Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Fang Yusheng racked his brains for a long while, but didn't think about the result.

Tossing the two coins that he had just found for change, he walked out of the mall and looked up at the sky, looking confused. At this time, a bus drove past him, and Fang Yusheng saw a group of students sitting in the bus. There was a flash of light in his mind.

First love!

By the way, first love usually happens on campus!

He looked down at the two coins in his palm, walked to the bus station tens of meters away, and found the bus route map. Take a ride from here for two yuan, just to get to Binjiang City No. 3 Middle School. Fang Yusheng didn't hesitate anymore and got on the bus directly.

In the morning, there are many students on the bus, as well as elderly people who go to the park to practice swordsmanship. The bus is very crowded, not to mention the empty seats, even the carriage aisle is full of people.

When Fang Yusheng got in the car, the boys and girls in the car looked at him more. When a girl who was still dozing off saw Fang Yusheng, she had no intention of sleeping, so she quietly took out her phone and took pictures of him.

Fang Yu was tall, and when he reached out his hand slightly, he grabbed the handrail and stood steadily. In a crowded car, when the car brakes, someone is always leaning on him. Fang Yusheng had reason to suspect that the girls in front of him were eating his tofu.

Fang Yusheng moved back quietly and stood among a group of boys.

He is 1.84 meters tall, standing among the fifteen-year-old middle school students, still arrogant.

After finally reaching the third middle school, the students squeezed out of the car. When they all got out of the car, Fang Yusheng straightened the crowded corners of his clothes before getting out of the car. He stood at the door of No. 3 Middle School, looked around, his face showed confusion again.

"This…"

What's the next step?

It was impossible for Fang Yusheng to find clues as the Third Middle School was so big. He simply sat down on the stone pier at the entrance of the school.

As a result, many students saw such a scene——

On the stone pier at the school gate, sat a man wearing a black trench coat and a burgundy scarf. He has long brown hair. Although it is in the shape of a big back, the hair is too long and it is a little messy by the wind. But this mess can't disturb his beauty.

He sat there with his long left leg resting diagonally on the ground, and his right leg resting on his left leg.

The rising sun shone on him, and his oblique figure pulled to the school gate and landed on the words of Binjiang City No. 3 Middle School.

The passing students and teachers couldn't help but peek at this beautiful face and delicate features. Occasionally, when the man raised his head, he stared at you with his eyes like a deep mountain and secluded pool. Whether you are a man or a woman, married or unmarried, young or old, your heartbeat can't help but speed up.

On this day, all students and teachers who have seen the man are very energetic in class.

Fang Yusheng sat at the gate of No. 3 Middle School for nearly forty minutes. He drank the hot cocoa in his hand, and the fingers holding the cup began to get cold. He still didn't get any new clues.

He started to feel anxious.

Where are the clues for a new step?

At about nine o'clock, some vendors selling snacks arrived in tricycles. They occupied the mountain in the empty space at the entrance of the third middle school, and started their business in a rush. Fang Yusheng took a closer look. Some sell Mala Tang, some fried food, and some sell marshmallows and sugar people.

A lame old lady pushed a two-wheeled wooden cart over. She placed the cart next to Fang Yusheng, took out dozens of sweet potatoes from a burlap bag, and baked them in a gap on the periphery of the stove. Fang Yusheng glanced at her more, his eyes staying on her lame leg for a few more seconds.

At ten o'clock, a student ran out, bought a bowl of spicy and spicy, and ate it, and ran to buy fried food. Fang Yusheng found that this old lady's sweet potato business was the worst.

The old lady kept shouting, "Sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, sweet sweet potatoes, six yuan apiece, ten yuan two!"

Although the old lady is not expensive and has a very enthusiastic attitude, few people buy sweet potatoes.

Fang Yusheng couldn't help but ask her, "Auntie, why doesn't anyone buy your sweet potatoes?"

