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"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, get up. It's almost midnight, get up and eat some dumplings."
Feng Yu felt that the voice was a little strange, but at the same time he felt very friendly. He agreed in a daze, opened his eyes, and saw a young face that only existed in his memory.
"sister?"
"Wake up, go wash your face quickly. I told you not to drink, but you have to drink. Why don't you fall asleep without even watching the Spring Festival Gala." Feng Danying said with a smile.
Spring Festival Gala? Today is New Year's Eve
Feng Yu glanced around confusedly. He saw a small room of less than six square meters, a single bed, patched bedding, an old wooden table, and a 20-watt incandescent lamp above his head, emitting It was dimly lit, and the walls were still covered with old newspapers, which contained some important national events that he could no longer remember.
Isn't this the old house on his family's farm when he was a child? But this house has long since been demolished due to the construction of small towns. And how did his sister become so young
Feng Yu raised his hand and realized that this was definitely not a prank, because his hands had become smaller and his arms had become thinner.
He suddenly jumped down from the bed and stood next to the door frame. There were marks on it that he would make with a knife every New Year's Day. The highest line, 1988, 166 centimeters.
Is it 1988? He hasn't graduated from junior high school yet
He pinched himself hard and almost cried out in pain. Wasn't this a dream
Feng Yu opened the door and came out. His mother was cooking dumplings in a large pot in the kitchen. He lived in a small house, with the kitchen just outside the door and the living room on the other side of the kitchen, which was called the main room on the farm.
"Now that you're up, are you going to drink again?" Zhang Muhua glanced at his son lovingly.
Feng Yu looked at his mother, who still had black hair, with moist eyes.
"Mom, thank you for your hard work."
"Child, what are you talking about? Wash your face quickly and go inside to watch TV for a while. The dumplings will be ready soon." Zhang Muhua was very pleased when he heard the words "Thank you for your hard work". His son has grown up.
When Feng Yu saw his father sitting on the bench in the living room, his lips trembled. When he was just able to make money in the future, his father was diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor and passed away within three months without even spending a penny of his earnings.
Feng Yu felt very uncomfortable for a long time because his son wanted to support him but refused to be kissed.
"dad."
Feng Xingtai turned to look at his son: "You're up, are you still dizzy? Let's watch some TV. The National Dance Festival is really festive."
"I'm not dizzy anymore. The drunkenness has passed. Dad, I want to drink some with you later." Seeing the anger on his father's face, Feng Yu quickly explained, "Just beer."
He has never had a drink with his father a few times in his life. Feng Yu now has a strong desire to drink with his father again.
"I haven't longed for memory yet, okay, I'll drink some later. I'll see if you can get up tomorrow to say New Year greetings! Danying, go get two bottles of beer."
Feng Danying shook her head helplessly and turned to get the beer and cup.
There is also a single bed with a quilt on it in the main room. Feng Danying went to school and lived on campus. When she came back from vacation, she lived in the back room with her mother. Feng Xingtai slept on this bed. But three years ago, Feng Yu was still sleeping.
There is a three-door vertical wardrobe on the west wall of the living room, and there are two suitcases on top of the wardrobe. On a solid wood table, there is a 14-inch black and white TV, and the Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV.
There is a folding round table in the middle of the living room, which is already filled with dishes, bowls and chopsticks. There were eight dishes in total, but all were leftovers from the evening. There are chicken, fish and elbows, all eight dishes are meat dishes, and none of them are vegetarian.
Feng Yu did not watch TV, but walked to the closet and looked carefully in the mirror. Although the light was not very good, Feng Yu could still see himself clearly. He was clearly only a teenager, with only a little beard sprouting under his nose.
He looked at the calendar on the wall at the door. It was February 16, 1988, New Year's Eve.
He was now certain that he was reborn!
The mother quickly cooked the dumplings. Feng Yu and Feng Danying went to the kitchen to help bring the dumplings. After the four of them sat down, Feng Xingtai picked up the chopsticks.
"Xiaoyu, you're still drinking!" Zhang Muhua glared at Feng Yu.
"Mom, just let me drink some more during the Chinese New Year."
Feng Xingtai also said a few words of help, Zhang Muhua shook his head and let them go. Feng Yu also diligently poured a glass of beer for his mother and sister. The whole family must have a drink.
"Dad, Mom, Sister, Happy New Year, cheers!"
Feng Yu took a bite of these leftovers on the table and found them extremely delicious. In this era, there were no hormone additives like those of later generations. The fish, rabbits, etc. are all wild, and the chickens and pigs are all domestically raised. The two of them ate these dishes, just dumplings, and drank a bottle of beer each. Feng Xingtai would not let him drink more.
After eating, Feng Yu washed up and went back to his hut to lie down. While lying on his bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't help but think of his life before rebirth.
Feng Yuben is a middle-aged man in his forties who works as the leader of an investment team in a small investment company. I have done everything from stocks, futures, gold, and crude oil. I am not very successful, but my income is not bad.
He has a wife but no children. His father died of illness at an early age and his mother lives with him.
He remembers that it was the spring of 2015. In order to take his wife abroad for infertility treatment, he wanted to make more money, so he invested all his family’s savings, including the money obtained from house and car mortgages, into the stock market. According to His prediction is that this is a bull market, and even fools can make money.
Things started off very well, and his investment soon doubled. So he boldly used a hundred times the leverage, hoping to make more profits. If he doubled his money again, he would be able to live without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
When the stock market rose to 5,000 points, he decided to exit the market and called the traders in his group to sell the stocks. However, the boss believed that the stock price could continue to rise and refused to sell.
At first, the stock market did rise again, and he felt that his boss was indeed more capable than him. But the stock market soon took a dive. Because he used high leverage and had no additional funds, his position was soon forced to be liquidated. Not only was the client's money lost, but his own money was also lost.
He was fired from the company. He drank a lot that day, and then deliberately fell on the road and was hit by a large truck under the watchful eyes of many people.
This shouldn't be considered a suicide. The accident insurance he took out should be able to pay out several million, enough to redeem the house and car, and also leave a sum of money to his mother and wife.
He remembered that he looked at the large truck speeding by and thought that if God could give him a chance to come back, he would not die in such a useless way again. He would want his family to live a comfortable life!
But he didn't expect that God would actually give him a chance to come back!
Since God allows him to come back again, the regrets from his previous life will never happen again in this life. He wants to become a rich man, he wants to become a legend in the investment world!
Thinking of this, Feng Yu couldn't help shouting: "I, Feng Yu, am back again~~~"
"Xiaoyu, stop shouting and go to sleep." Zhang Muhua shouted from the other side of the wall. At the same time, she complained about her husband and asked her son to drink alcohol at night. This is all nonsense. If you follow Hu Hansan, is that a good person? That's a big traitor!
Hearing his mother's complaining voice, Feng Yu smiled, turned over, and fell asleep sweetly.
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