Rebirth Delay

After a burst of needle-like pain, Shi Yan managed to open his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he vaguely saw the roof made of asbestos tiles, and there was a small hole at the foot, and a ray of light Taken from there...

The pupils gradually focused and everything became clear.Nails were wedged into the wood supporting the asbestos tiles, and several straw ropes were hung on the nails, and there was also a pair of dirty white rubber shoes with soft soles.

Shi Yan propped himself up and sat up, looking around.In the small house built of asbestos tiles, there are a lot of junk piled up in a mess.A bicycle wheel, half a cabinet, a pot with broken tiles... On a table made up of two sun-shaped cement bricks and a wooden board in the corner of the wall, there were a few slightly moldy steamed buns.There was a familiar yet unfamiliar smell in the air.

Time delay remembered.

Isn't this his own home? Before taking refuge in Liu Zi, he lived here, and Xu Ze, Xu Ze was picked up by him later...

Oh, by the way, where is Xu Ze?

Xu Ze...

Time delay woke up suddenly.

How could I be here? !He remembered that in the long-planned fire and explosion, he and Lu Ji had died together.He also turned into a ghost and floated back home, and saw Xu Ze covered in blood...

Shi Yan's eyes were covered with mist.

It turned out that Xu Ze said with a smile before leaving, "Brother Yan, I will never let you leave me" meant this... At that time, he wondered why Xu Ze's name "Brother Yan" who hadn't been called for a long time appeared in the Mouth...

Shi Yan wiped his eyes hard, the pain in the corner of his eyes made his heart tremble violently.Immediately, he bit down heavily on his shortened arm——

Along with the pain, traces of blood ooze from the arm.

An astonishing thought flashed through his mind——

He was born again? !Reborn back to childhood decades ago? !

The huge shock made him dizzy and unable to sit still for a while, and the pain all over his body also made him a little panicked.How is this going?How is this going? !

Shi Yan stumbled out of bed and rushed out of the small room anxiously.

In the eyes is a small green river, with hundreds of ducks quacking and flocking down the river.The grass on both sides of the strait has just turned green, and the temperature is slightly lower. It should be after the early spring...

Time delay sat down.

Everything that was clear in front of him made him finally believe that he was really reborn.Back to the period of his youth that he least wanted to think of, bring up, and recall, but it was also during these days that he picked up Xu Ze.His Xu Ze.

Where is Xu Ze?

Shi Yan tried his best to search his memory, but he only vaguely remembered that when he was picking up trash nearby, he saw the dying Xu Ze.Also, there seemed to be not many clothes to wear at that time.Other than that, he couldn't think of any more details about his first meeting with Xu Ze.

Shi Yan remembered what Xu Ze said to him——

"Time delay, the human brain has only a small capacity. When you choose to remember some things, others will be forgotten. One day, all our good memories will be removed from your mind, and you will only have It's time for revenge. And when you have revenge, you'll have nothing."

You are right, Xu Ze.Shi Yan let the tears run down his dirty little face drop by drop, and muttered loudly.Xu Ze, you are right, you have always been right.But I didn't know this until I lost you...

Xu Ze, will you still forgive me?

Shi Yan sat by the small river until it was dark, and then sat until dawn, until he saw the first ray of morning light rising from the horizon, Shi Yan rubbed his frozen and numb legs and stood up tremblingly, his immature face Full of perseverance and hope.

He thought a lot.There are some things he can figure out, and some things he can't figure out, such as rebirth.

But he wasn't going to think about it any more.No matter who allowed him to be reborn, he can only be grateful.He has already made up his mind to find Xu Ze again, and from then on, he will take care of and love Xu Ze for the rest of his life, and never make him sad again, so he has no time to worry about this kind of problem anymore.

He washed his face in the cold river water, and the cold air rushing straight into his nostrils made him more energetic.Standing up, he roared loudly towards the river, then patted his cheek, turned and walked back.

In his previous life, he avenged his mother and brother.In this life, all he needs is Xu Ze.

Back in the hut, Shi Yan looked around, but still couldn't help frowning.

During the period when he was a child, in order to survive, he tried his best to find some food every day through the garbage dump, or climbed people's windows to steal something. It was really hard.Picking up rubbish will also encounter peer harm, and climbing the window is even worse.

He guessed that the injury on his body was also caught and beaten by someone else.

He closed the door and was about to take off his clothes to see the injuries on his body.Although the door didn't close tightly at all, the cold wind of early spring still blew in, but chatting was better than nothing, and Shi Yan didn't complain too much.

Carefully took off his tattered padded jacket with crooked patches, and a thin layer of long-sleeved autumn clothes underneath, Shi Yan's bare body twitched countless goose bumps in the cold wind.If you look closely, there are some red wicker prints, and some thicker ones. It doesn't matter if they were knocked down with a stick.The slightly heavier one is the strangle mark around the wrist, as if someone grabbed it hard.The five fingers were deeply imprinted, and they were all bruised and purple. When I turned my wrist a little, it hurt so badly.

Gritting his teeth to push away the blood, Shi Yan put on his clothes.Maybe it's because of a different mentality, Shi Yan looked at the bruises on his body and began to admire himself when he was a child.To be able to grow up smoothly in such an environment, maybe I belong to Xiaoqiang.

Thinking about tidying up the house a little bit, to see if there is anything that can be exchanged for two dollars, but at a glance, there is a lot of rubbish, and there are very few that can really be sold for money, so I can't help but smile bitterly.At that time, I survived by picking up trash and stealing things, and it was not until I couldn't hold on that I turned to the six sons.Now he doesn't want to rely on others, and he doesn't want to pick up trash and steal things, how can he make money?

