"Bang, bang, crackle..."

The sound of firecrackers came faintly from the distance, mixed with laughter, and a lively and prosperous scene that could be imagined even if you didn't see it.

However, in this remote hut, the atmosphere was indescribable sorrow.

A beautiful woman, wearing a cloth and wooden hairpin, knelt on a cushion with a sad face, murmured to the Guanyin Bodhisattva worshipped on the table, saying, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, I am dedicated to the Buddha, wishing to eat vegetarian food for years, only asking the Bodhisattva to save my miserable child and bless him to wake up as soon as possible. As long as Brother Huan can get better, I will give up my ten-year life span. If Brother Huan has a long and short life, I...I can't live anymore, wuwu..."

The woman had a pair of originally charming eyes, but now she looked like a swollen walnut and her voice was hoarse. It can be seen that this is not the first time she has made such a prayer.

The noisy and rumbling people outside the house sounded from time to time, making the atmosphere inside the house become increasingly bleak.

Listening to the sound coming from outside, a hint of resentment appeared on the woman's sad face.

Her baby is almost sick...

But there were only hundreds of people in the mansion who visited the hospital.

They are all young masters from the Jia family. The one who had a slight headache and fever seemed to be like the sky was about to fall, but her ring had been fainting for several days, but there was not even a person to ask about it. It was really a warm and cold relationship and a cold world.

The most hateful thing is her eldest daughter. It would be fine if others don’t come to see her. Anyway, she is used to being lonely and lonely. Her room has never been pleasing.

But what about the three girls? Huan'er is your brother-in-law...

The more I thought about it, the more I became, the more I became sad and angry. The woman who had never read any books and didn't understand any great principles, looked at her son who was lying on the kang, who was lying on the kang and was unaware of the situation, and could no longer help crying.

Crying sounds sobbing, desolate.

"Well……"

Jia Huan felt a split headache. After the graduation party last night, he was pulled by several animals in the dormitory to sing K together, and then went to barbecue again.

No matter what, wine is an indispensable thing.

All kinds of excuses and reasons, no matter what, deep feelings, and a bit boring.

The big man from northwest Shanxi and the super man from northeast China actually carried a Russian Volga...

It's really your mother!

After four years of college, I spent thousands of days and nights together, and I naturally had feelings.

The Ming Dynasty was about to go its separate ways. I don’t know when I saw each other again in the future, so no matter how deep the cunning is, I feel a little sad at this moment.

How to relieve worries? Only Volga.

Beer boxes have been replaced one after another, and the 60-degree Volga is also bottle after another.

It seems like I won’t be finished if I don’t get drunk.

Jia Huan, an ordinary college student, has both parents in his family. What is certain is that the father who gave him this name must have never read "Dream of Red Mansions", otherwise he would not have given him this unlucky name that his grandmother doesn't love his uncle. In the least he has to be Jia Baoyu, right?

Hearing a vague sound of a woman crying, Jia Huan rubbed his head in a very painful state, forced himself to cheer up, and opened his eyes.

He was a little curious about the fact that there was a girl who was not open to her eyes and would cry at the head of his bed.

It’s not that he is self-deprecating. He is born in a farm family. He has no second-generation foundation and is not good at studying. Although he is in good health, he is not very good at sports. Apart from being able to brag about political writing with a group of line fishing roommates, he can’t even say a few words when he sees a girl.

Although I love the teaching videos of Muto Ran and Sora Aoi, it is useless to waste a few more rolls of tissues.

Therefore, if a girl crying at the head of the bed, it is unlikely that it will happen to him unless a supernatural incident occurs.

But if there is really a supernatural incident, he is not afraid. When he came from the countryside, he dared to sleep on the grave with a black dog when he was a child, and he was afraid of a ball!

His mind was twisted and turned, but after opening his eyes, Jia Huan was a little stunned.

This seems to be an antique building that I lived in when I followed the professor to a resort outside the city and went to a corrupt villa.

The carved windows, the interval between windows seems to be glass, but... oil paper?

The smell of Buddha in the room is full of scent, no wonder I feel my head is drowsy, it is probably smoked.

Look at the quilt again, it seems to be a brocade quilt?

Too tall and overwhelming!

Can I live in such a house?

It's bad. The crying just now was the lady I called yesterday. Today I found out that the benefactor was a pauper and cried, right?

It's over, and those grandchildren are so bad.

This kind of place that is comparable to heaven and earth can be no more than a few thousand oceans in one night?

I can’t afford to sell my kidneys!

Listen, how miserable the girl cried, she must have turned over my wallet and found that my wallet was cleaner than her face.

However, since it has reached this point, you have to take on the task and not pretend to be dead.

Just as the old man who was farming in his hometown told him when he went out to study, he was a man, and he had to stand up straight and carry him even when the sky fell.

Therefore, his tuition fee was collected by him after selling the buffalo at home, and then he secretly sold the blood several times.

