Comeback 1992

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Han Ze, no, it should be called Han Songlin now!

Han Songlin stood in front of him, it should be said, in front of his two-year-old self.

Chubby, looks extremely cute!

At this time, a woman came out of the house, it was Han Ze's mother, and greeted Han Songlin, "Songlin is here! Come in and sit down!"

Han Songlin didn't know how to call someone: "Sister-in-law, don't sit down anymore, I'm just walking around!"

At this time, Han Songlin was very calm in his heart, and some things had to be buried in the bottom of his heart, and he could not reveal the slightest bit.

"It's worth it!"

Han Songlin looked at Han Ze who was playing on the ground again, and then walked slowly towards home.

I am really reborn!

Some are unbelievable.

Moreover, the family did not disappear because of his rebirth, and everything looked the same.

Except, Han Songlin!

Back home, Han Songlin was sitting under the eaves at the entrance of the main room, a little smirking!

What a strange feeling!

In his previous life, he didn't do well, he wasn't considered a middle class, he could only be said to have enough food and clothing, and still had some savings.

But Han Songlin always felt that his last life was a bit of a failure.

"In this life, you have to change. You have to go to the city to study. In high school, you must be strictly supervised, and you can't let the late rebellious period ruin your life!"

Han Songlin suddenly thought of something again: "When I was young, I saw that other children had hundreds of thousands of New Year's money, but I only had a few hundred, so I often wondered why I didn't have a rich uncle!"

In this life, you must not allow yourself to leave regrets.

For the New Year's money, I also have to get a thousand.

In the past, no one gave it to me, so I gave it to myself!

and many more!

Now, what will I do?

In 1992, the Internet was not yet available in China.

No smartphone, no computer, no internet; thinking of these, Han Songlin instantly felt like losing his three wives.

Han Songlin suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman who was carrying a pannier and holding a little girl in her hand.

There is no beauty in the future, and the beauty is the beauty!

How do you describe the person in front of you?

Han Songlin saw many beauties on the future network.

I have also seen a lot of beautiful anchors, but there are really few who can make people feel palpitations.

After all, I knew in my heart that it was fake.

In reality, Han Songlin really didn't meet a few beauties who could make people turn around and look at them.

That kind of beauty, no matter where you go, people will naturally focus on the beauty!

Right now, absolutely!

Her hair is like blue silk, her muscles are like snow, and her mouth is graceful and full of cherry blossoms!

With a fine nose and jade face and curved willow eyebrows, the whole person is a fairy!

This is Uncle Songlin's wife?

No, it's my wife now.

Is this not so bad!

Feeling so embarrassed.

However, Liu Yuyan is really super beautiful.

This was the first time that Han Songlin saw such a beautiful woman so closely.

I feel like the female star on TV, much prettier!

It's like, the female anchor on the future network, and the filter is turned on, after the whitening effect.

In reality, there really is.

In other words, why can't Uncle Songlin figure it out and want to divorce her?

I don't understand!

Liu Yuyan put down the basket, frowned slightly, and looked at Han Songlin strangely. This Han Songlin felt a little different.

very familiar!

It was like the look in his eyes when he saw himself for the first time.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you!"

Liu Yuyan touched her face subconsciously. There was mud on her hand, which directly stained her white face like jade.

Very clear mud print.

If it is 20 years later, no, it will be ten years later, whoever marries such a beautiful wife; it must be kept at home as an offering.

This or that will make him work in the field.

"Are you hungry, I'll cook!" As she said, she went into the kitchen with a red face.

Han Songlin stared blankly at Liu Yuyan entering the room, but he didn't react.

Myself, was it molesting before?

Don't count!

Now it's my wife.

Accepting Uncle Songlin's memory, although not complete, can be regarded as allowing him to accept his identity.

And, it's kind of fast.

Tangled, hesitant, worried?

These emotions were also there before, but Han Songlin quickly put them away.

Now that you are reborn, no matter what, it is always right to live a good life!

Not only to eat and dress warm, but also to eat well!

All kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas can be tasted, not to mention eating them all at once.

The four-year-old Han Ting stared at Han Songlin with wide eyes, holding a small animal made of mud in her hand.

Anyway, Han Songlin couldn't recognize what it was.

It is not surprising that children in the countryside have been playing with mud since they were young.

The things made of mud are all kinds of strange things, and many of them are seen on TV.

"Come on, Tingting, come to Dad!" When Han Songlin said this, he felt a little weird!

After Han Songlin and Liu Yuyan divorced, Han Ting followed Liu Yuyan; that is to say, he hadn't seen Han Ting for many years.

It's just that in my memory, there was a sister, Han Ting, who took me to play.

Han Ting hesitated, but still walked over.

It seems that Han Ting and Han Songlin are not close!

That's right, Han Songlin was in a muddle before.

Thinking of this, Han Songlin sighed.

Is it because of this reason that Liu Yuyan left in the end?

Han Songlin didn't want to worry about what happened in the last life, but in this life, he wants to live a good life.

For more than a decade in the 90s and even the beginning of the 21st century, Han Songlin didn't know much about it.

After all, Han Songlin was still studying at this time, and life and experience were completely two concepts in school and after being born in society.

When I was studying, everything in society seemed to be separated from my own life.

The social affairs in my memory are quite messy!

I know a little bit about the big things, for example, 97, 99; after that, I don’t seem to know.

stock?

When was the stock market in Huaguo opened, in 94?

It doesn't seem right, it seems that it has already existed before.

lottery ticket?

Han Songlin did know that there was a lottery lottery with the same phone number as the relatives of the family on the team.

That lottery?

When I heard this, was I in primary school or not?

Forgot!

Of course, the lottery or something doesn't matter.

With this heart, it is better to think about how to make money.

If it really doesn't work, at worst, go to Shenchuan to work.

On the construction site, there is always suitable work.

Han Songlin is now 1.8 meters tall, with six-pack abs, a thick back and a wolf waist, long arms and wide hands. He is definitely a good laborer for hard work.

By the way, how much does it cost to move bricks in Fukagawa now?

Anyway, on Shuchuan's side, the wages don't seem to be very high.

Wait, why am I thinking about moving bricks?

Can't you be your own boss and let others do the bricks for you?

Being a contractor is better than moving bricks!

Or, organize a group of people to go to Shenchuan to move bricks?

Fukagawa, there should still be a labor shortage right now?

It seems that the demand for labor force in coastal areas has always been quite large.

"Songlin, go get some water!"

"Oh, good! Where's the shoulder pole?" Han Songlin agreed and went into the kitchen.

"Just by the cupboard!"

Han Songlin took a look and found it.