After rebirth, I got hypermemory

Climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt to his chest, Yan Xiao propped the back of his head with his arms, lay flat, didn't fall asleep at first, opened his eyes and thought about Rong Yu.

Thinking about Rong Yu in the previous life, thinking about the Rong Yu I met just now, thinking about how my luck is so good?

I wonder if it is because of the visit to Guiyuan Temple during the Chinese New Year, the number of arhats is good, and the incense is burned piously.The master who unscrambled the lottery pointed to the eight words "White horse riding on the dream, respectable east bed" on the sign and told him that the sign was signed, and a destined person was coming.

Yan Xiao didn't believe it at the time, the master closed his eyes and stood aloof, put his hands together and said yes or no.He thought about it, spent a lot of sincerity, and asked to return a Jade Guanyin.

At this moment, he felt that the master was very spiritual, and he must return to the temple this year to fulfill his vows.

I would also like to go with Rong Yu, and then ask that master to calculate their marriage for them.

I also thought that Rong Yu is so pitiful, he still has to work as a substitute driver to make money at such a late hour, and he is still being harassed...

Thinking of the kiss he used to harass someone, Yan Xiao stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. The wound had already scabbed, and he raised his hand again, fingers stretched in the darkness... He and Rong Yu from the previous life to this life, talking about it There are many days, but only two kisses.

Both times were Yan Xiao's initiative, and both times seemed to be mistakes.Rong Yu was very angry, so Yan Xiao was also unhappy.

He obviously likes Rong Yu so much, but he always makes him angry.Yan Xiao didn't want to, but besides kissing Rong Yu, he didn't know what else he could do.

When will you be able to touch Rong Yu's face with your hand?Yan Xiao felt that he couldn't wait any longer. When the person hidden deep in his heart came before him alive, he didn't want to wait for a minute.

He couldn't bear the thought that Rong Yu would continue to drive for someone else tomorrow... Yan Xiao thought about everything, tossed and spread pancakes on the bed for a while, and finally fell asleep.

This sleep was deep and long.

Rong Yu doesn't sleep as well as he does, hypermemory makes him often suffer from insomnia.

Although I took the medicine, it took a while for the medicine to take effect.Taking advantage of this time, he finished filling out the questionnaire, edited another video, and watched the illegal mining video of Hehua Village that he secretly filmed last time twice.

Rong Yu has always had a mystery in his heart about the secret filming in the lotus village, and he was discovered and then drove wildly after him.

Normally speaking, not at all.

He always felt that something was hidden, but judging from the video, there was nothing particularly suspicious.

To put it simply, the government issued a red-headed letter at the end of last year ordering the closure of private coal mines, and all the machinery and equipment and workshops in the private mines in the city were sealed.

However, the seal of the private mine in Hehua Village was torn off by the villagers, and the ore began to be transported out again.

Someone sent an email to Rong Yu to provide this clue. He was very interested in this kind of news, so he took the time to rush over.

Unable to enter the mine entrance, Rong Yu only took a few shots outside the gate.

Broken seals, orderly mines, roaring machines, shuttle trucks...

When Rong Yu finished filming and was about to leave, he was discovered by the people in the mine, which eventually caused him to have a car accident.

The fog couldn't be cleared away, Rong Yu closed his eyes hard and then opened them again, deciding not to think about it.

He clicked the mouse a few times and mosaiced the faces in the video, as well as the mine workers shouting "Who are you?" "What are you doing?" "Don't run!" "Catch up! "Snatch the things he photographed." He also blurred out these few words with voice-changing software.

Then click save.

Rong Yu likes his job very much. He works hard to record and expose the truth, but he believes that the responsibility of a reporter is not only that, but more important than recording and exposing is to respect and awaken human nature. This is the meaning of his work and the meaning of his life. Where the passion of life lies.

Opening the mailbox habitually, Rong Yu flipped through the mail.

He sent the video of Lotus Village to three people, Xia Kuancheng, An Yuan, and Boss Kun.

