The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

If you could live your life again, how would you choose to live it? Invest in real estate and set a small goal to make it 100 million? Study hard to build a foundation from an early age, use your own foresight to get the correct standing of civil servants, and guide the country to the pinnacle of life from then on? Or accumulate funds and enter the stock market to become the richest man in the world.

Now Yang Dongxu tells you how to choose. The plan you just thought about is nonsense. Now how to have enough food is the most important thing. Especially for a child under the age of six.

So everything I said before has nothing to do with Yang Dongxu. He is just a child, a child in extreme shock with a bewildered face, which seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. Soon the growling stomach pulled him into the real world.

Reborn. This is Yang Dongxu's first feeling.

He pinched himself hard, it hurts, it hurts, he is still very hungry, the feeling of a cold wind blowing over his ass and his ass are superimposed with his childhood memories, proving that all of this is not fake.

Yang Dongxu is an employee of a state-owned enterprise. As an authentic rural child born in the 1970s, he went to a brick kiln factory to carry bricks, and used a few acres of land at home to work as a vegetable farmer. Without hesitation, he jumped in and started a small business.

For example, I was very prescient and learned to repair bicycles and some electrical appliances, but I didn’t have the spirit and long-term vision to keep improving with the development of the times and was eliminated within a few years.

In the end, after several twists and turns, he joined a state-owned enterprise and became a glorious assembly line worker. In his forties, he was still a bachelor, commonly known as "scraping a note" in the countryside.

In fact, Yang Dongxu’s life is not bad. This is not the first half of the year. He performed desperately. In the second half of the year, he asked for leave to get a second-hand equipment and pretended to be an old donkey.

During the search, he saw a bright light behind a big tree. He walked from the front of the tree to the back of the tree, but he didn't see what the light was. He seemed to have traveled back to his childhood through time and space.

"Really reborn" ran inside and out of the soil embryo room, rushed out the door and looked at the surrounding bamboo forest and the familiar jujube tree. Yang Dongxu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

There seems to be a little bit of extreme ecstasy, and there is also a little bit of sadness. My eyes are moist and I want to cry but I can't cry, and my heart feels like I have turned into a five-flavored bottle for a moment.

"Xuzi, Xuzi," shouted a few snotty kids in crotch pants and ran over from the intersection.

All the children are wearing cotton trousers, with a rope tied around the ankles to prevent wind leakage. As for how to prevent the wind when the gear is open, no one has thought about it for the time being. Thumb can be vaguely seen in the worn-out cotton shoes, and the cuffs of the cotton jacket on the upper body are used to hold the snot from time to time. After flicking it aside, use it as a rag according to the nose.

"Where are you going to play?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a long time before he realized it.

The few in front of him are all childhood friends and they are all his cousins, but they are not very close. To be precise, the people in the entire Yangjia Village are somewhat related. The grandfather's generation almost all belonged to the same grandfather, or the grandfather's grandfather must have belonged to the same grandfather.

"'Tibet', do you want to come together?"

Zang Ma Ma is the dialect of the countryside, which means hide and seek. Together with Moblinzi, it is the two trump card games in childhood.

There are a lot of people playing Tibetan in the countryside, mainly because there are many children, and every family has two or three children, or even five or six children. Rural children don't go to school until they are seven or eight years old, some even nine years old. Before they go to school, they naturally play. Yang Dongxu, who works in kindergartens and nurseries, only heard about it when he was in junior high school, and he can't see it now.

Naturally, if there are a lot of people, you can't find someone else to hide alone, but a team of two people with the palm of the hand and the back of the hand, and then the team with the palm of the hand, and the team with the back of the hand. One team hid and the other team searched. The rural area is large, with haystacks, trees, and fields. If the mouse hole is big enough, you can get in, so after going back and forth a few times, an afternoon will easily pass.

"Xuzi, who told you to come out? Didn't you let you blow your hair? Come in quickly, play by yourself, and play with you after a few days when Xuzi is well?" A loud voice came from a distance, and several friends They scattered.

In the distance, a short, fat rural woman walked over with a three-year-old girl in her arms. Behind him was a dark-skinned man who was not short, but a little skinny (a term for married or adult men in rural areas).

The woman is naturally Yang Dongxu's mother Ran Yongying, the man is his father Yang Ruxi, and his younger sister Dandan is in his arms. In this age when there was no family planning, Yang Dongxu also had an older sister.

Sister Hongying went to grandma's house the day before yesterday and has not come back yet, younger sister Dandan is a little fussy at home, Yang Dongxu had a bad cold and almost developed pneumonia two days ago.

She fell asleep after taking the medicine in the morning, and her mother was afraid that her sister would wake Yang Dongxu up, so she closed the door and carried her out to hang out with the people in the same village.

