Chapter 2 Mo Ran ()

In a daze, Zuo Qiu heard his mother's cry. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling that had just been installed in the old house in his hometown.

Zuo Qiu sat up suddenly, looking around, looking confused. He vaguely remembered that he had just obtained his graduation certificate, had a breakup meal with his classmates, and was drunk, riding a bicycle back to the small house he rented. When he passed an intersection, he was hit by a car! How could he return to his hometown? Could it be that he was not seriously injured and was picked up by his parents?

He got up from the sofa bed in the main hall, kicked his slippers, and walked into the yard, feeling a little confused: the yard at home has been covered with concrete in spring, why has it turned back to the land? He held the door frame tremblingly, his legs became weak, and he shouted, "Mom!"

A kind middle-aged woman stretched out her head from the kitchen on the east side of the yard. When she saw Zuo Qiucai, her wrinkles stretched out on her face and said with a smile: "Xiaocai, get up! Go and wash your face, and you'll be fine after a while!"

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Zuo Qiu replied to some physical strength, walked to the well to wash his face, brushed his teeth, and walked to the kitchen door while wiping his hands, saying to his mother who was busy in the kitchen: "Mom, when did I come back?"

The mother looked at Zuo Qiucai in surprise and asked back, "What did you say?" The mother keenly realized that her son seemed a little different, and wiped her hand on the apron, walked over, wiped Zuo Qiucai's forehead, and murmured, "Did you blow the fan all night and get frozen? Well, you don't have a fever, so how could you talk nonsense?"

Zuo Qiu felt his body stiff and his head was sweating coldly. He didn't dare to worry his mother. He forced a smile and said, "It's okay, cook quickly, I'm starving to death!"

When my mother heard this, she felt relieved and turned to look at the noodles cooked in the pot.

Zuo Qiu returned to the main hall in a daze, collapsed on the sofa, his mind was in a mess. Could it be that he really encountered that lucky person, traveled through time, and returned to the past?

Zuo Qiu didn't dare to ask his mother again, so he could only get up and look for the proof of time in the house, turning the three rooms on the left and right upwards, and was not sure. He glanced at the TV on the main hall and watched the TV in the center of the next table. It was over 11:50, and it was not until twelve o'clock. He turned on the TV with trembling hands and moved it to the center, experiencing the real feelings of the death row prisoner before being sentenced, and waiting for the start of the "30th news" at twelve o'clock.

The familiar opening music finally rang out, and a young news host who Zuo Qiu liked said in his peaceful and solemn tone: "Hello everyone, everyone. Today is August 18, 2006, on the 25th of the seventh lunar month, Friday, welcome to watch the 'Thirty-Ten News'..."

Zuo Qiucai's head buzzed, and no other sounds could be heard!

I really traveled through time! I really went back to the past! I went back to 2006! Four years ago! Damn!

Before he could finish his feelings, his mother's voice came from outside: "Xiaocai, go and call your dad back for dinner!"

Zuo Qiu responded, stood up, walked out of the yard dizzy, was mixed by the steps at the gate, and almost fell to eat shit! But he was really lucky!

At the mahjong table, Zuoqiucai and his family were holding bowls and sitting in the main hall, snoring noodles, watching the "Thirty-two" news.

Zuoqiucai's hometown is located at the southern end of the North China Plain. It is a large village with a large population and a large number of people. Because the village is too big, it is divided into more than ten small villages. The Xiaozhuangzi where Zuoqiucai's family is located is located in the northwest of the village, which is called "Northwest Village". Zuoqiucai has four people in his family. His sister, four years older than Zuoqiucai, has already gotten married. Now his parents are the only ones at home. Zuoqiucai has turned 20 years old this year, just graduated from high school and re-educated. In his memory, this year he "defeated everyone's expectations" and was admitted to a third-rate university.

On August 18, 2006, Zuo Qiu could no longer remember what happened in his memory. This summer he had a very easy life. After knowing the college entrance examination scores and filling out his application, he stayed at home to watch the German World Cup. After the World Cup, he began to anxiously wait for the arrival of the admission letter.

After finishing the meal, my father put down the bowls and chopsticks, looked at Zuo Qiucai, sighed indeliberation, and asked, "Xiaocai, your notice has not been sent yet?"

Zuo Qiu, who had already become a human being, lost his uneasiness back then, showed a pretty bright smile to his father, and replied: "Not yet! It's probably only been these two days!"

When the father heard his son's answer so affirmatively, he also showed a rare smile on his face. He nodded and said, "Then, we have to prepare the tuition in advance!"

Zuo Qiu only realized that there was not much money at home now, so he said without comment: "When the notice comes out, let's talk about it when you know the tuition fee!" After saying that, he finished picking up the noodles in the bowl for a few bites, putting down the bowl and chopsticks, and walking outside.

Now, Zuo Qiu has confirmed the fact that he has traveled through time. The panic just now has been forced to suppress by the familiar, unfamiliar, real and absurd life scenes. He walked out of his yard, nodded and greeted the villagers, and walked out of the village.

After walking for more than twenty minutes, he walked to a noon field, and then he dared to roar at the earth without restraint. He jumped and yelled, shouted and vented for half an hour before calming down and slumped on the ground, his mind was still as if he was stirred up by this incredible fact.

Recalling my previous life, those scenes were still in front of me, but I was hit by a car and returned to four years ago! Well, it shouldn’t be just hit by a car, but God’s favor! It’s not a favor, four years ago? What can I do in such a short time?

Those who traveled through time in the past life, who were not "high-tech" with one head, returned to ancient times. Not only could they blow glass, make perfume, and make soap, some could also make hot air balloons and big steel cannons, and either possessed the prince or wiped away the memories of the young master. They would often wear arm-to-shoulder people like Li Shimin and Wang Anshi. They were really heifers who were flying in the air, and they were so awesome! Or they would travel to another world.

The world transforms into a zoo courtyard. Those flying dragons and monsters are like they are raised by their own homes. When they roll their eyes, those powerful monsters will immediately bow their heads; otherwise they will be reborn in modern times, and they will return to the last century. When the reform and opening up is in full swing, they will predict the future, kill all directions, unify the world, and pay tribute to the sect! But I finally reborn and returned to four years ago!

Four years ago, I was still a country bumpkin who had never even been to the provincial capital. Even four years later, I was also an unknown civilian struggling at the bottom of society. If I could have a "rebirth forecast" and let myself know in advance that I would be reborn, I could pay more attention to current affairs, economy, politics, etc. Not to mention taking four years to dominate the world, I could still speculate and make peace with food and clothing! However, God did not say hello to myself in advance, and let myself waste those four years in online novels in vain. I didn't even listen to a few professional courses in college, and I just threw myself back four years ago. What could I do? It was just a dumbfounded moment!

Zuo Qiu was sitting in the wilderness, motionless and stunned. He raised his head until the setting sun set, and let out a breath in the sky. He still didn't think about what he could do in four years. If he couldn't figure it out, let it go first. Anyway, it's been more than four years now, so he can think about it slowly. However, the problem of hunger is endless!

Zuo Qiu stood up, patted his butt, turned over and walked home, and his mother had just prepared dinner. Zuo Qiu had dinner happily, followed his parents to visit his neighbor's house, and also touched mahjong twice. When it was nine o'clock, he went home to sleep abnormally.

Lying on the sofa bed in the main hall, Zuo Qiu smiled mockly. Thinking that this good thing of rebirth might be Huang Liang's dream, and when he closed his eyes and opened it, he returned to four years later; or it might be the joke made by the King of Hell for himself, seeing that he had too deep resentment during his lifetime, he would die with his eyes open, so that he could live the rebirth of yy in the mirror of rebirth, and then he might never be able to open his eyes again!

It’s useless to think too much, so let’s talk about it when you can see the sun tomorrow!
Chapter completed!