Xia Kuancheng and An Yuan have already confiscated the mail, but Boss Kun has not yet confiscated it.

Rong Yu thought for a while, and clicked Cancel Send after Boss Kun's mailbox.

After finishing all these things, Rong Yu raised his arms high and stretched his waist, turned off the phone, stood up, and forced himself to lie down on the bed for a while.

After sleeping for less than 4 hours, when Rong Yu got up in the morning, grandpa had already bought chicken comb dumplings and soy milk, put them together on a dinner plate, and put them on the dining table.

Rong Yu fell asleep this time as if he hadn't slept, his head was groggy, he ran into the bathroom blindfolded, washed his head again, and came out wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"Why do you wash your hair so early in the morning?" Grandpa stood by the dining table in a snow-white Tai Chi suit.

"Huh?" Rong Yu blinked.

"Don't wash your hair in the morning, how many times have I told you?" Grandpa frowned.

Rong Yu dragged the dining chair out, sat down, tilted his head and wiped his hair, "Why? Isn't washing in the morning and evening the same?"

Grandpa took a step towards the dining table, clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, stood with his knees slightly bent, and spoke slowly, "Washing your hair in the morning will wash away all the yang energy on the top of your head, which will hurt your body and kidneys." .I told you, anyway, you always ignore my words."

"Ah? It's not grandpa. Why did I get involved with the kidneys after washing my hair?" Rong Yu hung a towel around his neck, brought over a cup of soy milk, inserted a straw into it with a "plop", bowed his head and drank a couple of sips.

"We Chinese, we only pay attention to the unity of man and nature." Grandpa said leisurely.

Rong Yu was serious, "What does the unity of man and nature have to do with washing your hair and hurting your kidneys?"

Grandpa was unhurried, and his knees were bent a little more, "Well... it can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words."

Rong Yu looked up at his grandfather and smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll drink two sips of soy milk to nourish the kidneys."

"Soy milk doesn't nourish the kidneys." Grandpa half-closed his eyes like a fairy.

"Then what is the soy milk for?" Rong Yu asked.

"There are a lot of soy isoflavones in soy milk, which can supplement estrogen. Men should drink less." Grandpa said.

"Then you still buy it every time?"

Grandpa smiled generously, "I didn't see that you like to drink." After a pause, he said, "Xiaoyue can drink more, their little girl drinks this beauty."

Rong Yu: ...

He grabbed the soy milk and shook it, hesitating for two seconds between drinking or not, Rong Yu picked up the straw and drank half of the cup.

Then he picked up a chicken comb dumpling with chopsticks, took a bite, the skin was soft and crispy, and the meat filling was fragrant, even more fragrant than Lingbozhuang's fried buns, Rong Yu took two bites in succession very satisfied.

A mouthful of dumplings and a mouthful of soy milk, Rong Yu ate leisurely. Seeing that there were 4 or 5 cockscomb dumplings left on the plate, he turned to his grandfather and asked, "Grandpa, have you had breakfast yet?"

"I have eaten, how can I eat so late." Grandpa replied.

"Then you bought so much today?" Rong Yu asked.

"Oh," grandpa patted his head while maintaining his standing posture, "I brought it to Kuancheng, tell him to come down and eat."

"You told Brother Kuan to bring him breakfast?" Rong Yu asked.

"I told you, I told him last night." Grandpa straightened his knees, shook them, and squatted down again.

"What about the others? Why haven't they come down yet?" Rong Yu took a sip of soy milk.

"He said to eat with you when you wake up." Grandpa started to breathe in his belly, and his stomach rose and fell under the loose Tai Chi suit.

Rong Yu leaned his elbows on the table, holding the chicken comb dumpling, "And then?"

"He probably didn't know you were awake yet, I didn't tell him," said the grandfather, "You call him and tell him to come down."

Rong Yu smiled and shook his head, put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out a napkin to wipe his hands clean, took out his mobile phone and dialed Xia Kuancheng's number, and after connecting, he said a few words and asked him to come down for breakfast.

