Resource Tycoon Reborn

Chapter 1 A strange feeling()

If we go back to the past, everything will happen again

will i understand the point of life

Not afraid of setbacks and blows, no empty complaints

Let me see further

If I could go back to the past, I would still fall in love with you

Do you care about never and forever

Or say goodbye briefly after falling in love

give me some space

I no longer make promises lightly

No longer change yourself for anyone

After the trials of life, setbacks in love are inevitable

I still look forward to tomorrow

Haizhuang is an ordinary small town under the jurisdiction of Pingchuan County, Qinxi Province, Republic of China. It is about a four-hour drive from the provincial capital Fengyuan. The small town on the Loess Plateau has a population of about 20,000 people.

, more than 60% of the adults are employees of the Qinxi Calendering Equipment Factory - a heavy machinery factory that moved from the Northeast to guard against the Soviet invasion. In other words, this small town is built around this even though it is

It was established by a machinery factory that ranks among the best in the country.

In 1983, there were only two "main streets" no more than a mile long in front and back and a dirt road connecting the two streets. On both sides of the street, in addition to scattered small shops, there were patches of muddy ground with bungalows.

After heavy rains in summer, the entire street will become muddy, and the thick yellow mud that can reach the ankles is enough to make all pedestrians frown.

The gate of Changzidi Primary School is not far from the busiest intersection of Qian Street. The school is not big, with two dilapidated two-story buildings and a newly built four-story teaching building, plus a

The dusty playground makes up all of it. In the eyes of people after 2000, children dressed in tacky clothes began their "gloomy" childhood here.

"Classmates, your father gave you an orange, and your mother also gave you an orange. How many oranges do you have in your hand?" On the podium, a female teacher in her early thirties, wearing a gray coat and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, was talking.

Give children math lessons.

"Two... two!" All the children worked together, mustered up their courage, and shouted as loud as they could. The voice was so loud that even people standing outside the corridor could hear it clearly.

"Yes, the students are right! One orange plus another orange equals two oranges, so, 1+1=2!" the female teacher said with a smile, while turning around and writing 1+ on the blackboard.

1=2. As my eyes wandered, I saw the boy sitting in the second to last row by the window looking out the window attentively. I don’t know what novelty caught his eye again.

The female teacher couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart, and shook her head helplessly. If it were other children, I'm afraid she would have called him up to answer questions to remind him not to be distracted in class, but for this child,

The first grade math class is really nothing, no wonder he is looking out the window.

When she took over this class at the beginning of the semester, she didn't listen to the class at all. She only slept, practiced calligraphy, read extracurricular books, and looked at the children outside the window. However, it took a lot of effort for her, but no matter whether she talked with him or

After talking to his parents, we tried our best to find out that this child still goes his own way. He does everything except not listen to lectures during class, and he is doing fine. He never disturbs his classmates in class.

But to be honest, this child also has his own outstanding points. At just six years old, he can already read two to three thousand words. According to his own words, among the four major classics except "Dream of Red Mansions", he felt that he couldn't understand it after reading a few chapters.

Besides throwing them away, he has read the other three books no less than three or four times. He can recite the multiplication tables by heart, and arithmetic up to the fifth grade of elementary school cannot be difficult for him at all. Although he did not get full marks in the test, the mistakes are obvious.

It was because of this boy's sloppiness. What surprised these teachers even more was that this child's understanding of geography, history, and literature was not inferior to that of teachers like them. After understanding this child's situation, she

So I stopped caring about him and allowed him to be free in class, as long as he didn't disturb other people's lectures. However, Fang Mingyuan was also a well-behaved child. In addition to reading various extracurricular books during class, he just stared out the window in a daze.

Never mess with other children.

"Oh, this child is really too young. Otherwise, he could consider going directly to junior high school. No wonder he is sitting here carelessly. These courses are not attractive to him at all." The female teacher said on the blackboard while

As I write, I think about it. At this time, especially in this small town, there are no special classes specially set up for those talented teenagers. As for the young college students who will appear in the future, they are even more unheard of.

