Sand sculpture and salted fish want to fall in love [Rebirth]

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the long slope, and it just rained last night, so the unpaved country road was slippery and muddy.

Shen Gubei slung his schoolbag across his shoulders, avoiding the potholes and quagmire, and walked home along the side of the road.The cornfields on both sides of the path were taller than a person, and the leaves swept across his face, and he smelled the smell of mud mixed with grass.

Passing by the door of Wei Zeling's house, he was holding a stainless steel rice bowl bigger than his face and trying hard to cook.

Shen Gubei glanced at it. The bottom of the rice bowl was stewed rice with sweet potatoes, and the top was covered with braised pork, which was full of aroma.

"Why did you come back?" Seeing him, Wei Zeling grinned and showed his white teeth, waving his hands in greeting, "My dad made a big pot of stewed meat and asked you to come to my house for dinner."

"No need, my mother should have saved food." Shen Gubei didn't stop for a moment, and walked straight to his house.

"Hey, then I'll give you two pieces of meat." He picked out two fat and thin pieces of meat, and as soon as he picked them up with chopsticks, Shen Gubei had long since disappeared.

Wei Zeling looked at him, then lowered his head to look at the braised pork, picked up his chopsticks and continued to gobble it up.

When Shen Gubei returned home, he pushed open the creaking broken wooden door, the house was quiet, and his mother Fang Wan hadn't come back yet.

His father died when he was young, and Fang Wan was born with a weak body. In order to support the whole family, she could only do odd jobs from early to late every day.Shen Gubei was ignorant at that time, he only felt that Fang Wan was usually too busy and didn't care about him.

It wasn't until she vomited blood many times and was sent to the hospital where she was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer that Shen Gubei realized that she was the one who was truly cold-blooded.

Fortunately, Fang Wan's condition did not deteriorate in 1999.She kept the house neat and orderly, which was a world of difference from the mess after the diagnosis.

Shen Gubei put down his schoolbag, and came to the kitchen by familiar ways.Lifting the lid of the pot, there were two steamed buns and a plate of fried vegetables lying on the drawer.

The food has been sitting all day, and it looks unappetizing, and it tastes even more unappetizing.

When she was young, what Shen Gubei complained about Fang Wan the most was her poor cooking skills.The alkali was not evenly sprinkled when steaming the steamed buns, and occasionally a mouthful of alkali was eaten, which was full of bitter taste.There is no salt in the stir-fried vegetables, only vinegar, so sour.

"It's so unpalatable." Shen Gubei finished eating the steamed buns and vegetables slowly, his eyes were a little moist.

The taste of my mother is really unpalatable.When he was young, he always wanted to escape and deliberately refused to eat the meals prepared by Fang Wan.Who would have thought that the torture would end so abruptly.

After dinner, Shen Gubei washed the dishes, picked up his schoolbag and walked into his room.

The structure of the room is very simple, the furniture is only a wooden bed and a desk, and the space is so small that it is difficult to even turn around.

There was a musty smell in the air, and the walls were damp and yellow.Shen Gubei looked outside through the window, and recognized the three-story building of the uncle's house behind him.I don't know whether it is intentional or intentional, and the sun is completely blocked.

Shen Gubei drew the floral curtains, and saw a mirror with missing corners on the table.He picked it up and finally saw his 17-year-old self clearly.

Uh…

Weak chicken non-mainstream?

The overly long hair blocked the eyes and nose, and the corners of the mouth were covered with bruises.The neckline was wide open, and the thin collarbones were deeply recessed.There is almost no flesh on the body, the skin is covered with distinct bones, and it is weak to sick.

A teenager does not have the freshness of adolescence, only the depression of complaining about others.

What's wrong with you at such a young age?Facing the mirror, Shen Gubei silently disliked it for a few seconds, rummaged through the box to find the scissors, and began to trim his hair.

With a quick hand, he cut the bangs above the eyebrows with two clicks, revealing the full vestibule and bright eyes.

Turning his hands back to prepare to trim the hair at the back, there was a nightmarish sound from outside the house.His hands trembled, almost stabbing him in the neck.

Shen Gubei put down the scissors, carefully discerned, and heard his aunt chattering with a few wives.

"...My brother died early, leaving behind two white-eyed wolves. He eats my house and lives in mine every day, and he has no intention of paying back the money." The aunt's tone became more and more mean, "Fang Wan's widow ordered Rickoff, bad luck, I She is probably responsible for what happened to my brother."

Shen Gubei clenched his fists, the tip of his tongue slowly licked his canine teeth, his eyes were cold.