The old lady squinted at him and saw that he was a good-looking man. She chuckled and said with a sad face, "They all said that sweet potatoes eat a lot of farts, and the children are afraid of making a fool of..."

Fang Yusheng: "..."

"Then how much can you sell in a day?"

The old lady said, "It's only fifty or sixty at most."

Fang Yusheng asked again, "You are so old, and you still sell sweet potatoes and don't care about the children in the family?"

The old lady smiled helplessly. She said, "I have no children."

Fang Yusheng was a little surprised.

The old lady may also be a lonely person. Seeing Fang Yusheng’s curiosity, the young man turned over the roasted sweet potatoes and told him, “I had a uterine tumor when I was young, and I had to cut off half of my uterus. If I cut my uterus, I can’t get pregnant. ."

She sighed, thinking of something, in the vicissitudes of life, she was moved and guilty. "Although my wife is a construction worker and hasn't read many books, he is really good to me. Even if I know that the uterus has been cut, I can't give him a baby again, he still insists that I have an operation."

"What's more rare is that he has been very good to me all my life." The old lady stared at the sweet potato, showing relief. "He has never been sorry for me. It's because I'm useless. He can't give him a baby. "

A moment of silence spread between the two.

For a woman, the loss of fertility is a fatal blow. But she is lucky, her husband loves him.

Fang Yusheng looked at the old woman's hands. Her hands had age spots that older people had, but her left hand was wearing an old platinum ring. The ring style is very simple, but Fang Yusheng feels that this ring is more precious than the diamond and gold rings he has seen.

"I've thought about divorcing him before, so that he can find someone who can give birth. The old man will get angry when he hears it." The old lady pinned the white hair behind her ear and said, "I will let him go to an orphanage for adoption. A child, he doesn’t agree, after all, it’s not his own birth."

"No wonder." Fang Yusheng felt deeply in his heart.

"Now the government has subsidies for the elderly. In your case, there should be a few thousand yuan in subsidies a year?" Now the day is better, and the government has increased its support for the orphans. Every year, every poverty-stricken elderly person will receive a subsidy of several thousand yuan. Appropriation of two to three thousand.

The money alone is naturally not enough, but older people generally save money for retirement when they are young. Pension money plus government subsidies can barely make ends meet.

The old lady smiled bitterly when she heard it, "Is that enough? I have high blood pressure and I have to take medicine every day. My wife is getting worse and worse. Last year he had a minor operation. Now he can no longer work. , I always have to make some extra money? Otherwise, someday we will go to the hospital again, neither of us has any money.”

Everyone has everybody's helplessness.

Fang Yusheng has never had a hard time that he can't even pay for medical expenses. He felt sour after hearing what the old lady said.

"It's not easy."

The old lady did not answer.

In one morning, the old lady only sold 23 sweet potatoes. Fang Yusheng also started to be anxious. He still didn't find any further clues. He wanted to call Qiao Jiusheng, but he took a sigh of relief and refused to give in.

The students were over at noon, and the old lady suddenly said, "Today I have to sell 200 of them to complete the task."

Fang Yusheng was worried and didn't pay attention to what she said.

After a while, a few students came to buy sweet potatoes. As soon as they left, the old lady said, "We are going to sell two hundred pieces. This task seems to be impossible to complete."

Fang Yusheng glanced at the old lady and wondered: If you want to sell it, sell it. What do you always tell me?

About ten minutes later, the old lady spoke again, "Sold two hundred, even if the task is completed..."

Fang Yusheng couldn't help it anymore. He said to the old lady, "You can sell at most fifty or sixty a day. Two hundred are too big for you, it's impossible..." Fang Yusheng suddenly muttered.

Two hundred sweet potatoes...

Isn’t it weird that an old lady who originally sold 50 or 60 sweet potatoes a day at most suddenly said that he would have to sell 200 to complete the task?

Also, the idea of ​​completing the task is also very strange.

Fang Yusheng's eyes flashed and he immediately got up and walked to the old lady's side. He smiled amiably, "Auntie, I'll help you sell it."

