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Chapter 1 Rebirth in eighty-eight years

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you're up. It's about midnight, get up and have some dumplings."

Feng Yu felt the voice was a little strange, but he felt very friendly. He agreed in a daze, opened his eyes, but saw a young face that only existed in his memory.

"sister?"

"Wake up, hurry up and wash your face. Tell you not to drink, you have to drink, you fall asleep without watching the Spring Festival Gala." Feng Danying said with a smile.

Spring Festival Gala? Today is New Year’s Eve?

Feng Yu looked around in confusion. A small house less than six square meters, a single bed, patched bedding, an old wooden table, a twenty-watt incandescent lamp above his head, emitting a dim light, and an old newspaper was still covered with some national affairs that he could not remember.

Isn’t this the old house on his farm when he was a child? But this house has been demolished with the construction of a small town. Why did his sister become so young?

Feng Yu raised his hand and realized that this was definitely not a prank, because his hands became smaller and his arms became thinner.

He jumped out of the bed and stood beside the door frame, with marks he made with a knife every New Year's Day, the highest line, 1988, 166 cm.

It's now 1988? He hasn't graduated from junior high school yet?

He pinched himself hard, and almost screamed in pain. Isn't it a dream?

Feng Yu opened the door and came out, and his mother was cooking dumplings in the big pot in the kitchen. He lived in a small house, and when he went out was the kitchen, there was the living room on the other side of the kitchen, and he called the main hall on the farm.

"I'm getting up, will I still drink in the future?" Zhang Muhua looked at his son lovingly.

Feng Yu looked at his mother, who was still full of black hair, and his eyes were wet.

"Mom, thank you for your hard work."

"What are you talking about this kid? Hurry up and wash your face, go to the house to watch TV, and the dumplings will be fine soon." Zhang Muhua was very pleased when he heard the hard work, and his son was growing up.

When Feng Yu saw his father sitting on the bench in the living room, his lips were trembling. When he had just had the ability to make money in the future, his father was diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor and passed away in less than three months, and he didn't even spend a penny he earned.

Feng Yu felt very uncomfortable for a long time when he wanted to raise his son but his parents were not there.

"dad."

Feng Xingtai turned his head to look at his son: "I'm getting up, are you still dizzy? Watch TV, the national dance party is so festive."

"I won't be dizzy, the alcohol has passed. Dad, I want to drink with you later." Seeing anger appearing on my father's face, Feng Yu quickly explained, "Just beer."

I have never drunk alcohol with my dad a few times in my life. Feng Yu now has a strong desire to drink it with my dad again.

"I haven't had a memory yet, so okay, drink a little later. I think you'll get up tomorrow to greet you! Danying, go get two bottles of beer."

Feng Danying shook her head helplessly and turned to get the beer and a cup.

There was also a single bed in the main hall with bedding on it. Feng Danying lived in school and lived with her mother in the inner room after she came back from holiday. Feng Xingtai slept on this bed. However, three years ago, Feng Yu was still sleeping.

There is a three-door vertical wardrobe on the west wall of the living room, and there are two suitcases on it. A solid wood table is placed on it, with a 14-inch black and white TV, and the Spring Festival Gala is being placed on it.

There is a folding round table in the middle of the living room, which is filled with vegetables and bowls and chopsticks. There are eight dishes in total, but they are all leftovers for the evening. There are chickens, fish and elbows, and all eight dishes are meat dishes, and none of them are vegetarian dishes.

Feng Yu did not watch TV, but walked to the front of the closet and looked carefully in front of the mirror. Although the light was not very good, Feng Yu still saw himself clearly. He was only in his teenage years, and a little beard appeared under his nose.

He looked at the calendar on the wall at the door, February 16, 1988, New Year's Eve.

He can now be sure that he is reborn!

The mother quickly cooked the dumplings, and Feng Yu and Feng Danying went to the kitchen to help bring the dumplings. After all the four of them sat down, Feng Xingtai picked up the chopsticks.

"Xiaoyu, you are still drinking!" Zhang Muhua glared at Feng Yu.

"Mom, let me drink a little more during the Chinese New Year."

Feng Xingtai also helped him say a few words, Zhang Muhua shook his head and let them go. Feng Yu also diligently poured a glass of beer for his mother and sister. The whole family must drink one.

"Dad, mom, sister, happy New Year, cheers!"

Feng Yu took a bite of these leftovers on the table and thought it was particularly delicious. In this year, there were no hormone additives in later generations. Fish, rabbits, etc. were all wild, and chickens and pigs were raised by their own homes. The father and the father ate these dishes, just dumplings, and each one drank a bottle of beer, and Feng Xingtai would not let him go.

After dinner, Feng Yu washed up and then returned to his hut to lie down. While lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to help but think of his life before he was reborn.

Feng Yu was originally a middle-aged man in his forties. He was in a small investment company and was the leader of an investment team. He had done stocks, futures, gold, and crude oil. He was not very successful, but his income was not bad.

I have a wife and no children. My father died of illness in his early years and my mother lived with him.

He remembered that it was the spring of 2015. In order to take his wife abroad to treat infertility, he wanted to make more money, so he invested all the money from the family's deposits, including the money obtained from mortgage of the house and car, into the stock market. According to his prediction, this time was a bull market and even a fool could make money.

The situation was very good at first, and his investment quickly doubled. So he boldly used 100 times of leverage to make more profits. If he doubled this time, he would do nothing in the rest of his life and be able to have no worries about food and clothing.

When the stock market rose to 5,000 points, he decided to go out and called his group's traders to sell the stocks, but the boss thought that it could continue to rise and did not allow him to sell.

At first, the stock market did rise a little more, and he also felt that the boss was indeed more capable than him. But the stock market soon plunged. Because he used high leverage and had no additional funds, he was soon forced to close his position. Not only did the customer lose all his money, but even his own money was lost.

He was fired by the company. He drank a lot of alcohol that day, and then deliberately fell on the road under the gaze of many people and was hit by a large truck.

This should not be considered suicide. The accident insurance he received should be able to compensate millions, which is enough to redeem the house and car, and leave a sum of money to his mother and wife.

He remembered that he was looking at the speeding truck and thinking in his heart that if God could give him a chance to come back, he would not die so cowardly again, and he would let his family live a comfortable life!

But unexpectedly, God actually gave him a chance to come back!

Since God asked him to do it again, there will never be any regrets in his previous life in this life. He wants to become a rich man and a legend in the investment world!

Thinking of this, Feng Yu couldn't help but shout loudly: "I, Feng Yu, are back again~~~"

"Xiaoyu, stop shouting, go to bed quickly." Zhang Muhua shouted on the other side of the wall. At the same time, he blamed her husband for letting her son drink again at night, and this is all nonsense. Is that a good person to learn from Hu Hansan? That's a big traitor!
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