Hanxiang   http://www./0_56/  Ji and 2 God’s new book "Hanxiang"!  001   Where is no smoke in gunpowder

1997.

Li Wan.

Facing the Meizi River.

Li Wenxiu sat on the stool and sucked in big breaths, her thoughts gradually became clear, but her face was a little crazy.

It seemed a little surprised, a little shocked and sad.

The willow tree at the door is obviously...how could it be...

Li Wenxiu clearly remembered that this tree died of old age when he graduated from college, but in front of him, he was still stretching his branches and swaying in the wind.

Everything seemed a little out of place.

But soon,

Many pictures appeared in Li Wenxiu's mind that only existed in her childhood memories.

These pictures have gradually faded over time, but at this time they have become extremely clear, just like they have just happened in front of them.

In 1997,

Liwan, Meizihe...

There is also the old willow tree at the door.

Reborn? Back?

Li Wenxiu quickly realized a fact that could not be explained with normal thinking.

What immediately emerged in his mind was not his current situation, but the woman who had been with him for more than ten years but had completely become a passerby due to an accident.

And his fat son who had not yet waited for him to grow up and had a wife and have children.

Tears burst out from my eyes almost instantly.

Li Wenxiu seemed to be pinching her throat by some unknown power, and her breathing suddenly became difficult. Her chest was filled with indescribable depression, and she burst into tears.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you! Mom, come quickly, my brother is crying!"

The second girl Liu Wen was a little panicked.

Liu Jinlan put down the chicken food bowl in her hand, wiped the apron on her body, and ran out in a hurry.

At first glance, I was shocked.

His son Li Wenxiu actually curled up on the ground and choked sobbing. If he hadn't been standing here alive.

Liu Jinlan even suspected that her son would probably cry like this when she was dead.

"What's wrong? This is! Wenxiu! Wenxiu, tell me if you have anything to do!"

"Rihe!Rihe, where are you dead? Show, what's wrong with you? Wenwen, hurry up, go call your dad."

...

At the end of June, the yellow plum sky has lasted for more than half a month. According to previous seasons, it was the time for plum blossoms to appear, but this year there are some exceptions.

Li Wenxiu is so familiar with all this that she can hardly be familiar with it anymore.

Understanding that he could never return to the era when he had made him cry and had pain, Li Wenxiu gradually calmed down and looked at everything around him with the eyes of a person who had experienced it.

In 1997, Li Wan was located in the mountainous area at the junction of the three southwestern Anhui provinces. It was like being left in a corner, wandering on the edge of the reform wave day after day with Li Wenxiu's sometimes tired but extremely attached rhythm.

However, Li Wan's life is like a broken boat bumping in a storm. The barren land is full of simple but not all hardworking people. The hard life is filled with joy, sorrow, sorrow, and joy in suffering.

The honest Li Rihe took the bamboo basket to the Meizihe in front early in the morning.

It is said that Li Rihe, who is thirty years old, is now 39 years old, except for the three ancestral houses, only his wife Liu Jinlan and a pair of children. Of course, he also has a poor heart that is always turbulent but has a low-key heart.

Li Wenxiu spent a few days getting to know this

It's no stranger to life, but neither Liu Jinlan nor Li Rihe realized that his son had changed a few days ago.

The son is still his son, but Li Wenxiu's soul has long been replaced by later generations.

"Wenxiu! Wenxiu! Where did you die in the morning?"

"Sit here!"

Even if he was reborn once, the stingy Liu Jinlan still finds it difficult for Li Wenxiu to develop a close and considerate heart.

It is said that my mother is so sharp, but Li Wenxiu doesn't agree. He doesn't expect his mother to be so elegant and knowledgeable about books and etiquette, but he doesn't necessarily like Liu Jinlan's boldness and unreasonableness.

"Where is your dad?"

"I've gone to the shrimp collection cage!"