Eight years ago, his father died unexpectedly while working.The uncle argued with the contractor, got 2000 yuan in compensation, happily built a new house, and gave up the old house to his sister-in-law.

In the early 90s, the uncle’s house was the most magnificent in the village.He used the remaining money to start a small business and became the first ten thousand household in the village.

One year in the cold winter, Shen Gubei developed a high fever, which persisted for several days.Fang Wan had no money to go to the hospital, so she had to borrow money from her uncle.As a result, my aunt held a grudge from then on, and came to the door every now and then to collect debts, paying off the principal and paying interest.

Fang Wan couldn't bring out that much, so her aunt told everyone that their mother and son were white-eyed wolves, how ignorant they were.

"Anyway, I just hope that someone will introduce an old man to the widow, let her move out with the little white-eyed wolf, and give up my house, just give some dowry." The aunt brought the topic to Shen Gubei, He began to criticize him for being worthless and poor in grades, not as good as his own son.

My aunt probably knew that Shen Gubei was at home, so she purposely said to the window with a loud voice.

Shen Gubei just listened quietly and didn't intend to go out to refute.

What's the meaning of mouth cannon?He's always turning things around.

——Turn to death.

The more my aunt talked, the more vigorous she was, and she revealed all the old accounts, repeating for the eighteen thousandth time, "When the little widow got married, I disagreed...".

As soon as the conversation started, the phrase "sister-in-law" suddenly sounded in the distance.

Softly, with a gentle tone.

When my aunt saw Fang Wan come back, she rolled her eyes and left quickly, with the word "bad luck" as if engraved on her forehead.

Fang Wan suffered too much staring, she was already numb.She put down the back basket and thumped her shoulders hard, her body was thinner than a piece of paper.

After 2 minutes, she wiped off her sweat, pulled out a smile with great effort, turned around and stepped over the threshold.

The house is quieter than usual, and there are no dirty dishes on the table.

Fang Wan thought her son hadn't come back, so she looked down and saw Shen Gubei's gray cloth schoolbag.

"Bei Bei." Fang Wan always called him by his nickname, with a gentle and soft tone, which sounded like 'Bei Bei'.

"En." Shen Gubei responded.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

"That's good." Fang Wan was worried that he would lose his temper again, and refused to eat the food she cooked. "After two days to go to the market, my mother will cut two catties of meat for you to nourish your body."

"No need." Shen Gubei refused, the meat dishes made by his mother were no better than vegetarian dishes.

"...What's wrong with you today?" Fang Wan sensed that something was wrong with her son, and hurried into his room.

Shen Gubei was tossing his hair in front of the mirror, and it was all because of his aunt's snarl just now, which made him cut the back of his hair too short.

"Ah!" Fang Wan screamed in fright when she saw his new look.

"..." Shen Gubei's hand holding the scissors shook again, almost stabbing his neck again.

"Why did you cut your hair?" Fang Wan asked in surprise.

Before she talked about it, Shen Gubei didn't want to cut off her mop-like hair. The sun came out from the west today?

"Block your eyes, it's inconvenient to do your homework."

"Just because of this?" Fang Wan couldn't believe it.

However, her son cut her hair short, looking fresh and refreshing, which made her originally gloomy mood much brighter.

"Look at you, why are you cutting so messy? Mom will take you to the barber shop in town tomorrow." She paused for a few seconds, then changed her words, "Not tomorrow, Uncle Wei will help our family harvest corn, it will have to wait until the day after tomorrow."

Uncle Wei refers to Wei Yannian, Wei Zeling's father. After his father passed away, their father and son often helped Fang Wan with farm work.

"That's good, the hair will grow back in two days and it won't be messy." The barber shop in the town is not cheap, and Shen Gubei knows the conditions of his family, so he can save as much as he can now, and try to save as much money as possible for his mother to see a doctor.

Thinking of Fang Wan's illness, he put down the scissors and inquired about Fang Wan's physical condition.

Fang Wan hadn't had a good conversation with her son for a long time, so of course she answered every question, and she even persuaded him to study hard.

"As long as you are admitted to university, your mother will sell you everything... Cough, cough!" Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly coughed twice.

"Slow down." Shen Gubei quickly patted her on the back and asked her mother what was wrong.

"No, I'm in good health, don't worry about me."

"Okay." Shen Gubei agreed, knowing in his heart that Fang Wan was already showing signs of illness.

The doctor said that she was just having common pneumonia, but it got worse and worse because she refused to treat her for fear of spending money.

The most important thing right now is to make money as soon as possible to treat my mother.

