Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

"Master, Master, please wake up?"

"Silly Zhu, are you okay? Wake up and stop scaring everyone!"

"Wang Quezi, why are you so irresponsible every day? How can you be so rude when joking?"

"What's wrong? I let Shazhu take my lunch box these days. I just complained and he got mad. I beat him up, so he deserved it."

As soon as Wang Quezi said this, everyone in the cafeteria stopped talking immediately. Even the squad leader Jin Dafa, who had been on He Yuzhu's side, didn't know what to say.

Because there are rules for taking leftovers from the cafeteria, everyone takes turns to take them home, but Sha Zhu always sneakily intercepts some during this period and then secretly takes them away after get off work.

This results in those whose turn it is cannot take much leftovers back. If this happens once or twice, no one would dare to say anything because Sha Zhu relies on his good cooking skills.

But today this guy actually packed up all the leftovers. Isn't this just annoying everyone?

Jin Dafa sighed. "Wang Quezi, you know what this kid is like. If you really beat him up, will you give him a sister in the future?"

Wang Quezi lowered his head with some guilt. After all, it was he who knocked Sha Zhu unconscious with a stick. At this time, He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes.

"Am I going to hell?"

When Wang Quezi heard what He Yuzhu said, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded, "Silly Zhu, are you okay? If you go to hell just like that, your body will be like a pile of tofu."

He Yuzhu heard this familiar voice, looked around at the crowd, and felt confused. At this time, Ma Hua handed him a glass of water.

He Yuzhu drank the glass of water in confusion, and suddenly a voice appeared in his mind.

"Don't look at it anymore. You are reborn now! But how you live in this life is up to you."

When He Yuzhu heard the voice, he was about to ask what was going on, but Jin Dafa came forward and pulled him up.

"Zhu Zi, if you have nothing to do now that you are awake, come back. But what about this lunch box?"

A scene immediately appeared in He Yuzhu's mind. As soon as he went out in the morning, Qin Huairu came over and stopped him, and then stuffed two aluminum lunch boxes into his hand.

"Zhu Zi, don't forget to bring lunch boxes for the children at night!"

"Don't worry, Sister Qin."

He Yuzhu was confused. Why the hell did the TV image appear in his head?

But then the same voice from before rang in his mind again. "He Yuzhu, don't be afraid. We are afraid that you have just been reborn and don't remember anything, so we are trying to restore your memory."

But just when He Yuzhu was about to ask what was going on, he looked up and saw a group of people in the kitchen staring at him, or to be more precise, at the lunch box in his hand.

This immediately reminded him of some of his past experiences, and he remembered that it was because of the lunch box that he walked step by step into the big net woven for him by those two people.

So He Yuzhu reached out and put the lunch box on the stove. "Everyone, it was my fault today. I hope you don't take it personally."

"Don't worry, I will definitely follow the rules of our kitchen from now on, but I also have something I want to talk to you about."

When Wang Quezi heard that He Yuzhu didn't want a lunch box, he immediately asked happily: "Silly Zhu, tell me what's the matter?"

"Then don't spread lies about me in the future. If anyone spreads rumors again and I find out, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this, but everyone felt that He Yuzhu seemed a little different from before. After warning the people in the cafeteria, He Yuzhu turned around and left the cafeteria.

"Silly Zhu, oh no, what happened to Zhuzi?" Wang Quezi asked in confusion.

"What can happen to my master? He just went home." Ma Hua said with a roll of his eyes.

Jin Dafa rolled his eyes at Wang Quezi when he heard this. "Zhuzi has grown up. I think we should stop calling him Shazhu. He is a good young man, but adding the word "silly" to him does sound a bit unpleasant!"

"Especially you, Wang Quezi! Zhuzi's father treated you well in the past."

When Wang Quezi heard this, he said with some grievance: "Then why do you still call me Quezi?"

"Because you're really lame!"

"..."

On the other hand, after leaving the cafeteria, He Yuzhu did not go home as usual. He first went to the nearest vegetable market and bought half a pound of pork and a pound of potatoes. Then he identified the familiar yet unfamiliar direction and returned to the courtyard.

But He Yuzhu was not idle at all along the way. He tried hard to recall what happened in his previous life. With the hint of the voice in his mind, He Yuzhu finally understood it.

He muttered to himself, "I am alive again, and I was reborn directly to December 1962, 12!"

“I’m 27 again!!!”

The voice in my head said, "Yes, just be happy. If I hadn't lost the bet with Xie Bian, you would have been sent to the fourteenth level of hell for all the shit you've done in your life!"

"Go to hell? But I didn't do anything bad!"

"Humph, kid, you finally got your own life, but you didn't cherish the opportunity to live. Instead, you wasted your life doing so many useless things. Do you think you are not guilty?"

"Besides, you didn't take good care of your sister and your child, and even caused yourself to die under the bridge. Isn't this also disrespecting life?"

He Yuzhu listened to the explanation of the voice in his head, although he felt a little unhappy, but the voice was right. What he did in his previous life was indeed too bad.

He suddenly remembered that he had taken the blame for Banggeng. It seemed like a small thing to him, but it almost ruined his sister's marriage.

This was also the reason why his sister was rarely willing to associate with him after she got married, and he even had the audacity to borrow money from He Yushui twice, but in his opinion, that little money was a drop in the bucket, but he never returned it to his sister until his death.

And there is He Xiao. He Yuzhu feels that the person he feels most sorry for is He Xiao. He originally had the opportunity to make up for the fatherly love that He Xiao lacked, but in the end, because of the persuasion of Yi Zhonghai and general "good neighbors", he gave up the chance to follow Lou Xiao'e out of the devil's den.

In the end, they even used up all of Lou Xiao'e's savings to build a so-called "happy home", but in the end it all benefited the ungrateful Bang Geng.

The more He Yuzhu thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly felt that the good things those people said about him in his past life were earned at the cost of the happiness of the people he was close to!

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu sighed. "Who are you?"

"Fuck, you don't know me? Haven't you heard of Seventh Master and Eighth Master?"

"Have not heard!"

"..."

"If you hadn't shed three tears as a ghost, I, Master Ba, would have given you this opportunity. Okay, you now know everything you need to know. It's up to you how you proceed from now on."

"But considering that we have known each other for a while, I will give you another opportunity!"

"As for the rest of the journey, it's up to you. But let me be frank with you. If you waste this opportunity, don't regret it when you die!"

He Yuzhu was confused as he pondered every word that had just sounded in his mind, but before he could ask any further questions, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Shazhu, are you back?"

He Yuzhu looked up and saw that it was his third uncle Yan Bugui. Although he was a bit stingy and even cheated him, he still had a conscience. In his later years, he found that his income was not enough to cover his expenses, so he picked up garbage to make money to reduce his burden.

But he is not a really good person. If he hadn't taken the things without doing the job, I wouldn't have lost several blind date opportunities.

So He Yuzhu replied indifferently, "Silly, why do I need to report to you when I come back?"

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