Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

If you could live your life over again, how would you choose to live? Set a small goal to earn 100 million by investing in real estate? Study hard to lay the foundation from an early age, use your foresight to get the correct position in the civil service, and guide the country to the top of life? Or accumulate funds to kill

Enter the stock market and become the world's richest man...

Now Yang Dongxu tells you how to choose. The plan you just thought of is nonsense. How to eat enough now is the most important thing. Especially for a child under six years old.

So everything I said before has nothing to do with Yang Dongxu. He is still just a child. A child who is confused and in extreme shock. It seems that he is possessed by a ghost. Soon his growling stomach pulls him in.

in the real world.

Reborn... This is Yang Dongxu's first feeling.

He pinched himself hard, it hurt, it hurt a lot, and he was still very hungry. The feeling of a cold wind blowing through his butt and his childhood memories overlapped to prove that none of this was fake.

Yang Dongxu is an employee of a state-owned enterprise. As an authentic rural child born in the 1970s, he went to a brick kiln to carry bricks and used a few acres of land at home to work as a vegetable farmer. Later, he caught up with the big wave of talented people with golden rice bowls going to work in the sea.

I jumped in without hesitation and started a small business.

For example, some people were very foresight and learned to repair bicycles and some electrical appliances, but they did not have the spirit and long-term vision to keep up with the development of the times and were eliminated within a few years.

Finally, after many twists and turns, he joined a state-owned enterprise and became a glorious assembly line worker. Even though he was in his forties, he was still single. In rural areas, he was commonly known as "scratched".

In fact, Yang Dongxu is still alive. He worked hard in the first half of the year. In the second half of the year, he took leave and bought a set of second-hand equipment to pretend to be an old donkey. He learned to go hiking with others. As a result, one of the team members disappeared not long after he went up the mountain.

During the search, he saw a bright light behind a big tree. He walked from the front of the tree to the back of the tree without seeing what the light was. He seemed to have traveled back in time and space to his childhood.

"Really reborn..." Yang Dongxu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart after running all over the house, rushing out and looking at the surrounding bamboo forest and familiar jujube trees.

It seemed like there was a bit of extreme ecstasy, but also a bit of sadness. My eyes were moist and I wanted to cry but couldn't. For a moment, I felt like I had turned over a five-flavor bottle.

"Asako, Asahi..." Several little kids wearing crotchless pants with runny noses shouted and ran over from the intersection.

All the children were wearing cotton trousers, with a rope tied around the ankles to prevent wind leakage. As for how to prevent wind in the open position, no one has considered this for the time being. A big toe can be vaguely seen in the worn cotton shoes, and the cuffs of the cotton-padded jackets on the upper body are used to wipe away snot from time to time.

Shake it aside and hold it up to your nose to act as a rag...

"Where are you going to play?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a long time before he could react.

These few in front of me are all childhood friends and can be considered my cousins, but they are not close to each other. To be precise, the people in Yangjia Village are somewhat related to each other. In my grandfather's generation, almost all of them belong to the same grandfather.

, otherwise the grandfather’s grandfather must be the same grandfather.

"'Zangmama', do you want to join us?"

Zangmama is a rural dialect, which means hide and seek. Together with the blind man, it is the two trump card games in childhood.

There are many people playing Tibetan Mama in rural areas, mainly because each family has two or three children, sometimes even five or six. Children in rural areas do not go to school until they are seven or eight years old, and some even go to school when they are nine years old. Naturally, they start school before they go to school. Come on, Yang Dongxu only heard about kindergartens and nurseries when he was in junior high school, and now he can’t even see them.

Naturally, if there are many people, one cannot hide alone. Instead, two people should form a team with the palms of their hands first, then the people with the palms of their hands, and the people with the backs of their hands. One team hides and the other searches. Rural areas are large, on haystacks, and trees. In the fields, mice can crawl into holes if they are big enough, so an afternoon can easily pass after going back and forth a few times.

"Xu Zi, who asked you to come out? Didn't they not let you get some air? Hurry in and play by yourselves. Will I wait a few days for Xu Zi to recover before playing with you?" A loud voice came from a distance, and several friends Dispersed in a hurry.

In the distance, a short and fat rural woman walked over with a three-year-old girl in her arms. Behind her was a dark-skinned male laborer who was not short but slightly thin (the rural couple was married or adult). a title for a man).

The woman is of course Yang Dongxu's mother, Ran Yongying, the man is his father, Yang Ruxi, and in his arms is his little sister Dandan. In this era when there was no family planning, Yang Dongxu also had a sister.

My sister Hongying went to her grandma's house the day before yesterday and hasn't come back yet. My sister Dandan is a little noisy at home. Yang Dongxu had a bad cold two days ago and almost developed pneumonia.

I took medicine in the morning and went to sleep. My mother was afraid that my sister would wake Yang Dongxu up, so she closed the door and took her out to have a short visit with people from the same village.

When my father came back at this time, it was obvious that the production team had nothing to do and held a summary meeting every other day every three days. The main reason was that the production team didn't want to eat at noon, so they chatted all morning and then went back to each house to find their mothers.