It's over.

This boy, who is not tall and is even a little short among his peers, is named Fang Mingyuan. His father is Fang Sheng, a native of Qinxi, and his mother is Bai Ping, a third-year student from Yanjing.

I jumped the queue and came to Qinxi. During the recruitment process, I entered the Qinxi Calendering Equipment Factory. Soon I fell in love and got married to Fang Sheng. In addition to the two elderly people in the family, there are also two uncles, one of whom works in Fengyuan and the other is not yet employed.

Two aunts who have just started working.

Fang Mingyuan, who has been taught to read and write by his father since he was three years old, only stayed in the kindergarten for a mere three days when he was a child, and never went to that boring and restrictive place. Fortunately, both old people have retired, and Fang Sheng often

He works the night shift, so he doesn't have to worry about no one at home to take care of him. In addition, this kid has always been sweet-tongued and never causes trouble. Although he doesn't look like Pan An, he is still handsome, and he is the youngest member of the family.

The eldest son and grandson, who wouldn't like such a good boy in the family? Even his parents' co-workers and neighbors around him have always loved him. Especially some young aunts, who hug him every time they see him.

A good make out. And the uncles and aunts who have girls of the same age at home love him even more. The doll in the joke has made three or five families with him.

In China in the early 1980s, although most people were able to live a subsistence life, for the vast majority of people, meat, eggs, sugar, peanuts and other things still needed to be purchased with a ticket. They could only buy them during the New Year and holidays.

It's a good thing that I've been addicted to. It's quite heartbreaking to eat it on a regular basis. Fortunately, Fang Sheng's parents have pensions, and they raise a few chickens at home, and their two aunts contribute part of it to the family every month.

With the salary, they can live a pretty good life in this small town. Giving eggs to their family's darling Fang Mingyuan every now and then is not an excessive burden for them.

Fang Mingyuan put his right hand in his pocket and carelessly fiddled with a boiled egg in his hand. He had long been tired of eating this. In this era, delicacies that are very sophisticated in color, taste, smell and taste are definitely not something that most people can enjoy.

, even if there are enough raw materials, no one has racked their brains to figure it out. Having enough food is people’s first requirement. As for the color, flavor, flavor, and how to make it more delicious, it is not considered by most people.

Within the range.

In order to earn more overtime pay to support the family, Fan Mingyuan's parents did not spend too much time and attention on tedious housework. Most of those housework were still borne by Fang Mingyuan's grandfather and grandma, who lived not far away. But after experiencing

After all the ups and downs since the founding of the People's Republic of China, how can we expect them to have outstanding skills? Therefore, when it comes to eggs, it is either scrambled eggs or boiled eggs, and the "happy" Fang Mingyuan can only choose one of the two.

"Hey, Fang Mingyuan, what are you looking at?" A little boy sitting behind him poked Fang Mingyuan's back, who was staring out the window, and asked in a low voice. There was nothing outside the window except a few poplar trees and an empty playground. Why?

Fang Mingyuan could look at it so fascinated. The little guy was very curious about this and couldn't bear his curiosity and asked.

"Liu Yong! Stand up!" The sharp-eyed teacher noticed his little move almost immediately and shouted immediately. The little boy who was unfortunately called upon had to stand up with a red face and pitifully under the gaze of his classmates. At this time, Fang Mingyuan

Only then did his eyes return to the classroom, and a smile appeared on his little face-this Liu Yong, how come he always forgets to eat and not to fight? This is the countless times he has been punished for talking to Fang Mingyuan in class.

Forced to stand.

Each class in primary school is not long, and soon the clear bell rang. The children who had been suffocating in the classroom for half an hour immediately rushed to the classroom like wild horses without bridles.

On the playground, after all, at this age, there are an absolute minority of children who don't like to play. "Fang Mingyuan, what were you looking at outside just now? I was punished by the teacher for standing still!" Liu Yong, who was punished for standing for five minutes, was confused about what he had just said.

