Rebirth, Starting from 2005

Feng Xi held Yan Xin and cried for more than ten minutes, crying very sadly, tears falling down.

Yan Xin doubted whether she had cried all her life's tears.

During this process, he didn't dare to look at Feng Xi, and raised both hands to show that his hands were innocent and he didn't take this opportunity to do anything unscrupulous.

He tried to struggle, but was held too tightly and couldn't break free.

Moreover, every time he struggled, Feng Xi cried out even more sadly.

He didn't dare to struggle anymore.

Mother Feng took this opportunity to educate her son:

"Look, how sad is your sister? If you die, won't she be more sad?"

Feng Chen was moved and guilty at the same time, thinking in his heart: "I thought that no one in my family would care about me. I didn't expect that I would commit suicide. My sister would be so sad. Alas, what Yan Xin said was right, I made this It’s just so irresponsible to choose.”

Mother Feng said again: "Isn't it just that they didn't go to college? How many people didn't go to college, and they still live as usual? Where are you going to die?"

After saying this, he asked Yan Xin again:

"Xiao Yan, how many points did you get in the college entrance examination?"

She didn't know Yan Xin's name, but she knew that this was the child of the Yan family in the twelve groups below the hill.

Yan Xin was very depressed, thinking: "I am not your son-in-law in this life, what do you mean by stepping on me?"

People asked, but they couldn't help but answer: "More than one hundred and eighty points."

When he was in junior high school, he entered a rebellious period, and his relationship with his father was very bad. He felt that not studying hard was revenge against his father, and it was already good fortune to be admitted to high school.

He was a scumbag in that garbage school in No. 2 Middle School, so it's no wonder he got good grades in the college entrance examination.

If he could go back to junior high school, he would definitely try his best to study, so that he could win a more decent life for himself.

It's too late to regret now.

"Look," Mother Feng said to her son, "Xiao Yan did worse than you in the exam, and he didn't even think about it. What's there to worry about?"

Feng Chen felt better for no reason, and made another promise to his mother: "Mom, don't worry, I will never do such a stupid thing again."

Yan Xin was very depressed, and he strengthened his mind: "Don't have anything to do with their family in this life."

Saving his family's son, but still stepping on him, such a mother-in-law is really bad.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

He was just hugged by Feng Xi and couldn't break free, so he could only stand there awkwardly.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Xi had almost vented his emotions, so he let go of him, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry! I lost my composure just now."

"Uh, it's okay," Yan Xin said, "Your brother also said that he won't do such a stupid thing again, so don't worry."

Feng Xi hummed and said, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Yan Xin replied, and said:

"It's okay, then I'm leaving."

When he left, he was muttering in his heart:

"I didn't expect this woman to say sorry and thank you..."

People who have lived together for a few years thought they knew each other too well, but they didn't expect that there was still a little-known side.

It made him feel amazing.

He thought again: "Her politeness is probably only for strangers. As her husband, you can only accept her negative energy, but you are not entitled to enjoy her politeness."

But thinking back on my attitude in those years of married life, it seems that it is not much better.

No matter when he was a security guard or a delivery boy, he was very polite to outsiders, and even when the other party criticized him, he had to keep a smile on his face.

But when I got home, I seldom forbear to my wife, and more often I dumped emotional garbage.

The endless quarrel between two people and the dislike of seeing each other is really not a problem of any one person.

Home, for many people, is not a shelter from the wind, but a lounge with no disguise, a collection station for emotional garbage.

The reason is: "I'm tired of looking at other people's faces outside all day. Do I still need to look at your faces when I get home?"

Shaking his head, he dispelled the unpleasant memories in his heart.

——Anyway, I won’t have any ties to this family in the future, so don’t think about these things.

After returning home, I put on clean clothes and fell on the bed, thinking about the future.

Once reborn, he didn't want to live in such a mess as in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was either a security guard or a takeaway boy, and he was not self-motivated. He didn't know enough about the era he lived in, especially in business, which was far away from him. What he cared more about was his own face. right life.

Although there are memories about the future, those memories rarely involve business.

I can probably remember that the stock market in the past two years was the last glory of A shares, and it has never been up since then.

Then there is Moutai, which has the largest domestic market value.

There is also the hyped Bitcoin.

With such memories, this life will definitely be better than the previous life.

But that's all a bit far.

Even the recent stock market boom has nothing to do with him at the moment—because he has no money, and neither does his family, and he can't even get thousands of dollars out.

He thought about how to make money at this stage, but he couldn't find a shortcut.

It seems that it can only work part-time.

"The most important thing now is to earn money quickly and build a new house."

Lying on the bed, looking at the roof, Yan Xin thought so.

Most of the houses in the village are buildings, a few are red brick houses, and only his house is a house made of earth bricks.

The family was poor, and his mother suffered from illness when she gave birth to him, and died when he was in junior high school. His father used a few acres of land at home for him to study. It was not easy, not only because he couldn’t save money. , also owed some foreign debts.

In this case, it is natural not to take care of building a house.

The house is already very dilapidated.

On a rainy day, it rains heavily outside, but it rains lightly inside.

In Yan Xin's memory, more than two years later, when the snowstorm came, the dilapidated house was crushed, and his father was seriously injured and became a lame man.

Later, his early death was also related to this.

Once reborn, he certainly doesn't want this to happen again.

The new house must be built before the snowstorm hits.

It doesn’t take much money to build a house now. For a brick and tile house, you don’t need a large area, and you can make do with 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.

It's just that the current salary is more touching.

"Go out to work, save a little money, and then open an account to trade in stocks. In a year or two, it shouldn't be a problem to earn a new house."

Yan Xin thought so.

However, it is not yet possible to go out to work.

The double robbery is imminent, first of all, he must help his father finish the double robbery.