Lin Ye's body was very hot and his face was also very sad. He turned over irritably, and his back of his hand slammed straight on the kang, making a crisp sound. Then, as if he felt something was wrong, he touched the warm kang leather twice...

He sat up in shock while dying. Lin Ye, who was sleeping, started to do it like a corpse. He looked at the surrounding situation with hostile eyes. He was confused and surprised. He wiped his back because of the sweat he copied from the warm kang. He looked back at the window. A black dog in the yard squatted on the balcony and said to himself, "I just dreamed of being real, and I couldn't dream of a dog, right?"

This is his home. After all, living here for more than ten years, it is impossible to admit his mistake. It was just that the shanty town had been transformed into flat ground long ago, and Lin Ye was also a man in his thirties. Now the guy pointing directly into the ceiling in his crotch told him that this vitality should be on a young man with a strong spirit.

Lin Ye's personality is the kind of hiding all emotions in his heart. His head has been blindfolded for several minutes, and only his eyes are still working. In this process, he did not show any emotion. He looked at the familiar and strange furnishings in the room with a scrutiny, and did not forget to put clothes on himself.

Through the plastic cloth that blocked his sight, Lin Ye saw the snow in the yard and some melted ice. He concluded that it was either late autumn or early spring, but it should be early spring, because there was still a lot of firecrackers in his sight. If he pushed open the door of the house at this time, he would definitely catch a cold by the cold wind in an instant.

He pinched his thighs and tried whether it was a dream thing. Lin Ye, who had put on his clothes, got off the kang and entered the kitchen, then opened the door, and a black dog's ears stood up and his tail was shaking his head to run towards him.

"Long face, long time no see." Lin Ye whispered to the black dog's hair. To be fair, living in a bungalow and raising dogs is a tradition for people in the forest area. Even after moving from the forest farm to the town, this habit is normal.

However, in Lin Ye's mind, this Chinese pastoral dog that accompanied him in the forest area seemed a little bit of a failure. First of all, this dog was ugly, and the dog did not take paparazzi. He had given birth to several paparazzi but had not raised it once. He was basically a useless dog. The shit on the brick road can prove this.

Although it doesn't matter if you don't have this kind of situation, you will definitely be better if you have it. Lin Ye, who was in a good mood, returned to the room and took out a steamed bun and threw it on the ground, then stretched towards the sun.

"Yeah!" Lin Ye, who felt a little uncomfortable with his throat, definitely didn't catch a cold. He knew that he was addicted to smoking. Although he had not read the calendar yet, he could almost determine when it was. Since he was fourteen years old, he had already started to contribute to the country's annual tobacco tax of more than one trillion yuan.

After replenishing his energy, Lin Ye stuffed the cigarette box into the firewood pile again, and returned to the house and looked at the face in the mirror. His face looked nothing good, but missing a scar is also a thing worth celebrating, right?

The shoulders are as smooth as new. Of course, these are all trivial matters. The left hand is intact and the index finger is still performing its duties well, rather than not knowing where to go after the age of twenty. This is the real benefit of traveling through time. A complete body is more important than anything else. If the scar on the face disappears, it will be better.

"What a little white face!" Lin Ye smiled extremely happily in front of himself in the mirror. The hostile smile he said to was revealed again by his friend, but he immediately restrained himself. He was beaten a lot because of this kind of smile.

This body does not fit his name at all. In fact, in the eyes of others, he is a very thin person. If he had been reborn two years ago, he would have looked like a girl. Until he was caught, no one would believe that the fight would fall on him.

Touching his forearm and fair skin like a stinger, this evaluation is absolutely correct. "This yellow hair should be dealt with quickly! Second pussy..." Lin Ye touched his long golden hair. In middle school, his hair was very long, about ten centimeters. His bangs were longer and almost reached his chin. From the perspective of an adult, he didn't like him in this era and sneered at himself...

The smile gradually faded away, and the expression gradually turned into seriousness, because he remembered something from this yellow hair. Lin Ye had no other strengths and thought his memory was OK. If he remembered correctly, this yellow hair had been baked three times in total. On the third time, he was dictatorial against this yellow hair.

It doesn't matter whether things are not the same as three things that come true in one's own way. Lin Ye is an atheist. He is not superstitious and doesn't even think about how to become a teenager when he wakes up. But he has been hit by an iron fist and never wants to come for a second time. Only when he is inside will he realize the value of freedom.

