Rebirth: I Didn't Expect to Be a Scholar

There will be several competitions in the second year of high school. Among them, the first prize in the Mathematical Olympiad competition can not only add points to the college entrance examination, but also a bonus of 3000 yuan, and the second prize also has a bonus of 2000 yuan. The 12 yuan 1000 years ago is equivalent to ten years later. 1 yuan, with some money in hand, it is still of great use, at least you can honor your father, or make money with money.

Liu Yanming wrote down his high school goals heavily in his notebook: 1. "Become a top student" 2. "Make money to support the family".

The word "make money" kept swiping in his mind, Liu Yanming closed his eyes, trying hard to recall the past memories.

Lottery!

Liu Yanming's eyes lit up. He remembered that in the second half of the second semester of the second year of high school, someone bought a lottery ticket in City Z and won more than 10 yuan. The reason why he was so impressed was because the lottery ticket happened to be his birthday.

He wrote in his notebook: In the second semester of the second year of high school, after the midterm exam, he bought a lottery ticket every day.

I keep writing and drawing in my notebook, wishing to write down all the memories of the 12 years, but unfortunately my brain still forgets a lot of memories.

The sound of the door opening woke up Liu Yanming, he stood up abruptly, rushed out of the bedroom, and sure enough saw the person he couldn't forget in his mind.

"Father!" Liu Yanming swooped and hugged Liu Guoqiang.

"Hey! You monkey, why are you so enthusiastic today? Did you do something bad? Get up, you're dead!" Although Liu Guoqiang complained about his son, he still put his arms around him.

Liu Yanming heard his father's voice, his nose was sore, his eyes were red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

He tried his best to hold back his tears, but his voice became hoarse, "Dad, I miss you."

"Little bastard, I've only been back to my hometown for two days, why have you become so nasty, stand up straight, your masculinity." Liu Guoqiang brushed his son's short hair twice and cursed with a smile.

Liu Yanming stood up straight, looking at his father's face, his swarthy son-in-law's face, his thick black and heroic eyebrows, and his gentle eyes revealing kindness.

This face is in stark contrast to the sallow and emaciated face caused by stomach cancer. The sick face of his father who has haunted him for 8 years has finally dissipated at this moment. It was finally clear.

Liu Yanming wept with joy, "Hey, why are you crying? Is there something wrong?"

Liu Guoqiang also panicked.

"Father, I'm fine, just, just passed the exam, and was admitted to the affiliated No. [-] middle school!"

Liu Yanming quickly held back his tears, and smiled at his father.

"The results came out so soon?" Liu Guoqiang was surprised.

"The results haven't come out yet, and they won't be out until a month later." Liu Yanming blinked his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Liu Guoqiang patted his son on the back, "Then what are you talking about!"

He was slapped on the back, but it didn't hurt. Liu Yanming said with a playful smile, "I got the test paper myself, but I still don't know how I did. Don't worry, Dad. Although the result hasn't come out yet, the answer has already come out. I have already checked the answer, and if there is no accident, I will definitely get 590." He remembered that his score in the senior high school entrance examination seemed to be 603 points.

Liu Guoqiang glanced at his son suspiciously, "Are you so confident?"

Liu Yanming had a flash of inspiration, "How about this, Dad, if I get 600 points, you promise me one thing, how about it?"

Liu Guoqiang chuckled and said, "Yes."

Liu Guoqiang thought that what his son asked him to agree to was nothing more than letting him play game consoles. After all, he was 15 years old, and he was already a handsome guy with a height of 1.7 meters.

"Where's Mom? Didn't she go back to her hometown with you?" A long time has passed since this memory, Liu Yanming only vaguely remembered that Mom and Dad went back to their hometown together to deliver things.

Liu Guoqiang took off his black overalls, changed his shoes and said, "Your mother went to school to get materials, and she is going to take care of new students again. She plans to prepare lessons during the holidays. She came back late today, so I will cook."

"...I'll do it!" Thinking of the terrible smell in his memory, Liu Yanming couldn't help shivering.

"You can do it?" The father changed his slippers and looked at his son in surprise.

Liu Yanming pushed his father to the sofa, "You just came back, just sit and rest. When I was at home alone, I taught myself a few hands. It's just right when my mother comes back." After saying that, he got into the kitchen.

Liu Guoqiang sat on the sofa, looked at his son's back busy in the kitchen, smiled and shook his head.Ah Ming hadn't seen him for a few days, and he seemed to have grown up all of a sudden.

