rewrite life

Once again, he clearly realized that this survival game, which had been so difficult to break through, really had to start all over again. Such grief made Tang Shi shake his head and sigh.Tang's mother, who was shaking the spoon, heard the sound behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw the miserable face of her precious son.Tang's mother continued to brush the pot without any surprise, and asked casually, "Why, did you fail the exam?"

Tang Shi was taken aback for a moment, the extra ten years of memories in his mind made it impossible for him to follow up on this seemingly simple and ordinary remark.And Tang Shi's silence was a very clear and clear answer to Tang's mother.

She sighed helplessly, the expectation of her son becoming a dragon made her very disappointed with Tang Shi's test results which were not as good as the previous ones.However, the doting of a single mother and the fact that the child's father had just passed away made her not want to put too much pressure on her son.After all, there are already many hardships in life. If a mother has to put pressure on her son, she is afraid that her son's small shoulders will not be able to bear such heavy expectations.

Like most gentle and loving mothers, Mother Tang has always been open-minded and strong, and she is very doting on her son.This kind of educational environment of strict father and loving mother is part of the folk customs in this old and peaceful small town.In the long and vague memories of people in small towns, there is often such a picture. The father at home is holding a broom and shouting and beating, and the mother in an apron is protecting her young son behind her, standing with her neck on her back and pinching her waist. The chubby teapot usually pointed and stared at his man and scolded, "If you dare to touch my son with a finger, I will do whatever..."

Coupled with the persuasion of grandparents, grandparents, and even neighbors and friends next to him, often a violent beating can be turned into nothing with such thunder and rain.

In Tang Shi's impression, Mother Tang is such a mother who loves her son without principle.She almost never said "no" to Tang Shi's request, even after many years, Tang Shi was tired of the nine-to-five day after day, and willfully quit a stable job with little development, ready to go back to work. When he was typing at home, Tang's mother also went all out to support him, encourage him, and even gave him money for living expenses and rented a house for him, so that Tang Shi survived the most difficult period of full-time writing after resigning.

To put it simply, this is a small family composed of a shrewd mother and a simple son.Because of the mother's doting, over the years, the pressure brought by life has been solved by the mother, while the son lives as he pleases.

It is precisely because of this that Tang Shiluewei has developed a naive character of being weak and easygoing.

Fortunately, Tang Shi never felt that there was anything wrong with his character and life.To be honest, he enjoyed his life before his rebirth.Although due to the relationship between grades, I was not admitted to the key universities of 211 or 985, and even failed to enter the undergraduate school and only studied junior colleges, and I did not have a decent job after graduation.But the manuscript fee he earned was enough to guarantee the basic life of himself and his mother. After that, with the help of his brother Lu Hengzhi, the novels he published were fortunate enough to be made into TV dramas, and he also entered the circle of screenwriters, occasionally helping to write two scripts and so on. , making relatively more money.

He could have continued to live in peace and leisure like this.I write for ten months every year, and then spend the other two months traveling with my mother. By the way, I change my mood by picking up stories and come back to continue coding to make money.Occasionally, my mother's friends or family relatives dragged me on a blind date or something. When I met someone who was suitable, I talked for a while.It is estimated that if he is so wobbly until he is in his thirties, he will marry a wife and have children, and continue to be a good father and husband.

What a leisurely life.

It is a pity that such a dream will have to be postponed for at least 20 years before it can be realized.I really don't know whether it's a trick of fate or a reversal of time, but somehow he returned to the age of 16, back to his high school career that he least wanted to recall.I have to go to school early and late every day, there is no big prayer, and I can’t sleep late. The papers of various exams fill up the heavy schoolbag and the paste-like head.

There was also the dance competition that nearly ended his health and brought him a turning point in his fate, and the dark college entrance examination two years later.Just thinking about it, Tang Shi felt a splitting headache and dull pain in his knees, wishing he could die again.

Song Chunyi poured the fried sweet and sour pork ribs into the plate, turned the plate on the cutting board, and turned to wash the pot.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tang Shi who had been standing silently at the door of the kitchen as a stake.Song Chunyi leaned back, turned his head sideways, looked past Tang Shi at the door, and looked at the quartz clock on the wall of the living room. It was almost 07:30 in the evening. This kid didn't yell for dinner when he came back, and his face was full of despair... …

Song Chunyi blinked, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why are you back so late today? The teacher talked to you again after school?"

Hearing this, Tang Shi's face turned sweaty, and he immediately remembered the experience of being detained by teachers when he was in high school-this is one of the reasons why he didn't like high school life.

Of course the teacher didn't stay in his class tonight.The reason why I came back so late is that my soul after more than ten years is not used to the city more than ten years ago, and I made a few more turns in the alleys that crisscross the fields.However, this kind of explanation obviously cannot be shared with Tang's mother.So Tang Shi could only answer vaguely.Then I heard Song Chunyi continue to ask: "Have you got your midterm exam results yet? How many points did you get?"

