Chapter 2: Giving yourself a New Year's gift

In 1992, I was just two years old! I was still wearing open-crotch pants, and my little penis was showing recklessly. No one would say that this was indecent!

Han Ze, no, now I should be called Han Songlin!

Han Songlin stood in front of himself, or rather, in front of his two-year-old self.

He was chubby and looked extremely cute!

At this moment, a woman walked out of the house. It was Han Ze's mother. Seeing Han Songlin, she greeted him, 'Songlin is here! Come in and sit!'

Han Songlin didn't know what to say, so he said, 'Third sister-in-law, don't sit down, I'll just take a walk around!'

At this moment, Han Songlin was very calm. There were some things that he had to keep to himself and not show the slightest bit.

'That's right!'

Han Songlin looked again at Han Ze, who was playing on the ground, and then slowly walked towards home.

He had truly been reborn!

It was hard to believe.

Moreover, his family had not disappeared because of his rebirth, and everything seemed no different.

Except for Han Songlin!

Upon returning home, Han Songlin sat under the eaves at the entrance of the main room, giggling a little!

What a strange feeling!

In his previous life, he didn't do too well. He wasn't exactly middle class, but he was able to put food on the table and save some money.

However, Han Songlin always felt that he had failed in his previous life.

'This life, I must change. I must go to the city to study. In high school, I must be strictly supervised, and I must not let the rebellious period ruin my life!'

Han Songlin suddenly thought of something again: 'When I was a child, I saw that other children had hundreds and thousands of New Year's money, but I only had a few tens or hundreds. I often wondered why I didn't have a rich uncle!'

In this life, I must not let myself have regrets.

I must get a thousand New Year's money myself.

In the past, no one gave it to me, so I'll just give it to myself. I'll be my own rich uncle? Thinking about this, I can't help but feel happy!

Han Songlin suddenly remembered something, and his face fell. He remembered that the relationship between the Han Ze family and the Han Songlin family was indeed good, but this kind of good belonged to the kind of good that shared the same surname and came from the same village and team.

However, Han Songlin had never given Han Ze any New Year's money.

That wasn't the most important thing, but the biggest problem right now.

Now, what will I do?

In 1992, the Internet had not yet been launched in China.

There were no smartphones, no computers, and no internet. Han Songlin felt like he had lost his three wives.

As if sensing something, Han Songlin suddenly looked up and saw a woman carrying a basket on her back and holding the hand of a little girl.

She was beautiful beyond compare, a delight for the eyes!

How could he describe the person in front of him?

Han Songlin had seen many beautiful women on the internet in the future.

He had also seen many beautiful female anchors, but the ones that could make a person feel heart palpitations were really rare.

After all, deep down, he knows that they are fake.

In reality, Han Songlin has really not met many beautiful women who can make people turn around and look.

The kind of beauty that, no matter where you go, people's attention will naturally focus on!

Right in front of you, absolutely!

Hair like green silk and skin like snow, a delicate cherry mouth with a peak!

A delicate nose and jade face with curved willow brows, the whole thing is a fairy!

Is this Han Songlin's wife?

No, it's my wife now, I'm Han Songlin!

Is this a bit inappropriate?

It feels so awkward.

But she is really, really pretty.

This is the first time that Han Songlin has seen such a beautiful woman up close.

She feels much prettier than the female celebrities on TV!

It's like the female news anchors on the future internet, but with the filter on and the whitening effect turned up.

In reality, there really is such a thing.

Anyway, why can't Han Songlin figure out why he wants to divorce her?

I don't understand!

By the way, her name is Liu Yuyan, and the little girl she's holding is Han Ting.

Liu Yuyan puts down the basket, frowns slightly, and looks at Han Songlin strangely. Han Songlin gives off a different vibe today.

It's so familiar!

It's like this look the first time I saw you.

'What are you looking at?'

'At you!'

Liu Yuyan subconsciously touched her face, and there was mud on her hand, which directly smudged her fair face like jade.

A very clear mud mark.

If, in twenty years, no, ten years, someone marries such a beautiful wife; they will definitely keep her at home and worship her.

They will never let her work in the fields.

'You must be hungry, I'll go cook!' With that, she blushed and went into the kitchen.

Han Songlin looked at Liu Yuyan go into the house blankly, unable to react.

Was that flirting?

I don't think so!

She's my wife now.

After receiving Songlin's memories, although not all of them, he was able to accept his identity.

And it was very quick.

Confusion, hesitation, worry?

These emotions have also occurred, but Han Songlin quickly put them away.

Since he has been reborn, no matter what, it is always right to live a good life!

Not only should you eat well and wear warm clothes, but you should also eat well!

It's not like you can eat all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and the sea every day, but you can at least try them.

Han Ting, who was already four years old, was staring at Han Songlin with wide eyes, holding a small animal made of clay in her hand.

Han Songlin couldn't recognise what it was anyway.

It was nothing strange for children in the countryside to play with clay from an early age.

The things made of clay were also very strange and varied, many of which he had seen on TV.

'Come, Tingting, come to Daddy!' Han Songlin felt a little strange when he said this!

After Han Songlin and Liu Yuyan divorced, Han Ting followed Liu Yuyan; in fact, he hadn't seen Han Ting for many years.

He only remembered that he had an older sister, Han Ting, who played with him.

He wasn't sure if that memory was real.

Han Ting hesitated a little, but she came over anyway.

It seemed that Han Ting and Han Songlin were not very close!

It's true, Han Songlin was in a daze before.

Thinking about this, Han Songlin couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Was it because of this that Liu Yuyan ended up leaving?

Han Songlin didn't want to care about what happened in the last life, but in this life, he had to live it well.

Han Songlin didn't know much about the 1990s or even the first decade or so of the 21st century.

After all, during this period of time, Han Songlin was still studying, and life and experience at school and after leaving school are completely different concepts.

When studying, everything that happened in society seemed to be separate from one's own life.

The memories of social events are quite mixed!

I know a bit about major events, such as 1997 and 1999; but then, it seems that I don't know anything else.

Stocks?

When did the stock market open in China, in 1994?

I don't think so. It seems that there were already some before that.

Lottery?

Han Songlin still remembers that in one issue, the lottery numbers were the same as the phone number of a relative of a family on the team.

Which issue was that?

Was I in primary school or not yet in primary school when I heard about it?

I've forgotten!

Of course, lottery tickets and such are not important.

If you want to help, you should think about how to make money.

If that doesn't work, the worst that can happen is that you go to Shenchuan to work as a migrant worker.

There are always suitable jobs on construction sites.

Han Songlin is now 1.8 metres tall, has six-pack abs, a broad back and shoulders, and long arms and hands. He is definitely a good worker.

By the way, how much do they pay to move bricks in Shenchuan these days?

Anyway, it seems that wages are not very high here in Shenchuan.

Wait, why am I thinking about moving bricks?

Can't I just be the boss and have someone else move the bricks for me?

Being a contractor is better than moving bricks!

Why don't I organise a group of people to go to Shenchuan to move bricks?

Shenchuan should still be in need of labour, right?

It seems that the demand for labour in coastal areas has always been quite high.

While I was daydreaming, I heard a shout: 'Songlin, go carry a load of water!'

'Oh, great! Where's the pole?' Han Songlin was stunned for a moment before he answered and went into the kitchen.

'It's by the cupboard!'

Han Songlin looked around and really found it.

Looking around the kitchen, he remembered that there should be a water tank.

It seems that it hasn't been bought yet.