Li Wenxiu was a little powerless, and her heart was a little unrestrained. When she suddenly came back from another time and space, she still felt as if she was floating without touching the ground.

From a physics perspective, rebirth is definitely not a simple job. Think about it, people who can even take a bus can get motion sickness, let alone such a difficult thing as traveling through time and space.

"I know how to catch fish and shrimp all day long, and I can't live this day sooner or later! But!"

With a clang.

Needless to say, the gourd scoop was in trouble again.

However, except for covering his head and turning a blind eye, Li Wenxiu had no way of being angry with Liu Jinlan.

Whether it is the past life or this life, he was still unwilling to be ruthless about Liu Jinlan and Li Wenxiu. In the previous life, until Liu Jinlan died of a serious illness, he always felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a filial son.

Although she has never used money after work, she has lacked something after all. Now, maybe it is the sensationalism that a woman needs most as a mother.

But Li Wenxiu knew that he had never been a person who could soften his heart and get sucked into his mother's arms.

Thinking of this, the trace of anger that had just emerged from Li Wenxiu's heart couldn't help but disappear, and the tip of her nose felt a little sore and wanted to cry.

Perhaps the unknown power made him do it again, and there were always some purposes unknown.

As the eldest son of the family, Li Wenxiu has just taken the high school entrance examination. If this life does not go wrong, in two months, Li Wenxiu will go to the county No. 2 Middle School to attend high school.

In 1997, when Li Wan was admitted to the No. 2 Middle School in County, he was still the first to be a scorpion shit. Although Li Wenxiu later learned that No. 2 Middle School was synonymous with the third-best high school in Songping County (something in school, poor students, and poor teachers).

However, being able to go to the county town to go to school is still a great relief for the teenager in 1997, not to mention that Li Wenxiu was struggling to get into university at No. 2 Middle School, which can be regarded as adding a lot of topics to Liu Jinlan for daily neighbourhood talks. The most important thing is to curse people and make trouble.

After all, it is an extremely rare pride that can produce a serious college student at home, whether in Liu Jinlan's eyes or in Li Wan, who is as big as a palm.

After muttering, Li Wenxiu looked up at the three red brick houses on the ground and walls of the three red brick houses he had when he and his two brothers separated. He felt a little confused. He could not say the joy of rebirth at all, but only tears fell like rain.

This life is really hard.

If Li Wenxiu had no clue, until he started a family and started a business, all three houses in his family could not be rebuilt.

It’s not because of nostalgia, but because it’s really difficult. Even though I got a job later, as domestic housing prices rose rapidly, it was already useless to be able to manage a home business in the county town, so I don’t have any spare time to rebuild my ancestral house.

As for childhood.

Li Wenxiu's childhood was almost accompanied by dried radish and dried sweet potatoes, so there was no good memories at all. She just hoped to start her own business early and get out of this miserable life.

I did it again, but Li Wenxiu had no idea, and improving life naturally became the top priority.

I spat on the ground. The rain made me feel a little wet and uncomfortable. It was rare that it would not be easy to rain.

Just as Li Wenxiu was about to get up and breathe, she hit the dam in the distance. Li Rihe was already walking back with a knee-high bamboo basket.

He put his trousers on his knees, and the mud on his feet had not been washed away, Li Wenxiu could smell the smoke from his body from a distance.

This is how this person is. He still smokes to death when he is poor and will not stop until he dies.

If you can buy a pack of Fuziling bare cigarettes worth 60 cents, you will never buy a pack of Huangmei with a filter. This is Li Rihe's rule of life and the deepest memory of Li Wenxiu in childhood.

"Dad, my mom is venting!"

Although he was in a bad mood, Li Wenxiu still spoke up and said, in his opinion, this must be another uneasy day.

However, unexpectedly, when Liu Jinlan saw Li Rihe entering the door with a bamboo basket, she didn't say anything. She just made the broom in her hand heavy, and the chair table, which was not very solid, kept calling Qu Zhisque under her ravage.
Chapter completed!