Zhang Wei feels that his life is very interesting, and he could make a disaster movie.
Five years old, I almost died from a high fever.
At the age of sixteen, his academic status was forced to be transferred from Shanghai back to Haitong City. He was ranked among the top three in the school every year in Shanghai. After transferring back to Haitong, he faced the high school entrance examination directly. Unfortunately, he went to a third-rate high school.
If this is the case, it is not tragic, but the nightmare has just begun.
At the age of seventeen, he was framed and ended his high school career.
At the age of twenty-one, he and his girlfriend dated for half a year and had a flash marriage. Half a year later, his wife gave birth to a fat son for him. If it was just like this, it would be a blessing, but what happened at the age of twenty-four was something he would never forget.
There is a lyric in "Miss Dong" that goes like this: Falling in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland at home.
Zhang Wei felt that he had fallen in love with a wild horse, with grassland all over his head. After divorcing his wife, he took on the heavy responsibility of raising his son alone. He started working in a factory, then spent a lot of money to buy a fake degree certificate from the United States, and turned into an investment consultant.
He knew nothing about investing. In order to be qualified for this job, Zhang Wei studied and worked at the same time. After more than two years of fooling around, he couldn't do it anymore, and was finally kicked out by the company.
At that time, Zhang Wei was indignant and felt that he was born at the wrong time. If he had been born twenty years earlier, he would definitely be qualified for this job. He also imagined various investment directions. Which one of the stock market, Internet, and real estate is not profitable? He even thought that if he lived in the 1990s, he would be able to make a fortune by running a small business with his brain, but he forgot that these would be viewed from the perspective of future generations.
At the age of twenty-eight, Zhang Wei was unemployed. In fact, his life ended at that moment.
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The night was terrifyingly dark, with layers of shrouded dark clouds seeming to swallow up the entire earth; the rain was desolate and desolate, crackling and flooding the world.
At night in the countryside along the East China Sea, people have fallen into a deep sleep after seven o'clock, and the lights that are occasionally raised are extinguished by the wind. Only the light of this dilapidated red brick house still shines in the wind and rain. swaying and flickering.
"Divorce!" A sad and angry female voice tore through the layers of rain.
Rainwater flowed into the house along the broken glass. The house was very simple, with a yellowed dressing table and nothing on the table except a mirror. Not far to the left of the dressing table, in the open three-compartment wardrobe, there are some old clothes that are clean but heavily patched.
The remaining wooden beds were covered with low-quality red paint, which may have been cracked or even peeled off due to unfamiliar application techniques.
In the house.
Why are your parents quarreling and getting divorced again? Zhang Wei was a little confused. He was a very light sleeper and would be awakened by any sound. When he heard his mother's cry, he wanted to get up to break up the fight.
Two footsteps sounded quickly.
Zhang Wei hurriedly opened his eyes and wanted to get up to comfort his parents, but when he saw his surroundings clearly, his eyes showed disbelief. What is going on?
Something is wrong!
Zhang Wei was in disbelief when he looked at the red wall with bricks that looked like they were about to fall off, the roof beams made up of three large metasequoia trees, and the wooden bed that had been with him for more than ten years.
The conditions of my family are not very good, but I already built a building when I was in the fifth grade. Although that building made my parents regret it in the future, it was still a building after all. What does it count now?
"It seems like an old house..."
After all, he had lived here for twelve years. Zhang Wei quickly recalled it. When he saw the young mother who broke through the door and left and the young father who leaned against the door with a sad face, he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, as if Reborn.
Rebirth is such a beautiful word for many people. It can change life and lose those beautiful things. Zhang Wei was no exception. He had imagined countless times that it would be great if he could really be reborn, but when this happened, he was confused.
When Zhang Wei saw his father, he seemed to want to chase him out, but in the end he was unable to gather his steps and returned to the bedside after a long time.
"Xiaowei, you're awake." His father Zhang Aiguo tried his best to smile, but the worry in his eyes betrayed his inner emotions.
Looking at his father's young and handsome face, Zhang Wei couldn't help but picture his father's wrinkled and gray-haired appearance before he was reborn. His father had paid too much for the family, but it was a pity that Zhang Wei was not able to make much money in the future. Few people honor their father.
But Zhang Wei was more concerned about his mother's whereabouts now, and asked quickly: "Dad, why didn't you stop mom? It's raining outside!"
Although he was not sure how old he was when he was reborn, he remembered that his parents had quarreled and divorced countless times, and eventually grew old together, so he was not very worried that his parents would actually divorce, but he was more worried about his mother's safety.
