The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

The flames burned the city, because most of the courtyard houses were made of wood, and the greed of the beasts had added many rooms without permission. Although the firefighters tried their best to put out the fire, the courtyard houses were still burned to ashes.

As for me, I was sucked into a black hole the moment the fire was put out. The crowd watching the excitement below didn't notice it, probably because they couldn't see it! Whatever, who cares?

I don’t know how long I drifted alone in that black hole. Finally, at some point, I saw the light again and was reborn.

Just like that, I carried the memories of my previous life and was reborn into the body of a newborn baby. Coincidentally, the man outside the door should be my father in this life, and the name he gave me was also He Xiao.

But the next moment, I realized something was wrong. Because my father in this life is still He Yuzhu, and my mother is still Lou Xiaoe. Could it be that I am not traveling through time, but reborn?

Great! It seems that God couldn't bear to see my father and I suffer such a miserable fate, so he specially arranged for me to go back to the past!

I swear to live my life again: I must take back what I lost! Qin Huairu, Jia Geng, and the beasts in the courtyard, just wait for me! If I don't make your family destroyed and your life worse than death, I am not He Xiao!

And mother, I will never let you suffer any more in this life, and I will never let you cry all day long! And father, wait... eh? No...

According to my mother's story, my father should be in Beijing at this time. How could he be here?

And my unreliable grandfather, should he be in Baoding helping others at this time? Why is he here?

Also, where did this uncle come from? In my previous life, I had never heard that my father had a uncle? But judging from the attitude of my grandparents, this uncle of my father should be a powerful figure!

Although I don't know what happened in the meantime, it's better for my father to be here than in the courtyard. Besides, I have been reborn and have the memory of my previous life. I don't believe that there is anything that can stop me.

Time passed by little by little, and just when I thought I would have a complete childhood this time, my father passed away! My father, grandfather, and my father's uncle returned to Beijing!

I remember that day at the border between China and Britain, I stretched out my hand and tried desperately to grab my father and stop him from leaving. But he thought I was joking with him! He even said that he would come over to see us soon!

I wanted to tell him that a big storm would hit the mainland soon. Unfortunately, as a baby, I could only make "baby noises"! In the end, I could only watch them leave helplessly!

Just like that, I once again became what others called a wild child! But this time I won’t be sad, or feel inferior or envious, because I know I have a dad! My dad loves me very much!

Moreover, I discovered something wrong these days: in this life, my family background seems to be much better than last time! Because on the day of my full moon wine, I saw the influential figures of Hong Kong and Kowloon in this era.

In my previous life, even when my mother was at her most glorious, she was not qualified to see them! Now, they actually came to attend my full moon banquet? Unbelievable!

Watching those people chatting politely with my father's uncle, it seems that my uncle is really not an ordinary person!

However, all this has nothing to do with me. I want to grow up quickly, use the memory of my previous life, make more money, and better "repay" those beasts!

In this way, I became a child prodigy in other families. Less than half a year after I was born, I could walk and talk, and I could express my needs clearly. A year later, I started learning to read. My mother couldn't persuade me, so she finally sent me to school!

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s because I was born again, but my body has grown faster than other children of the same age. Now I am three years old, and I am about the same height as a six-year-old child.

This year is 1967. I am three years old and in primary school. My father has been gone for three years.

Generally speaking, my mother and I have lived a good life in the past three years. My mother now manages a fast food chain and a trading company. My mother told me that these were founded by my father's uncle!

I really don't understand, my uncle. Why did he go back to suffer when he had such a big business? I don't know how they are doing now? I think it shouldn't be a big problem, because my grandparents' attitude towards me has not changed!

Why do I say this? Because in this life, their attitude towards me has changed drastically: in the last life, although they still cared about me, I could always feel their indifference inadvertently.

This life is different. They treat me very well, even better than the grandchildren born to them by their uncle! Especially after the mainland storm, they are even more caring towards me, to the point that I feel fawned over!

Yes, it was flattery! And not just to me, but to my mother as well.

In my previous life, my mother didn't want to get married, but my grandparents forced her to marry that lawyer. They even asked my mother to have an abortion. If my mother hadn't insisted, I wouldn't exist!

This life is different. My grandparents, as well as my uncle's family who used to mock my mother and me, are all respectful to my mother and dare not even go against her wishes.

But even so, I can still feel my mother's unhappiness. I know that my mother is thinking about my father, and I am thinking about him too. But there is no way. The mainland is too chaotic now. It is too late to run. Who dares to rush forward? Especially capitalists like us!

It seems that if I want to see my father again, I can only wait until the reform and opening up! But I can't tell these words to my mother. Can I tell her the story of my rebirth? Forget it, I don't want to be regarded as a mental patient!

There was nothing I could do. Whenever I saw my mother staring at the photo of her and my father, I could only agree with her and tell her that my father would come to visit us soon. This trick worked every time.

Whenever this was mentioned, my mother would always claim against her will that she didn't want to see my father again. She threatened that even if my father came, she would never see him again!

I don't know where my mother got the confidence that my father would be able to return to Hong Kong and Kowloon in a short time. Doesn't she know the situation in the north of the mainland? Could it be that my father has some secrets that I don't know?

Who cares, as long as mother is happy!

The days passed one by one. Except for a few bad kids from powerful families who always picked trouble to bully me, everything else went smoothly!

Just when I thought my father and I would have to wait fifteen years before we could meet again, a surprise suddenly arrived...

Mother was right, father really came!