Chapter 2: Past Events
Jane Li is sick.
In fact, it is not a very serious disease. It is just a very common benign cyst. Until Jian Li died suddenly at the age of 996 in her previous life, this cyst had never recurred.
But that year...that is, after the beginning of spring this year, Wang Mengmei felt that she was too thin and suspected that there might be something wrong with the cyst, so she took her to the hospital.
It was not known whether the doctor was seeing the patient because he had connections or he did not hear her clearly, but in the end the doctor just impatiently threw a prescription at her mother and Jane Li took the medicine for two months.
Then Jian Li started to gain weight as if she was being blown up.
It starts with a strong appetite, and then comes unnatural swelling.
When Wang Mengmei took her for a follow-up visit, the new doctor said the medicine was not right.
Hormone drugs, and the dosage is large.
But even though the doctor quickly adjusted the prescription, it was still difficult for Jian Li to lose weight.
Throughout her adolescence, Jian Li endured the ridicule of others because of her obesity.
The originally pretty and pretty girl suddenly turned into a 180-pound fat man.
There was also something wrong with Jian Li's mentality.
The results dropped from average to the bottom...
Jane Li suddenly didn't know what to say.
In her last life, she was working hard in a big Internet company before she died. Before she died, she thought that if she had another life, she would never work hard again and never lose weight.
But now she found that if she started over again, she still had a long way to go before she could lie down.
However...
Jian Li couldn't help but smile at the mirror.
Two dimples appeared on her chubby face. Since she gained weight, she started with her stomach, then her legs, arms, and finally her face. She was originally pretty and lovely, with delicate features, but after gaining weight, you can still see a trace of her old age between her eyebrows.
Jian Li managed to find joy in the midst of adversity. In fact, at this moment, if you just looked at her appearance, she could still be barely described as cute.
In addition, she is only in the second year of junior high school, but she has grown to 1.65 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, and looks thinner than other people of similar weight.
Jian Li looked at herself in the mirror carefully, and a tear fell from her eyes as she smiled.
very nice.
There's still time for everything.
While Jane Li was curiously checking everything in her small room, she heard a sound outside the window.
Her house is on the first floor, with a small courtyard of about five or six square meters extending out from it. It is called a courtyard, but in fact it is just a small piece of open space. Each family has a small fence, and there are some miscellaneous items piled in the yard.
There is no such thing at Jian Li's house. Ms. Wang Mengmei is a complete storage fanatic and can't stand any mess, so this piece of open space at Jian's house has no other use except for parking bicycles.
Now this empty yard was just the right place for Jian Li to hear clearly the conversation outside.
"Brother Feng, let's have dinner together tonight."
"No, no, the child is still at home."
"Then come to my house, I'll ask my wife to fry some peanuts, and we'll have a couple of drinks."
"That……"
Hearing that her father seemed to be about to give in, Jian Li quickly stuck her head out of the window and shouted through the security window: "Dad!"
Hearing his daughter's voice, Jian Feng didn't bother to talk to his friend and casually declined his invitation.
"Let's do it another day."
The man saw that he really couldn't hire anyone, so he said angrily: "Then I'll come back to find you later."
Jian Feng hurried in, put down the lunch box in his hand, and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He smiled lovingly and said, "There's only a little steamed noodles left. If you think they're too soft, I'll stir-fry them in the pot."
Jian Li picked up the chopsticks and took a bite: "Not bad."
Not as good as her mom's, but still edible.
Jian Feng found two more bowls, poured out the cornmeal that Wang Mengmei had cooked before she went out, and left some for Wang Mengmei, while the other two drank the soup with the steamed noodles.
Jian Feng put the burnt pork belly into Jian Li's bowl while eating. The food in the cafeteria was getting worse and worse. The steamed noodles were also made very hastily. The noodles were stuck together. Jian Feng smelled them before buying them, fearing that they were not fresh.
Jian Li ate a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of soup: "Dad, was it Uncle Xiaopeng who was looking for you just now?"
Jian Feng: “Yes.”
Jian Li's movements when eating meat suddenly became a little fierce.
Zhao Xiaopeng, the man who sold a used car to his father in his previous life.
"Why did he come to you?"
Jian Feng was a little surprised that his daughter was so talkative today, but he still said honestly, "I don't know. I guess she's asking about the schedule for next month?"
Jian Feng was a small leader in the factory, in charge of a team. Zhao Xiaopeng was his childhood friend and happened to work under him, so he would usually ask about the shift schedule in advance.
Jian Li: "Didn't I ask you to borrow money?"
How could it be such a coincidence? After getting his salary today, Zhao Xiaopeng rushed to have a drink with his dad.
Usually, her father’s childhood friends always come to her house to eat.
Or they would meet up outside, but in the end her dad would always pay.
Her mother and father had argued countless times about this, but her father just couldn't change this bad habit.
When Jian Feng was asked by his daughter, he figured out what was going on and found it funny.
He gave the girl two more chopsticks of meat: "Not necessarily."
Even if it was, he didn't think it was necessary to tell Jian Li too much. These were all adult matters, why should a child listen to them?
Jian Li snorted: "He just came to borrow money."
Her father is a good man. If Zhao Xiaopeng hadn't known her father's temper, he wouldn't have lost such a large sum of money to his family in his previous life.
When Jian Li thought of this incident, she became so angry that she bit the flesh in her mouth, making a crunching sound.
Jian Feng laughed at her expression and said, "Don't be angry. I don't even have two dollars in my pocket now. He can't borrow it from me."
Who asked Zhao Xiaopeng to come late? He had already lent the money to Liu Xiangdong.
Zhao Xiaopeng had no chance to borrow money. Moreover, when they had just had a fight, his wife took all the money he had given her, leaving him only one dollar.
Thinking of this, Jian Feng's mood, which had just improved a little, fell into depression again.
How could he not know that his biggest flaw was his soft heart?
He, Wang Liming, Zhao Xiaopeng, Xu Jianguo, and Liu Xiangdong are childhood friends who grew up together.
It can be said that their friendship has evolved from the time they first started dating to what it is today. Even after they each got married, they have not become estranged and they still get together from time to time to drink.
Wang Liming was the first to be laid off. Unable to find a job, he went to the south to work. Now there is only one daughter in the family, who is just over four years old.
Liu Xiangdong was the second to quit his job, but he had a mother and twin sons at home, and his wife was unemployed. Liu Xiangdong was tied down by this big family and could not go out. So he found a job in a small private factory in the city.
He, Zhao Xiaopeng and Xu Jianguo are all lucky as they have not been laid off yet, but they are all struggling on the poverty line because the factory can only pay half of their wages now.
As a team leader, he can earn more than 200 yuan a month. People like Zhao Xiaopeng can only earn 130 or 140 yuan a month.
The wives of the five of them are all unemployed. The whole family depends on this little salary to make a living. It's difficult.
Among them, Liu Xiangdong had the hardest time.
He has a sick old mother above him and twin children below him.
The family's food and drink expenses were all borne by him alone. He was laid off, his rank was reset to zero, and he had no special skills. He only did odd jobs in a private factory. His salary was barely enough to support his wife and children, not to mention his elderly mother.
"Your uncle Dongzi's mother used to be good to me, and I can't just watch the old lady not even have money for medicine in the end. You don't know, when your father and I were hungry as children, we ate at various factories. Your grandmother Liu split a steamed bun into two halves, and what I ate was what your uncle Dongzi ate from his mouth..."
Perhaps it was his daughter's question that finally allowed Jian Feng to find someone to confide in. Jian Feng once again talked about the help these people in the factory had given him.
Jian Li ate in silence without interrupting him.
In her previous life, she thought her father died out of "friendship", but on second thought, she could understand her father.
Her father grew up in a cotton spinning factory. Her grandfather's generation was a worker who came from the Northeast with the state-owned factory, so her father was a child of the cotton spinning factory.
Unfortunately, her grandfather died early, and her grandmother was only in her thirties at the time. She didn't want to be a widow and take care of her child, so she married and took her father with her.
Her father followed her biological mother to her stepfather's house. Her biological mother later gave birth to three more children, two sons and a daughter. Together with the original son of her stepfather, her father now became an outsider, working inside and outside the house, and having the worst food and clothing.
After that special period passed, my stepfather's family lived better and better thanks to a relative who went abroad.
He arranged career paths for his children. Some went to university, some went to technical secondary schools. After making all the arrangements, he simply sent Jian Feng, who had worked for them for a few years, back to the family compound.
The reasons are also ready.
Jian Feng's biological father died and left a job vacancy, so it was a good opportunity for him to go back and take over.
At that time, Jian Feng was only 13 or 14 years old, and had only been to school for a few days, so he was not old enough to take over. But his stepfather's family was rich, and no one cared about how Jian Feng, a half-grown child, lived.
Jian Feng returned to his family compound. His mother did not covet his father's house. She gave Jian Feng a room of more than 30 square meters.
For several years afterwards, Jian Feng lived his life being fed by the parents of these childhood friends.
Whenever someone cooks meat, they will call him to come and eat.
Every time Liu Xiangdong's mother made clothes, she would remember to use scraps of cloth to make a few pairs of trousers for Jian Feng.
Zhao Xiaopeng even called him out every day to go fishing, dig out bird nests, and catch frogs. [Note 1]
Wang Liming taught him how to fish, and Xu Jianguo gave him tickets...
Jian Feng is a grateful person, and he keeps in mind all the help he has received along the way.
He was not stupid, it was just that the cotton mill had given him so much warmth that he forgot one thing in the tide of the times.
People will change.
After listening to what her father said, Jian Li repeated this sentence to him.
Jian Feng laughed: "How old are you? You already know that people can change? Okay, okay, people can definitely change, but Dad believes that some things will never change."
Jian Li drank the cornmeal in a gulp, grumbling: "You will be cheated sooner or later."
No matter how much people teach, their learning will never succeed.
Things teach people, and they are learned once for all.
Jian Li didn't expect that she could make her father realize his mistake with just a few words. She thought it would be best to do something now to teach her father a lesson.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a burst of hurried shouts from outside.
"Brother Feng! Brother Feng!"
Jian Feng quickly responded: "Jianguo, what's the matter?"
When I opened the door, I saw Xu Jianguo standing outside three steps away, leaning his head and calling for help.
Xu Jianguo looked anxious.
"Brother Feng! Hurry up, Dongzi's mother is dead!"
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