"Heart is too soft" and the like.

Of course, to say that the hottest song this year is definitely the songs about Hong Kong's return.

"... I watched you left in a hundred years ago

I look forward to you back to me a hundred years later

The sea of ​​the sea can not be wiped out, I can’t go to my thoughts about you

Call you again and again, my 1997 ... "

Along with the song "AD 1997", Zhang Jin returned to his home.

This time, the system gave his family background. The mother died early. My father was a seafarer. He spent eight months a year, so he often had him alone at home.

The family is not big. It is a ordinary sixty -flat house on the fourth floor. Two rooms and one living room. It belongs to the old -fashioned sand wall board. The only benefit is that there is no publicity.

So it doesn't look small.

The home is very warm. These are traces left by the mother. Only colored TVs and refrigerators have only been added in the last year or two.

Zhang Jin opened the refrigerator, took out the eggs, tomatoes, and brought himself a bowl of tomato eggs and soup noodles.

No way, this is the only food that he can take out of his hand and eat.

After dinner and cleaning up the chopsticks, he turned on the TV and browsed a few golden stalls of a few stations. There was nothing particularly beautiful. After the impression, the TVB classic TV series "Tianlong Babu", "The Condor Heroes"

, "Drunk Golden Branch", "Realing Records" and the like will not be introduced until next year.

"Returning Pearls" is still filming, like "Iron Teeth Copper Ji Xiaolan", "Spring Light Pork Eight Rings" has just been established, and it will not be broadcast until the millennium.

Now that he is impressive and more interested in TV, there is only "Legend of the New White Lady". At that time, Zhao Niangzi was really the goddess in his mind!

Unfortunately, such a beautiful drama only broadcasts two episodes a day.

After revisiting the legend of the new white lady, Zhang Jin took out his homework from his schoolbag and took a look at it, and the next second was stuffed back.

Well, I won't do it anyway, so I wo n’t waste time. I just have an excuse to go to school tomorrow morning to ask Qiuya to borrow homework.

After washing, he lay down on his bed, turned off the room light, and left the dim small lamp on the bedside. A circle of stickers was posted on the lampshade.

The warm yellow light is spilled on the face, which makes people feel inexplicable.

Zhang Jin looked at the time, almost ten o'clock in the evening. People in this era basically went to bed early and got up early.

Wang Duoyu's second grandfather Wang Zongyao is old, and this year is also nearly 70 years old. According to the sleeping habits of the elderly, you should have fallen asleep at this time.

Only when you sleep, Zhang Jin can dreamed. Dreaming time depends on the details of the information of the dreamer.

For Wang Zongyao, the information held by Zhang Jin was obtained from the richest man's film in Xihong City. The name, appearance, origin, origin, wealth, work, lover, do not know how long this information can provide dream time.

And it is not clear that Wang Yaozong's superstition is not clear. It is reasonable to say that the elderly who came from that era were somewhat superstitious, and most of the rich believed in Feng Shui. The degree of superstition should not be shallow.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it, just try it."

Zhang Jin stopped his thoughts in his heart, relaxed his mood to put himself into a dream state, which is the semi -dream and half -wake -up.

At this time, in Taipei thousands of miles away, in the bedroom of a luxury villa in a manor.

I just talked with Kim Kairu, and I was in a happy mood Wang Zongyao lying on the bed and sleeping. He was very old, it was easy to sleep, and it was easy to wake up. Therefore, when he was used to sleeping alone, he needed absolute quiet sleep quality.

After sleeping, he has no dreams and no dreams, but this time it is a bit different from the past.

After falling asleep, Wang Zongyao suddenly dreamed, dreaming that he had come to a vast place, and he was surrounded by a layer of unprepared fog on the front and back heads!

When he was at a loss, a voice suddenly came in front of him: "Are you Wang Zongyao?"

Wang Zongyao narrowed his eyes and walked slowly, and asked while walking, "Who are you? Where are you here? What do you want to do here?"

"This is a dream, I am your ancestor. Wang Zongyao, your elder brother has died, but he continues the blood of the Wang family. How about you ..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Hey? Ancestor? Ancestor? Are you still there, say something!" Wang Zongyao said.

But no one answered him, only the quiet mist slowly floated.
Chapter completed!