Chapter 2 Those People, Those Things



Chapter 2 Those People, Those Things

"Son, do you want to go for a walk?"

After washing the dishes, Wang Jingyu called her son as usual, even though she knew that her son would rarely go for a walk in the village with her.

Although his academic performance is good, his son is still too young and doesn't like to socialize with outsiders.

"OK."

Hearing this proposal, Zhou Anan smiled and nodded.

After his career started to improve, Zhou Anan developed the health-preserving habit of taking a walk after meals. Well, it was purely because his parents forced him to do so because he was too fat.

This also led to the reason why he rarely returned to the countryside after buying a second-hand house in the city. Of course, the personal trainer in the city gym was in good shape, and he did not lack exercise.

Although he is still a skinny and handsome boy now, Zhou Anan is preparing for a future where he must get rid of those bad habits that make people frustrated, such as laziness and studying certain foreign customs.

Otherwise, when young people are powerless, it is definitely an unimaginable life sentence.

"Walk."

Wang Jingyu didn't expect his son to agree so readily. He was stunned for a moment, then happily took his son's arm and walked out the door.

Looking at the now somewhat old village from the perspective of more than ten years later, Zhou Anan felt as if he were in another world.

He knew that the renovation of the old village in seven years would give this rural village a brand new look, but by that time, everything and everyone would have changed.

"Dad, Mom, have you had dinner?"

Zhoushui Village is not very big, and the two of them quickly walked to the large playground in the center of the village. Wang Jingyu saw an old man at the door of a two-story earthen house and called out to him affectionately.

"I've eaten it, An'an, come here, grandpa has some candy."

Nodding to Wang Jingyu, Zhou Fugen looked at his eldest grandson's smiling face and hurried back to his room to get the candy he had just bought from the market in the morning.

"Son, hurry up and follow me, to prevent grandpa from falling."

Seeing that the father loved his child, Wang Jingyu smiled and pushed his stunned son, secretly wanting his son to be more polite to his elders.

You are too young. I really don’t know how you will live in college. It makes me worried.

"oh oh."

After being pushed by her mother, Zhou Anan reacted and held back the tears brewing in her eyes, and ran into the house in two quick steps.

I still remember that my grandfather suffered a cerebral hemorrhage due to a fall, which made him sad for a long time. That accident happened the year before he was about to graduate from university.

Now that he has seen his grandfather's voice and appearance again, Zhou Anan really doesn't know how to express his excitement.

Rebirth is pretty damn good.

"Grandpa, let me get it."

Running into the second-floor balcony of the house, Zhou Anan saw her grandfather bending over to take something out of the old wooden cabinet, and hurried forward to take the bag of cut candies.

"well."

When Zhou Fugen saw his sensible grandson, his eyes were full of doting.

Their Zhou family finally had a college student, how could they not be proud? Well, as for the granddaughter of their youngest daughter who was admitted to college last year, she is not considered a member of the Zhou family.

Zhou Anan walked carefully in front of her grandfather and went down the old stairs, looking back from time to time, fearing that her grandfather might get into trouble accidentally.

The lost and regained family affection makes people want to hold it in their hands.

"Uncle, aunt."

After sitting for a while, Zhou Anan saw her uncle and aunt coming back.

Because the village has not yet started the old village renovation, my uncle's family and grandparents squeezed into the old house built more than 20 years ago. Even though my father, a filial son, invited grandparents to live in their new house many times, the nostalgic grandparents never agreed. It was not until the old village was renovated that my uncle's family built a new house on the original foundation and my grandmother, who lived alone, moved in with them.

But that was eight or nine years later.

The most important thing at the moment is to find the right opportunity to let my uncle's family build a new house as soon as possible, so that we can have a chance to change the incident that happened more than three years later.

It was not until the night deepened that Zhou Anan followed her mother back to her home.

"Xiao An, come here. Your aunt cooked a pot of sweet potatoes. Take some home."

Just as she reached the door of her house, Zhou Anan heard a shout and couldn't help but stop, looking at the kind face in some surprise.

"Uncle?!!"

"Come and get it quickly."

The street lights were a little dim, and Zhou Yue didn't notice his nephew's expression. He went back to pack sweet potatoes.

"Uncle, thank you."

Zhou Anan's hands trembled a little as she took a small basket of sweet potatoes, but there was a hint of relief on her face.

"Why are you being so polite, kid? How about you decide where to study? If your dad still doesn't agree, I'll talk to him for you."

Patting his nephew's shoulder, Zhou Yue said with a smile.

"My dad agreed to let me go to a second-tier university. Thank you, uncle."

Holding back the tears in her eyes, Zhou Anan answered happily.

Since he was a child, his uncle loved him more than his own son.

"well."

Smiling with relief, Zhou Yue spoke a few more words to his nephew before letting him go home.

When she walked into the house, Zhou Anan turned her head to look at the slightly bent back, and the tears in the corners of her eyes finally rolled down.

Uncle, it’s good that you’re still here.

After putting the sweet potatoes in the kitchen and talking to his mother, Zhou Anan returned to his room and lay on the bed. Complex thoughts once again flooded his mind.

According to the course of history, my uncle will fall and suffer a cerebral hemorrhage while working overtime in the factory in early May next year. His symptoms will be exactly the same as those of my grandfather a few years later.

Zhou Anan still remembers that on the eve of him going to the mountains for internship at school, he received a call from his father, who told him not to go home and to stay in school for internship.

At that moment, Zhou Anan's cell phone fell to the ground, and the originally happy Tiantai Mountain field internship trip was spent in depression.

Now that there is an opportunity to change all this, how could Zhou Anan miss it? How could she miss it?

Now, the two most urgent things are: first, changing my uncle’s work status; second, letting my younger uncle’s family rebuild a new house as soon as possible.

These two things seem easy, but they are actually very difficult because they require money, and more than just money.

For Zhou Anan, who was reborn, finding a small business to make money is definitely not difficult, but the investment cannot be too small. He has to convince his uncle and others to invest in it. However, his age does not have much persuasive power, not even the slightest persuasive power.

"Headache."

On the first night of his rebirth, Zhou Anan fell asleep with a headache.

"Son, there's a call for you."

In a daze, Zhou Anan heard her mother's cry and suddenly opened her eyes.

After a brief pause of a few seconds, Zhou Anan quickly looked around and found that the room was still undecorated. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that it was just a dream and the opportunity to change everything was like a mirage.

Money can be earned again, but people can never be found again.

I can only let down the little girl who stayed up all night in the Internet cafe. It seems to be her first time. Alas, it is difficult to have the best of both worlds in life.

"come on."

Rubbing his face, Zhou Anan, wearing a vest and shorts, walked out of the room and picked up the phone in the living room.

Mobile phones, which are considered luxury goods today, are not yet common, and landlines are still popular among ordinary households.

"Hello."

"An An, come out and play."

"Bastard Rongrong?!"

"Kao, get lost, can you come out or not?"

"Okay, where are you?"

"See you at the usual place. Hurry up. I have something to discuss with you. It's very important."

"good."

Hearing the beeping sound coming from the other end of the phone, Zhou Anan still couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)

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