Reborn My 1993

Chapter 1 Back to 1993

Zhang Yiming felt as if he had fallen into the boundless darkness, and there seemed to be a force pulling him all the time, preventing him from struggling out of the darkness.

His body is almost soft, and his eyelids are even more heavy as if they weigh a thousand catties. Forget it, since God told him to end his life in this way, he will admit it!

Zhang Yiming gave up the struggle, and was dragged into the deepest part of the darkness by that force.

"Xiao Ming, get up and eat!"

Zhang Yiming's ears moved, and he turned over a little irritatedly, trying to continue sleeping, when suddenly he sat up abruptly.

Isn't he already dead?
How is this going?

He opened his eyes and looked around. The white wall was slightly yellowed, and there was peeling wall skin in the corner. There were two posters on the opposite wall.

Four kings?

Vivian Chow?
Zhang Yiming rubbed his eyes, this is what happened in his life.

He lowered his head and saw that he was covered with a quilt, a quilt with peony flowers on a red background, and a blue and white striped sheet underneath. Although it was a bit old, it was washed very clean, and there seemed to be a slight smell of soap.

He hadn't smelled this familiar smell for many years.

Zhang Yiming turned his head slowly, and when he saw the figure in the mirror, he couldn't help screaming.

In the mirror was a young boy's face, fair and thin, with big eyes, but there was a trace of sickness on his face.

Although this face is young, Zhang Yiming is very familiar with it, because he often sees this face in countless midnight dreams, this young face belongs to his youth.

What's going on, isn't he already dead on the hospital bed? He can still clearly remember the sudden suffocation when the ventilator was withdrawn from his mouth.

"Xiao Ming, are you feeling unwell again?"

At the door, the azalea curtain was lifted, and an old lady in her 50s with a bun came in, her face full of worry.

"grandmother."

Zhang Yiming jumped off the bed in disbelief, and hugged the old lady in his arms.

"Grand grandson, what's the matter? Is he sick again, please let grandma take a look."

This old lady is called Qin Fang, Zhang Yiming's grandma, and she was the best person in the world to Zhang Yiming, but when Zhang Yiming was 19 years old, Qin Fang died of lung cancer due to overwork. At that time, Zhang Yiming was working in other places. Catching up with Qin Fang for the last time, this incident became a regret that Zhang Yiming could never let go of in his life.

Now, a family member who passed away decades ago suddenly appeared in front of him, how could Zhang Yiming not be excited.

"Grand grandson, what's wrong with you, don't scare grandma!"

Seeing that her grandson didn't speak, but hugged her tightly, and even trembled all over, Qin Fang became very nervous.

Zhang Yiming is her darling, more important than herself. During these days, Zhang Yiming has been sick and often has a fever. In severe cases, he even fainted. He went to several hospitals, but they couldn't find out what was wrong. I just rushed to the county from my hometown in the country to take care of my precious grandson.

The grandson was fine just now, why did he become like this after sleeping.

"Grandma, I miss you so much."

Zhang Yiming said softly, as if he was afraid of waking up the dream. At least, Zhang Yiming still thought he was dreaming now, but the dream was too real.

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about, grandma is right beside you, how old you are, and you still act like a baby with grandma, hurry up, go eat!"

Hearing Zhang Yiming's words, the corners of Qin Fang's eyes were a little wet. She didn't feel sorry for this grandson in vain.

Zhang Yiming was completely immersed in this dream of regaining what was lost, but when he felt Qin Fang's force pushing his body, he couldn't help but froze.

Will there be such a real dream in the world?

"Grandma, what date is it today?"

"October 10th, too confused!"

"March 1993, 10?"

Zhang Yiming guessed the approximate date of the scene that appeared in the dream at this time. He had a strange disease when he was 16 years old. His parents were running around to make money and borrow money for his illness, and they had no energy to take care of him. They were originally in Tongyuan County. The grandma in the country will come to take care of him.

"Yeah, Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yiming was completely dumbfounded.

I am reborn?
Is it because God felt that he left too many regrets in his previous life, so he gave him this opportunity to make up for it?

"Grandma, where are my parents?"

