Rebirth: I work hard to make money for my village beauty wife

"Bang".

She tripped over something under her feet.

She stumbled and almost fell, and she involuntarily touched her stomach and looked at the ground.

By this time, night had fallen.

There was still a goose-feather snow in the sky.

She couldn't see what was on the ground.

She kicked lightly with her foot, and it was soft.

The mind seems to have realized what is happening.

Suddenly, her anger exploded, her face turned crimson, and her chest trembled violently.

"Die

!" "What are you going to do when you come back!" she

kicked him hard, and turned to walk into the room, with a resentful expression on her lips.

She walked into the room and sat down on the bench to wipe away her tears.

After a few minutes, she couldn't help but walk outside the door and take a look.

"Hongwei, Hongwei, wake up.

She cleared the snow off his face and slapped him in the face a few times, but failed to wake him up.

I slapped it hard a few more times, but there was still no response.

She seemed to sense that something was wrong.

Quickly put his hand into his chest, it was also cold, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating.

She was stupefied!

Her eyes widened, staring at Yang Hongwei on the ground motionlessly.

Is he dead? Is he dead?

Suddenly, a large cloud of snowflakes floated onto her face, and the cold sensation instantly woke her up.

Gotta get him into the house first.

She instinctively realized that she had to move him to a warm space.

She wanted to call someone to come and help her, but her parents had moved to the brick kiln, and she was left alone in the courtyard.

It's snowing so hard again.

She quickly bent down, grabbed his armpits with both hands, and pulled him towards the door.

It was with great difficulty that he was dragged inside.

Ignoring her pregnant body, she hurried to the aisle, picked up a few sticks of dry wood, put them in a basin, lit them, and closed the door casually.

She wanted to make the room as warm as possible.

She leaned over to Yang Hongwei again, let him lie in her arms, rubbed his hands, face, chest and other parts vigorously with her palms, and used her hands to probe his snort and heartbeat from time to time.

Although, she hated the man in front of her very much, the kind of hatred that came from her bones.

But she didn't want the man in front of her to die in front of her.

Maybe she has her own ideas.

During this time, she had already had extremely strong thoughts of suicide, and she wanted to use her death to wake up this man who once loved her deeply.

Maybe that's her fate.

She kept trying, and she didn't stop for a moment.

Even though she was out of breath and sweating profusely, she was always trying her best to revive him.

It seems that a long time has passed, and the firewood in the charcoal basin has been added several times, and the temperature in the house has risen a lot.

She probed his snort again, as if there was a little more life than before.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

He looked around.

The adobe walls were mottled and uneven, and even the wheat straw in the soil was exposed, and the white paper on the walls was already tattered.

The ground is stacked with red bricks, and it is quite flat.

The stove is the classic style of the 80s, with a large square hole underneath and a small hole above the hole, both of which are used to pick up soot outside.

A fire pestle with a round top and a pointed handle stood beside it.

Not far in front of him lay a small bowl on a small, broken table, in which lay a potato and half a sweet potato.

"Where am I

?" "Is there still such a poor place?"

"No

!" "Why do I feel so familiar with this place!" he

muttered.

His mind seemed to be short-circuited at this moment.

He turned his head and glanced back, and the face of a familiar woman was still so delicate and delicate, and it was so beautiful.

"Are you

Wanting?" "You're Wanting!"

he said with tears in his eyes and excitement.

"Is this on the Huangquan Road, thank God for letting me meet my Wanting on the Huangquan Road

!" "I spent my whole life praying!"

"To be able to see you again, maybe the naïve was really moved by me."

He even got up from the ground and knocked his head around him several times.

Meng Wanting's head was filled with black lines, she didn't understand what this man was doing, and she didn't know what he was talking about.

Could it be that his brain was frozen

? Or was he glad that God had given him another chance?

God was really blind this time!

Bringing him back to life would only make me more miserable.

But it doesn't matter! I'm

about to leave this world anyway.

Yang Hongwei still thought that he was wandering on Huangquan Road at this time, and the excitement on his face exploded.

"It's good to have you with me on the Huangquan Road! I have no regrets in my life.

While speaking, she ran to Meng Wanting's side and wanted to hug her, but Meng Wanting subconsciously avoided it.

