Rebirth: Grab the Heart and Still Love

Through the radio of the old man in the next bed, Su Song has now learned that he has returned to 1992, just in time for his summer vacation when he was promoted to junior high school.

The timing was just right, and Su Song secretly rejoiced, if he suddenly "woke up" in the college entrance examination room, it would be a lot of fun!

Regarding this hospitalization with a fever, in his memory, it seems that there is such a thing.The reason is not clear, anyway, he had always been weak when he was a child, so having a fever in summer was nothing serious. ==

"Xiao Song, it's time for dinner, why hasn't your mother come yet?" The uncle listened to the radio for a while, probably because he didn't like the introduction about the Barcelona Olympic Games, and turned his head to Su Song who was in a daze , so he said a word of concern in a loud voice.

"I don't know, maybe the school has something to do." Su Song replied with a smile.

"School? Hey, your mother is a teacher?" Su Song spoke up, making the old man interested in chatting, and he turned off the radio with a bang, Xiao Shan seemed to move his back, and moved to the opposite of Su Song.

"Well, she is the Chinese teacher of No. [-] Middle School." City No. [-] Middle School is a middle school with a good reputation. It has both high school and junior high school. Mother Su is the Chinese teacher of the junior high school.

"No wonder, you look gentle and quiet at first glance, and you are a good material for studying. It seems that this is also because your mother has taught you well." The uncle praised without hesitation, changed the subject, and said: "Then your choice of school You must have done well in the exam, right? Which school did you fill in?"

"A High School Attached to University A." Su Song said.

This can be regarded as one of the best middle schools in City A, and it can go directly to No. [-] Middle School. Many students want to go in even if they sharpen their heads.

The uncle was taken aback, "Yo, I didn't see it, your ambition is quite big!"

Su Song smiled embarrassedly.

"Your mother really gave birth to a good son." The uncle sighed, as if thinking of his useless grandson, his face was filled with grief, "It's not like my grandson who is just messing around, who can get a junior high school diploma by then. His parents are about to burn incense!"

"What burning incense? Grandpa, are you talking bad about me again!?"

Su Song still kept his words in his mouth, and the dawdling "eldest grandson" jumped in from the door of the ward, his figure was like a miniature old man, blocking the door like a hill, with two black silkworm babies The eyebrows are almost connected together, especially like "Crayon Shinchan" who has not yet become popular.

Crayon Shin-chan complained dissatisfiedly to his grandfather as he walked, his voice rang in Su Song's ear like a loudspeaker, "I only know to speak ill of me, and I don't care about your grandson at all! It's a pity I walked for half an hour Lu Lai brought you lunch, and even left half a braised pig's trotter for you without telling your parents!"

Su Song: ==Young man, are you really doing it for the sake of your grandfather who is hospitalized with high blood pressure to eat braised pig's trotters?

Uncle doesn't care about high blood pressure or not, his eyes lit up when he heard the stewed trotters, "Come on, I know that my precious grandson loves your grandpa!" After it was over, he said with a little regret: "Oh, brought Pig trotters, why don’t you bring a bottle of white wine, pig trotters go with white wine, you have to have everything!”

Su Song:==Master, where did your grief just go?

"Does your grandson look like such a mindless person?!" Crayon Shin-chan triumphantly took out a small plastic bottle with wrapping paper from her trouser pocket. It was a soda drink. Su Song also drank it, it was sugar water With coloring, children love to drink it.He unscrewed the bottle cap as if offering a treasure, and suddenly a strong smell of alcohol wafted out, "How about it, is your grandson smart?"

The uncle smiled, "Smart! Smart! I don't think those who are admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University are as smart as you!"

Su Song: ... means that she is unable to complain.

Immediately afterwards, the grandparent and grandson began to have a mouthful of pig's trotters, drank a small sip of wine, and kindly invited Su Song who was next to him. After being rejected, they ate more happily. ==

Half a pig's trotter is not a big portion, and the grandparents and grandchildren can finish it in two or three bites.At the end, the old man wiped his mouth full of oil, and shook his head dissatisfied, "It's over, it's okay not to eat, but I want to eat even more."

The grandson still had a mouthful of meat in his mouth. He rolled his eyes at his grandfather and said vaguely, "Blame me?"