Since last year, the big pot meal has ended. Every time I eat, there is more in this bowl and less in that bowl. My bowl is too thin and yours is thick. There are conflicts every day.

So the captain of the production team waved his hand and received rations according to work points. He took the grains and went home to cook, so as not to have a lot of weird words and fights from time to time over a grain of rice.

After being kicked back into the house, my father cooked a pot and my mother started cooking. Noodles with cabbage and cabbage were the theme of rural meals. The oil and water were pitiful. This was the treatment just after the Chinese New Year. There was no oil star at all when eating noodles.

The big shot Yang Dongxu, who was about the same size as his own head, stuffed a bowl to feel full. He used a clean bowl as a tea cup and took another packet of medicine. After a while, Yang Dongxu fell asleep in a daze.

Rural children have thick skin and become active again after two days of weakness after eating a few bowls of rice.

Yangjia Village is said to be a village, but it is better to say that it is a few large square houses. This house does not mean a large courtyard.

Instead, trenches were dug all around, leaving only a three- to four-meter entrance and exit in front for oxcarts to pass through. The trench was four to five meters wide and more than two meters deep. The water did not dry out all year round, forming a natural protection and the feeling of a moat.

The square area surrounded by trenches in the middle is called a house. Basically, the people living in a house are people with the same surname, either the same grandfather, or the grandfather of the same grandfather.

Yangjia Village is not small, with four houses in total. The house where Yang Dongxu's family is located is in the south, so it is called the front house, followed by the back house, the east house and the west house.

The back house is the oldest house. Later, due to the large population, the family was divided after the sons got married, and gradually there were the east house, the west house and the front house. Therefore, the seniority of the people in the back house is generally higher than that of the other three houses.

"Xuzi, come to Yanghuopi, are you here to do it for real or not?" In the morning, he cooked a whole steamed bun with soybean paste and filled a bowl of porridge. He just took his three-year-old sister in hand when his mother shouted.

After walking out of the house, a few little kids in the house ran over.

There are about twenty or thirty families in Nanzhai. The older ones have all gone to school today, so there are still a dozen little kids like Yang Dongxu in the village who have not gone to school.

Matching skin means playing with matching skin. Matching skin is the piece of paper after the outer skin of an old matchbox is separated. A matchbox can be divided into two matching skins. There are various patterns and bright colors*

*This is a collector's edition with beautiful features. It is only shown to you and will not be used for playing.

The patterned matcha skin is on the front, and the one without pattern is on the reverse side. The front side is up and the reverse side is down. Take a stack together and fold it in the middle, then throw it hard on the ground. The stacked matcha skins will bounce up when they hit the ground.

After landing, the person who turns upside down is considered the winner and puts it away.

Then, without touching the match skin, fan the wind and sweep it from the side of the match skin. Use the wind to fan the front match skin to the reverse side, which is considered a win and taken away. If you don't fan it, the opponent will take it.

You can touch the ground with your hands, but you can't unbutton your cotton-padded jacket and leave it open to help with the wind. This is the rule. As for the real thing, whoever wins is the winner.

The fake thing is that whoever has the match skin takes it out and then divides it up to play together. If there are more people, divide the palms and backs into two teams. Rock, scissors, decide who starts first, until one team wins the match skin from the other team, it ends. If you want to play, continue dividing.

Start over. If you don’t play anymore, whoever took out the match skin still belongs to whom.

"What's so fun about yanghuo skin? Let's go for a walk in the river to cool down?" Although Yang Dongxu's childhood skill was to slap yanghuo skin, he was unrivaled in Yangjia Village and even made his classmates cry when he went to school.

But as a person who pretends to be over 40 years old in his body, it's okay to recall his record of killing everyone when he was a child, but he really can't pull that face off now.

"If you don't go, my mother will beat me if she knows." Da Liang shook his head, and the other children followed him and secretly looked behind Yang Dongxu.

Yang Dongxu stiffened, then turned around anxiously, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that his mother had not gone out. It was the first month of the new year, and the temperature began to rise.

However, this year is obviously colder than previous years. Although the time for walking on the ice has passed, the Robinia River not far from Yangjiacun is still freezing and there is no problem for Gaba.

A group of little kids going to play on the ice is obviously prohibited by their parents, especially if there are no other adults watching. It is inevitable that they will be caught and have their butts fried with meat.

"Let's go and discuss over there." Yang Dongxu waved his hand, quite like taking the lead, and walked outside with five or six little kids and his sister. After discussing at the door of the house, they probably haven't left yet.

I was beaten up by my mother, so it was better to stay away and plan accordingly.

There is a bamboo forest outside the house. The adults are busy with home affairs at this time and there is no need to go to the fields in winter, so there are no people around. Yang Dongxu, Da Liang and other friends squatted in a circle.

"Does Daliang want to eat fish?" Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows, looking like an old man tempting a little girl to see the goldfish, and Daliang was still a five-year-old boy.