Still thinking about it, he pouted and asked.

Fang Mingyuan smiled slightly and waved his hand, but did not give an answer. Liu Yong muttered a few words in a low voice unhappily, turned around and went out. He had always been afraid of this smart classmate - he was probably the only one in the whole school.

He dared to be distracted in the teacher's class without any scruples, and read extracurricular books without being scolded by the teacher. And he never listened to the class, and he was sure to get a double hundred in every exam, and he was the first in the class. Just based on these two points, he was

It's enough to make most of his classmates look at him with envy mixed with fear. But more importantly, he has a lot of homework that needs help from the desk clerk. If he is unhappy, he refuses to help him.

, he is the one who suffers in the end. Although he is young, he still understands this truth.

"Brother Yuan, don't you go out to play?" A little girl with fair skin and a round face jumped up to Fang Mingyuan, held his hand with a smile and said coquettishly, "Will you go out and play with me for a while? Okay?"

"This little girl who is slightly younger than Fang Mingyuan is named Feng Qian. She is the child of Fan Mingyuan's neighbor. The two families are only separated by a wall. Feng Qian's mother and Fang Mingyuan's father Fang Sheng work in the same workshop, and Feng Qian's father

She is doing military service in other places and will only come back once in a long time. The relationship between the two families is very harmonious. Sometimes Feng Qian's mother works the night shift and Feng Qian is afraid at home, so she will go to Fang Mingyuan's house to sleep. For this lively little sister,

Fang Mingyuan doted on her very much. Not only did he often tell her stories, but he also used his pocket money to buy her food.

"Sissi, I have a boiled egg here, do you want to eat it?" Fang Mingyuan said with a smile. This thing must be given away and cannot always be kept in your hands. Otherwise, if grandma finds out when you go home at noon, you will definitely be nagged again.

After a meal. Fang Mingyuan is not afraid of heaven or earth now. He is only afraid of the old man nagging in his ear, which is simply worse than being beaten.

"Brother Yuan, you don't eat breakfast. Uncle Fang, Aunt Bai will definitely complain about you if she finds out." Feng Qian said softly, "Grandma and grandpa will be unhappy again by then." Feng Qian's father had already

Both parents are dead, and the relationship between the two families is very close, so the grandparents Feng Qian refers to are Fang Mingyuan's grandparents.

"If you don't tell me, how will they know? Do you want to eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I will throw it away!" Fang Mingyuan deliberately looked like he was going to throw the egg out of the window, which frightened Feng Qian and quickly pulled him away.

She grabbed the egg with her hand. You know, her mother would not give her a scrambled egg for several days at home. How could she be willing to give it up? Fang Mingyuan watched with a smile as Feng Qian carefully peeled off the egg skin and ate the whole egg.

, he still takes good care of this little sister.

However, when the class bell rang and Feng Qian skipped back, Fang Mingyuan frowned slightly. Everything that happened just now, including what happened in class, gave him a feeling of déjà vu, as if it had happened a long time ago.

, it just happened, even the little girl’s expression, words, and movements remained unchanged at all. This feeling has happened to him from time to time since he was sensible, and as he grows older, it appears more and more frequently. He is a child.

, naturally feeling deeply uneasy.

But he didn't dare to tell his parents, but he still remembered that after he first encountered this kind of thing, he was so surprised that when he told his parents, the whole family was immediately upset. Grandpa and grandma concluded that he

He was struck by evil spirits, burned incense and worshiped Buddha, so he had to find a magician to exorcise the ghosts from him. His parents felt that this matter was not important, but they couldn't stand the nagging of the two old people, so they still took him there.

After spending two days in the hospital in Fengyuanli, the provincial capital, he suffered a lot because he hated going to the hospital. So since then, in order not to go to the hospital, Fang Mingyuan kept silent about similar incidents that happened again.

Fortunately, apart from causing some mental distress to him, no other consequences have been found so far. Fang Mingyuan, who is afraid of going to the hospital, can only continue to conceal it.