As soon as Su Song heard this popular word on the Internet, Su Song glanced at the little fat boy calmly. This kid has a future!

Not long after, Mother Su, who was carrying a thermos, came late and hurried to Su Song's hospital bed.

"Today the school organized the teachers to have a group class. You came a bit late, so you're not hungry." Su Xiulan put the thermos on the table, brought out the warm food inside, and glanced at her son apologetically.

He waved his hand indifferently, and Su Song helped to arrange the dishes. It was for two people. It seemed that his mother rushed over to deliver the food to him before she had time to eat.

"I'm not hungry, mom, I feel much better, go and discharge me from the hospital." Seeing her mother running around for him like this, Su Song felt quite uncomfortable.

Su Xiulan paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks, and after glancing at Su Song, she mercilessly rejected his request, "You have been in poor health since you were a child, and the fever is so serious this time, you should observe it for two more days before we talk about it. At that time, the root of the disease has fallen.”

"That's right, the body is the capital of the revolution!" Yang Xiaopang raised a flag to express his support.

This move really won the favor of Su's mother, she greeted the little fat man with a smile, "Yang Junzi, come over and have some food too!"

Su Song rolled his eyes helplessly. The reason this guy delayed his discharge was probably because of his mother's good cooking skills!

"Hey, Mr. Su is so kind." Crayon Shin-chan Yang Junzi unceremoniously took away a large rib, and asked curiously while chewing: "Mr. Su, why does the teacher have to go to class?"

"Live long enough to learn. Come on, let's eat some side dishes." Su Xiulan smiled, and stuffed another chopstick of green vegetables into Fatty Yang's mouth.

"I said Yang Junzi, you are enough! Eat less, that's Su Song and Teacher Su's lunch!" Uncle Yang roared in disbelief, paused, and said, "Mr. Su, I have Lotus root pork ribs soup, can I exchange some dried beans with you?"

Su Xiulan laughed happily, "What are you talking about? If you want to eat, come and pick it up."

"That can't be done." Uncle Yang muttered, moved over with the lunch box in his hand, picked a few pieces of the largest lotus root and put them in Su Song's bowl, and left with only a chopstick of dried beans.

Su Song smiled slightly, and his impression of Uncle Yang suddenly increased several times.

After dinner, Mother Su cleaned up the table, and remembered something again, and looked at Su Song with a smile, "I almost forgot, son, your admission notice is here!"

Usually at home, Su Xiulan would call Su Song by his first name, and only when she was very happy would she call him "son". From this point of view, she must be in a particularly good mood now!

Although Su Song had expected it in his heart, he still put on a blank expression on his face, "Which school?"

"A High School Affiliated! Son, you are awesome!"

Seeing her mother so happy, Su Song also smiled from the bottom of her heart, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true! The notice is at home. It says that there will be a preliminary examination on August 20th, and we will be divided into classes according to the test results. Son, you need to get better soon! I will help you with your textbooks in the afternoon. Bring it here, the basic test should not be underestimated, if you can enter the experimental class of the attached middle school, it is equivalent to stepping into the gate of the second middle school with one foot!" Su's mother became more and more happy as she talked, and there were many pointers to make Su Song's future all clear Well planned posture.

Su Song's head got dizzy when he heard it, what the hell is the test!It has been 20 years since he left primary school, how can he still remember what was said in the primary school textbook?

Su's mother on the side was still immersed in the fantasy of her son's imminent glory and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't pay attention to her son's bitter face. Uncle Yang also joined the party, as if his grandson had been admitted to junior high school, happily taking photos proceed.

The only one who saw that Su Song was in dire straits was Yang Junzi, who was very (lucky) and patted Su Song on the shoulder, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to Work hard!"

Seeing that her son was being "bullied" by the little fat man, Su's mother, who was protecting her shortcomings, immediately turned against the general, and smiled gently at Yang Xiaopang, "Besides the middle school, there are also other schools, but the time is different, but the summer vacation is over. Halfway through, student Yang Junzi, it's time for you to start reviewing."

"Ah?" Fatty Yang was dumbfounded.

"Comrade, work hard with me." Su Song patted him heavily on the shoulder.