His mother didn't say anything, why? Since the old man is his father, he has to take care of the child's schooling, right?

In the future, if the grandson has no money to go to school, his son will do this, which is natural.

This is how tutors are, so even if they don’t have money, we have a kind of genius.

After a few angers on himself, Jia Huan was about to sit up despite his headache.

Then, when he rolled up his sleeves and was about to sit up hard, he was stunned.

Is this his hand?

It looked as thin as a skewer, with a layer of white skin wrapped around the bones, which looked like a few taels of meat.

No, he went to work in the field since he was young, and when he was eighteen years old, he pushed the mill in the mill, and the old donkeys at home were not as strong as him.

A sack bag of 200 kilograms can trot a mile on his back.

He didn't say he was tired of carrying the cement bag on the construction site for a whole day.

This is also the source of his later tuition fees for school.

But now this ghost looks like a big smoke ghost, what is it?

Jia Huan was like a ghost, so he turned over and sat up, looked down at his body, and then he had a thin body like a chicken.

Touching my hair, it's actually long hair.

Obviously, I don't have any breasts?

I pulled my underwear, fortunately, the birds are still there in the nest, although it is a few sizes smaller...

Even if he is ignorant, how could he not hear anything about the topics he has been discussing in the streets and alleys over the years?

Travel through time!

Is it time travel? It is time travel.

Just as Jia Huan's head was full of chaos, he suddenly heard a scream.

"Ah, Huan'er, are you awake? Woo, Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you, my Huan'er, you scared Wei'er to death!"

The woman hugged Jia Huan and hugged him tightly into her arms, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Jia Huan just wanted to enjoy the warm and soft jade feeling, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly became Sparta.

What? Mother?!

He is not a ghost from a certain island country, and he has a strange pursuit of transcending ethics.

Jia Huan was full of doubts, but he immediately realized that if he traveled through time, there would naturally be another parents.

But what should parents in their previous life do?

Although the family can have two households in the countryside, he has a younger brother, but his father and mother spent so much blood and sweat to support him to study, he had no time to repay one or two, so he traveled through time like this.

Thinking of the strict father and kind mother, I realized that it was difficult to meet again in this life. My grief came from my heart, and Jia Huan couldn't help crying.

"My son, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Huan'er, don't scare my mother anymore. I'm not looking forward to anything in my life, just hope you can grow up. If you have a few shortcomings, how can you live? Why don't you go with you? Woo woo!"

Jia Huan's mother was frightened when she heard him crying and thought something was wrong with him.

But even if something was wrong with her child, she thought to herself that she was an ignorant woman and could not help her son. Instead of leaving her alone in the world, it would be better to go with her and have a companion, right?

Even though he was extremely uneasy at this moment, Jia Huan could not continue to cry weakly. After all, this body was the son of the woman in front of him.

Since he has occupied the body of his son and relied on him to live, he must be responsible and let the mother not continue to be sad for him.

As for parents in their previous life, Jia Huan really hopes that someone else can occupy his body and respect his parents for him...

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine anymore and it doesn't hurt anywhere. It's just..."

Jia Huan looked confused and wanted to speak, but stopped talking.

"What's wrong? Brother Huan, why are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll go and ask you a doctor tomorrow. Even if I'm willing to give up this time, I'll ask the master to invite an imperial physician to you. There are quack doctors outside, which will hurt my son... Woo woo!"

The woman went off topic as she said something, crying and snotting, and her beautiful face looked embarrassed.

However, Jia Huan's heart was warm when he looked at it. No matter what life he had, his relatives might not have much education, but he treated his heart the most sincere.

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Mother, my son is really fine, he is just confused and can't remember anything. He only remembers that you are my mother."

"Ah! Why is this good? You... are you suffering from absentia? Woooo, it's all for those who are disgraced. I asked Xiao Jixiang to tell them, don't set whips in the mansion, as they will scare you. They just don't listen and laugh at me. Woooo, my poor Huan'er, how can you let your mother live? Why would you let me die? Woooo!"

Jia Huan looked at his mother who was crying in a state of tragedy with a little laugh and laughed: "Mom, what's the big deal? If you lose your soul, you will lose your soul. Just remember your mother. Isn't it possible to tell me other things? This doesn't hurt or itchy, so why should I be considered a thing? Don't cry anymore."

The woman was stunned when she heard this, stared at Jia Huan for a while, then burst into tears and said, "Brother Huan, you have become smarter. You are right, just remember your mother, I can tell you about other things!

This is the best way to remember my mother, and it is useless for others to remember. None of them has a conscience, especially the third girl, who wished she could be born into the wife's belly and my aunt's belly, and she would almost make her feel wronged.

You have been sick and unconscious for three days, and I have never seen her sister come to see you. I don’t spend it for you or respect me. I will give it all to the devil in the world. I am almost dead..."
Chapter completed!