"What happened? Were you beaten again?"
Cheng Ran bumped into his arms. Mr. Cheng Feiyang was not used to the distance, but also felt the intimacy of blood ties, and then also a bit uncomfortable with the shaken father's authority.
I don't know when it started, but children and parents no longer talk to each other. Even when we said goodbye to each other and faced the green train pulling into the platform, and stepped on the train that never turned back, perhaps the deepest contact was just the wrinkled hands that were no longer young when I took the luggage from my parents. When you suddenly look back on how long it has been since you hugged your children, and how long it has been since your children hugged their parents, half of your life has probably passed like this.
A hug is very difficult, so difficult that even if you are facing your parents who raised you no matter how hard it was, you cannot open your arms to hug the body that they were reluctant to let go of when you were a child.
A child’s growth is like a revolution. You can give birth to him, but what happens to him afterwards is no longer in your control.
What Cheng Ran was hugging at this moment was so real.
But Cheng Feiyang's words made Cheng Ran laugh and cry. What did he mean by "again"? Could it be that this kind of thing has become the norm? His school life was indeed miserable before, but could it be so miserable
In the previous life, after embarking on the road of work, it was like tens of millions of tons of sea water sinking me to the deepest part. The exhausting life day after day made me forget all the things that touched my heart at that time.
When he pushed open the door just now, he felt an extreme fear in his heart. If everything he saw when he opened the door was different from what it used to be, how would he face such a world? Unfortunately, but fortunately, everything remained the same.
"Give me my coat..." Pointing at Xu Lan, Cheng Feiyang pulled Cheng Ran with his other hand, and after taking Xu Lan's coat with one hand, he stretched out his foot to stomp on his leather shoes. He looked like a Spartan warrior who was about to go to Thermopylae to cause trouble for Xerxes' 500,000 Persian army.
"Is it a street kid... I'll go with you and stop him! If it's from your school, we'll immediately find your class teacher and the other party's parents, and I'll ask him how he disciplines his own children!"
Looking at his father's domineering appearance, his face, which looked many years younger, was still handsome. He didn't look like the middle-aged man with wrinkles on his cheeks in his memory. He was clearly Brother Xiao Ma, who was looking for someone to fight with his coat rolled up and holding two guns.
But Cheng Ran certainly couldn't let the father and son form a team. Just kidding, Li Zhan was holding back now. If his father came to him, who knows what he would say. Wouldn't that give him the opportunity to fire and bombard? Of course, after being reborn again, Cheng Ran didn't care about the existence of Li the Butcher. But his parents at this moment, their every move, bit by bit, was what Cheng Ran cared about and protected.
"It's nothing... Do you think I have any skin injuries? It's just that, Dad, Mom, I'm happy to see you today."
Cheng Feiyang and Xu Lan looked at each other, both with an expression of "Is this kid okay?", then Cheng Feiyang patted his hair, "Are you really okay? Okay, you don't have to say anything, at least you haven't been bullied. You're an adult now, you have to know your limits and be sensible. Let's eat!"
He put on slippers and sat back at the table. The family of three had a not-so-rich meal. They even fried an extra dish of green pepper and pork with the leftovers from lunch.
Cheng Feiyang put several chopsticks into Cheng Ran's bowl for the first time. Seeing Cheng Ran's daze, he remained calm and said, "The high school entrance exam is coming soon. It's time to replenish your nutrition during this period..."
Xu Lan also said, "I will go to Binhe Road to buy a chicken tomorrow. How about I stew it for you tomorrow... stew half of it and use the other half to make a cold dish. You like mom's cold chicken the most. I made special chili oil, crispy peanuts, green onions, ginger and garlic overnight..."
Cheng Feiyang said, "Let's also unpack the cuttlefish that Lao Song sent. Chicken stewed with cuttlefish is his favorite..."
Seeing his parents, who looked much younger, talking to each other at the dinner table, Cheng Ran felt hot in his eyes and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that his previous hug had irritated them a lot.
After enjoying a time-traveling home-cooked meal that he hadn't had for almost a long time, Cheng Ran truly discovered that he had become younger from the inside out. It was a source of power, like the power of time and space stored in his body, containing more vast energy than a nuclear bomb.
Needless to say, Cheng Ran also knew what it meant to be a reborn person, but looking around, it seemed that there were shackles everywhere. There were too many past lessons and history in front of him. In ancient times, there were Wang Mang and Wang Anshi. Even in recent times, there were some popular Internet companies. Before them, were there no pioneers? Yes, there was ICQ before OICQ, DynaBook before iPad, and Classmates before FaeBook. Some were just born at the wrong time, maybe just one or two years before or after, just like surfing. If you fail to step on the pedal at the critical moment, you will be pushed up by the shoulders of the later comers. The momentum is certainly important, but if you don't have the ability to rush forward, you will be destroyed, or if you are unlucky, you will be knocked over by the crazy dog waves that come from nowhere.
