Ranch Story: Start Over

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing gently, but neither could dispel the scorching heat brought by the scorching heat.

In this scorching land, pedestrians consciously hide in the shade to avoid the scorching sun.

The asphalt road was swaying with heat waves, and if you threw an egg on it, it would be fried.

In a development area in the distance, on a construction site near the outskirts of a newly built apartment, a group of sweaty workers are working hard.

The foreman shook off the wet towel and huffed loudly.

These hard-working workers had no time to stop, nor did they bother to cover their mouths and noses to block out the sand and dust blowing up from the construction site.

In this way, they used a shovel to scoop up the cement and sand on the ground and put it on a wheelbarrow, and then worked with their colleagues to push it out.

Feng Ling tightened his helmet, touched his gloves, looked at the sky and thought:

No problem. I can finish the work with my coworkers before 12 o'clock today, and everything will be over.

Looking at the tall buildings rising from the ground in the distance, that was the project contracted by Feng Ling and his team's construction company.

After several years of hard work, this beautiful puzzle piece on the edge of the city was built.

Of course, for Feng Ling, who has graduated for a year, this high-rise building is like a grave, burying the youth of many young workers, burying their dreams, and also burying their own hearts.

Even as a person with such high education, he had to put up with it and remind himself frequently during this year.

Do your work well first and have a full meal before you can do other things.

This year he did nothing else but to sharpen his inner self.

The boss of the engineering company and the HR manager fell into deep thought as they looked at the request made by this young man from a prestigious university.

What was the reason that made him unwilling to take a high-paying job and insist on moving bricks on a construction site for a year to hone himself?

Today, Feng Ling worked until noon, and his mission in this city came to an end. If nothing unexpected happens, he will have to return to his unit to officially take up his post in the next few days.

But this time, Feng Ling was ready to leave and chose to go back to take care of his grandfather.

That day, like most young people, he spoke to his parents as a joke.

"Mom and Dad! How about I go back to take care of Grandpa? Just give me a salary!"

"Are you serious about what you say?"

"Okay, I'll give you two a total of RMB 100 each month, and your grandfather will leave it to you."

Looking at his parents' indifferent expressions, Feng Ling was hurt by their indifference.

Since I was a child, my parents have always been indifferent to me, as if I were a superfluous thing, without any shining points, and nothing could touch their emotions in the slightest.

They can give up a lot of things for their own benefit, including him.

No matter how hard you try, how hard you fight, all you get in return is a simple sentence:

"Okay, I get it now."

"Okay, how much?"

"I did well on the test. I will surpass the first one next time."

……

These cold answers and comments made Feng Ling more and more indifferent over time. Even after being admitted to Shanghai Fudan University, he never asked his parents for a penny of tuition during his four years in college. He won the recognition of every part-time company simply by his eagerness to learn and hard work.

After graduating from university, Feng Ling chose to give up the subsequent development of postgraduate and doctoral studies and resolutely decided to start working.

As of today, this year's work has come to a successful conclusion.

In the afternoon, after lunch, Feng Ling said goodbye to his fellow workers, and left the construction site where he had worked for a year, pulling his suitcase alone, walking past the board houses and across the stinky ditches under the scorching sun.

Sitting quietly beside the bus stop, Feng Ling watched the vehicles coming and going. Occasionally, buses from other routes stopped for a while but no one got off. Few people were willing to go to this remote suburb.

"Drip!"

"Squeak!" A pneumatic door made a sound, and the familiar bus driver looked at him:

"Master Zhang, don't you have a rest today?"

"No, yo! Feng boy, this is the first time I see you carrying so much luggage, where are you going?"

"Go home, go back to my hometown to take care of my grandpa. My parents are paying me."

The slightly sarcastic words made the bus driver named Zhang click his tongue twice.

"That's good. You see, young people nowadays have a lot of work pressure, hate to please their superiors, and don't communicate much with their peers. If your parents are willing to do this, you will be happy to have some free time."

Feng Ling looked at Master Zhang's optimistic smile and sighed.