She thought he was going to beat her up again, as he had done the other day.

Once upon a time, their family's days were the best in the village.

My father opened a brick kiln a few years ago, and the business was booming, and he accumulated a lot of wealth in a few years.

Their family was the first to buy a TV in the village, and it was also a Hitachi color TV bought back from the provincial capital.

Stereoscopic tape recorders, cameras, motorcycles, etc. are all imported from Japan.

The wealth of his family is not only counted in the surrounding villages, but also in the entire Dangcheng County, which is also comparable to few families.

You must know that in 1983, the per capita monthly income was only 30 or 40 yuan, which was still the level of relatively wealthy areas.

In short, what other people don't have, theirs has.

What other people have, theirs will only be better.

Because of this, after Yang Hongwei graduated from high school, the village chief asked the matchmaker to agree and marry his own girl to him.

Meng Wanting can be said to be the dream lover of many young men in the village.

A year after their marriage, they were sweet, happy, and loving.

Originally, everyone thought that they would be happy in the future.

Who would have thought that because of his superior family background, he met a group of fox friends and dogs, and often fooled around together.

Eat, drink, gamble, and splurge on it.

In the beginning, after he drank, he only occasionally played drunken mania, but he never hit her.

For more than a year, every time she lost a gambling card, she ran out to drink, and with the strength of the wine, she poured all her anger on Meng Wanting.

Over time, the gambling debts on his body became more and more, and the debts were high.

Since Yang Hongwei became like this, Meng Wanting rarely went back to her parents' house, although she didn't have a few steps, she felt ashamed.

From time to time, Mom and Dad will help them a little.

But in those days, no one was too wealthy, and they couldn't give too many things to their daughters.

Meng Wanting and his parents reprimanded him more than once and told him to stop, but what they waited for was disappointment again and again.

Meng Wanting was

disappointed in him! His parents were disappointed

in him! Everyone was disappointed in him!

Finally, one day, Meng Wanting ended her young life on a pear tree in an orchard in the north of the village on a snowy afternoon, and took away an unborn fetus.

By the time Yang Hongwei arrived there with her drunken body, she was already three months pregnant, and she was already separated from him forever.

He will never forget the tragedy of his wife when she left this world that day.

It became the nightmare of his life.

"Wake up, you're not dead, and I'm not dead.

"Soon, though, you'll be able to do so.

Meng Wanting said two sentences expressionlessly.

Didn't I celebrate the signing with a couple of business tycoons?

I was in a five-star hotel and had a lot of drinks with a few business partners.

Why did you suddenly appear here?

And I saw my Wanting.

Could it be that I really moved heaven and earth

! Let me be reborn!

He hurriedly searched all over the house, trying to find a calendar to make sure, but there was only a broken clay kang left in the empty room.

Finally, on the wall behind the door, I saw a calendar for the year 1982.

"I should be, I'm probably reborn!" "

No, I have to figure out today's date, and I must not let the events of my previous life repeat themselves in this life."

"Wanting, can you tell me today's date? This is important to me. "

Are you drinking alcohol to spoil your brains?"

"Today is the 28th day of the 1983 lunar month.

Meng Wanting didn't intend to answer his question, but seeing his impatience, she told him, but the tone of her voice was still angry.

"Nineteen eighty-three?"

"It's not too late. He slapped the table excitedly.

"I won't let tragedy happen again, and I'll spend my life loving only one person. "

Thank God for giving me a chance to make amends!" Yang

Hongwei muttered in a low voice, afraid that Meng Wanting would hear it.

Yang Hongwei clearly remembers that in his previous life, on the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month this year, Meng Wanting used a very tragic death to make him sober up instantly.

After that, he left his hometown, went north to Kyoto, and went to Guangzhou and Shenzhen, doing whatever he wanted to make money.

I have set up stalls on the streets, collected tatters and made antiques, poured clothes, daily necessities and electronic equipment, returned to my hometown to do business for a few years, played with stocks, and did futures trading.

Just in time for the spring breeze of reform and opening up, coupled with the material shortage in that era, a hundred wastes were waiting to be rebuilt, so a group of people like him who got rich first were created.

As the saying goes, "Standing on the tuyere, pigs can fly to the sky." "