Comeback 1992

Restart 1992 Author: Chuyu Rainbow

A new wave of entrepreneurship has officially started.

I used to only want my family to live a better life, but now I want to let our era come early.

From braised meat stalls to the food industry, from agricultural machinery factories to world-class industrial enterprises, make up for the shortcomings and strengthen the advantages, just for the dream in your heart!

Chapter 1 Why the underworld looks like the world

A huge beam of sunlight shines into the bedroom through the glass tiles on the roof. In the light beam, flying dust is swirling, which looks extremely beautiful; the red-painted wardrobe looks a little dark red.Several quilts were wrapped in cloth and stacked neatly on top of the wooden cabinet.

On a wooden cabinet, there were some messy things and a black and white Panda TV.

The dressing table next to the bed shows that this room has a mistress.

On the bed, lay a man who seemed to be in great pain at the moment, with a grim expression on his face and rice-sized beads of sweat on his forehead.

Are you having some nightmare?

"what!"

The man stood up suddenly, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling.

After a while, it calmed down again.

His eyes were a little numb, and he turned his head slightly, everything in front of him felt horrifyingly familiar.

Uncle Songlin's house!

Suddenly, such a memory popped up in my mind; yes, this place looks like Uncle Songlin's bedroom, and I used to come to Uncle Songlin's house to play when I was young.

"Why am I here? Is it a dream?"

The man silently checked whether there was any danger around him, and slowly got up, with a pair of cloth slippers beside the bed.

I staggered a little, and my head hurt a little!

I rubbed my forehead and felt the sweat on my forehead!

Putting his palm in front of his eyes, he looked at the water stains on his palm strangely.

It feels so clear!

Isn't this a dream?Why does it feel so clear?

dream?

It's not a dream!

Come to think of it, I'm dead.

Had a car accident and died!

At a turn, the motorcycle he was riding collided with a car, and he was directly knocked off the cliff.

Swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, facing the fear of death, makes people feel really uncomfortable.

A trace of misery appeared on his face, and he died.

"That is to say, this is the underworld? But, why, this underworld is different from what you imagined. Can you still retain consciousness after death?"

"Wait, you can become a ghost after you die. I should be a ghost now! Then, can I return my yang?"

To be a ghost is to be a man!

The headache subsided slowly, and Han Ze breathed a sigh of relief. The pain was really unbearable.

Although the headache gradually subsided, Han Ze could still feel the swelling of his head.

Really weird!

Do ghosts have to go through this?

Reaching out to support the dressing table beside him, Han Ze slowly stood up.

Take two steps forward, fortunately, you can walk steadily.

Then, Han Ze suddenly stopped, and looked sideways at the dressing table; this is a very old-fashioned dressing table, and from the current point of view, it looks a bit old-fashioned.

The entire dressing table was painted with red paint, obviously it came as a dowry; the red paint is no longer bright, and has been used for a certain period of time.

Han Ze saw this dressing table when he was a child, and he still has this beautiful picture in his memory; the beautiful aunt is sitting in front of the dressing table to do her makeup.

Auntie's face is already unclear; anyway, in Han Ze's memory, Uncle Songlin's wife is very beautiful.

Unfortunately, when Han Ze was a few years old, Uncle Songlin and him divorced.

The reason, he didn't know.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Han Ze looked at the face in the mirror in astonishment!

This is a very handsome and heroic face!

Wearing finger-length hair that was popular in the 90s, it was a bit messy; but this still didn't affect anything, on the contrary, it was a little uninhibited.

"Uncle Songlin!"

Han Ze didn't know what kind of reaction he should make. He touched his face, felt it carefully, and stared fixedly at the mirror.

In the end, Han Ze was discouraged!

I seem to have become Uncle Songlin?

how come?

I don't know how long it has passed, Han Ze came back to his senses, and stared at the mirror for a while.

I have to sigh in my heart, Uncle Songlin was really handsome when he was young!

Uncle Songlin had served in the army, so his body shape, needless to say, was very standard.

Even though Uncle Songlin is getting old, his body shape has not changed, except that he has a small belly.

In terms of face shape, he is still an old handsome guy!

Standing up slowly, Han Ze felt a little weak in his legs, which was a natural reaction after sitting for a long time.

Walking out of the bedroom, it is the main room!

The shrine is placed in the middle!

A small wooden table, covered with a piece of paper, colorful!

On the small wooden table, there are statues of Guanyin, Jade Emperor, God of Wealth, etc.!

Very familiar sight!

Han Ze had seen it when he was a child!

I heard that Uncle Songlin went crazy for a few years when he was young.

In the past, Han Ze didn't pay too much attention to these things, nor did he understand them.

Anyway, in Han Ze's memory, Uncle Songlin was quite normal.

Play with a group of kids.

At that time, Han Ze liked to go to Uncle Songlin's house very much. At that time, Uncle Songlin had already found a new wife.

Every time, I will prepare delicious food for Han Ze and the others.

One summer vacation, Han Ze still remembered that they played mahjong at Uncle Songlin's house every day.

Well, Uncle Songlin taught Han Ze Mahjong when he was a child.

Uncle Songlin taught mahjong to all the children in the Han family.

Why did Uncle Songlin go crazy?

Looking at the open door of the main room, but in the room, no one can be seen.

After Han Ze was a little confused, he didn't care, but looked at the glass photo frame hanging on the wall.

Above, are some photos.

One of the photos is a group photo of Uncle Songlin and his comrades.

Uncle Songlin was a soldier!

Han Ze also heard from his father that if it weren't for the second mother-in-law, Uncle Songlin would stay in the army and never come back.

Calculated according to the time above, Uncle Songlin served as a soldier in the 80s!

It's the time of self-defense counterattack!

Wait, Han Ze felt as if he had found the truth.

Thinking about it, he walked back to the bedroom and picked up his shirt.

Six pack abs, well, that's not important, it's the abdominal scars that matter!

Uncle Songlin has several scars on his body.

"War Trauma Syndrome!"

Everything seems to make sense!

Why did Uncle Songlin, who retired and returned home, go crazy for several years.

It turned out to be so!

Or rather, it should be.

In this era, there is no such concept at all.

"It turns out that Uncle Songlin has been on the battlefield!" Han Ze really didn't know about this before, as if Uncle Songlin had never told anyone about it.

Even, Uncle Songlin never mentioned when he was a soldier.

This is so abnormal!

As an elder, no matter what, he would talk about his glorious deeds in front of the younger generation.

Is there any reason behind this?

Han Ze stood in front of the photo frame again, looking at the photo of Uncle Songlin and his comrades.

Suddenly, Han Ze felt a palpitation.

"Are they still alive?"

Han Ze suddenly felt his heart beating faster, and pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

pain!

Involuntarily, the body slowly squatted down, and then curled up together.

In the mouth, there are still roars!

Whoohoo!

There was a big gasp, Han Ze opened his mouth, staring at the beams, feeling the cool air coming from the concrete floor.

died!

all dead!

In the picture, there is a tragic scene of war, with comrades in arms constantly falling down beside them.

Live by yourself!

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Ze suddenly understood a lot.

Here, it is not a hell, it is still the world.

I, Han Ze; now I have returned to 30 years ago, reborn as my cousin Han Songlin.

Han Songlin, who has psychological problems due to the trauma of war, is a crazy Han Songlin in the eyes of others!

It's the early summer of 1992!

Chapter 2 Give Yourself Lucky Money

In 1992, I was just two years old!She was still wearing crotch pants, and the little bird was showing wantonly, no one would say it was indecent!