After thinking for a long time, Shi Yan decided to earn some capital by picking up junk first.

When he picked up Xu Ze, Xu Ze had a high fever. He had no money to buy medicine for Xu Ze, so he could only feed Xu Ze water and wipe his sweat from time to time.Later, Xu Ze miraculously reduced his fever, but since then, his body has weakened, and he often has cold hands and feet, night sweats, and shortness of breath when it is severe.Although he had the money to take Xu Ze to the hospital soon after, the root cause of the disease was left behind and he couldn't be cured anymore.

This time, even if he still had no money to take him to the hospital, he had to go to the small clinic to buy some antipyretics for preparation.

With his mind set, Shi Yan picked up the "urea" bag that was left aside, wrapped it around his waist, and walked towards the nearby garbage dump.On the one hand, he's going to try to pick up some junk.On the other hand, he also has to keep an eye on the garbage dump, what if Xu Ze is picked up by someone else if he is careless?

Unlike trash cans that can be seen everywhere in cities, there are no trash cans in rural areas.

In the earliest days, there was basically no non-degradable garbage in the farmhouse.I am self-sufficient, I eat my own vegetables, the rice and noodles produced by my own rice and wheat, and I dump them on the ground when I can't finish them. They are all natural nutrients.The bamboo baskets and bamboo dustpans made of wicker are all used. If they are broken, they are thrown away. They are willow branches, but they will turn into mud after a long time.What I wear is chemical fiber and nylon cloth, but I want to throw it away and change it frequently. Where can I get the money?The old ones are passed on to the young ones, the big ones are passed on to the young ones, the new ones are passed on for three years, the old ones are passed on for three years, and the old ones are mended for another three years.

But there are always some things that are useless to keep, such as broken porcelain bowls, clothes that can no longer be mended and are not even used as diapers...all are habitually thrown by the villagers in low-lying places.Over time, a natural garbage dump was formed under the small arch bridge in the village.

But there are always people who are relatively affluent, with black and white TV sets, bicycles, tricycles, and radios, which is enough to make people envious.

Shi Yan took a deep breath, and went down the river to dig through the trash.As he expected, most of them are things like rotten porcelain tiles, as well as foam, rope skins and other useless things.Occasionally, you can see a few beer bottles, cans, etc., which are all put into your pockets by time delay.

These days, everything is a rarity.But if anyone can’t live without picking up junk, it’s still a minority.As long as he has a registered residence in the brigade in a serious manner, and the land is allocated to mu, then he will have no worries about survival.

So although there are few, time delay can still see some bottles, old kerosene lamps, broken steamers and the like, all of which are packed by him.

In the evening, Shi Yan went back to the small dilapidated house, put the old tires, half cabinets and other things that he used to treasure as treasures into his pockets, threw them on his shoulders, and went to the scrap yard.

This waste collection station is run by an individual, and most of what they collect these days is paper and bottles, and there are still very few electrical appliances.

In the waste collection station, a man in his 40s is busy sorting waste.The purchasing station is about 40 square meters, full of wine bottles and waste paper.

Naturally, Shi Yan is very familiar with this person, but he doesn't remember his full name. He only knows that everyone calls him Lao Deng.

"Uncle Deng," Shi Yan called out politely, "Are you busy?"

Hearing someone yelling, Lao Deng thumped his waist, stood up and took a look, and it took him a while to recognize this small smiling figure facing the light, "Oh, time delay, um, in I'm busy. Why, do you have scraps to sell?"

Shi Yan nodded hurriedly, and said with a smile: "The wine bottle you picked up is still a little tattered, show me how much you can sell it for."

Old Deng was a little suspicious when he heard that, and looked up and down the time delay, feeling very strange in his heart.Shi Yan had also been here before, and the boy was a baby, so he was somewhat shy and embarrassed to speak, he stood there for a long time before talking about selling things, he could understand it, after all, he was still young.But when he said this today, he was so generous and polite, it seemed like an adult saying it for a while.

Looking at Shi Yan again, although he was still in the same ragged clothes, his face and hands were washed clean, he looked full of energy, and the smile on his face was sunny and pure, which made people feel full of goodwill.

Lao Deng packed up what was left on hand, walked over, took the bag in Shi Yan's hand, looked at it, then put the bag down, poured out all the things, and said with a smile: "I picked up a lot of things. Well, wine bottles are a dime, and you've got eight here. And these kerosene bottles, um, the lead strips from the tires, and these old boards, all right, five bucks, all right?"

Shi Yan immediately bowed with a smile, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, of course. Uncle Deng, thank you for taking care of me."

Lao Deng handed over five yuan from his pocket. Seeing that Shi Yan really looked like an adult, he laughed, patted Shi Yan on the shoulder, and said, "You're welcome, you look like you are suitable for business, and you will make a fortune in the future." Just remember to take care of us."

Shi Yan hurriedly nodded in agreement, said goodbye before returning to his small broken house with the precious five yuan.

He naturally knew that his rags were far from worth five yuan, so he cherished the hard-earned five yuan even more.There is not only the blood and sweat that he has not paid in his previous life, but also the kindness that he has not felt in his previous life.

five yuan.

Shi Yan broke off the moldy part of the steamed bun, ate a little with cold water, and then lay down on his small bed made of two door panels, rubbing his unsteady stomach with one hand, and shaking the piece of soil with the other. The yellow "Wu Yuan" looked at the small hole above his head and began to think carefully.

What can five dollars do?