So sometimes it is not always a good thing to think beyond the times. I am afraid you still have to tremble. Moreover, this is a parallel time and space that is similar to the previous life in many ways, but also has many differences. Taboos, various karmas, and whether it still follows the general trend of the previous life, still need to wait for the right time. However, once the right time comes, you must be like a spring breeze, set sail, cross the sea, go up to the sky to embrace the moon and meet the wind and clouds, and send peddlers and hawkers to save all living beings...
Cheng Ran accidentally got distracted and brought his thoughts back on track.
After dinner, Cheng Ran watched the entire news broadcast in front of the TV, and then jumped to other related news channels. Cheng Feiyang and Xu Lan did not think it was unusual at first. Although it was still a normal class period, Cheng Ran’s TV time was still restricted, but if he wanted to watch the inexplicably formal content of the news broadcast, he would not be prohibited.
But later, seeing Cheng Ran switching between channels, Cheng Feiyang and Xu Lan looked at each other in bewilderment. They asked themselves, Cheng Ran had never been a model student in the school. Not to mention competition awards, even awards such as penmanship awards and painting sympathy awards were all perfectly avoided in his student life. As for the career of a captain with two or three bars on his shoulders, that was extremely far away. So the things that happened to these outstanding students who were always heard from others would definitely not happen to him.
But Cheng Ran was watching those social and international news at this moment, which were completely different from the entertainment content of popular TV dramas and cartoons... And Cheng Ran's concentration at this moment made them inexplicably awe-inspiring. He was in a world of his own, and they always felt that it was best not to disturb him.
After reading, Cheng Ran returned to his room and took out many outdated newspapers and information sources. Late at night, he let out a long sigh.
This world, in general, is the same as the previous life... What disappeared and changed were not only the people he once knew, but also the things.
In February, a great man of the Republic passed away and his ashes were scattered into the sea.
In March, a famous writer also passed away. Cheng Ran found some of his works, which were quite good and good at scar literature, but he had never seen them before.
The China Internet Network Information Center (HXNIC) is about to be established. Six years after the world's first website went online in 1991, the country is about to enter the Internet age. This is the budding period of spring and autumn when a hundred flowers bloom, but many things have also evaporated.
The DOS version of "Chinese Paladin" that was supposed to appear earlier is gone, it never appeared. "Dune" and "Fallout" are the most popular single-player games at the moment.
In some business fields that became famous in later generations, he failed to find many familiar names. He didn't know if it was because the time was wrong and these things had not yet been born, or if these things had disappeared as always, or if some things simply could not be born in today's world.
As for the stock market, it is even more difficult to predict.
God left him some things and took away some things.
What lies before us is an unknown ocean and world.
With what attitude should he live in this world
Those familiar people who suddenly disappeared around the corner made Cheng Ran feel the power of time and space. In a blink of an eye, the lives they were bound to you, those countless voices, smiles and appearances that could be recalled bit by bit, just disappeared like that. It was even less elaborate than death. Life and death seemed so insignificant in the face of the gap of time and space.
Cheng Ran was in a daze for a long time.
His knowledge beyond his time and his memory of the past made him realize that he had many opportunities, but could he tinker with them right now? First of all, the opportunity for some things that he was familiar with and confident about had not yet appeared.
Secondly, isn't every little bit of life in front of you a life? Isn't it worth enjoying and cherishing? He is not only in a world of rebirth, but also in a parallel world. His level of knowledge and ability that surpasses that of a world means that he is destined to have many opportunities in the future, which may not be limited by time at all.
He knew that he would not lack wealth. But if he was so eager to do it now, he would have to overcome many obstacles, including his family and his status as a junior high school student. Moreover, many years later, when he recalled today, when he had a good life and status, would he regret missing out? It was almost certain that he would regret it.
Well, cherish those who are still alive, greet those you are about to meet with hope, and face the world with piety and awe.
Therefore, he wants to devote himself to this familiar yet strange world... With a heart full of dreams, he is just waiting for the wind to rise.
If you have the chance to live your student life over again and have new experiences, if it is possible for you to face the familiar things in this world without regrets, why not give it a try
The student days are precious wealth in life because they represent your growth that almost burns out your youth. In the future, you may still continue to grow and mature, becoming shrewd and sophisticated, but those unforgettable memories will only come once.
Therefore, Cheng Ran was willing to continue on this path. Of course, the most urgent task was to kill Butcher Li.
Cheng Ran saw the brush and inkstone he used to practice calligraphy, and a large roll of old newspapers in the corner of the bookcase. Xuan paper was very expensive, but it was far less economical than newspapers for practicing calligraphy.
He was shaken and took out his pen to clean it, remove the burrs, apply ink, and then spread out the old newspapers.
Move the pen, press and lift.
His gaze was profound and calm, as if he was using his extremely deep soul to endure the impact brought by this world.
That night, he wrote over and over again.
"One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight...
A toast to my hometown, a toast to the distant place...
A toast to tomorrow, a toast to the past...
One toast to freedom, one toast to death... [Note]"
No regrets, no shame.
Life or death... fearless! "
[Note: From Mao Buyi's song "Xiaochou"]