I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

The train departed from Chengdu and arrived in Chongqing in less than two hours.

Jiang Chuwei vaguely remembered that the last time he came back was during the Chinese New Year in 22.

Chongqing is her hometown and the place she loves most.

Jiang Chuwei’s hometown is Fuling, and Fuling mustard is produced here.

During the Spring Festival of 2013, there were not many tourists in Chongqing, so Jiang Chuwei arrived home from the train station soon.

She dragged her suitcase and walked on the familiar path. She looked at the scenery around her and felt filled with emotion.

Knocking on the door, she was greeted by a rather young beauty.

"Aunt!" Jiang Chuwei gave a warm hug, "I miss you so much!"

Her aunt's hands were still stained with flour and she didn't dare to hug her hard.

"Kid, come in quickly. We'll eat dumplings soon."

"Okay!" Jiang Chuwei pulled the suitcase into the house.

Grandma still has some white hair. After all, grandma is only 65 years old and still very high-spirited.

Grandma was holding cloth slippers. When she saw Jiang Chuwei entering the room, she quickly got up and went to the shoe cabinet to get her slippers.

"Weiwei, grandma made these slippers for you."

"Thank you, grandma!" Jiang Chuwei hugged grandma, "Grandma, you are so young."

"Hey, grandma is not very old." Grandma patted Jiang Chuwei's back, "Quickly try."

Jiang Chuwei put on the cloth slippers hand-sewn by her grandma, which were warm and comfortable. The backs of the shoes were made of clothes that were not worn by her three grandchildren. They were sewn stitch by stitch, with fine stitches, and they were extremely comfortable.

"Awesome!" Jiang Chuwei gestured with his thumb to his grandma.

Jiang Chuwei's grandma and grandpa are from the north and moved to Chongqing in the early years, so Jiang Chuwei always calls her "grandma and grandpa" instead of "grandpa and grandma".

Wang Huiye is currently giving a lecture to her cousin Zhang Xuan in the hut.

"This question should be factored." Wang Huiye patted Zhang Xuan's little head, "Hey, are you listening?"

When Zhang Xuan saw Jiang Chuwei coming, he just lay down and rolled on the bed.

"Sister Weiwei! Save me!"

Jiang Chuwei remembered that in the past, he helped Zhang Xuan fight against Wang Huiye, and the two of them went to the game hall to play games together.

But now, Jiang Chuwei pulled Zhang Xuan: "If a young man doesn't work hard, he will have nothing to eat in the future."

"How could I have nothing to eat?" Zhang Xuan snorted, "I just don't want to learn."

In 2022, Zhang Xuan broke his Achilles tendon playing football during his freshman year of high school. He took a year off from school, and then failed to enter college. He repeated his studies for two years. As a result, he was just entering his junior year at the age of 24, and then he suddenly realized the restrictions of many jobs. They have adjusted to the age of 25. They often beat their chests and feet, and even want to grab the ground with their heads. They regret that they should not have done so in the first place.

"Yes, if you work hard, you can pass the experimental test, but when you get to high school, you will feel that you can do it by just sprinting, and then you will start to fail."

"What is showing off?" Zhang Xuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Chuwei.

"It's just self-indulgence."

"Oh, I don't really believe what you said. I can't even touch the door of the experiment." Zhang Xuan shook his finger, "Sister, you better come and watch TV for a while."

"Then, bet. If you pass the test, you must listen to me and study hard." Jiang Chuwei stretched out his little finger, "Dare you dare?"

"Okay!" Zhang Xuan stretched out his little finger, "Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."

"Withdraw." Jiang Chuwei said to Wang Huiye, "Let Xuanxuan learn on his own."

"Today, you must finish this set of math papers!" Wang Huiye patted the table, "Sister Wei doesn't care about you, I have to care about you!"

"Okay, let him do the questions quickly." Jiang Chuwei pulled Wang Huiye away.

"Grandma, where is my mother?" Jiang Chuwei didn't see her mother, Zhang Hongmei.

"Hongmei is at the mahjong parlor nearby." Grandma put on her reading glasses and prepared to read the newspaper.

Jiang Chu was slightly anxious. She tried her best to control her breathing: "Are you gambling again?"

"They are young and don't have much money." Grandma was still defending Zhang Hongmei, "Hongmei is in a bad mood, so let her go."

"I'm in a bad mood. I've been in a bad mood for three years. No matter how great the pain is, I have to look forward!" Jiang Chuwei pulled Wang Huiye out of the door, "Let's go find my mother."

Wang Huiye quickly took their down jackets and handed them to Jiang Chuwei.

"My aunt has depression, so just let her go. You can't lose much money in a month." Wang Huiye also spoke for Zhang Hongmei, "Since my aunt and my uncle divorced, I feel that my aunt's condition has been very bad."

"How much do I earn in a month? If I just eat and buy medicine, that's it. Playing mahjong and losing so many hundreds a month, I really can't afford to support my mother!" Jiang Chuwei walked in a hurry, looking around for her Mahjong parlor.

"Wait for me, no, can't you make 5000 a month?" Wang Huiye jogged a few steps to keep up with Jiang Chuwei, "I saw your skits and said you could make 5000 a month!"

Jiang Chu sighed slightly, this unlucky Wu Chen really deceived everyone.

Jiang Chuwei stopped, turned on his phone, and read the text message to Wang Huiye.

“不是吧，你10月和11月这俩月一共才5000？12月多一点儿也才3000？”王卉叶露出了难以置信的表情，“你还是C位呢！”

"Performing is my job, and I don't pay extra. The extra 12 in December is the commission from the chat meeting."

"Hey, it's not easy for you either." Wang Huiye took Jiang Chuwei's hand, "But I'll have a better attitude soon and give my aunt some face."

"Ah."

The two of them found a mahjong parlor, pushed open the door and entered. The smell of cigarettes mixed with the smell of tide was very unpleasant.

On the mahjong table, there are several small hams.

Zhang Hongmei held a cigarette in her mouth, put her right foot on the stool, and played a card gracefully with her left hand.

"Two loaves."

"Touch!" "What a fool!"

"Hey! Why do you always win!" Zhang Hongmei took out a pile of change from the small stool on the left hand side of the cigarette case.

"Here, 10 yuan!"

Everyone was shuffling the cards. Zhang Hongmei raised her eyes and saw Jiang Chuwei and Wang Huiye. She immediately stopped what she was doing.

"Hey! Everyone, take a look! My daughter, Jiang Chuwei! She is now a big star in Chengdu! And next to her, my niece, Wang Huiye, is studying in college at 211 in Chongqing!" Zhang Hongmei put out the cigarette butt and walked to Jiang Chuwei Next to Wang Huiye, he introduced them to his poker friends.

Jiang Chuwei could only smile. She was not a big star now. And she didn't want to be introduced to others by her mother in this smoky place.

"Hey, you're such a big star, why don't you give us a piece?" At this time, an uncle in the card game shouted.

Zhang Hongmei clapped her hands: "How about, Chu Wei, give us a piece?"