cannon fodder love

Chapter 139 The Dream of Dwelling 1
Everyone has a dream in their hearts, and so does she. She has been working for decades. Her biggest dream is to own her own house and move out of the rented hut. She works hard for this dream.

But God is not good at beauty, the man she followed without hesitation back then was a gambler.

The salaries of the two are not high. After working hard for almost ten years, they finally saved tens of thousands. Just when she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the person she loved the most lost 2 yuan. Disappointed with the one she loves, a quarrel begins between the two.

Not long after, he lost another 5 yuan. [-] yuan is nothing to a rich man, but to her, it is an astronomical figure.

She endured the pain in her heart and forgave him twice. She thought he would change his past, but she didn't expect that five years later, he would lose the down payment of the house again...

This time, she was in despair, her dream was shattered, and she heard the sound of her heart breaking...

There is nothing greater than death, she no longer has any hope for him, because she knows that her life has come to an end.

Years of traveling and years of mental torture had already exhausted her physically and mentally.

Today, she just came out of the hospital, holding the medical certificate representing death in her hand.She was in tears, now that there is nothing at home, what can she use to treat her illness.Even if it is cured, it is not good, but it is just more torture.

Think of the endless chemotherapy, and the endless torture.She sighed, her lover no longer has a sense of responsibility for the family, but she, as a mother, cannot let her son, who has just started working, be in debt.

When she got home, her husband was still not there, and it seemed that she had gone to play cards again. For him, this home was just a temporary resting place, and it was worth not seeing him for the last time.

She sighed inwardly, picked up the hot water on the table, opened the pills she had prepared, and took them without hesitation.

Farewell, the world, farewell, my dearest son.

At the last moment when the god of death came, a drop of blood and tears overflowed from the corner of her eyes. She was not reconciled, she would not be reconciled until she died, and she still had too many dreams that had not been realized.

In addition to buying a house, she also has another dream, which is to put on a wedding dress and become a real bride. A woman only gets married once, but she followed him without even wearing a wedding dress. She has paid too much, but what can she pay back...

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" A girl's voice suddenly came to mind in the air.

"Hmm." She tried to open her eyes and looked at the figure.

"Tell me your wish, and I will fulfill it for you." The girl said softly.

"I want to go back to my childhood and live a perfect life again... This time, I don't want to touch him again." She closed her eyes after she finished speaking.

"Go, I will be you from now on, and I will live a good life for you. I will fulfill your unfulfilled dreams." An Yanbing looked at the woman and said seriously.

"Thank you" The woman's soul left her body and slowly disappeared...

When An Yanbing opened her eyes again, she found that she had become smaller, as if she was only seven or eight years old. It seemed that Mr. System really sent her back to the original owner when she was a child.

"How can I realize all her dreams?" An Yanbing looked at herself in the mirror thinking for a moment and smiled.

"Third sister, you can play with me." A four or five-year-old girl ran in. She was the original owner's younger sister, An Yanran.

An Yanbing saw that the little girl was cute and cute, but for a while she couldn't remember her current situation.

She closed her eyes, and a series of memories of the original owner flooded into her mind.

The village where she is now is called Xiao'an Village, and her father is An Peng, an ordinary worker.

The An family has three daughters and one son. The original owner is the second child. She has an older sister who is two years older than her. The youngest is the younger brother, who is only one year old now.

The younger sister calls herself the third sister, because the aunt's family still has a daughter, and the father has three brothers. In addition to the uncle, there are three fathers, four fathers, and two aunts.

In this way, grandpa and grandma have four sons and two daughters, and the third father and eldest aunt were given to someone when they were young, and they recognized them later.

Apart from my father's own brothers, there are also quite a few of my own in the village, and those are my grandfather's own brothers.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people surnamed An in Xiao'an Village. An Yanbing shook her head in distress. Since she became the original owner, she must write down the relationship between the seven aunts and eight aunts, but she will accept it for a while. Not so much, let's get to know each other slowly later.

An Yanbing calculated the time, and she should have returned to 1970. At that time, the Hou family had many children, especially in the countryside, and the living conditions were not very good.

An Yanbing looked at the patched clothes with some distaste. It should have been worn by her mother, changed and given to her sister, and now she gave it to herself.

"Yanran, where are our mother and sister?" An Yanbing walked around the room, and saw the original owner's mother, Li Yuting.

"My mother and sister went to the field to weed. Third sister, let's play sandbag throwing." At that time, rural children did not have toys like today's children. They could only play simple games such as throwing sandbags, kicking shuttlecocks and skipping rope. , sometimes playing with mud, children playing house and so on.

An Yanbing looked at the sandbag in her younger sister's hand, and said without interest, "You can find someone else to play with, I have to do my homework." After speaking, she turned and went back to her room.

Seeing that she didn't play with him, her younger sister An Yanran pouted and walked away.

An Yanbing looked at the room. There was a simple wooden bed and a simple table. On the table was a cloth bag that her mother sewed herself.

An Yanbing took out a book from her cloth bag, it was a textbook for the first grade of elementary school, it seemed that she had returned to the time when the original owner had just started school.

After finishing the necessary homework in a few minutes, An Yanbing sat on the bed bored, and began to think about how to realize the original owner's dream step by step.

First of all, we need to get rid of poverty. There are six people in the family, but only my father earns money. Life is really difficult.

But how can I get rid of poverty? I have medicinal materials that can be sold for money in my free space, but I take them out rashly. How can I tell my family that I am only seven years old now, and many things should not be too urgent, so let’s take my time.

"Sister, this family is too poor and doesn't even have a computer." At the moment, Zhiyue is as big as a parrot, and looks cute and cute.

"Do you still want a computer? In this era, mobile phones have not yet come out. Even if there is a TV, it is only black and white, and there is no color TV." An Yanbing said with a smile.

"Then how do you pass the time?" Zhiyue said with some distress.

"So we need to get rid of poverty as soon as possible, Zhiyue, your task is to find a nearby place where you can buy medicinal materials. As for other money-making projects, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Okay, sister." Zhiyue flew out.

"And you two, I must get rid of all the mice in the house, so that they won't waste any more food." An Yanbing pointed Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's heads with her fingers.

"Sister, we are civet cats. You asked us to exterminate ordinary mice. Isn't it a bit too much?" The two cats said reluctantly.

"Rat extermination is your job. As for the others, as long as you don't cause me trouble, I can allow it."

"Great, thank you sister." With An Yanbing's consent, the two cats disappeared in an instant.

"It seems that we have to find a way to make money, otherwise we won't be able to support these two little guys." An Yanbing sat down with a wry smile.

　I wrote this article because I remembered some things when I was a child. When I was a child, the family conditions were not very good. My father worked alone, but he had to support a large family. Now that I think about it, I am very grateful to my father.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)