Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

Zhang Yaoyang had a long, dull and miserable dream that night.

He dreamed of his shabby wedding in his previous life.

At that time, he was a young man with a bright future, but after being framed by Zhao Xiaocui, he was forced to marry this woman.

The wedding was organized by the other party, but because their family was very poor, they couldn't even afford to buy him a decent new piece of clothing.

Finally, she went to find a young man from the same village, borrowed his new clothes, and then got married.

When you have no money, you can't stand up straight, let alone have dignity.

The sky was gray that day. There were eight ordinary dishes on the table, a small bowl of braised pork, and a large piece of fat that was cut in half and divided into nine pieces.

This is not enough for the ten people at the table, so if you are slow, you will miss out.

There is also a meat dish that goes well with rice, a small bowl of heavy rapeseed with more pickles and less shredded meat.

The rest were vegetarian dishes: tofu balls, cold bean sprouts, stir-fried vegetable sprouts, a bowl of egg soup, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and stewed eggplant with tomatoes.

This was already the most high-level banquet in Zhaojia Village at that time. After all, there were two meat dishes. For the villagers who had not eaten oily meat for many years, this was already the best.

If it were to happen today, forty years later, it would be like food for dogs, and even dogs would despise it.

Throughout the entire wedding, he was like a puppet, being pulled around by the Zhao family. He saluted this and bowed there, looking like a grandson and not a happy groom.

Later, in a dream, I saw myself being slapped in the face by my father-in-law, Zhao Dadan.

The cause was simply that he handed out the wrong cigarette.

It was natural for him to resist with such a lack of dignity. Just when he was ready to throw his lot in and disrupt the banquet, the bride, Zhao Xiaocui, took the initiative and smashed the bowl like a tantrum. Then she sat on the ground and cried bitterly, saying that she wanted to kill both the Zhang family and their descendants.

At that time, everyone thought that the baby in Zhao Xiaocui's belly was Zhang Yaoyang's.

He himself also thinks so because he does not understand these things.

So, for the sake of the child, he put away all his resistance and just tried to keep the peace.

It was his repeated compromises at the wedding that fueled Zhao Xiaocui's arrogance and laid the groundwork for her more brutal trampling of his dignity in the future.

This happened in his previous life, however, when it appeared again in his dream, he still felt very angry. He gathered his strength in his hands and became furious without realizing it, and he smashed a pair of iron fire tongs that were placed upright beside him into a sickle shape.

At that time, he was sleeping on a recliner in the lobby. In order to make him sleep more comfortably, his family put him there with an electric fan.

He didn't know that when he fell asleep, an uninvited guest came to the Zhang family's yard.

At this time, there was not a single wolfhound left in the yard, as they had all been taken to the warehouse to guard the gate.

The main reason is that the place is large, allowing them to come and go freely, which is more conducive to their growth.

The Zhang family's yard is now an old and dilapidated house, and there are a lot of people visiting every day. The wolf cub has to be tied up, otherwise it might bite someone.

Besides, there had been no strangers appearing in the village recently, and no one was blind enough to oppose him, so he didn't take it to heart.

He was trapped in a dream and drunk, so to be honest, his defenses were at their lowest. After all, he was just an ordinary person, not an omnipotent god.

As luck would have it, he felt extremely humiliated in his dream, so he punched hard and broke the fire tongs into a sickle. The noise was so loud that it woke up his old mother Liu Huifang.

He immediately turned on the light.

The person who was about to steal something in the yard thought he was discovered and tried to escape in panic.

As a result, I was unlucky and stepped on an aluminum basin, which made a clanging sound.

"Who? Who's outside?"

Liu Huifang was not a woman to be trifled with, so she immediately picked up a fruit knife from the table, pushed open the door and rushed out.

In a trance, I only saw a figure flash past the gate.

It was this loud shout that set the entire Zhang family members off into a quarrel.

"Mom, what happened? Did we get thieves?"

Liu Huifang said with an unpleasant expression: "There was a thief. Fortunately, Yaoyang made a noise just now, so I got up to check the night. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would be..."

The father and son rushed to the door and looked at the bolt that had been pried open. They understood what was going on.

"Dad, this is too abominable. Who is this person? Don't let me catch him, or I will definitely break his legs."

Zhang Yongqiang was so angry that he was about to die. Looking at the pitch-black outside, he had no choice but to keep his anger inside.

Zhang Yongshou looked very worried.

"A tall tree attracts the wind. This wedding cost too much money. It's only natural that people will be jealous. You should be more careful when you go to bed next time."

"Well... there's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. How can we live like this? Sigh..."

The father and son sighed as they counted the belongings in the yard, and also took a look at the car and truck, fearing that someone had tampered with them.

Liu Huifang had no time to care about these bad things at this moment. Zhang Yaoyang was sleeping on a rattan chair at this moment, his face flushed, and he was still very excited. Sometimes he looked like he was gritting his teeth, as if he was about to fight.

But I just couldn't wake up.

Liu Huifang knew that he was having a nightmare. This kind of thing, no matter whether it is scary or not, it is still harmful to people.

So she exerted a little strength and patted Zhang Yaoyang's face.

"Yaoyang, what's wrong with you? What kind of nightmare is so scary? Wake up quickly, don't scare mom..."

At this time, Zhang Yaoyang had no response to external stimuli. No matter how Liu's mother called him, he could not get rid of the nightmare.

So Liu Huifang went back to her room, found a pair of scissors, and put them under Zhang Yaoyang's neck.

It was still of no use, so he urgently called Zhang Yongshou over.

Zhang Yongshou really had a way. His adoptive father was the only magician in Zhaojia Village before his death, and he had some supernatural skills.

During that period, the campaign to eliminate the four olds was very strict, and people like him would be arrested and paraded through the streets, and most of them would not have a good outcome.

Anyway, Zhang Yaoyang died in a cowshed before he reached adulthood.

He immediately fetched a bowl.

There is a bowl of ice-cold spring water in it, and then you take three chopsticks and drop water on the chopsticks, and the chopsticks can stand steadily in the bowl.

Then he turned to Zhang Yaoyang and muttered silently: "My son Yaoyang was frightened in his dream, let him come back."

Then just leave it there and don't worry about it. When the chopsticks fall down by themselves, the person suffering from the nightmare will wake up as if coming back to life.

The family was in no mood to go to sleep. They looked at the chopsticks anxiously and listened to Zhang Yaoyang's mumbling in his sleep, most of which were sad words.

"Mom...the food is rotten, don't eat it. I will make money, and our family will definitely get better."

"Brother, I'm fine. I'm fine. You have to be more positive and live happily!"

"Dad, stop smoking. You want to live a long life, okay?"

"Little sister, don't marry that bastard. He is not worthy of you. You must study hard and don't drop out of school! Do you hear me?"

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When the family heard these words, they somehow couldn't stop crying, as if they had experienced these things before and they were so heartbroken that they couldn't breathe.