Liu Yanming's father works part-time on the construction site, and his salary is settled by the day. He can earn more than 20 yuan a day, and more than 800 yuan a month. Not only can he provide for family expenses, but he can also save some money for his son to go to school.

Liu Yanming's mother, Xu Xueqin, works as a language teacher and homeroom teacher at Zhiyu Middle School in Z Province. She has just sent off her third year of junior high school, and now welcomes a new student. Her monthly salary is about 300 yuan.The standard of living of the family is moderate, neither rich nor poor, and they can save some money every month.

It's just that in the end, in order to treat Liu Guoqiang's cancer, he spent all his savings, sold the house, and was heavily in debt.The father's illness affected Liu Yanming's performance in the college entrance examination, and he finally entered a junior college.

Wash and peel the potatoes and place on a chopping board.Liu Yanming picked up the knife again, and felt as if he was in the world. It was no longer the yellowed and callused hand holding the handle of the knife, but the tender white hand that had not done heavy work.Even if this body has not experienced long-term knife skills training, the things that go deep into the soul cannot be changed by rebirth.

With the knife in hand, the two potatoes were cut into shreds of the same thickness and shape.

Put the shredded potatoes into an iron basin, add water to soak them, and Liu Yanming neatly chopped a green onion and a few small peppers, and smashed two cloves of garlic with a knife.Drain the soaked shredded potatoes and wash them again. After draining again, heat the oil pan, add minced garlic and small red peppers, and the fragrance will burst out.

He quickly put in the drained shredded potatoes and stirred them evenly. He grabbed 2 pinches of salt with his left hand and sprinkled them evenly.

After the shredded potatoes became soft, Liu Yanming poured white vinegar along the side of the pot, stir-fried a few times, then sprinkled chopped green onion, and turned off the heat after stirring well.

The smell of vegetables had already spread from the kitchen to the living room, got into Liu Guoqiang's nose, and stimulated his mouth to salivate. He glanced at the kitchen from time to time, swallowing secretly, the little bastard really has a hand.

There was the sound of the door opening, and Xu Xueqin came back.

"It's so fragrant, hot and sour potato shreds, huh? Isn't it you who cooks Lao Liu? Where's Ah Ming?" Xu Xueqin changed into his slippers and put the information on the coffee table.

Liu Guoqiang pursed his lips, "Here, cooking is inside!"

Xu Xueqin looked surprised, "A Ming cooks? When will he be able to cook!" He said and walked to the kitchen.

"A Ming said that when we went back to our hometown, he taught himself." Liu Guoqiang also stood up and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he opened the kitchen door, the smell became stronger. Liu Yanming mixed another plate of sweet and sour cucumbers, and turned his head to see Xu Xueqin.

"Mom! It's just in time for you to come back. I've already prepared the dishes. You go wash your hands first. You'll have dinner later. Dad will serve the dishes for you. I'll make a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup."

"My son is amazing, I'll take it out right away." Liu Guoqiang happily picked up the dishes, with a plate of cucumber mixed with garlic in his left hand and a plate of hot and sour potato shreds in his right, and brought them out of the kitchen.

Xu Xueqin smiled, touched his son's hair, left the kitchen, and went to the toilet to wash his hands.

Feeling the temperature of his mother's palm, Liu Yanming sniffed, and his eyes were red again.

You lived 12 years longer than others, why are you still so emotional?take it easy!take it easy!Calm down, those are my own parents, they are finally standing in front of me again!

Liu Yanming held the spoon tightly, suppressed his excitement forcibly, quickly made seaweed egg drop soup, filled 3 bowls of stewed rice, and took them out together.

Xu Xueqin and Liu Guoqiang had already sat down, and Liu Yanming also sat down after putting down the soup.

"This shredded potato is crisp and refreshing. It tastes great. It's worthy of our son." Xu Xueqin and Liu Guoqiang kept praising their son while eating the dishes.

Liu Yanming buried his head in his meal, his eyes were already blurred, and when he took the first bite of rice, his tears had already fallen into the bowl.

The happiest thing in the world is that the person you love the most sits in front of you again and eats with you.

What could be happier and more precious than this?

Liu Yanming fed the rice mixed with tears into his mouth, and secretly made up his mind that he must keep everything.

After eating, Xu Xueqin went to wash the dishes, and Liu Yanming returned to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, tears all seeped into the pillow.

It is said that a man does not cry easily, and as a mature man, his emotions should not be so out of control.

But it's great to be able to go back to the past!

Thank God, thank you, thank you so much!

Thank you for letting me have it all back.

Liu Yanming cried silently, shed tears heartily, venting the sadness and loneliness of the past.

Let me be presumptuous one last time!