The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 275

Sun Lang hesitated for a long time, but finally changed some coins and tried to get on the motorcycle racing machine.

With a loud roar, the game begins.

Accelerate, overtake, turn, drift…

All the movements are so skillful that he doesn’t need too much thinking at all, everything just comes from his body’s instinct.

Why is this happening?

He suddenly felt that something was about to come out of his mind.

He was a little scared, but very much looking forward to it.

So he kept changing the game console and let himself indulge in it.

I don’t know how long it took, and he gradually remembered.

He is not a child in the mountains at all, he is not a hard-working person at all, and he is not a person who respects his parents at all.

Not a good person.

Everyone is lying to him!

That master is a big liar!

All liars!

boom–

He ran out of the game hall angrily, and he was going to ask his parents why they had tricked him into the construction site to suffer. This is literally murder!

“Sun Lang, here!”

Song Qiang had already done his own business at this time and parked the car beside him.

Looking at the young boss, Sun Lang became even more angry, and asked coldly: “Why are you guys lie to me?”

Song Qiang was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood.

Has his memory finally recovered?

He remembered the master’s instructions, so he smiled and said, “Since you remember everything, then go back by yourself.”

Sun Lang frowned: “You send my dad and them here.”

“No,” Song Qiang shook his head and said, “Your parents can’t leave yet.”

“why?”

“They owe me money and they want to work for me to repay the debt.”

“Impossible!” Sun Lang exclaimed, “They opened a restaurant, so how could they owe others money?”

Song Qiang took out an IOU from the car and said, “White paper and black letters, and handprints. In order to cure your amnesia, your parents sold all their houses and owed me… You see, there are 5 behind 1 They have to stay on the construction site until these debts are paid off.”

Sun Lang didn’t believe it, he grabbed the IOU, but it was very clear that his parents owed Song Qiang 100,000.

He was desperate for a moment.

Why is this happening?

Obviously recovering the memory, I can return to the previous “happy” life.

But now… he tells him that his house is gone, his parents’ small restaurant is gone, and he still has a large foreign debt?

Then what is the use for him to restore this broken memory?

He is not as good as he did before, knowing nothing, at least that way, he can live happily every day.

He wanted to leave this place, but he didn’t know where to go.

He knew very well in his heart that he could do nothing but starve to death in the street without the protection of his parents.

“By the way, you just landed on the car,” Song Qiang handed out a notebook from the car window. “Young man, please do it yourself.”

Song Qiang drove away.

Sun Lang took a thin notebook and found a place to sit down.

This is his notes for more than ten days. Although the handwriting is crooked, he has written down a lot of things.

He wants to get rid of the coolie life, to do business, and to buy a new house for his parents so that they can live a stable life.

These naive and childish thoughts impacted his heart over and over again.

He remembered the experience of more than ten days again, and looked at the blisters that had dried on his palms, as well as a few small wounds on the back of his hands that were cut out by stones.

I remembered that the purpose of coming to town today was to buy a gas stove and stew soup for my parents.

It turns out that I can really endure hardships and stand hard work and can really honor my parents?

These were things he had never thought of before.

But now, he really did it.

He felt that an incredible change had taken place in this short ten days.

He put the notebook in his pocket and walked into a grocery store.

…

Hearing the news that Sun Lang had recovered his memory, his parents were waiting anxiously in the temporary shed. The conflict in their hearts had never been so intense as they are now.

Because listening to Song Qiang’s words, although Sun Lang has recovered his memory, it seems that he has become the same as before.

In this world, is there no best of both worlds?

Seeing that it was all dark, Sun Lang still disappeared. When the old couple was about to ask Song Qiang to take them to find them, a motorcycle stopped by the construction site.

Sun Lang got out of the car with a lot of things, then walked into the house silently, connected the gas stove, washed the chicken nuggets he bought, put them in the pressure cooker and stewed them.

The old couple watched his every move in amazement, but they were unpredictable in their hearts.

Didn’t it mean that he recovered his memory? Why doesn’t it look like it?

But they didn’t dare to ask, they were afraid that Sun Lang would suddenly become what he used to be.

Steam came out of the pressure cooker, and the scent of chicken came out. The workers next door smelled the scent and came out to watch and make fun.

“Sun Lang, you are very filial, and you know how to stew some chicken soup for your parents.”

“This guy is pretty good at first, but he doesn’t look like my son, so he won’t ask me if he has a wife.”

“Does the young man have a daughter-in-law, without me introducing one to you.”

“Pharaoh, don’t worry about it, your daughter looks like you.”

“My daughter looks like me, and your son looks like me.”

…

Listening to the ridicule of the workers, Sun Lang’s vision suddenly blurred.

Although I can’t go back to the same life as before, but now it seems to be good.

And he can really endure hardships and stand hard work now. He believes that it won’t take long for his family to pay off Song Qiang’s debt and start Life again.

“Mom and dad, the chicken soup is ready,” Sun Lang filled two bowls of chicken soup from the pressure cooker, “you can eat it while it’s hot, and rest early.”

The old couple was moved with tears, and felt that this bowl of chicken soup was really fragrant.

“Sun Lang,” Dad said after eating the chicken soup, “you should rest early, and we will go home early tomorrow morning.”

Sun Lang listened for a moment: “Where are you going back? Isn’t the family house sold?”

“This…” Dad said embarrassedly, “Actually no, we said that on purpose.”

Is it a lie again?

Suddenly, Sun Lang even had a bad heart.

I finally made a great determination, and from then on I have to work hard and work hard to earn money.

Did you lie to me again?

Am I riding a roller coaster?

“You are all liars!”

Sun Lang angrily ran into his own room, and fell asleep under the covers with his head covered.

But he couldn’t sleep anyhow.

He thought a lot in the dark, nostalgic for the past, but more restless and guilty.

He felt that he should apologize to his parents tomorrow.

…

“Master,” Song Qiang asked worriedly in the car in the distance, “Is this too exciting?”

“Have you ever?” Wu Jun said with a smile, “I think it’s just right.”

“If it were me, I would probably be crazy at this time.”

Wu Jun smiled and said nothing.

Sun Lang has never experienced any ups and downs since he was a child, so his mental endurance is so fragile, and even a little thing can cause amnesia.

This is not the case with him alone, in fact, many people do.

However, after this period of labor, his changes are still obvious.

Through the observation of Tianji’s eyes, although Sun Lang did not become an honest and filial son, he would not take the initiative to go to his small restaurant to help as before.

This is pretty good.

How could the change of personality be completed overnight, he still needs more time to reflect and persist.

However, his mission this time should be considered complete.

This time Song Qiang performed well, and the play was very realistic, and the IOUs were all made.

In fact, situations like Sun Lang can be seen everywhere in Life.

But there are few who can solve the problem cruelly like their family.

“It’s a pity, tomorrow I will have three more capable workers,” Song Qiang said with regret. “It’s really hard to find workers now, Master, do you have any acquaintances like this? Let me introduce a few more to help. Busy?”

Wu Jun:…… Do you regard me as a free labor wholesale market?