
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, wake up. It's 12 in the morning. Get up and eat cake. ”
Feng Yu felt this voice was a little unknown, yet it felt very affectionate. He muttered his answer and opened his eyes. He saw a young face that only existed in his memory.
"Brother?"
“You're awake now. Hurry up and wash your face. I've told you not to drink, yet you still insist. You have missed the Spring Festival show. '' Feng Danying said with a smile.
Spring Festival Night? Is it Lunar New Year's Eve?
Feng Yu, feeling confused, looked around. An old room, less than six square meters, a single bed, a patched bed, an old wooden table, on top was a 20 watt incandescent light bulb that emitted dim lights, old newspapers were covering the walls, which were all national events that he could't remember.
Isn't this the old farmhouse from his childhood? But this house has long been destroyed with the development of the cities, and how did my sister become so young?
Feng Yu raised his hand, only to find that this was definitely not a joke as his hands became smaller and his arms became thinner.
He hurriedly jumped off the bed and stood near the door frame. The door frame has a knife mark that records his height that he makes every year on Lunar New Year's Eve. The highest marking shows 1988.166 cm.
Is this 1988? He hasn't graduated from Junior High?
He pinched himself and almost cried from the pain. This isn't a dream?
Feng Yu opened the door, his mother was cooking a cake with a kitchen pot. He lives in a small house. The kitchen is outside her room and on the other side of the kitchen there is a living room. The living room is also called the central room on the farm.
"You ride? Do you still dare to drink in the future? "Zhang Muhua looked at his son affectionately.
Feng Yu looked at his dark-haired mother with teary eyes.
“Bu, you've worked hard. ”
"What are you talking about . Hurry up and wash your face and go watch TV. Bakpao will be ready soon. '' Zhang Muhua, after hearing what Feng Yu said, was very pleased. This shows that his son is an adult.
When Feng Yu saw his father sitting on a bench in the living room, his lips trembled. In the years to come, when he could make money, his father was detected with end-stage brain cancer and died within three months.
Due to the death of his father, Feng Yu became angry for several years.
"Dad. ”
Feng Xingtai turned around and looked at his son, “Oh, you are already awake. Still feeling dizzy? Come ... watch TV. It's a traditional folk dance. ”
Feng Xingtai turned around and looked at his son, “Oh, you are already awake. Still feeling dizzy? Come ... watch TV. It's a traditional folk dance. ”
“No more dizziness. The alcohol has passed. Dad, I want to have a drink with you later. "Seeing his father's angry expression, Feng Yu quickly explained:" Beer will do. ”
In his life, Feng Yu had only been drunk with his father a few times. Now, what Feng Yu wanted the most was to drink with his father again.
“So you haven't learned your lesson? Fine . Then drink more. See if you can wake up tomorrow for a New Year's Day visit! Danying, go and grab two bottles of beer. ”
Feng Danying shook his head helplessly and went to grab a beer and a glass.
There is also a single bed in the living room with a bed. Feng Danying attended boarding school and only returned during the holidays. When he returns, he will sleep with his mother. This bed was for Feng Xingtai. But three years ago, it belonged to Feng Yu.
On the west wall of the living room, there was a three-door vertical wardrobe and on top of the wardrobe were two luggage. On a solid wooden table stands a 14-inch black-and-white TV set, which airs the Spring Festival Night TV program.
Feng Yu did not watch TV but went to the front of the wardrobe and looked at himself in the mirror. Although the lighting was not very good, Feng Yu was able to see himself clearly. He is now a teenager with a little beard under his nose.
He saw a wall calendar on the door, February 16, 1988, New Year's Eve.
He can now be sure that he is reborn!
The mother quickly cooked the dumplings, Feng Yu and Feng Danying, went to the kitchen to help take out the dumplings. After everyone sat down, Feng Xingtai picked up the chopsticks.
The mother quickly cooked the dumplings, Feng Yu and Feng Danying, went to the kitchen to help take out the dumplings. After everyone sat down, Feng Xingtai picked up the chopsticks.
"Xiaoyu, will you drink again ?!" Zhang Muhua looked at Feng Yu.
"Mom, it's New Year's, let me drink more. ”
Feng Xingtai also said a few words to him. Zhang Muhua shook his head. Feng Yu diligently poured beer for his mother and sister. A family should drink together.
"Dad, Mom, sister, Happy new year, applause!"
Feng Yu casually ate the leftovers on the table, which he thought was delicious. During this time, there is no such growth hormone in the future. All fish and rabbits are caught from nature. Chicken and pigs are kept alone. The father and son ate these dishes and pastries. Feng Xingtai only allowed each of them to only have one beer.
After dinner, Feng Yu took a bath and returned to his room to lie down. While lying on the bed, he flipped. He thought back to his previous life before traveling to the past.
Feng Yu Ben was a middle-aged man in his forties. After resigning from the securities firm, he made investments and invested in stocks, futures, gold, crude oil. Although he was not very successful, his income was still not bad.
He had a wife but no children. When his father died early, his mother lived with him.
He remembered that it was the spring of 2015. In order to take his wife abroad to treat infertility, he desperately needed money.
He used up all his savings, mortgaged his house and car, and borrowed large sums of money to invest in the stock market. According to his analysis, it is a great market, and even a fool can make money.
He used up all his savings, mortgaged his house and car, and borrowed large sums of money to invest in the stock market. According to his analysis, it is a great market, and even a fool can make money.
At first, the market was very good. His investment doubled in a short period of time. But he wants more profit. So, he dared to use high leverage with investment companies. If his investment increased again, he would be unable to do anything for the rest of his life and still be able to live comfortably.
When the stock index rose to 5,000 points, he was greedy like many others. He thought the stock market would continue to rise. The stock market is up a little bit. However, the market immediately swooped in, and because he used high leverage and did not have any additional funds, he suffered significant losses. After paying the borrowed money, he was as poor as a church rat. His wife did not know that the house and car had been mortgaged. Feng Yu did not know how to deal with his family when he came home.
He's broke. On that day, he drank a lot and “inadvertently” fell into the street, in front of a lot of people and was hit by a big truck.
In this way, do not consider it a suicide. The accident insurance policy he bought would pay millions. It should be enough to make up for the house and car and also leave some money for his mother and wife.
He remembered when he saw the big truck driving towards him. He thought that if God could give him a chance to return, he would not want to die again. He wants his family to be comfortable!
But he did not expect that the Gods would give him a chance to return again!
Since the Gods had allowed him to return, he would not relive the regrets of his current past. He wants to be rich, he wants to be a legend in the investment world!
Thinking of this, Feng Yu could only shout: "I, Feng Yu, have returned !!!"
"Xiaoyu, stop yelling and quickly go to sleep. '' Zhang Muhua shouted from behind the wall. At the same time complaining about her husband. How could he let his son drink at night again?
Hearing his mother's complaint, Feng Yu smiled and turned to sleep.