The capital, the capital.
Chengdong District, North Exit of Heping Street.
Yesterday’s resurrection from the dead touched Dong Xuebin a lot. If time hadn’t miraculously regressed, he would never see his mother or Aunt Xuan again. good idea. After thinking about it all night, Dong Xuebin only fell asleep in the early morning, so it was more than ten o’clock in the morning when he climbed out of the towel and quilt. He rolled over and got off the creaking old spring sofa. He rubbed his eyes and went to the bathroom to wash up. Finally, he wiped his face and yawned casually to the closed bedroom door: “Mom, are you awake?”
Mother Luan Xiaoping’s choked voice hurriedly sounded in the house, “Wake up early to clean up the house, do you still want to eat breakfast?”
“Let’s have lunch.” Dong Xuebin felt that his mother’s tone was not right, he walked over quickly and pushed the door to take a look, only to see his mother sitting on the snow-white sheets anxiously wiping the back of her hand on her face Tears, when she saw herself coming in, she put her head aside and sniffed, and quickly forced a smile and stuffed a few old black and white photos in her wallet into her wallet. This is a photo of my mom and dad when they got married, taken more than 20 years ago.
Dong Xuebin’s heart ached slightly, and he sat down next to his mother, “Missing my dad?”
“No, no.” Mom carefully put away her wallet and wiped her eyes, “I just found it, take it out and take a look.”
He didn’t know how many times he had seen this picture in the past few years. His mother was weak and weak. Whenever she thought of sad things, she often cried secretly by herself. Dong Xuebin didn’t feel very well, “Mom, it’s because your son is incompetent, he can’t study, he has no ability, and he has no confidence in passing the civil service exam. At most, he works with Panjiayuan Antique Market during winter and summer vacations. , when my dad was hospitalized a few years ago, if I had made money early to see him in the best hospital, my dad might not have left.”
The mother touched his leg with her hand, “Don’t talk nonsense, my son is the most capable, and he will definitely be an official in the future.”
Dong Xuebin moved his lips, but couldn’t say anything.
Mom smiled and touched her son’s hand, “Don’t think about it too much, Mom will cook you a delicious meal at noon.”
A small plate of fried shredded pork with garlic sprouts, a bowl of boiled cabbage, and half a pot of rice porridge—this is a good meal in Dong Xuebin’s house. Usually when he is at home alone, he is reluctant to eat like this. Often, a pot of rice and a vegetable stir fry can make do with two meals a day. It is not that Dong Xuebin is frugal, but that the family does not have that much money. It’s really a penny cut in half.
He, Dong Xuebin, 23 years old this year, graduated with a bachelor’s degree.
Ordinary appearance, ordinary height, ordinary character, and ordinary ability.
Household savings: no more than five figures.
The year my father was hospitalized, all the family’s savings were spent, and finally the house was sold. Now this one-bedroom is rented later. After my father passed away, my mother who took leave for too long lost her job, and the consumption in the capital was too high, so my mother simply gritted her teeth and went back to her hometown in the countryside. He went to university by himself, and only came to Beijing to live with him for a month or two every time he was only in the winter and summer vacations.
Rent, utilities, living expenses, and daily expenses, it is obviously not enough to rely on the meager salary of the mother alone, so Dong Xuebin often goes to the supermarket cashier or works in the antique city during holidays or weekends. Except for the tuition fees, he can barely pay If I can earn it, and then I can live frugally, I can almost ignore what my mother asks for money every month, and rely on myself.
The suffering is a little bit bitter, but the four years of stumbling and stumbling can be considered to have survived.
After the meal, my mother watched the old black-and-white movie “Tunnel Warfare” on TV while cleaning up the tableware. He went back to the bedroom and lay on the broken wooden bed, staring at the ceiling with the walls peeled off. The left wants to come, the right wants to go, and now the universities in the capital basically do not manage the assignment of jobs, and I have obtained the graduation certificate of the United University.
Alas, it would be great if I really had super powers.
Unfortunately, I tried so many times yesterday, but I couldn’t succeed anymore.
Try again?
The door opened with a creak, and my mother stuck her head out from the crack of the door and said softly, “You read the book by yourself, and Mom will go to your aunt Xu’s house upstairs to sit for a while, her son heard that he is going to take the test too. This year’s civil servant, and you are the same test center, let my mother see if she can ask her son to teach you remedial homework, Xiaodong’s study is very good.”
Dong Xuebin’s chest was a little congested, and he hummed hoarsely.
“Mom will be back in a while.” Boom, the door closes.
Gritting his teeth, Dong Xuebin took his mind and made another boring attempt.
Go back! return! Back off! fall back! BACK!
Suddenly, Dong Xuebin, who was lying down, only felt his body move, but when he blinked his eyes and looked left and right, he shook his head helplessly, but he still didn’t respond.
Just when he had given up trying, with a squeak, the hut door opened without warning.
The mother stuck her head out and looked at her son and said, “You read the book by yourself. Mom will go to your Aunt Xu’s house and sit down for a while. Her son heard that he will also take the civil service exam this year, and he is a test center with you. Let’s see if she can ask her son to give you remedial homework, Xiaodong’s study is very good.”
Dong Xuebin was stunned, “Huh?”
The same words, the same tone.
This is clearly a scene that happened about five or sixty seconds ago!
Seeing her son’s reaction is so great~IndoMTL.com~ The mother blinked her eyes in a guilty conscience, and whispered, “Mom knows you love face, but her son Xiaodong got a perfect score in the national exam last year. Well, let him tell you, your chances of passing are a little higher.”
Dong Xuebin said dumbly: “I didn’t mean that.”
His mother looked at his expression, “Did that mother go?”
After his mother left, Dong Xuebin slapped his forehead hard, it worked, it worked!
He held back the surprise in his heart, quickly grabbed a small plastic orange peel alarm clock, stared at the time on it without blinking, and chanted the “spell” again silently.
Go back! return! Back off! fall back! BACK!
Dong Xuebin just recited from the afternoon to the evening, and after a period of time after eating, he recited from the evening to the night. Finally, the hard work paid off. At two minutes and twenty-eight seconds past zero at night, the time went backwards again, and it returned to one minute and twenty-eight seconds past zero, a full minute back!
Don’t mention the joy in Dong Xuebin’s heart.
He understood that the time of the alarm clock was wrong, so he quickly turned on the old-fashioned 29-inch color TV with ball screen.
In the upper right corner of an evening military program, there is a time display – 23:59:19.
It took about nineteen seconds to open the TV channel, that is to say, the moment he used “return” was exactly twelve o’clock in the night. He blinked his eyes and boldly speculated that this “return” is based on zero in the morning, can only be used once a day, and each time it is used, it will return to the time point sixty seconds ago?
God!
If that’s the case, then God is so mean to him! !