Rebirth Treasure Hunt Romantic Tour

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yuhan suddenly opened his eyes.The violent heartbeat made him know that he was still alive.

Looking at the yellowed paper on the roof, Yan Yuhan didn't react for a long time.

He moved his neck slowly and saw the furnishings in the room clearly.

At this moment, Yan Yuhan was stunned. This is not a hospital ward, nor is it the apartment she rented. This is actually the room she lived in when she was a child—the home of her grandparents.

Are you still dreaming?

Yan Yuhan couldn't help but pinched his thigh hard with his hand, the sudden sharp pain made him understand that this was not a dream, but reality.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room in front of him, Yan Yuhan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

This is the room his grandparents prepared for him, small and dark.Since his father passed away when he was three years old, his grandparents have been very upset to see their family.

The word "Sangmenxing" is what grandma keeps on talking about every day. She thinks it is because of her mother's hard life that she killed his son.

Yan Yuhan's mother was teaching in a high school in the town. Because of her busy schedule, she couldn't take care of Gu Yan Yuhan, so she had to hand him over to her grandparents.

Yan Yuhan remembers things early, he knew that his grandparents didn't like him since he was a child.Every time the money and food brought by the mother, nine out of ten went into the mouth of the uncle's cousin.

Sometimes when he was so hungry, Yan Yuhan would pick up the things his cousin dropped on the ground and eat them.When grandma saw it, she would call him a reincarnation of a starving ghost.

How long have these days lasted?It seems that when he was six years old, his mother came to pick him up suddenly and saw his grandmother feeding his cousin while he was picking up the food on the ground.Later, his mother and grandma had a big fight, and they took him away from grandma's house and never came back.

Yan Yuhan put on her clothes and before she got out of bed, she heard her grandma yelling cursing outside: "Little bastard, you can't afford to pay for dinner, can you wait until I go to treat you?"

In grandma's mouth, he is just a little brat, without even a name.

After Yan Yuhan came out of the small bedroom, she heard her grandma say softly to her uncle's cousin Yan Mengxi: "Xiaoxi, grandma made your favorite egg custard today, eat more."

Yan Yuhan was used to this kind of differential treatment since she was young.

Later, I heard from my mother that his father was the youngest son of my grandmother, and the most promising. He was the first college student in the town, and he was admitted to a prestigious university in Beijing.

The college students of that era were like the champions of ancient times, an existence that people needed to look up to.

But such an excellent father brought his mother back to the town after graduating from university.In particular, the mother has no natal family. In the words here, she has no support. Grandma is naturally a little mean to her mother.

It's just that my father is grandma's most beloved child after all, so my sister was quite favored when she was young.It's a pity that my father had a strong nature, wanted to provide the best life for his wife and children, and worked hard from morning to night to make money. As a result, he was overworked and died suddenly.

The death of his father made grandma see her mother as a thorn in her side, so she naturally hated him as a grandson.

Yan Yuhan looked at the half bowl of white rice and two pieces of pickles on the table, without saying anything, sat on the chair, put the pickles on the rice, and finished eating in a few mouthfuls.

It's just that half a bowl of rice is not enough, Yan Yuhan said: "Grandma, I'm still hungry."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat every day. There is no food, so you have to wait until noon." Grandma always spoke poorly to him.

After all, Yan Yuhan's body lived with a soul who was almost 30 years old, so no matter how bad his grandma's tone was, he would not be in pain.If it was a real six-year-old child, he might cry aggrievedly at this time.

After my cousin finished his meal, grandma took him out to play, and Yan Yuhan was naturally the one who was forgotten.

His childhood memory was already a little blurry, and he couldn't remember exactly which day his mother took her away.

But if he was asked to eat what his cousin dropped on the ground at this time, he would definitely not be able to do it.Since you can't do it, you can only find another way to leave.

Touching his growling stomach, Yan Yuhan knew that not only did he not eat enough in the morning, but he was also probably hungry last night.

Since grandma doesn't like him, he should consciously leave the house early.

Yan Yuhan opened the door and came to the yard.After looking at the closed courtyard door, and at the bricks in the corner that the uncle was about to build, he suddenly had an idea.

Climbing up from layers of bricks, Yan Yuhan easily reached the top of the wall.

Glancing at the mound of dirt outside the wall, Yan Yuhan saw the angle and jumped down.

The wall was not high, and the mound had a buffering effect, so Yan Yuhan didn't feel any discomfort.

He looked at some familiar streets, then walked in the direction of Zhenyi High.