The sunshine in the morning was very good. The sunlight slanting in from the windowsill shone a large spot on the ground, and small dust was flying irregularly in the light and shadow.
There were several pairs of shoes drying on the windowsill. Zhou Lingjun recognized one of them as a pair of football shoes he used to wear when playing football. It was inferior, and there were some cracks on the foot surface, but it was very clean.
The slightly fishy breeze mixed with the river water blew into the room, and the football star posters that were not fastened on the wall shook slightly with the wind.
Zhou Lingjun tilted his head. Remember that when the house was renovated two years ago, the posters were torn down by himself? At that time, I felt sad for a long time because the poster was damaged. If you remember correctly, these posters should not be pasted on the wall, but stay quietly in the cabinet.
Oh, yes, the wall should not be white ash, but wallpaper.
The other pair of sneakers had been thrown away long ago?
Chaos.
After graduating from college and working, Zhou Lingjun redecorated his home with the money he saved. Although he often worked outside these years, he always came back to his hometown several times a year. These memories can't be wrong?
But
Shouldn't I work in Mordor?
Zhou Lingjun, bewildered by the confusion and chaos, regained his memory before a certain moment.
As usual, I returned to the rented place after a hard day's work, ate something at random, and it was nearly 12 o'clock after taking a bath. I was numb to lie down in bed without even bedding.
I should have been woken up by the 6 o'clock alarm clock, and then had a meal and squeezed the subway to work. But why am I in my hometown? Why didn't the alarm clock go off?
I used to reach out and touch my pants pocket. The phone was only placed in the right belt. When I looked down, I found that the pants were wrong. They were worn many years ago. Some impatient Zhou Lingjun didn't have time to care about the problem of pants, so he reached directly to the right belt.
The weight of the phone gives Zhou Lingjun a sense of security in his accustomed position. However, when he reaches out and touches it, the phone is indeed there, but the feel is wrong. Zhou Lingjun takes out the phone.
Isn't this the first mobile phone I own?
Jinpeng mobile phone, dual card and dual standby, e-book, colorful racing lantern, MP3, MP4 player.
This is the mobile phone that Grandma bought for herself after congratulating her on the end of the high school entrance exam. It was 800 yuan, which was the amount of money that she could not reach in those years. Press the key to light up the screen, which is strange and familiar, and the biggest stimulus comes from the time displayed on it.
June 7, 2006.
……
Really? It's reborn
After a long time of trance, Zhou Lingjun stood in front of the mirror and looked at the sharp, healthy and handsome young man of Zeng today. His hair was slightly long, and the traces of time were almost invisible. He smiled brightly.
Zhou Lingjun was suddenly silent, but even his silent expression was so familiar
It seems that I need to be quiet, Zhou Lingjun thought.
So he carefully removed the shoes he was drying, folded his hands on the windowsill, and looked out of the window.
The familiar river, even the name of Huxi Town, is derived from the Huxi River. The river in front of us is running towards the west just as we don't know how many years ago and how many years later.
I should be happy to be reborn, Zhou Lingjun thought.
Because the adult world is helpless, and it is helpless to fail the college entrance examination. It is helpless to try to find both sides in the workplace!
There is no right or wrong in the adult world, only advantages and disadvantages.
Zhou Ling, who is nearly 30 years old, doesn't know when he began to understand this truth, so he tried to find ways to find both sides in the workplace, try to bow and bow to those big people who came out with their own BGM, and try to dictate to the few people below him.
But even so, the previous life still has no day to rise to the top, so that in many nights when it was clearly a day of rest, I could not sleep well. At that time, I missed this once proud young man very much.
Eh? How can I describe myself as "my previous life"? It seems that I have accepted the fact of rebirth, hmm.
How I want to shout at the river! But will it be considered as neurotic?
Zhou Lingjun slapped himself with a big ear scraper. I'm a teenager now, and what he does can be forgiven!
So he took a hard breath, his chest swelled, and made the "ah" mouth shape, which was bound to vent and yearn with the greatest voice!