Shen Gubei had an idea in his heart, he was so obedient on the surface, he pinched his shoulders and beat his back for his mother, to make up for the unfulfilled filial piety in his previous life.

Fang Wan was only 39 years old when she passed away, and her body was emaciated like an old man.

She is so beautiful, gentle and tough, and treats everyone around her well.

Fate treated her too harshly, from birth to death, she never enjoyed a single day of happiness.

"Beibei, if something happens to you, you must tell mom." Fang Wan pressed Shen Gubei's hand, and asked him worriedly, "Is someone bullying you again in school?"

Fang Wan knew that her son was being bullied on campus, and she even approached the principal about it.

In the high schools in the town, the teachers are basically from the town, and they don't want to hurt their friendship with the students and parents.

Fang Wan is a weak woman, she really can't do anything to them.

"No, the school is pretty good." Shen Gubei reassured her.

"That's fine." Fang Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked him to study hard again.

"Okay, I'm going to do my homework."

"Hey, let's go." Fang Wan was overjoyed when she saw that he really took out the textbook.

what a good day today

My son has really changed!

Shen Gubei took out a clean textbook, first crossed out the original name with a pen, and wrote his own name.

This set of books was originally owned by Lin Facai. After "friendly negotiation", he voluntarily exchanged the crumpled set of textbooks with Shen Gubei.

Uncle Lin Facai is the principal of Qingli Middle School. Even if his grades are a mess, he can still attend key classes.However, Lin Facai had no talent for learning, and relied on his family's money to refuse to study hard. The study materials bought with a lot of money were cleaner than his face, and Shen Gubei was free to pick up cheap ones.

It is not easy to make up for 20 years away from high school.Shen Gubei was well aware of the truth, and he was extremely focused on his studies. He wrote the thick textbook page by page without getting tired at all, until the high-pitched rooster crowing sounded in his ears.

There was no clock at home, so he looked out the window, and there was a streak of white in the eastern sky.

"It's dawn?" Shen Gubei brushed his hair.

In the third year of high school in his previous life, he always felt that the flow of time was too slow, and there was no end in sight for every day without hope.

Now, time seems to be pressed on the accelerator key, wishing to squeeze out another 24 hours in the gap between day and night, so that he can turn all his dreams into reality.

The young child was full of energy, Shen Gubei stayed up all night without feeling physically tired.The only downside is that she is too thin, so she has to find time to exercise.

He stretched himself, walked slowly into the kitchen, and cooked porridge on the briquette stove.Another cage was set up on it, and the last egg in the house was beaten to make egg custard.

The heat wave was gurgling in the pot, and the aroma of rice porridge overflowed.

Shen Gubei casually drank a bowl of porridge, left the steamed eggs for his mother, changed into clean clothes and stepped into the morning sun, planning to run for half an hour in the morning before going to school.

Fang Wan opened her eyes when she heard the movement, thinking that Wei Yannian next door was busy.

Hearing Shen Gubei say through the door, "Mom, I'm going to school, remember to eat the eggs on the stove", only then did I realize that the smell came from my own kitchen.

"Beibei, why did you go so early?" Fang Wan ran out in a hurry, only seeing the back of Shen Gubei going away.

The young man ran towards the light with his long legs, and the morning sun fell on his shoulders, like a pair of golden wings flapping to fly.

Seeing that her son had gone far away, Fang Wan followed the scent to the kitchen, and she saw a bowl of egg custard decorated with green onions.

"When will this kid know how to cook?" Fang Wan muttered.

The family is poor, and she is always afraid of treating her son badly, so she always takes care of him as much as possible.

Shen Gubei has never done housework and hard work since he was a child, how could he know how to cook?

Fang Wan thought, picked up a spoon and took a sip.

The eggs were a little hot, and the tip of the tongue was slightly numb from the simmer.But she didn't care about the pain, and immediately took a second bite.

"Also, it's delicious."

Aftertaste of this egg custard with simple ingredients, it is fresh and tender, and it is indeed much better than her cooking level.

"My Beibei has grown up, that's great." Fang Wan murmured, "Even if I can't hold on anymore, Beibei can take care of me, that's great..."

The author has something to say:

In his previous life, he didn't cherish her well, and he regretted it only after losing her...

After rebirth, he will spoil her fiercely, love her, and give her the whole world!

Shen Gubei (disgusted): Wake up, that's my real mother.

Thanks to Budoudou, just a passerby, Lanmeng Xingkong, Huiyi, 51835509, Suspicious Yuehua, Xiaoqiguang, Jiusan, and the white is not the overlord ticket given by the cat!Thank you for all the nourishment!