"Master Zhang, you are so optimistic. Unfortunately, it won't be that easy for me to go back this time."

"Don't sigh. Young men should be energetic. There is still a long way to go in the future. Look at the bright side. Let's go!"

"Squeak!" The pneumatic door of the bus closed and Feng Ling was carried to the long-distance bus station.

"I'll take a nap first, Master Zhang. Please call me when we get to the station."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Feng Ling leaned against the window, looking into the distance.

The car drove along the coastal road,

Driving along beautiful country roads,

Drive along the outer road of the Level 5 scenic area

These countless aesthetically tiring landscapes gradually turned gray and black, and finally turned into a long line and disappeared from Feng Ling's sleepy vision.

……

In a trance, he didn't know whether he was dreaming or not, but this dream was very real. He seemed to see the sky becoming very dark soon, huge waves rolling in front of him, and he was driving a small boat up and down in the waves in the storm. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Even so, with his superb skills in controlling the sail, Feng Ling managed to get the boat close to the coastline.

"Almost there! We're almost at the shore!"

Seeing that the distance to the coastline was less than 200 meters, Feng Ling steered the rudder and struggled to make a final effort. Everything would be fine as long as he could get ashore.

But things did not go as planned. A wave bigger than the previous one finally gathered energy from the deep sea, surging and rolling, and instantly submerged Feng Ling's sail with a huge mouth swallowing posture.

This time, the huge waves not only knocked Feng Ling into the sea, but also overturned the small boat he was using to survive.

"Goooooooooo!"

Feng Ling finally struggled to the surface among the waves.

Fortunately, children who grew up by the sea are all good at swimming. Feng Ling held onto a piece of wood and rose and fell with the waves.

But on such a stormy night, Feng Ling, who fell into the water, had to dive into the sea to avoid being swept away by the waves to other places.

The violent ocean current still did not go his way. The turbulent undercurrent made Feng Ling's physical condition very poor and his physical strength was greatly depleted. Feng Ling tried to take a breath several times, but the usually very simple diving did not work at this moment.

Feng Ling, who emerged from the sea again, finally couldn't control his body. A wave came and swallowed him, and then another wave crest pushed him to the surface of the sea.

"boom!"

Feng Ling was thrown to the corner of a reef by a huge wave, and his head hit the reef and he fainted. Blood immediately flowed from the back of his head. Suddenly, a meteor slid across the sky.

His last thought.

"grandfather!"

……

"It's strange. The back of my head hurts so much from sleeping like this."

"hiss!"

Feng Ling reached out and touched the back of his head.

"What's going on? There's a real injury on the back of your head."

Touching the gauze behind his head, Feng Ling grimaced when he touched the wound.

He tried to get up and looked around.

The surrounding scene looked familiar yet strange. He was lying on a broken bed. Looking at the broken walls around him, cool breezes blew in from the gaps between the broken wooden boards from time to time, which was quite cool.

"Feng'er!"

"grandfather!"

Feng Ling looked at the familiar old man in front of him with surprise.

"Hurry, lie down, your wound has just healed, drink this!"

"Grandpa! Where is this place? Why are you wearing such strange clothes? Please take a rest first. I'm fine. I'm fine."

Looking at his grandfather who was slowly walking in, Feng Ling quickly stood up and helped him sit down at the table.

The old man patted Feng Ling's hand gently, signaling him not to worry.

Looking at everything in front of him, Feng Ling suddenly felt confused. He wondered where this place was, the cottage in his memory, the small flower bed outside the window, and the familiar big yellow dog.

Where did they all go?

"Connecting..."

A voice came from his mind, Feng Ling shook his head, wanting to confirm something.

"Loading successful, congratulations to you, Master! Open the ranch's portable mall system, bring your mall with you, and use your hard work and talent to create your own world!"

Feng Ling was stunned when a strange reminder sounded. He obviously hadn't reacted yet. But the reality was that he had traveled through time like this? He also brought a blessing for travelers, the golden finger.

Feng Ling immediately became interested.

However, grandpa was still beside him, Feng Ling looked at the old man and asked: