Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

When the finals of The Voice of Hong Kong began, Peng Wanhua had already left Hong Kong and returned to his hometown.

The whole family is waiting for him to celebrate the New Year.

"Mom~ get me something to eat, I'm starving!"

Peng Wanhua put the box on the ground and slumped on the chair tiredly.

No matter how prosperous the big cities are outside, this small mountain village remains unchanged.

Take the train to Huijing, and then take the bus all the way to the town.

It was already afternoon when he arrived in town, and he couldn't even get into a bullock cart.

Therefore, the dignified billionaire walked back more than ten miles with a box on his back.

It had just snowed and the rural roads were slippery. He almost fell into someone else's field.

Not only was I tired from the journey, I was also thirsty and hungry.

"You're celebrating the Chinese New Year, why are you back so late?"

My mother was making dumplings by the stove and was nagging a few words. She was very dissatisfied with her eldest son's absence from home for a long time.

But for the sake of my son, I still served him a large bowl of dumplings.

"Oh, my child is old and has his own things to do. Why do you care so much?"

Father Peng took a sip of wine on the dining table and said that grown men should go outside for a walk.

"What does it mean to be old? No matter how old he is, he is still my son! If you don't say a few words now, it will be up to you how you end up if something goes wrong in the future!"

My mother strongly disagrees.

Dad Peng: "What can happen? When I was his age, I went to Huijing to live for a while. It's a pity that the environment was worse than it is now."

"So you came back without being able to achieve anything famous?"

Luo Meili scolded him.

"Tsk~" Father Peng took another sip of wine, "Forget it, a good man doesn't mention his bravery."

He looked at his eldest son, who had a weathered face, and asked, "I heard from Xiaomei that you went to Xiangjiang. What's it like there?"

The farthest place that Mr. Peng has ever been is Huijing, and he is very interested in the wider world outside.

"That is, they are richer than us, have taller buildings, better roads, more fashionable clothes, and more entertainment."

Peng Wanhua said vaguely while eating dumplings.

"No wonder you don't want to come back, and I don't want to leave you alone either."

Father Peng looked yearning.

"Then get out of here! Don't stay here!"

His mother yelled at him in a loud voice, which made Father Peng shrink his head in fear.

Peng Wanhua was immediately happy when he saw it.

He took out three all-steel watches and two Philips radios from the big box and put them on the table.

The moment he took out the watch, Mr. Peng couldn't move his eyes away, and his eyes even glowed a little.

He picked up a watch and looked at it repeatedly.

"I brought it to you from Xiangjiang, for you and my mother. It's of excellent quality."

Peng Wanhua said when he saw how much he couldn't put it down.

My mother had already seen it and heard that she also had a portion. She quickly put down the dumpling in her hand and prepared to take it from my father's hand.

"What are you trying to grab? This piece is mine."

Father Peng quickly held it in his arms for fear of being taken away.

"All the same, all the same."

Peng Wanhua picked up a watch and handed it to his mother, patted the radio and said, "I have one radio at home, and I will send the other one to the old man tomorrow."

Only then did dad notice the radio, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Hey, please be gentle!"

As he said that, he quickly hugged the radio in his arms, looking worried that it would be damaged.

Mom wiped the watch carefully with the handkerchief in her pocket, and then put it on her hand carefully.

Seeing the cautious appearance of the two of them, Peng Wanhua chuckled.

Then there was a "pop" sound, and my mother slapped me on the head.

This?

Peng Wanhua looked at his mother in confusion, where did I go wrong?

Luo Meili put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows: "You look so cool, you just spend the money you have, right?"

Peng Wanhua rubbed the back of his head in confusion.

Yes, that's the reason.

She is indeed a grumpy mother.

He glanced at his mother's right hand.

By the way, when you keep saying this, can you take off the watch I gave you?

Peng Wanhua wanted to say this.

But after thinking about it, for the sake of family harmony, I decided to forget it.

"It seems that I have to find you a wife to take care of it for you, otherwise it will be okay if you spend as much as you do!"

Luo Meili touched the watch in her hand and said word by word.

When Peng Wanhua heard this, he frowned immediately.

Although many people were getting married under the age of 20 at this time, he never wanted to get married so early.

Some people say that marriage is a besieged city. People outside the city want to get in, and people inside the city want to get out.

Peng Wanhua has lived a lifetime, so it is natural to imagine.

Suddenly, he thought of his wife in his previous life - Jiang Xue.

If I remember correctly, she should have graduated from junior high school at this time and was studying in the middle school normal school.

With a casual thought, he remembered his wife's academic journey in his previous life.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered all the things in his previous life, and suddenly an indescribable sadness lingered in his heart.

"Are you just taking your time and worrying instead? The third child will be a cadre after graduation. Are you still worried about not being able to find a wife?"

Seeing Peng Wanhua's frown, Father Peng quickly pulled Luo Meili aside and told her not to make any mistakes.

It’s a new era, how can we still get married just after meeting each other like in the past?

If the third child is offended, this year will be uncomfortable.

After Peng Lao San's analysis, Luo Meili looked at Peng Lao San with a frown, a little nervously.

Although my son usually has a good temper, when he gets older, he starts to have his own opinions and principles. Once his bottom line is touched, it becomes even more serious.

She remembered that because of the incident involving her eldest daughter, he dared to lift the table with her. Now if he got into trouble, he was not allowed to lift the roof?

As her children grow older, she gradually values ​​their opinions and emotions.

Thinking of this, Luo Meili looked at her eldest son who was worried, and her heart was like fifteen buckets fetching water.

"Third brother, don't worry, your mother is joking with you. Come, let's have a drink together."

Father Peng came to the rescue.

Peng Wanhua waved his hand, "I'm fine, don't think too much about it, I'll go for a walk in the front yard."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the kitchen and into the front yard.

In addition to the two sweet-scented osmanthus trees from last year, a large pond was dug in the front yard, which is now covered with ice.

"Look, look, you are messing around again. The child is so old. Why are you talking so much?"

Father Peng originally poured a glass of wine for Peng Laosan, but before he finished pouring, he saw his eldest son walking out. He was speechless and could only drink it by himself. .

"I didn't say anything..."

Luo Meili wanted to make a few quibbles, but her tone was very strong at first, and her voice became lower and lower as she spoke.

yard.

Looking at the pool in the yard, a gust of cold wind blew, and Peng Wanhua thought of all the things in his previous life.

His chest felt a little blocked, as if it was some kind of care. Only then did he realize that even if it happened in his previous life, he might still be unable to let go of what he couldn't let go.

"The conditions of the junior high school are a bit poor. Find an opportunity to donate some money so that the school can improve its physical environment."

For some reason, Peng Wanhua suddenly wanted to do something charitable, so he stood by the pool and murmured to himself.

"The conditions of primary schools and high schools are also quite poor. We should donate some money and set up some scholarships so that children who have no money to go to school can return to class."

"Yes, just do it!"

Thinking of this, the blockage in Peng Wanhua's heart was relieved a lot, and he gradually became a little excited, wishing he could donate money now.

But thinking about the current environment, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.

These days, personal donations are still too high-profile. If you fail to accomplish a good thing and make yourself embarrassed, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Gotta figure out a way.