The old lady said, "You are a good guy."

Fang Yusheng put on his apron, his mouth curled up with a fascinating smile. He yelled at the students--

"Selling sweet potatoes!"

"The sweet potatoes dug up from the house are green and clean, and the meat is sweet and big!"

"Single people are six yuan apiece, couples are ten yuan two!"

"Come and come, buy sweet potatoes, send girlfriends, mothers, and brothers. After eating your sweet potatoes, you will be yours!"

…

Fang Yusheng's strange selling method attracted many students' attention.

"Handsome guy, are you a star? Are you recording a reality show?" A pretty girl came over and saw Fang Yusheng's eyes with stars.

Fang Yusheng shook his head and said solemnly, "Not a show, nor a star." He is only a star of Qiao Jiusheng.

The girl was a little disappointed, she said, "I'll buy one."

"Yes." Fang Yusheng gave her a sweet potato.

The girl said again, "Handsome guy, can I pay by scanning the QR code on WeChat?"

Want his WeChat account?

Fang Yusheng shook his head again, "Classmate, I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

The girl was a little disappointed, and finally gave him six yuan, took the sweet potato, and reluctantly left.

Seeing that the school flower is looking for the handsome guy to buy sweet potatoes, she is not afraid of farting, what else is afraid of!

Soon, a large number of people came to buy sweet potatoes, and the baked sweet potatoes were all robbed. The old lady was busy adding sweet potatoes to the stove. At noon, Fang Yusheng also helped her bake them. During class in the afternoon, someone came to buy dozens of them.

He was busy until three o'clock in the afternoon, and Fang Yusheng only sold more than two hundred.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The mission is complete." Handing the money in his pocket to the old lady, Fang Yusheng stared at the old lady's smiling face and asked her, "Aunty, can you tell me? "

The old aunt laughed and said, "I wanted to tell you directly, but the pregnant beauty said that you must offer to help sell sweet potatoes and complete the task before you can tell you the clues." The old lady counted. Qian said to Fang Yusheng, "The clue is on the school cultural wall."

Fang Yusheng took off his apron, said thank you, and registered with the guard and guard with his ID card before he was allowed to enter the campus. After asking a student, Fang Yusheng found the cultural wall and ran over.

The cultural wall is filled with poems and paintings made by art students at the school. Fang Yusheng looked at a whole wall, calmed down, and looked for clues next to each other.

Those paintings are mostly cute and cute pictures, not like hidden mysteries. Fang Yusheng walked to the poems. These poems are not complete poems, but classic sentences excerpted by art students and written on the wall with a brush.

The people who write poems have a good foundation in calligraphy and painting, and the magnificent writing, with the momentum of sweeping the army.

The first line of poem-water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

The second line of poem-meet Fang Yi smile, send each other into tears.

The third line of poem-parking and sitting in love Fenglin night, frosty leaves are red in February flowers.

…

When Fang Yusheng saw the third poem, there was a flash of light in his mind, and suddenly he thought of a place.

He turned abruptly and ran out of the Third Middle School campus, and took a taxi at the school gate to return to the previous mall. Finding his car parked in the mall, Fang Yusheng drove out of the city. After driving for nearly two hours, he finally arrived at his destination at sunset.

He parked the car, raised his head, and stared at the gate of the scenic spot in front of him. Above the gate, there is a large wooden board with red cinnabar engraved with the words——

Linghu.

This is where Fang Yusheng kissed Qiao Jiusheng for the first time and confessed to her.

A Sheng asked him to come to Linghu, what on earth was he going to do?

The twelfth lunar month is the coldest in winter, and when the sun sets in the evening, the sky is full of the coolness of the night. Driving is not allowed in the scenic area, Fang Yusheng had to walk in. At this time, there are very few tourists in the scenic spot. Even if there are people, they are all people walking outside the scenic spot, so Fang Yusheng, who walked into the scenic spot, is particularly conspicuous.