realizes his upper limit still does not give up lightly, it means that he has taken another step towards that difficult life step.

"Boom——" The sky was rapidly darkening, and it was obvious that it was going to be sunny just now.

Huge lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder was deafening.

The TV signal began to fluctuate, the picture became blurred, and there was a little more noise.

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms has become an emergency weather forecast.

"The typhoon has arrived in City H, citizens please close the doors and windows and don't go out..."

"Whoa-"

The curtains were suddenly lifted by the strong wind, and a lot of wind was poured into the room, blowing over the shelf by the window, and blowing away the newspapers stacked on the coffee table.

Wan Qing hurriedly ran around the house, closing all the open windows.

Every time a door is closed, the whistling wind seems to weaken a little.

Fortunately, the apartment is not big, and there are not too many windows, so they were all closed quickly.

The restless wind hit the doors and windows, as if to shatter them.

It was clearly still morning, but the whole city quickly darkened, as if the sky had pulled the brakes and turned off the light named 'Sun'.

"Ye Chen, kid..." Wan Qing looked out of the window worriedly, there were a few people who hadn't had time to hide in the room, they were running in a hurry in the wind and rain, their clothes and hair were blown into a mess.

Waste paper and plastic bags, as well as those yellowing fallen leaves, were swept up by the strong wind and raged on the streets of the city.

No wonder when I was in bed just now, I didn't hear the bustling sounds on the street. It turned out that the typhoon was approaching and everyone went back to the house.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang again, and Wan Qing, barefoot, stepped forward to answer it quickly, but her father's voice did not come from the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Wanqing!"

It's Ye Chen.

"Where did you run off so early in the morning?"

"Didn't I say to go to Jiang Xing..."

"The typhoon is coming, do you know that, I'll see how you react today!"

"Hey, it's okay to come, Jiang Xing's parents are not here, so I can just stay overnight, hehe..." Ye Chen's tone was 'just what I want', as if the typhoon came here as a cover for him.

"Then what about your schoolbag? You took the bike away, how can I go to school tomorrow?" Wan Qing scolded with a smile, "You're really enjoying yourself, kid."

"Uh... Shall I let Zhao Jinyu take you? Or you take her in her car? It's not that I don't want to go back. You see, the typhoon will last at least one day, and it might continue at night. How can I go back..."

"Forget it, it's up to you. Since you're going out to play, let's have a good time today, lest I say I won't let you relax when the time comes."

"Ahem!"

"If you come back, call me in advance, otherwise I won't prepare dinner for you."

"Good good!"