"Zhou Lingjun! Are you going to get up or not? Are you going to eat or not?" The voice was louder than the one he didn't make... from my mother.
"Cough cough cough."
Zhou Lingjun choked. It was hard to be interrupted at the critical moment.
"Can't hear you? You haven't been beaten for too long, have you?"
It was my mother's voice. It seemed that I was angry because I got up too late.
"Come on! Come down right now! I'm all dressed!"
Zhou Lingjun hurriedly shouted to the window. After shouting, he felt a little helpless. For many years, he did not dare to do anything wrong when facing his mother's roar.
The house is a small building with three floors and a basement. There are some sundries in the basement. The first floor is a shop. The family makes a living by doing a little business, selling some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. The second floor is where he lives. There are three rooms, and Zhou Lingjun has one alone. The third floor is the house of Wu Yi's family. The same structure, Wu Yi's family also has a basement and a shop. In addition, the two families share the stairs.
There are such structures around, but the houses of other families are three floors of one family. Their own family is poor, so they use their savings from the first half of their lives and some loans to build houses together with the five aunts who are also poor.
Go downstairs to see your parents, young parents.
My mother's angry expression, which had not been shown for a long time, was so cute because there were fewer wrinkles on her face, and a lot of white hair on her head had disappeared 13 years later. But my father is still very sturdy, young, and has the same smiling expression as 13 years later.
"I don't know what my family name is when I have a holiday, right? It's 12 o'clock now, and I don't want to eat breakfast or even lunch!?" Chen Jing is very angry, and the consequences are serious. I thought that her son would not easily have a summer vacation, and the high school entrance exam was also finished. Sometimes I would not stop sleeping late or even not eating breakfast, but today is too much.
"Mom! I'm wrong! I promise I won't do it again!"
Chen Jing gave him a rude look, "Go and wash your hands."
"Alas! Well, the double cooked meat is really delicious! Mom, you are still so skilled!"
"Cut the crap and eat quickly." Chen Jing's face still smiles with obvious dimples.
"Hey, hey." Zhou Lingjun smiled, washed his hands and sat down. Watching his father leave the table with food, he shouted to his father, "Dad, sit here and eat!"
Zhou Zai smiled and looked at Zhou Lingjun
Zhou Lingjun was very happy after a meal. Of course, happiness means happiness in all senses. The smiling face made Chen Jing scold him again, saying that he was just like his father.
After dinner, Zhou Lingjun took the initiative to wash the dishes and returned to the upstairs room alone on the pretext of going upstairs to read. After adjusting his mood, he wanted to recall the memory of Zeng Jin and see if he could earn some money earlier to reduce the burden on his parents.
We should know that since 2006, the house has only been repaired for less than two years, and the money for building the house still has a debt of ten or twenty thousand yuan.
I raised a chair and sat by the window to bask in the sun while thinking, but I was always confused by my sudden laughter. Time slipped away inexplicably until a sound came from the third floor next door.
The sound of a quarrel.
"Please explain to me who owns these shoes? Huh?" The rough man's voice was clear when it reached Zhou Lingjun's ears through various obstacles.
"Pa." The sound of slapping and crying, women's.
The woman seemed to explode with a crackling sound.
"You still have the face to say" old lady "? You know how to gamble all day long. If you lose money, you will come to beat me? Do children also beat me?"
"If I don't play cards, why don't you eat shit? Is it my money to repair the house? And you just steal men at home? In broad daylight?"
"Li Wei! I will fight with you!"
There was another sound of smashing.
Zhou Lingjun scratched his ears, a little disgusted. The men of the family next door gambled money and went whoring, and the women stole people. They liked to take advantage of small things. They fought every two or three days, which was very annoying. But he stretched out his head to see the situation. Unexpectedly, he saw a man hanging in the air holding the window fence against him outside the next house.
At this sight, the memory of that incident suddenly came to my mind, and my vest was soaked with cold sweat.