Zhang Aiguo smiled bitterly and said, "It's not like you don't know your mother's temper. You'll come back when the weather subsides in two days."
Thinking about it, no one could stop his mother when she was angry. He had to wait for her to calm down. Zhang Wei was still worried and said, "Why did you quarrel with mom? Where did she go?"
"Where else can we go? Your grandma's house." Zhang Aiguo sat down and said, "I don't want to quarrel with her. During the day, there were gossips in the village about your aunt and grandma coming to collect debts. She heard about it and has been quarreling with me all day."
My aunt and uncle want a debt? Zhang Wei vaguely knew that he was reborn when he was five years old, because a few days after the debt was collected, that is, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, he had a high fever of 39°. At that time, his father held him in his arms in the middle of the night and found the barefoot in a hurry. At the doctor's house, the barefoot doctor had a problem with his medical ethics. Not only did he fail to bring down the high fever, he actually made it rise to 40°C, which almost killed Zhang Wei.
Fortunately, his father later heard about the name of a retired traditional Chinese medicine doctor. With tears in his eyes, he hugged Zhang Wei to seek medical treatment, and finally saved his life.
Zhang Wei blurted out: "What day is it now in 1994?" After asking, he regretted it. Didn't this make his father suspicious? Even his rebirth couldn't get rid of his impulsiveness. He looked at his father nervously, fearing what his father would ask next.
Fortunately, Zhang Aiguo was too distracted to think so much. He just glanced at his son in surprise and said casually: "It's the second day of the Lunar New Year."
Zhang Wei was shocked. He clearly remembered that he had a high fever today. He carefully felt the condition of his body and found that he felt nothing uncomfortable. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, huddled under the quilt and said, "Just because I owe my aunt and grandma three thousand yuan." ? Not so!"
"Three thousand yuan, not three hundred." Zhang Aiguo said angrily.
Zhang Wei then recalled that it was 1994. You must know that the current housing price in downtown Shanghai is only 3,000 per square meter. How much will the housing price in Lujiazui be in the future? 150,000 per flat!
Of course, it does not mean that three thousand now is equal to one hundred and fifty thousand in future generations. In 1994, the price of meat was about 4.8 yuan, and the price of rice was about 8 cents. In later generations, the price of meat was 13 or 14 yuan, and the price of rice was about 2.5 yuan. Three thousand now is equivalent to one yuan in future generations. Between ten thousand and twenty thousand.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but said: "Then it won't be a quarrel over money."
"It's just that our family is poor." Zhang Aiguo said bitterly, and then got into bed.
Listening to his father's words, Zhang Wei had mixed feelings. Yes, it was only because his family's financial conditions were so poor. If his parents had been better off, they wouldn't have quarreled.
How bad is the economy of the old Zhang family?
Not only is it raining heavily outside, but it is also raining lightly in the house, for example, there are several plastic basins placed on top of the furniture to catch the rainwater.
Let's just say that when I was a child, there were many other families who drank milk powder until they were four or five years old. However, due to poverty at home, Zhang Wei stopped eating milk powder when he was two years old and drank very thin rice porridge; other families only had one meal a week. But he couldn't eat fish or meat for a month or more, so sometimes he could only go to his grandmother's house to eat.
Zhang Wei's grandfather works in a salt farm and earns a very good income. Besides, he is a person who eats, drinks, smokes, and gambles, and does almost all kinds of drugs except whoring, so as soon as he comes back, the food is very good, but his grandfather usually only comes back once every month. This was also one of Zhang Wei's regrets when he was a child. At that time, he even thought how great it would be if his grandfather came back every day.
Zhang Wei comforted his father and said, "Our family will be fine."
Zhang Aiguo sighed first, and then said firmly: "It will get better. In a few days, I will go to Shanghai with your uncle to sell rice. The debt I owe will be repaid by then."
Zhang Wei was a little confused. Didn't his father go to Shanghai to sell rice in the second half of next year? Why are you saying now that you are going this year?
Then he realized that because he had a high fever, his father was defrauded of more than 2,000 yuan by Dr. He. He probably didn't go because he was short of money!
Zhang Wei thought to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't have a high fever this time."
After chatting with his father for a while, Zhang Wei finally woke up from the confusion of rebirth. He was even secretly grateful that he could finally live according to his own script. In this age of gold everywhere, he believed that with his many talents, he could finally live his life according to his own script. His 20-year vision of the general trend can definitely improve the family's economic conditions.
However, before Zhang Wei had time to envision how wonderful his future life would be, misfortune struck.
He felt a little hot and cold all over his body, as if he was about to have a high fever.