Over the past 40 years of reform and opening up, the great achievements of the Chinese people have attracted worldwide attention. Huang Han, one of the ordinary people in Shengdou, is also deeply touched. He just regrets that the passing of time has not allowed him to savor the passing of his youth.

Those born in the 1970s are now in their 40s. Huang Han, who works and lives in a county-level city in the central part of South Jiangsu Province, is not living in vain. He is living a decent life and can afford to buy a house for his son who works in Hangzhou. The total price is close to 300 yuan.

Thousands of commercial properties.

The king's way is to be content with one's content and always be happy.

After a few years, he entered his fifth year of school. Huang Han had long since lost his passion and only wanted to live a peaceful life. His biggest hobby was reading, and what he was most proud of was that he also wrote two tepid works.

The most regrettable thing is that I missed out on so much scenery when I was young in order to earn money to get out of poverty. The most unwilling thing is that my parents died young and my son wanted to support him but he couldn't care for him.

On the National Day, which marks the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the whole country is filled with joy, and red flags are flying everywhere you look.

Only a country has a family, and everyone hopes that the country will be strong. Huang Han, who was in a happy mood, and his son, who went home for the holidays, drank and talked about the National Day military parade and the peaceful and prosperous times...

The family was harmonious, everything was going well, and although the cups and dishes were careless, the father and son were both drunk unconsciously...

In a daze, Huang Han suddenly heard a lengthy shout: "Empty the toilet!"

"I'm dizzy, who is this? What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Huang Han woke up with a start, muttered something in his mouth, and then thought it was funny, that guy is really good! He actually remembered the classic cry that disturbed the dreams of thousands of households thirty or forty years ago.

Rubbing his eyes, Huang Han habitually went to pick up the phone on the bedside table to check the time, but found nothing and almost rolled out of bed.

No, I'm not sleeping in my own bed at all, because the bed I sleep on is not that high.

Huang Han looked confused, "What's wrong? I haven't woken up. Yes, I must be dreaming."

There was no need to get up early anyway, so Huang Han decided to sleep a little longer and continue dreaming.

Unexpectedly, there was someone moving at my feet, seemingly putting on clothes.

The housing conditions of Huang Han's family are not bad. Because he often stays up late to write, he and his wife have slept in separate rooms for a long time. Although his son works in Hangzhou, the room at home has been reserved for him.

At this moment, I felt someone on my bed was surprised and inexplicable, and I was suddenly woken up by fright.

When Huang Han opened his eyes and took a clear look at his surroundings, he was immediately petrified. When he saw clearly again, the man who had put on his clothes and got out of bed was stunned.

"Is it sister? Why are you here? Why are you so thin?"

The little girl who seemed to be her elder sister said: "It's so early in the morning. Why are you confused? Get up quickly and get ready for school."

Huang Han wondered: "Go to school? Do I still have to go to school? What school should I go to?"

The little girl smiled and said: "It's almost three years, why are you still afraid of going to school? What's the point of being afraid? You have to go when you should."

I'm warning you, if your grades are still a mess, just wait, maybe the teacher will ask you to repeat a grade this year and not be able to advance to fourth grade."

What's going on? Have we turned back time? Am I only in the third grade?

Only then did Huang Han pay attention to his hands. Why were they dirty? The gaps between his fingernails were actually black. It was really disgusting.

The little girl continued: "Bao'er, who is a repeater, eats half a bowl of food, walks in circles, and poops roundly. Do you still remember those children in the alley laughing at the repeaters from Hedong?

Maybe, after the summer vacation, they will also make up jingles to make fun of you!"

Dizzy, Huang Han was now sure that this was his sister Huang Xin, and the distant memories in the image seemed to be pulled in a lot.

Seeing that Huang Han was silent, Huang Xin thought that she had hurt her brother's self-esteem by speaking too much, so she softened her tone and said:

"Don't be discouraged. There are still more than two months until the final exam. Pay more attention. I can teach you if you don't understand. As long as you can pass Chinese and mathematics, you don't need to repeat the grade."

Huang Han, who was still confused, asked tentatively: "Sister, what month is it now? Is it 1981?"

"Ah? Huang Han, why are you so strange today? Did you not wake up?"

There are five people in Huang Han's family. His father's name is Huang Daozhou, and he works as a custodian at the Briquette Factory, a stock-level unit under Sanshui County Fuel Company.

Although her mother, Zhang Fangfen, is a housewife, she is busy every day and has no other needs. Due to the pressure of life, she must find some mending work to earn three melons and two dates to supplement the family income.

My elder sister Huang Xin is two years older than Huang Han, and my younger sister Huang Qi is three years younger than Huang Han.

At this time, Huang Han's mind has become much clearer. He should be eleven years old in the second semester of third grade. Since there are still more than two months of final exams, it should be April now.

"Damn it, is it because you have worked so hard on writing books during this period that you have a brain problem? Even your dreams feel so real?"

At this time, a woman walked into the room, and Huang Han burst into tears. She was her mother who had been separated for eleven years. At this time, she still had black hair.

"Mom..." Huang Han felt sad and happy at the same time. He rushed to hug his mother's arm and pressed his face against it to hide the tears on his face.

It was just an unfortunate coincidence that Zhang Fangfen was holding the toilet that had been filled with poop. She suddenly noticed that her son was acting strangely and said angrily: "Why are you so good so early in the morning? You have to clean up the toilet after you knock it over!"

At this time, very few households in Sanshui County had access to flush toilets. Ninety-nine percent of the households used wooden toilets. After emptying the toilet in the morning, they would store a few ladles of clean water in the toilet. It would be disgusting if it were spilled in the room.

Huang Han said with a choked voice: "Mom, I didn't expect to see you again. This feels so good. I really want to indulge in this dream and never wake up!"

Zhang Fangfen said: "Here we go again. It's not up to you whether you want to go to school or not. Hurry up and rinse your mouth. If you delay any longer, you'll be late."

Huang Han was stunned: "..."

At this time, a voice from the outer room sounded: "Huang Xin, Huang Han, hurry up, the rice is ready, come have breakfast and go to school!"

Huang Xin quickly responded: "I know, Dad, we are all up!"

A special feature of Huang Daozhou's family is that neither Huang Xin nor Huang Han have nicknames, and they call each other by their first names. Only their younger sister Huang Qian's family calls her Xiao Qian.

Although Huang Han thought it was weird, he was already in his forties and naturally had a strong heart. He immediately made a decision in his heart. He didn't need to worry about whether it was a dream. As long as he could take one more look at his mother when he was young, he would be rewarded.

Even if you only stay in this fantasy world for an hour, you must do your best. At the very least, you must be good and make your parents feel comfortable.

He silently followed Huang Xin to the water tank, and used a few large pieces of white porcelain enamel to scoop out water from the cup and wash it out.

When the cold and somewhat stiff towel was covering his face, Huang Han had an idea in his mind. Maybe if he took away the towel, the scene of the old days would disappear with the wind.

Unfortunately, things backfired. When Huang Han took away the towel, he happened to see Huang Daozhou's serious and scrutinizing eyes.

Twenty-seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and my father’s voice and smile have become somewhat blurred.

Dad, are you okay?

Unknowingly, Huang Han's eyes were blurred by tears again.

Huang Daozhou was originally preparing to teach him a few words, but suddenly he saw his son crying, and his tone suddenly softened. He said: "Huang Han, there is no way to be brave and good after knowing your shame. It's not too late to work hard now."

What? I am showing my true feelings, okay? You still know your shame and then act bravely. How have I made you feel ashamed?
Chapter completed!