Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

Fan Xia originally thought that before officially entering high school, he could enjoy another happy summer vacation and draw a perfect end to his junior high school life.

But he soon found out that he was wrong.

If the senior part of No. [-] Middle School is the hard mode of making up lessons every day, then the attached middle school is the hell mode.

Sent together with the admission notice is a notice for military training and early reporting.

Shanghai high schools have a specialty, the so-called "three studies" - learning the military, learning engineering, and learning agriculture.Among them, "learning the army" means entering military training.

The report notice clearly stated that I will report to the school on August [-]th and start military training on the [-]th.Rest for three days after military training.The senior one course will officially start on August [-]th. Except for weekends and national holidays, students are not allowed to leave the school. Violators will be punished as absenteeism.

"School starts in August? Who is going to die of heat?"

The joy of getting the admission notice lasted less than 5 minutes before being extinguished, Fan Xia said with a sad face.

"Are the classrooms at the High School Attached to X University air-conditioned? Are the bedrooms air-conditioned?"

Fan Xia asked eagerly.

The summer in Shanghai this year came very early, not to mention that the weather was still extremely hot. The high temperature that has lasted for many days has scorched the entire urban area like an iron plate.

Thinking of standing in a military posture and walking forward on the hot playground in this kind of weather, Fan Xia felt that he would soon turn into a soft rice cake and completely melt away.

"Are you dreaming? What doesn't exist in the dormitories of University X, why does the attached middle school have?"

Ning Xiaobei, who had studied at X University for four years as an undergraduate, laughed at him for dreaming.

Anyway, until the year he graduated, the men's dormitory was not equipped with air-conditioning.

"Ah, No. [-] is still good!"

Fan Xia yelled and lay down on the sofa—although No. [-] Middle School also needs military training, at least he can go home and sleep at night.

Whether Fan Xia likes it or not, the day to report to the school finally came.After waving goodbye to his air conditioner, electric fan, game console and DVD, Fan Xia dragged his suitcase to the small square downstairs.

Ning Xiaobei and Chang Leyun, who were also dragging their luggage, were already waiting downstairs.

"Hurry up, it's you who is slow. There is a lot of shit on the lazy donkey."

When Zhao Jingwen saw him coming downstairs, he called everyone to get in the car.

In order to send the child to report for duty, he specially rented a seven-seater Iveco.His new Toyota coupe couldn't fit that many people.However, the three children's luggage took up too much space, so Chang Leyun's new father, Nanhui Xiao Zhao, could not go with him.

After making sure that everything was in place, Zhao Jingwen stepped on the gas pedal, and the minibus left the gate of the Workers' New Village and headed west.

The High School Affiliated to X University is next door to the new campus of X University, a famous university. The school moved from the old town almost three years ago.Compared with the old campus in the urban area, which was "dojo in a snail shell", the campus in the suburbs is naturally large and magnificent, but its shortcomings are also obvious-in the words of Fan Xia in the future, it is like being locked up in the mountains Read for three years.

Naturally, the attached middle school will not be located in the deep mountains and old forests. It is really because of its remote location, and the subway will not be opened until at least another seven or eight years if it is fully loaded.Looking around from the gate of the school, apart from the fields and fish ponds, and high-tension lines, it is completely rural scenery.

To go to the city, the locals either drive by themselves or can only take long-distance buses.There are two buses a day, one in the morning and one in the evening, and it takes about two and a half hours to drive to the urban area one way.So the locals simply call going to the urban area "going to Shanghai", and they don't regard themselves as Shanghainese at all.

Of course the attached middle school has a school bus, but it will not start operating until September when the school officially starts, and now I can only rely on myself to go to school.

The further west the car drove, the more desolate the scenery on both sides of the road became.First, I passed a large number of old factory buildings, and then there were no factory buildings, only fields left.

Fan Xia even saw a cow, a live cow!

Lying on the glass window, his eyes were wide open, and he made eye contact with the brown old cow in a blink of an eye.

"God, boss, why did you choose such a place to study?"

In the back row of the car, Wang Yihong and her daughter were talking in a low voice.

It was also the first time for Chang Leyun to live alone in a place so far away from home. Girls are always more delicate. When the car drove to the bridge toll booth, the little girl began to cry.Wang Yihong took her hand and had a lot of things to tell her, so she talked all the way.

Ning Xiaobei and his father started to doze off from the moment they got in the car, the car was shaking and shaking, and the two of them had already fallen asleep and passed out.

It wasn't that the two of them were big-hearted, it was that Ning Jianguo had told him to pay attention to his health, not to study too hard, and to take care of Fan Xia and the other children last night.

Talking until midnight, Ning Xiaobei couldn't help but started yawning, Ning Jianguo finally closed the suitcase that was already stuffed no longer, and went to bed with his son in his arms.

So Fan Xia made a fuss for a long time, and when he turned around, he found that no one was paying attention to him, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Silly boy. Didn't you want to go to the mountains to learn martial arts? Do you think there are air conditioners or game consoles in the mountains?"