Hearing this sentence, Tang Shi's face became even more troubled, because he didn't know when he took the exam and how many points he scored.After more than ten years of memory, who can remember such trivial things.

Tang Shi didn't answer Song Chunyi's question, but turned around and walked into the living room, opened his schoolbag and poured out all the books and textbooks, spread out a stack of papers on the table in a hurry, silently calculated the grades, and said to the kitchen: "480 Two points."

Song Chunyi hummed in the kitchen, and asked casually, "How many ranks are you in your school? Where's your class?"

The entanglement in Tang Shi's heart could not be added any more.His facial muscles were a little distorted and he thought about it for a while, and finally said directly: "The school rankings haven't come down yet, so the grades will come down first."

This is also a very normal thing.After Mama Tang finished cleaning the pot, she made another egg and cucumber soup, and then she walked into the living room with garlic clove fish and a soup bowl.He told Tang Shi, "Go to the kitchen and bring out the ribs."

Tang Shi responded, and swished into the kitchen.After tossing and tossing for a long time, he was indeed a little hungry.

Tang's mother was setting up a bowl of rice in the living room, and her eyes inevitably caught Tang Shi's pile of books on the sofa, and the two martial arts novels in the middle of the books, which were very conspicuous in terms of size and cover.Song Chunyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Tang Shi nonchalantly, "I knew that if you passed the exam, you would definitely not be so listless."

Tang Shi gave a thick-skinned and naive smile.

Tang's mother paused, and then said: "Now that you are in high school, the curriculum is tight, so don't read extracurricular books in the future."

Tang Shi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the two martial arts novels on the sofa, and immediately responded neatly.It attracted Song Chunyi's very distrustful glance.Song Chunyi looked Tang Shi up and down, moved his lips, and finally said: "You promise simply, as long as you can do it. Eat quickly, and go into the room to do your homework after dinner."

Feeling Tang's mother's distrust, Tang Shi rubbed his nose a little bored.Put the ribs on the table and sit down to eat.As soon as she picked up the chopstick bowl, Mama Tang knocked it with the chopsticks and asked, "Did you wash your hands when you came back?"

Tang Shi shrank his hands, got up and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.The living conditions at this time were not good, especially the old one-story house he rented with Tang's mother, and there was no so-called bathroom at all.Everyone washes their faces, brushes their teeth and even takes a shower in the kitchen, and some people have no toilets at all.The only public toilet is built on the side of the street outside the Hutong entrance.

At night, when the gate of the courtyard is locked and every family is too lazy to go to the toilet, they prepare a toilet at home, put it in a plastic bag, and throw it out with the garbage the next morning.Such a difficult and difficult environment made Tang Shi, whose memory was gradually recovering, extremely uncomfortable.Thinking about it like this, I didn't even think about eating.

Tang's mother looked at her son coldly, and she didn't finish the rice in the bowl for more than half a day, and the ribs and fish on the plate were hardly touched, as if she was angry.Immediately he said with a cold face, "Don't play with me, I don't let you read extracurricular books for your own good. Look at how far your grades have fallen. You were pretty good when you were in junior high school, and you can still I was admitted to a key high school. As a result, when I entered high school, my grades plummeted. At that time, your teacher told me that you didn’t listen carefully in class, and you were always poking around, doing petty tricks, reading extracurricular books, and not doing your homework. Do it seriously. I know you because of your dad..."

Tang Shi listened to Tang's mother's nagging, and ate with his head drooping.Such nagging was almost commonplace during his six years in junior high school and high school.In the past, his father used to talk to him about these things, but then his father disappeared, leaving only Tang's mother who could say a few words.

And such trivial and detailed nagging, after Tang Shi graduated from high school and went to college, after he stumbled into the society to work, there were fewer and fewer.

This is the experience of growing up. When people around you agree that you have grown up, no one will nag you in detail, and when you face the mistakes you make accidentally or accidentally, they will no longer be ignorant. Unconditional forgiveness forgives.A more mature heart faces a more serious life.Life on a university campus is the last indulgence of youthful passion.Afterwards, when new people entered the society, there were intrigues and intrigues in the office, and it was tiring to do all kinds of tricks for a little title and salary increase.The sadness of growing up lies not only in the lost innocence and beauty, but also in the growing smoothness and darkness.

Tang Shi couldn't adapt to this crowded and complicated society, so he resigned and returned home, and started a simpler life.And the reason why he was able to complete this transition so hastily and smoothly, in the final analysis, is that he has a good mother and a good brother, and they support him unconditionally and with all their strength.And these two people have become the only two people in Tang Shi's life who can chatter and complain, but always support him with practical actions no matter when and where.

Such nagging is warm and happy.