Back in the bedroom, fold the quilt, put the towel on the phone to prevent dust from falling off, and the date on the caller ID was clear. On March 3, 2004, "Oh, it's not bad!" Lin Ye's mouth slightly raised, very satisfied with this time. According to history, he will be dictatorial in one month, but this incident will not happen this time, 100%...

This big event that changed Lin Ye is very simple to say. It is typical because you start with what you look at and end with what you look at. So every time you see this kind of joke on the Internet in later generations, he can't laugh out loud, just as if the joke is about himself.

This incident affects not only himself, but the entire family. If something happened to a minor, it was all the parents who were responsible for it. If Lin Ye remembered correctly, the family should have borrowed a Jiefang truck and would have to pay about 7,000 yuan a month. Because of the accident of his son, the parents were unwilling to work. At the same time, they hoped that the child would come out as soon as possible, so they used the money that should have paid the loan to compensate the victim.

Youdao is that the family property cannot afford a labor reform criminal, so Lin Ye, who was protected by the Scum Protection Law of the Minors, faced a family when he came out, can be simply described as water as diapers. He was blocked by the loan company for several years, and because the loans continued to increase interest rates, the family was always burdened. Because of the money he borrowed from a car, he was ridiculed by relatives.

This is called the domino theory. Heavy debts and many ideas cannot be implemented because of the shortage of money. From this point of view, Lin Ye is also very sorry for his parents.

In the evening, when her mother Zhang Ying came home from get off work, she was wearing camouflage uniform and opened the door and shouted, "Baby son, are you at home?"

"Are you?" Lin Ye, who had been at home for a day, shivered and seemed quite uncomfortable when he heard the words of his baby son, but he responded immediately, and came out of the bedroom. Outside the door near the backyard, he lay on the windowsill with a long face and saw the hostess going home, screaming at the window, which seemed very eye-catching.

"I'm back so early today? Have you gone to school?" Zhang Ying took off her camouflage uniform, got sick of home clothes and started to cook, while chatting about her baby son.

Looking at the young mother, Lin Ye was in a heavy mood and couldn't speak, so he stood quietly behind and thoughts. In the end, he didn't say anything, and he could no longer speak some of the words. The image of his hair full of hair in later generations coincided with his young mother. He could not forget his mother who was crying in the court half a year later.

"It's here!" Lin Ye replied simply. Of course, this is a lie, but looking at his mother's satisfied expression, he should just take a moment to the back.

"Your father and I think you should go to high school. Even if you stay a year to settle down, don't stop studying so early." Zhang Ying obviously knew his son quite well, so he didn't turn around and told him while cutting vegetables.

"I understand!" Lin Ye's answer was ambiguous. His not like to say what he thought was in his heart, which did not mean that he had no feelings. He could not directly object to his parents' words, even if he had reservations in his heart.

Linye was very happy to eat this meal. Although it was very simple, there were very few cabbage, potatoes, and even pork, which was not very suitable for Linye's taste as adults, eating with his mother could not replace this relaxed feeling.

"Son, why do you eat so much today?" Zhang Ying was a little surprised. He knew his son's appetite very well. Lin Ye was very picky about food and liked to eat vegetarian food, so he looked very thin.

"If you are hungry, eat a little more." Lin Ye replied in a low voice. His appetite was practiced when he was inside, because if you are still picky about food, there is only one consequence. Being hungry is not your parents, and you have no obligation to spoil you.

His body shape is as strong as his mother, even when he is an adult, he looks very slim. As an only son, Lin Ye dared not say that he had completely inherited the advantages of his parents, but it was not the worst result. A big man is indeed a bit unreasonable in his slim body. He should be a little fatter. The advantage he inherited from his father is black hair. The inheritance of his father's family is significant in hair. When his grandmother died of illness at the age of 80, he still had black hair. Although his father was suppressed by the difficult life, he did not have a single white hair, which was completely different from his mother's Huafa.

After dinner, Lin Ye cleaned the dining table and washed the dishes in her mother's surprise. She always felt that her son seemed a little different today. Lin Ye was also considering the future when the pots and pans collided.

Lin Ye did not ask his father when the person who was traveling for transportation would not go home at night, that would be on the road.

After brushing, Lin Ye, expressionless, sat on a small stool and roasted fire in front of the stove pit. He naturally held a cigarette after meals, and then went out to the backyard as if he was remembering something. He lit it in the dark and took a deep breath...
Chapter completed!