1987 My Era

Chapter 11, Chen Zijin's Profile

Li Heng was a little confused.

What the hell is going on? It’s fine if outsiders don’t believe me, but it seems like I have no credibility at home either, right?

Is this polite to your own brother?

What about basic trust between people?
Not wanting to explain, too lazy to explain, and unable to explain clearly, he put the processed rabbit on the chopping board and went upstairs.

Anyway, my second sister is a foodie, so the rabbit will definitely become a dish later.

After entering the single room, Li Heng sat on the hard bed and started to daydream.

To be honest, he has a headache now.

It is really a single misstep that can lead to eternal regret. Everyone thinks of himself as Ximen Qing.

Let those gossiping women outside gossip, but there’s nothing we can do about it anyway.

But Yang Yingwen, who has such a good relationship with me, is guarding against me like a thief. It's really infuriating.

Well, forget it, they are all outsiders and cannot be trusted. But you and I are siblings and friends, how can you rub salt into our wounds?
In the future, this would be a small matter. Chen Zijin is so beautiful and the Chen family has such a good background. It is possible that this would be used as a source of bragging and showing off.

But this era...

He truly learned what the moral bottom line is and why people's words are scary!

His eyes wandered aimlessly around the room, and at one point they fell on a corner of the desk, where a black bag lay.

He was moved and wondered what learning materials Chen Zijin bought for him?

Is it the same as in the previous life?
Li Heng, who was afraid that his rebirth would bring about a butterfly effect, hurriedly reached out for the black bag and quickly opened it.

He peeked inside.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, nothing changed. Just as I expected, it was filled with reference books and test papers of various subjects, as well as a thick collection of wrong questions.

The collection of wrong questions is full of questions that Chen Zijin got wrong, or the types of questions that she thinks are very important.

To be honest, when I was in 87, there were almost no good review materials in a mountainous place like Shaoxing. It was good to have a reference book. The temptation of a test paper was too great, not to mention that it was a test paper from a famous school like Capital No. Middle School.

In his previous life, thanks to these materials and papers, his college entrance examination scores increased by at least 20 points, allowing him to be admitted to the university of his dreams.

For this, he has always been grateful to Chen Zijin.

It is not an exaggeration to say that she is my benefactor in life.

It’s a pity that her mother doesn’t get along well with her family. She looks down on him from the bottom of her heart and they are always unhappy with each other.

The Chen family is a large family. Chen Gaoyuan has five brothers and sisters, all of whom are promising. The scene is extremely lively with the beating of gongs and drums. It is said that Grandma Chun’s Taoist ritual will last for three days and three nights.

This made my second sister suffer. There were many times when I saw her so depressed that she wanted to cry.

But Li Heng didn't care. He had seen many storms in his two lives, so this little thing was nothing to him.

I closed my eyes and meditated for a while. When I opened my eyes again, I had successfully achieved self-shielding. My heart was as calm as water. I picked up the pen and quickly continued writing "To Live" on the notebook.

Can I become famous in one battle?
Can the ruined image of "Xi Men Qing" be reversed?

Can we change the financial difficulties at home?

Just depend on it.

Bearing in mind the great fame of this novel in his previous life, Li Heng was particularly cautious and serious in writing. Every time he finished writing 5000 words, he would go back and review it word by word and sentence by sentence.

And you have to check it back and forth three to five times, being meticulous throughout the process and not allowing any mistakes to occur.

That night, Li Heng, who stayed up late writing until after 2 a.m., fell asleep on his desk and had a dream. In the dream, three children, a boy and two girls, were looking for him in the dark with flashlights, shouting "Dad" persistently all night long.

Li Heng woke up in shock, tears welling up in the corners of his sour eyes.

He looked out the window with a dull look on his face, his heart full of melancholy: he was reborn, and he didn't know how they were doing in that time and space?
...

1987, the ninth day of the first lunar month, at the hour of Yin.

Before daybreak, the Chen family next door started setting off firecrackers early in the morning.

At the same time, the Western band, the sound band, the gong and drum team, and the ringing chong played together, and the filial sons and grandsons cried hysterically.

At an auspicious time, Grandma Chun's coffin was taken out after she had been resting at home for five days and five nights.

The scene was spectacular, something that had only been seen once in 30 years in Shangwan Village.

Not only did the town leaders come, but also important representatives from the county and city were present. The nearby neighbors were more united than ever and rushed to see the old man off for the last time.

Grandma Chun was very glorious during her lifetime. She participated in the War of Liberation and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea with her husband. Even after returning to the village, she was extremely decent and helped many people with kindness. Everyone respected her.

Usually, no matter whether men or women, young or old, regardless of age or seniority, when they meet each other, they respectfully call her "Grandma Chun".

But Li Heng curled up in the quilt and didn't move.

Because the Feng Shui master posted a notice: People born in 1959, 1970 and 1982 are in conflict with the time of Grandma Chun's death. Please automatically avoid the coffin when it is carried out, and do not see the coffin within a hundred steps.

The historical origins of this custom are unknown, but it has been around for at least several hundred years.

The villagers all followed the advice with the mentality of "it's better to believe it than not to believe it", and no one was stupid enough to risk their life to test its authenticity.

Even if someone's father passed away, if the time of death conflicted with his son's, he would have to hide and wait until a hundred steps had passed before doing anything else.

However, there are exceptions to everything in this world, and there are always people who don't believe in evil.

Just recently, a drunk butcher tried this method himself and died on the spot. I don't know if this was God's will or a coincidence, but everyone avoided it anyway.

The fighting and noise outside lasted for a long time. Li Heng couldn't sleep because of the noise, so he simply got up and continued writing.

After 5 days of hard work, "To Live" has been written with more than 34000 words.

He planned to work hard for another day today to collect 4 words, and then go to the town to mail them out tomorrow.

At noon, Grandma Chun's affairs finally came to an end, and Li Jianguo and Tian Run'e returned home.

According to custom, Chen Gaoyuan enthusiastically sent over some untouched leftovers from the kitchen, but Tian Run'e declined the offer because she was strong-willed.

Seeing this, Chen Gaoyuan, who knew the crux of the problem, lowered his posture and said in a gentle voice:

"Run'e, we have been friends for decades, and you know Zhong Lan's personality.

She was just being mad at you and going too far. I've talked to her about it later. For the sake of our past relationship, don't bother with her."

Tian Run'e forced a smile and said, "Gao Yuan, don't say that about Zhong Lan. I don't blame her. It was indeed my son's fault that he was so dishonest and hurt Zijin. As a mother, I can understand her very well."

Tian Run'e had a very positive attitude, but no matter how much we persuaded her, she was unwilling to accept the leftovers.

Chen Gaoyuan tried his best to talk until his lips were sore, but to no avail. In the end, he could only sigh and take several pots of leftovers back home.

In the kitchen, all the members of the Chen family were there.

Seeing that her husband was turned away, Zhong Lan, who was a little angry, reached out and snatched the basin from Chen Gaoyuan's hand and took it to another house.

...

(End of this chapter)