"Wang Peng, give your college admission letter to your younger brother so he can go to high school. You go work for me on the construction site!"
"If you dare disobey, get out of this house!"
“Dapeng, don’t make your dad angry. Tomorrow, go to the construction site with your uncle to earn money. He said he’ll let you work as a bricklayer, and he’ll pay you seven yuan a day.”
"Don't waste your breath on him. I'm the head of the household. If you dare disobey me, get out of here and take care of yourself from now on."
A hoarse, nightmare-like voice rang in my ears.
Wang Peng was startled awake and looked up at the person who was speaking.
A middle-aged woman with a sharp and mean face was staring at him with her hands on her hips.
Behind the woman, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was smoking a pipe, the smell of which irritated his senses.
These two people were his parents!
But they died five years ago.
etc!
What did they just say about a high school acceptance letter?
Wang Peng snapped out of his daze and hurriedly observed the unfamiliar surroundings. In front of him was a desk filled with books, with the words "Strive hard" and the character "early" carved on the surface.
Next to the book was an admission notice.
The admission notice read: "Congratulations to Wang Peng on achieving the top score in the county's high school entrance examination. With the approval of the county's admissions committee, you have been admitted to our school as a freshman for the class of 1993."
Please bring this notice and report to the school between August 28th and 30th.
Principal Song Wei.
Ping'an County No.1 High School.
July 4, 1993.
The sight of a real high school acceptance letter sent a jolt through his mind, and a terrifying thought flashed through his head.
Reborn?!
I've truly been reborn!
I was reborn in Wang Village, Ping'an County in 1993!
He was born in Wangcun, a poor village in Central China. His family has been living in poverty since the 1960s, and the poverty has continued to this day. He has lived a life of going hungry since childhood.
At the same time, he was also the eldest son who was raised in poverty by his family and was instilled with the idea that "the eldest brother is like a father" from a young age.
Respect your parents, love your younger siblings, and make selfless contributions.
This is the education he received from a young age.
And that's exactly what he did!
At four years old, I started doing some household chores that I could manage.
She started cooking at the age of five and taking care of her younger siblings who couldn't walk yet.
He started helping his parents with farm work when he was eight years old.
Day after day, year after year, they grew accustomed to a life of hard labor, their skin becoming as dark as that of coal miners.
His younger siblings thrived under his care, never doing housework or farm work, and were spoiled like city children.
When there's something delicious at home, or eggs to supplement nutrition, he doesn't eat any of them; he gives them all to his younger siblings.
When he grew up, he even gave up his own college admission letter so that his frail younger brother could have a future.
He even sold his blood to keep his third sister from dropping out of school!
The fourth sister hit and killed someone with her car, and he voluntarily went to jail to take the blame.
Selling blood, imprisonment, and exhaustion ravaged his body. In his early thirties, he was riddled with illnesses and his mental state resembled that of an elderly person.
However, he was proud because his second brother passed the civil service exam, his third sister joined PetroChina, and his fourth sister joined the tobacco bureau.
Just when he thought his suffering was over, the three ungrateful wretches turned out to be treacherous and refused to help him when he was in trouble.
“You’ve been to prison, so you won’t pass the background check. I can’t arrange a job for you.”
"You don't have a degree, so you can't get into a state-owned enterprise. Just stay here and farm the land."
"Brother, you can't even read properly, and you want to borrow my money to start a business? I don't want my money to go down the drain!"
“Dapeng, you shouldn’t go to your sister’s wedding. She’s marrying a bureau chief. You’re too old for that.
These are the words they use.
At that moment, his heart was broken. This was his own sibling whom he had raised with his blood and sweat.
And what was the result?
They're all ungrateful bastards!
His parents' contempt and his siblings' ridicule worsened his condition.
Until the moment he died, no one came to see him.
He will always remember the scene of someone lying in bed waiting to die, the helplessness and desolation that no one can understand.
I never expected to be reborn when I opened my eyes again.
Reborn to the day she gave her college acceptance letter to her second brother, she was reborn at the turning point of her tragic fate.
He tried hard to control his emotions and not let the tears fall. He quickly folded the admission notice and put it in his pocket, glancing at his biased parents and the three ungrateful children in turn.
The eldest brother is like a father?
fart!
He wondered if they would still be so successful and proud if they no longer had to work like slaves for the rest of their lives.
Will such a comfortable life still exist?
...
"Stop dawdling, hand over the notice and get out of there and weed." Wang Song reached out and touched his face.
"I won't pay! I got into high school myself, and I'll study there myself. I won't give it to anyone." Wang Peng sneered.
Now that everyone has been reborn, who would still be a vengeful spirit?
"You want to rebel?" Wang Song couldn't believe his ears. His usually obedient son dared to disobey him.
"So be it, I got into high school through my own merit. Why should I give it to someone else? What gives you the right to control my future?"
"Just because you're my son, just because I'm your biological father! You traitorous bastard, I'll beat you to death, you dog!" Wang Song took off his shoes and was about to hit him.
Wang Cheng, who was standing at the door, was gloating. He liked to see his elder brother being beaten the most.
But the next second he was dumbfounded.
The eldest brother, who never retaliated when insulted or hit, suddenly snatched his father's cloth shoes and threw them outside the door with gritted teeth.
My father was almost knocked down by my older brother, and he crashed into my mother. The old couple looked at my older brother with a look of horror, as if they had seen a ghost.
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