Even after being reborn, how can I still be trapped by her?

Li Changle wanted to sleep until dawn.

But this young body has its own biological clock, and it woke up naturally at six o'clock in the morning.

He looked around the room and confirmed it again, only to find that everything that happened yesterday was not a dream.

He lay in bed for a while, until the sun shone on his face through the window where he forgot to draw the curtains last night, and then he got up reluctantly.

Picking up the mirror on the bedside desk, Li Changle looked at his young self in the mirror, thinking that this broken child with no hair growing out was not as attractive as himself in his thirties.

Although his temperament was not good, this immaturity was something he had never had after many years. After looking at it for a long time, this young face was barely okay.

He rubbed his face, picked up a piece of clothes and put it on, then scratched his head and opened the door to leave the room.

In the living room, he heard the sound of a spatula in the kitchen. Li Changle walked slowly to the yard and saw his father Li Weidong wiping his beloved motorcycle. Mom was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Li Changle looked up at the sky, then lazily lay down on the recliner in the yard, basking in the warm autumn morning sun.

Not long after, mom Zheng Ping came out of the kitchen wiping her hands, and saw her son basking in the sun in the yard, and said in surprise.

"Hey~, why did you get up so early today? Didn't you sleep until 9 or 10 o'clock when you went home on vacation? It's just right, you go to the village clinic to buy a bottle of safflower oil, and I'll help you wipe it when you come back, so that the bruises on your body will heal faster! Do you have money?"

Li Changle heard what his mother said, reached out and touched his pocket, and then he remembered that his clothes were all new, and his pocket was cleaner than his face. He looked up and said, "No, the remaining living expenses should be in the clothes I changed yesterday. I forgot to take them out when I changed them yesterday."

"This child, he loses things every day."

Zheng Ping complained while taking out two from his pocket. Ten yuan, walked over and handed it to Li Changle, and said: "Here, go quickly and come back, breakfast will be ready soon."

Li Changle took the money, got up lazily and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned around and looked at Li Weidong who was wiping the car and said: "Dad, let me ride your precious motorcycle for a while, I don't want to walk!"

Li Weidong looked up and glanced at his son, and said unhappily: "Get out, it's only a two-minute journey, ride a fart bike. Walk by yourself!"

Seeing that Li Weidong disagreed, Li Changle could only curl his lips and walk by himself, thinking that it was indeed the old guy in his family, still the same.

He watched a broken motorcycle so closely, but he was reluctant to let himself ride it. Didn't you just ride it secretly when you just bought it and broke the headlight of your car? As long as you remember it for so long? How stingy.

Just wait, I won't let you drive a car when I buy one in the future!

Li Changle walked towards the village clinic while swaying and muttering in his heart.

There were not many people on the village streets early in the morning. When I passed by the village store, I saw my neighbor, Uncle Er, coming out with a bunch of fishing gear.

Uncle Er was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, and it seemed that he had gone in to buy cigarettes.

Uncle Er was Li Changle's cousin, of the same generation as Li Weidong, but much older than Li Weidong.

Li Changle was quite polite, and greeted him politely, saying, "Uncle Er, are you going fishing?"

Uncle Er heard the voice, looked up and saw Li Changle, and instinctively hid the newly bought fishing rod behind him. Seeing that Li Changle had no intention of coming over, he said cheerfully: "Yes, let's go fishing, Changle, are you on vacation?"

Li Changle did not hide it and said frankly: "No, I had a fight. My parents picked me up from school yesterday."

The second uncle, who was a little presbyopic, took a serious look at Li Changle's bruised face and said: "Oh, you are all bruised! Did you win or lose?"

The second uncle was a little unskilled, and Li Changle was almost the same. He said proudly: "How could I lose? I fought several people alone. The leader was beaten badly by me, and I only suffered some superficial injuries."

"That's okay, he is the child of our Li family! What? Why did you fight?" The second uncle praised, and then remembered to ask the reason for the fight.

"That bastard bullied female classmates, I can't stand it." Li Changle said casually.

"That's as it should be. Young men should have some courage to stand up when they see injustice. Don't be a coward!" Uncle Er gave a thumbs up and approved of Li Changle's behavior.

"Of course!" Li Changle was also very pleased.

As the two were chatting, an old woman came out of the store, holding a bag of salt in one hand and a cane in the other hand, and started to beat Uncle Er.

While beating him, she said, "Li Laoer, you are not a human being. You only know how to teach the younger generation bad things every day? You have led these bastards astray. They are so old, but they are still not serious every day. I beat them."Die, you bastard!"

The second uncle is the second in this generation, and this old lady Li Changle should be called grandma, who is one generation older than the second uncle.

After receiving the first blow, Li Laoer hurriedly dodged the subsequent cane, saying as he dodged: "Hey, Fourth Mother, why are you hitting me? I didn't say anything wrong. How can young people not have some blood?"

"You still say that! I'll beat you to death, you idiot!" Seeing that Li Laoer still dared to quibble, the old lady raised her cane and was about to continue beating.

"Hey, hey, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore, I'm going fishing! "The second uncle said as he hid and ran away with his fishing gear.

After driving away Li Laoer, the old lady looked at Li Changle and told him, "Lele, don't listen to that bastard Li Laoer. Don't dare to fight. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Listen to the fourth grandmother. If you encounter something, just endure it and it will pass. If it doesn't work, call the police. Don't fight, understand?"

No matter what he thought in his heart, facing the old man's concern, Li Changle still said happily, "I know, fourth grandmother."

People who have to argue with the old man about right and wrong at this time are generally not very smart.

After saying goodbye to the fourth grandmother, Li Changle walked slowly to the health room.

After waiting for him to stagger back home, the round trip of less than five minutes took him half an hour.

Seeing her son lazily coming in, Zheng Ping scolded him unhappily, "I asked you to buy safflower oil, but you took so long. Where have you been? He is so careless and unruly all day long. "

Li Changle said casually: "I met my uncle next door who went fishing and chatted with him for a while."

"Let's eat, the dishes are almost cold." Zheng Ping said nothing more and told Li Changle to put down his food and eat.

Breakfast was simple, porridge, steamed buns and seasonal vegetables. Although there was no meat, it was delicious.

Li Changle drank a sip of porridge at the right temperature and took a bite of the crispy cold cucumber. After a few bites, he heard his mother suddenly ask: "I remembered, did you take your uncle's fishing rod?"

Li Changle was slightly stunned. After thinking about it, he remembered what happened and said: "Who took it! What do you mean by taking it? I borrowed it, so what's wrong with me borrowing it to use!"

"Borrowing is also taking. If you take it, you should return it to your uncle. You came to my house to ask for it that day, and I don't know where you hid it! "Zheng Ping glanced at her son who was quibbling and scolded him.

"I won't." Li Changle turned his head away stubbornly, unwilling.

"It's someone else's stuff, give it back to him!"

Li Changle still didn't want to, lowered his head and said: "No, he has so many fishing rods and he can't use them all, what's wrong with me taking one to play with!"

"That's someone else's stuff, why don't you listen to me, kid!" Zheng Ping poked her son's head with her finger.