After confirming the fact that he was indeed reborn, Zhang Yiming quickly calmed down. Since the gods gave him rebirth to make up for his regrets, he couldn't let this opportunity pass up.

And the turning point of his fate was in these few days, he couldn't remember the exact date, but he knew that not long after grandma came, his life fell from heaven to hell, or in other words, it was the life of his closest relatives fell into hell.

"They went out, don't worry about it, let's eat first, the egg noodles cooked by grandma for you, and a few pieces of braised pork."

Pain and helplessness flashed in Qin Fang's eyes, she didn't answer Zhang Yiming, but walked to the dining table holding Zhang Yiming's hand.

On the slightly faded round table was a large bowl with a blue border. The bowl was full of fried noodles, and a layer of braised pork was spread on the noodles. The family was already heavily in debt because of his illness, but everyone respected him. Without telling him, even his standard of living has not been affected in any way.

Not to mention a family like the Zhang family, even families with much better conditions than theirs can't often eat braised pork. Zhang Yiming's eyes are a little sore.

"Grandma, you can eat together too!"

"Grandma has finished eating, you should eat quickly, if you delay for a while, the noodles will be lumpy and won't taste good."

How could Zhang Yiming not know that grandma was lying. Grandma was diligent and frugal all her life, and all the savings were given to her children and grandchildren. I am afraid that he would never eat such noodles until he died.

But Zhang Yiming knew that he couldn't say anything, so he could only lower his head and eat the noodles bit by bit, but his tears fell silently like drops of water.

"Grandma, I'm full and I'm going to bed."

Zhang Yiming put down his chopsticks after eating less than half a bowl.

"Eat more."

"I'm really full."

Zhang Yiming lowered his head, not daring to let his grandma see his eyes, and quickly turned around and entered the room.

After a while, the sound of eating noodles sounded outside the house, but it could be felt that the sound was deliberately suppressed.

Zhang Yiming was lying on the bed, pictures kept flashing in his head.

Because of his illness, his parents spent all their savings, and finally borrowed a lot from relatives and friends. Even so, it was not enough. Finally, he found a usury loan through a middleman and borrowed 5000 yuan. The 93 yuan in 5000 was basically It was a huge amount of money. At that time, the monthly salary of ordinary workers was only more than 100 yuan.

Since it is a usury loan, the interest is very scary, and the lender is a bastard in Pingcheng. Not long after, because his parents still haven't paid the money, the bastard rushed to the house with people, threatened him first, and smashed it. A lot of things, and finally forced my parents to mortgage the house.

Without a house, Zhang Yiming rented a small house of less than [-] square meters in the suburbs with his parents and grandma. In winter, he got sores on his hands and feet and in summer, he was covered in prickly heat, especially when he woke up at night in winter. Going to the public toilet a hundred meters away from home is simply miserable.

However, this is not enough. In order to repay the relatives’ money, my parents began to work day and night. My father was hit by the scaffolding on the construction site. Although the rescue succeeded in saving his life, his lower body was paralyzed , spent the rest of his life in bed.

The pillar of the family has collapsed, and the mother not only has to continue earning money to make ends meet, but also takes care of her paralyzed husband and sickly son. healthy.

When Zhang Yiming was finally able to support and take care of his mother, his mother suffered from a cerebral hemorrhage and died on the hospital bed, leaving only his father who was paralyzed in bed and Zhang Yiming to depend on each other.

Thinking of everything in the previous life, Zhang Yiming clenched his fists tightly.

There is still time for everything, he is fully capable of preventing the tragedy from happening, and he is fully capable of rewriting himself and rewriting the fate of his loved ones.

Money, as long as he can now earn the money to repay the usury, all this will not happen.

It's just that he is only 16 years old now, and he doesn't have the capital and connections from his previous life. How can he make money?
Zhang Yiming kept thinking wildly, and fell asleep again unknowingly.

In the dream, he was running in the heavy rain, and there was a shambling figure walking in front of him. Zhang Yiming knew who it was, and he wanted to catch up, but the heavy rain not only blocked his sight, but also seemed to entangle his steps, so he could only watch helplessly. Watching the figure getting farther and farther away in the heavy rain, and becoming more and more blurred, he knelt on the ground weakly, crying silently.

(End of this chapter)