Zhao Jingwen saw his dumbfounded face, and patted his head while the red light was on.

"Let's go around the nearby ancient town at noon, have lunch together, and report to the school in the afternoon."

There are many ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River that are well maintained in the suburbs of Shanghai, such as the famous Zhujiajiao, Qibao Old Street, which is famous for its food, Shaojialou, and Xinchang Ancient Town.

There is also an old street not far from the attached middle school, which retains the original style of a hundred years ago, and film crews often come here to shoot scenes.

The car bent into the temporary parking lot filled with gravel, and a jolt finally woke up Ning Xiaobei and his son.

Ning Xiaobei wiped his mouth, and before he came out of the dream of "Papa Resurrected", he saw Fan Xia who was sitting across from him projected a resentful look.

"what?"

"Boss, you lied to me."

Fan Xia wrinkled his nose.

He has grown very tall now, with long hands and long feet, like a tree that grows wantonly in summer.In the physical examination before graduation, Fan Xia has grown to 1.7 meters [-], and he looks like an adult from behind.

Some time ago, Fan Xia and him were wandering the streets in the city center, and a girl in her early twenties came up to him and asked him for his phone number.Fan Xia blinked and said: Big sister, our teacher said that middle school students are not allowed to fall in love.Embarrassing the two girls and running away.

However, his demeanor is still very childish, he likes to wink exaggeratedly, and he makes strange noises from time to time. He looks like an ignorant child, which looks funny to Ning Xiaobei.

"What did I lie to you?"

Ning Xiaobei got out of the car wearing a sun hat.Today, he rarely wore a floral shirt, with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and sandals with holes. At first glance, he thought he was a returned overseas Chinese from Nanyang.

He touched his temples and felt a tingling pain. It may be that the air conditioner in the car was turned on too hard just now, and it gave him a headache.

"You said that the attached middle school is a good place. You can find everything you want around, but you don't have it in No. [-] middle school."

"Yeah, look how clean it is here. There are not many people in the town, and there is no place to play if you want to play. It's the best place to study."

No. [-] Middle School is located in a busy city, but the most lacking thing is cleanliness.Sometimes there is a traffic jam on the road outside, and the sound of violent horns will float into the classroom.

Although it was approaching noon, the whole ancient town was still quiet, and the people who lived near the water and pillowed the river had a very leisurely life.The speed of time flowing here seems to have slowed down.

Chang Leyun watched curiously a woman squatting by the river with a tub of clothes in her arms, beating her with a laundry stick that was only seen on TV in ancient costumes.

In the teahouse not far away, the hot air from the Tiger Stove kept pouring out from the blackened chimney.Along with the hot air, there was also the opening tune of Tanci sung by the storyteller, one chant and three sighs, all in Wu Nong's soft words, as warm and lingering as the river water at their feet.

Locals in Shanghai also love to listen to Suzhou Pingtan. In this era when old-fashioned dock performers have not completely disappeared, these old towns scattered around Shanghai and Suzhou are their last stand.

In a few years, this small town will be developed commercially, with identical online celebrity shops selling nationally unified souvenirs and postcards, and then gradually becoming blurred and even hideous.

Because it was not a weekend, there were few tourists. They only spent 20 yuan to charter a cruise ship. They planned to browse around the area first, and then went to the Linshui Restaurant on the other side to have lunch.

The boat lady paddled her oars, sang boat songs, and sent them to a temple first.

Ning Xiaobei didn't believe in ghosts and gods at first, but the adults said they were going to offer incense and ask for a token of safety for the three children, so he had no choice but to follow in.

Touching my head while walking, I felt that not only my temples, but even the back of my head started to hurt.

This is too bad, the military training will start tomorrow after the report is over, what if the body can't take it and collapses?

Ning Xiaobei thought about finding a pharmacy in the town for a while and buying some antipyretic and antidiarrheal medicines. When Nanf packed his luggage yesterday, it seemed that Dad only put on anti-asthma spray.

Before entering the temple, Ning Xiaobei glanced at the inscription erected at the entrance of the temple, this small temple seems to be an ancient temple.

The three children walked around the empty front hall of the monastery a few times. Chang Leyun felt that it was boring, so he went to the living room to find Wang Yihong who was donating incense money.Fan Xia, the monkey, was not quiet for a while, and he didn't know where he went.

Stepping into the Daxiong Palace, the temple's unique scent of sandalwood mixed with the smell of incense candles and old wood makes people feel a little groggy.Although there are no monks in the main hall, incense is still offered as usual, and there are disk-shaped tower incense hanging from the beam every three or five steps.

From the side hall came the sound of monks chanting scriptures, buzzing like a hundred mosquitoes and flies singing together, which made people feel even more headache.Light-colored smoke coiled around the hall, and the ceiling was smoked black and yellow over the years.

Ning Xiaobei raised his head high and counted the eighteen statues of arhats lined up on both sides.

Some of these venerables made of golden statues sat upright and thoughtful;Although there are only eighteen statues, they seem to cover all kinds of gestures in the event, which made Ning Xiaobei fascinated for a while.

He looked over one by one, only in front of his eyes, not the back of his head, and accidentally bumped into someone else.Ning Xiaobei hastily turned his head to apologize, but found that the person standing behind him was not a tourist, but a great monk in dark brown robes.

The monk looked thin and slender, with an air of immortality, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.He seemed to be taken aback when he saw Ning Xiaobei, and after clasping his palms together and saying aloud, he asked him where he came from.

"I'm from Shanghai."

Ning Xiaobei replied naturally.

Seeing the puzzled expression on the monk's frown, he had to explain again, saying that he was from the urban area.

The monk shook his head, and walked out without even answering the words.

Ning Xiaobei wondered why this person is so impolite. It seems that this temple is not an authentic temple, but a tourist attraction.

Who knew that the monk walked to the door, turned around suddenly, pointed to a sea lantern hanging on the roof beam and asked, "What do you think this is?"

Ning Xiaobei glanced at it, and replied puzzledly, "Hai Deng."

Although he hadn't been in the Bodhisattva temple very much, he didn't know the furnishings of the temple.However, I have read it in the book, and I know the sentence "Don't sink into the black sea in this life, but there is a great light in your nature", which refers to the sea lantern in front of the Buddha, which will last forever, light up the mind and maintain peace forever.

The monk smiled, turned around and disappeared behind the wooden gate without speaking again.

Ning Xiaobei felt that he was really playing tricks, so he snorted softly.

Then he felt his shoulders being held by someone, and turned his head to see that it was Fan Xia.

"When did you show up, you scared me."

Ning Xiaobei took half a step back.

In the end, Fan Xia was even more surprised than him, "I've been behind you all the time, and I'm still talking to you."

"Bullshit."

Ning Xiaobei pointed at the carved gate, "I'm talking to the great monk. Let's go and tell my dad and Aunt Wang that this temple is not authentic, so tell them not to buy any tokens of safety, they are all small commodities." Wholesale market wholesale."

"Boss, you have sunstroke."

Fan Xia looked terrified, "Where did this monk come from? Besides, didn't I just hang the Buddhist beads in your hand just now? My uncle said that it was consecrated by their presiding master. He patted his chest, and said a little happily, "This is mine.My uncle said, 'Men wear Guanyin and women wear Buddha', so he invited me to worship the goddess of Guanyin. "

Ning Xiaobei took a closer look, and saw a small white jade Guanyin plaque wrapped in red thread, hanging around Fan Xia's neck.The jade brand is white and shiny, and the carving is also very good, so it should be expensive.

Fan Xia doesn't have any religious concepts. All his knowledge of Guanyin Bodhisattva comes from the TV series "Journey to the West".Since Master Avalokitesvara can subdue even the supernatural Monkey King, his natural mana is boundless. From the perspective of combat effectiveness, he should be very good. He admires him for being able to fight.

Ning Xiaobei lowered his head and found that there was a string of sandalwood beads on his right wrist at some point.Each bead is the size of a thumb, but it has not been touched by anyone, and the color is too fresh and not very heavy, with a faint fragrance.These two should be the tokens that Uncle Zhao and Dad obtained for them respectively.

"Impossible...I was talking to him just now."

Ning Xiaobei raised his head and pointed in the direction of Hai Deng, wanting to say that the person asked me what it was.But in the next second, he was completely stunned.

This is not a temple oil lamp, but an electric lamp.To be precise, it is an LED ceiling lamp emitting pale and pale light.

Sniffing vigorously again, a smell of disinfectant solution unique to the hospital filled the nostrils, and there was no sandalwood scent there.

The ground shook for a while, Ning Xiaobei took two steps back, and was horrified to see that the bluestone bricks on the ground were cracking one by one, and the statues around him kept shaking.Those arhats, those Avalokitesvara, Sakyamuni, and the gold foils on the bodies of gods and Buddhas in the sky also fell down like rain.

He thought it was an earthquake, and subconsciously wanted to grab Fan Xia's hand, but he couldn't get anything.Taking a closer look, he saw that his hands were covered in blood.

Not only his hands, but also his eyes were blood red, and the blood snaked down from his forehead, covering his eyelashes.

The screams, the siren of the ambulance, and the sound of various instruments in the emergency room of the hospital replaced the Sanskrit sound and filled the eardrums. Ning Xiaobei raised his head and looked around blankly.

All ancient towns and temples are gone.

I was standing outside the emergency room of a hospital.

He turned his head and watched a bloodied man being pushed into the operating room by the nurse.

The dream world collapsed.

The author has something to say:

Here we will pick up the bar incident~~ Xiaobei's head hurts not because he caught a cold, but because he was injured in the bar. It hurts so much that he even felt it in his dream.