Putting down the phone, he asked grandpa again, "Where is Xiaoyue? She stayed up late yesterday, is she still sleeping?"

"I'm up." Xiaoyue stood on the balcony, turned around and knocked on the glass door between the balcony and the living room.

"Wake up so early? What are you doing? Come over for dinner." Rong Yu raised his chin at Xiaoyue.

"Recite the words, wait, there are still 5 left, eat after memorizing." After speaking, Xiaoyue turned around, turned her back to them, and looked down at the vocabulary list in her hand.

Xia Kuancheng's fingerprints had long been recorded in the fingerprint lock of Rong Yu's house. He entered the door by himself, walked straight to the dining table, called "Hello, Grandpa", and then pulled out a chair to sit beside Rong Yu , raised his hand and rubbed Rong Yu's hair.

"Have you washed your hands yet?" Rong Yu pushed the plate and chopsticks in front of Xia Kuancheng.

"I've washed it, I just washed it at home." Xia Kuancheng smiled.

"Hurry up and eat while it's hot." Rong Yu said.

Xia Kuancheng picked up a dumpling, turned his head to look at Rong Yu, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't sleep well?"

Rong Yu gave a casual "hmm" and brought Xia Kuancheng a cup of soy milk, "Drink this to replenish estrogen."

"What the hell?" Xia Kuancheng thought he had heard wrong.

"Grandpa bought it for you," Rong Yu pursed his lips and smiled, "He wants to raise you to be fair and beautiful."

"Then what are you drinking for? You are already beautiful." Xia Kuancheng also laughed.

"That's right, so as the big brother, you can't fall behind, you have to catch up." Rong Yu bowed his head and took a big sip, "Ziz".

After Rong Xiaoyue finished reciting the words, she jumped over and sat on the other side of Rong Yu.

The three talked and laughed, and buried themselves in breakfast.

Grandpa Rong finally finished standing, put his hands down to close his posture, straightened up, and opened his eyes. The high imitation picture of a happy family of three in front of him made him feel that he had to say something.

Rong Yu is already 24 years old, and Xia Kuancheng is also 26 years old.

One is old enough to fall in love, and the other is ready to get married.

There was a kind light in Grandpa's eyes, he put his hands behind his back, and cleared his throat, "You two should not be busy with work all the time, you should think about your personal issues."

"Cough cough..." Xia Kuancheng choked heavily on the soy milk, Rong Yu who was next to him threw his chopsticks on the table, covered his mouth, his eyes were slightly red.He bit his own tongue just now, and it hurt.

Rong Xiaoyue was the calmest. She took a big bite of chicken comb dumplings, her mouth was bulging, "Brother Kuancheng is going to marry Sister Bai, right?"

"Yeah." Xia Kuancheng took the napkin that Rong Yu handed over, and wiped the soy milk that choked on his chin and mouth just now.

"Look, Grandpa, Brother Kuancheng has his own arrangements, what are you in a hurry for?" Xiaoyue looked at Grandpa.

"What's the rush for me, an old man? I'm not in a hurry, I just remind them if I have nothing to do." Grandpa said.

"But brother, what's the matter with you? I've never met your girlfriend," Xiaoyue bumped Rong Yu's arm, "Did you have a lot of conversations without telling us?"

"No." Rong Yu raised his head and drank the remaining soy milk.

"I don't believe it." Xiaoyue said.

"Don't believe me," Rong Yu put the empty cup on the table, "Leave your business alone, I'll tell your head teacher at the parent-teacher meeting next time, there's too little homework."

"Chi -" Xiaoyue made a face at him.

"She can't control me." Grandpa stood beside him and gave Rong Yu a glare.

"Oh, grandpa, what are you messing with her little brat?" Rong Yu hurriedly grabbed a napkin and got up, "I'm done eating, I'm going to cut the film, you guys eat slowly."

After speaking three steps and making two steps, he rushed into the study.