When my father came back at this time, it was obvious that the production team had nothing to do, and the summary meeting held every three days or so was over. The main reason was that the production team didn't care about the meal at noon, so they babbled all morning, and then went back to each house to find their mothers.

Since last year, the big pot of rice has been over. Every time you eat, put more in this bowl and less in that bowl. My bowl is too thin, and your bowl is thick. There are conflicts every day.

So the head of the production team waved his hand to get the rations according to the work points, took the food and went home to cook by himself, so as not to make a lot of weird words for one or two rice grains, and come to a fight from time to time.

Being driven back to the house, my father cooked the pot and my mother started to cook. Noodles and cabbage buns are the theme of rural meals. The oil and water are so pitiful.

The big guy Yang Dongxu, who is about the same size as his own head, stuffed a bowl to be considered a little supportive. Taking a clean bowl as a teacup and taking a pack of medicine, Yang Dongxu fell asleep again after a while.

Rural children are skinny, and after two days of weakness, they start to be alive and kicking after eating a few bowls of rice.

Yangjiacun is a village, rather it is a few big square houses. This house does not mean a big courtyard.

Instead, trenches were dug around, leaving only an entrance and exit of three or four meters in front for the bullock carts to pass by. The trench is four to five meters wide and more than two meters deep. The water does not dry up all year round and becomes a natural protection, which feels like a moat.

The square area in the middle surrounded by trenches is called a house, and the people living in a house are basically people with the same surname, either belonging to a grandfather or a grandfather belonging to a grandfather.

The Yang family village is not small, and there are four houses in total. The house where Yang Dongxu's family lives is in the south, so it is called the front house, then the back house, the east house and the west house.

The back house is the oldest house. Later, due to the large population, the sons had to separate after marriage, and gradually there were the east house, the west house and the front house. Therefore, the seniority of the people in the back house is generally higher than that of the other three houses.

"Xuzi is here to match the fire skin, do you want to do it if you come for real or not?" In the morning, he killed a whole bun with soy beans and poured a bowl of porridge. He just led his three-year-old sister in the midst of his mother's shouts. A few kids who walked out of the house ran over.

There are about 20 or 30 households in the South Zhai, and the older ones all go to school when school starts today, so there are more than a dozen little kids like Yang Dongxu who haven't gone to school in the village.

Laiyanghuopi means playing with matchsticks. Matchboxes are pieces of paper after the outer skin of an old-fashioned matchbox is separated. A matchbox can be divided into two matchsticks. There are various patterns and bright colors* *Collector's Edition with beautiful attributes, only for you to see and not for playing.

The patterned match leather is the front, and the non-patterned is the reverse. Front side up and back side down, take a stack together and fold it in the middle, then throw it hard on the ground, the stacked match skins hit the ground and bounce, and the person who threw it with the back side up after landing wins and puts it away.

Then, without touching the matchstick with your hand, fan the matchstick by the side, and use the wind to fan the matchstick from the front to the other side, which is regarded as winning and taking it away.

Hands can touch the ground, but it is a rule not to unbutton the padded jacket and leave it open to help with the wind. As for the real thing, whoever wins is the real one.

The fake is that whoever has the match skins will take out and play with them equally. If there are too many people, the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands will be divided into two teams. restart. If you don't play with it, whoever took out the match skin still belongs to someone else.

"What's so interesting about Yanghuopi? Shall we go for a cold walk in the river?" Although fanning Yanghuopi was Yang Dongxu's stunt when he was a child, he was invincible all over the Yangjia Village, and even made his classmates cry when he went to school.

But as a person in his forties, it's not bad to recall the record of killing the Quartet when he was a child, but he really can't hold back that face if he plays with him now.

"No, my mother knows she will beat me up." Da Liang shook his head, and the other children followed him, and secretly looked behind Yang Dongxu.

Yang Dongxu's body froze, then he looked back nervously, and was relieved to find that his mother hadn't gone out. This time is the first month of the New Year, and the temperature begins to rise.

But this year is obviously colder than previous years. Although the time for walking on the ice has passed, the Locust River not far from Yangjia Village is still frozen, so Gaba has no problem leaving.

A group of little kids going to play on the ice is obviously forbidden by their parents, especially when there are no other adults watching, it is absolutely necessary to catch a meal of fried pork at one time.

"Go, go over there to discuss." Yang Dongxu waved his big hand, as if he was leading the big brother, and took five or six little kids and led his sister to the outside of the house. Discussing at the door of the house is likely to be beaten up by my mother before leaving, so it is better to stay away and plan.

Out of the house is a bamboo forest. The adults are busy with family affairs at this time and don't have to go to the fields in winter, so there are no people around. Yang Dongxu took Da Liang and other friends to squat and form a circle.

"Does Da Liang want to eat fish?" Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows.