Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shulang took a short nap in the car on the way home, and he felt much more refreshed when he got off the car.

Ji Shumiao didn't know whether to admire his extraordinary talent or suspect that he also had a rebirth buff.

Ji Shulang ate lamb rib hotpot for dinner. He smelled the tempting aroma and drooled as he exclaimed, "It's been a long time since I had dinner at home."

Grandma: "That's right. It's the first time in nearly two months that you two siblings have dinner together at home."

[Meat...meat...meat...meat...I want to eat meat——]

Tongtong's voice was so noisy that Ji Shumiao's ears hurt. The little guy was held in Sister Cuilan's arms. He turned his head and stared at the hot pot on the dining table. He stuffed his hand in his mouth and sucked it. The saliva pad on his chin was already wet.

"Oh, oh, oh, you greedy little girl." Ji Shumiao held a piece of lamb spine to tease her, "You haven't even grown any teeth yet, and you still want to eat meat. Look at how greedy you are!"

Tongtong protested with an "ah", which made everyone laugh.

Qin Rong: "Cui Lan, don't worry about her. Leave her alone and let her play by herself. Come over and have dinner."

[It’s fine if you don’t let me eat it, but you can’t even look at it. Let me smell it… I’m going to cry…]

But she didn't cry in the end. When Sister Cuilan put her in the crib, she just whined twice in dissatisfaction.

[Sister Cuilan wants to eat more, so she helped me eat my portion as well. ]

After dinner, everyone ate fruit and chatted, and Ji Shulang talked about investing in an e-sports club.

In 2003, e-sports became the 99th official sport recognized by the General Administration of Sport of China, but the public was divided into two groups, opposing and supporting, and the situation has been in a tug-of-war for several years. It was not until 2008 that the General Administration of Sport of China approved it as the 78th official sport, and China's e-sports ushered in a period of rapid development.

Today's e-sports industry is booming. Ji Shulang came into contact with some early clubs in the south last month and smelled the development prospects. After several considerations, he felt that he could invest.

Qin Yun couldn't help but ask: "Don't you want to make it easier for yourself to play games in the future?"

"I... I have no way of defending myself." Ji Shulang curled his lips, "I don't have the time. I can't even remember my account password!"

Ji Shumiao teased the sister in Ji Zhenhua's arms and said, "You can invest in the e-sports industry. It doesn't cost much to set up a club yourself, but wanting to achieve results and gain profits is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Now you have to train players and coaches in this industry yourself, which is a waste of time and energy, and you may not see any results in the end. Brother, if you have the patience and experience, you can invest a few million to try it out first. You can afford the losses."

Ji Shiqian: "Oh, Master, take a few million and have some fun."

Ji Shulang got angry, put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly: "This young master is determined to play, old man, just tell me whether you will pay or not!"

Ji Shiqian turned to Qin Yun and complained: "Wife, look at him~"

Ji Shumiao rubbed the goose bumps on his arms with a chill.

It seems that the brother and sister have been too busy to go home in the past two months. The two of them have been living in their own sweet world, and the old house has caught fire again.

As the saying goes, if the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked. Ji Shulang picked up Qin Yun's other arm and said, "Mom, look at my dad..."

Grandpa concluded: "It's true, people from the same family stick together."

Qin Yun was afraid of the father and son, so he nodded and gave Ji Shulang 8 million to play e-sports, and then turned around and coaxed Ji Shiqian to have a younger one.

Ji Shulang made a "tsk" sound, and it was absolutely true.

"By the way, brother, you reminded me." Ji Shumiao pondered for a while and said, "Tonghuali can't just eat for free. We can do game publishing and localize some foreign games."

Grandma frowned and said, "Can you handle it? You must be so tired!"

Ji Shumiao smiled the smile of a landlord who oppressed his serfs: "Let Zhou go back to work. Cheers if he succeeds, but if he fails... well, let's deal with him."

It's very suitable for Mr. Zhou to practice.

Grandpa's cell phone rang at an inopportune moment. The loud ringtone of the old phone startled Tongtong.

My grandfather picked up the phone and as soon as he heard the person on the other end say a few words, he became silent and depressed.

"Sister-in-law Xiuying is gone."

Ji Shumiao wanted to go back, and her grandparents also insisted on going back. How could anyone feel at ease when two old people and a child traveled thousands of miles to attend a funeral in such a cold weather? After the whole family discussed it, they decided to let Ji Zhenhua and Ji Shiqian accompany the three of them back together, and when things over there were settled, they would bring Zechuan back with them.

The next afternoon, Ji Shumiao and others hurried back to their hometown.

Ji Shumiao heard the sounds of gongs, drums and suona from a distance. When he got off the car, he stumbled on the bumpy mud road and quickened his pace.

The old wooden house was hung with dazzling white cloth, and the wreaths in the yard fluttered their white paper petals in the bleak cold wind.

A thin and frail figure knelt alone in front of the mourning hall. The linen mourning clothes on his body seemed to be made of cement and steel, which could easily crush him.

Ji Shumiao called softly: "Zechuan."

Zechuan looked back stiffly like a half-rotten puppet, with tears that had been pent up in his eyes for a day and a night. Only when he saw her did he find the embankment to release the flood.

"Sister, I have no home anymore."

"You do." Ji Shumiao knelt beside him and hugged him, "You will always have a home, come with us to Beijing."