MTL - Comeback 1992-Chapter 1238 Fanwai (the new book "Rebirth Begins in 2004" has been published

  Chapter 1238 Fanwai (The new book "Rebirth Begins in 2004" has been released, please support!)

  Endless darkness swallowed him up, seeing a faint light in the darkness, and strenuously moving towards the light. I don't know how much time has passed, there is no time and no space.

  In a room that looked a bit dim, only glass and tiles let the light through, the person lying on the bed suddenly got up.

   Panting heavily, sweat was all over his forehead, as if he had a terrible nightmare.

  The man turned his head gently, looking at everything around him.

  Here is that?

  Going barefoot to the ground, there was a sense of coolness from the soles of the feet.

  The man bowed his head, and there was a row of shoes neatly placed under the bed, including sandals and leather shoes.

   There are adults, children, and women.

  A pair of cloth shoes is on the side, obviously worn by the man himself.

  Sitting on the edge of the wooden bed, the man didn't get up immediately, but was thinking about something.

  I encountered a landslide on the way back to the city after the inspection, and it came in such a hurry that there was no time for anyone to react.

   was hit directly by a stone that smashed glass...

  Han Ze slowly raised his hands, which were a pair of thick and slender hands: "I'm already dead. But now, what's going on?"

   Resurrected from the dead?

   Or really dead, at this time in the underworld.

  Han Ze looked at the open door of the bedroom, and there was a calendar poster on the door.

   Standing up slowly, Han Ze stopped again when he passed the dresser beside the bed.

  Slowly turn your head to face the mirror.

how is this possible!

  Han Ze touched his face with his hands, looked left and right, it was clearly Uncle Songlin's!

what happened.

  I thought of a possibility in my heart, but I couldn't believe it.

   Hurriedly out of the door, into the main room, the door of the main room is open.

   Outside, the sun is just right.

  Han Ze walked out of the house, stood on the dirt road outside the house, and looked at everything in front of him.

  Everything seems so familiar.

   This is my hometown in the countryside.

  Although I didn’t come back many times after I moved to the city, I would still visit the grave with my parents every year, chat with people in my hometown and so on.

  The room in front of me is Uncle Songlin's old house.

  Sitting under the eaves, Han Ze supported his head, feeling that his mind was a little messed up.

  How did I become Uncle Songlin who has not yet made a fortune?

   To Uncle Songlin, Han Ze undoubtedly respects and loves him, and treats him extremely well, as if he were his own son.

  There are quite a few boys in the Han family, but Uncle Songlin treats him unusually.

and many more!

   It seems that there is something wrong there.

  Han Songlin has traces to follow every step of his fortune.

  There is nothing to say about this, as long as you make money normally, there must be traces to follow.

  People are amazed at Han Songlin's choice of industry.

  The industry I entered is not completely profitable, but every time I enter an industry, I can be at the forefront, which is terrifying.

   Gently rubbing his head, this is a thinking habit of Han Ze.

   "If this rebirth is not the first time, and Uncle Songlin also traveled through rebirth by himself, then it seems that many things make sense."

   "I know the development trend of the future society and develop accordingly."

   "Yes, is this true?"

   "Uncle Songlin is actually himself."

   "A parallel universe?"

  Suddenly, Han Ze, no, calling Han Songlin is better now.

  Han Songlin didn't know what to do.

   While he was still thinking, a woman came back with a little girl.

  Han Songlin raised his head and blurted out that he wanted to call someone, but he held back all of a sudden.

  Liu Yuyan put down the basket and looked at Han Songlin strangely: "What's the matter with you?"

  Han Songlin coughed lightly: "It's nothing."

  Liu Yuyan was a little suspicious, always thinking that Han Songlin was a little weird.

  As the person next to her, any change is obvious to Liu Yuyan.

   Entering the kitchen, Liu Yuyan glanced at the water in the water tank: "Songlin, go get some water and come back."

"okay!"

  Han Songlin was staring at the little girl Han Ting.

  Thinking that in the future, this little girl with muddy hands will actually become the hottest female star in Huaguo, and even make a movie by herself, and she has achieved quite good results. She is called a new talented director.

   It always feels weird.

  Han Ting looked at Han Songlin timidly with her hands behind her back, looking extremely cute.

  Han Songlin smiled at her, stroked her little head, and then went into the kitchen.

  Take out the pole and go to fetch water.

  I picked a few buckets and came back, and after filling the water tank, I picked two more buckets and put them back.

  After lunch, Han Songlin sat on the bed, the black and white TV set on the cabinet was on, but his mind was not on it.

  Listening to the sound of water coming from outside the house, Liu Yuyan was leading Han Ting to wipe off her sweat.

  Liu Yuyan entered the room, saw Han Songlin in a trance, and pushed him: "What's wrong with you, you seem to be out of your mind, what happened?"

  Han Songlin looked at Liu Yuyan's open clothes, half-covered, full of infinite style.

  When Han Songlin was young, it’s not that Han Songlin didn’t have fantasies, but for some things, he just stayed on fantasies.

  Every time I fantasize, I feel a deep sense of guilt.

  After all, Liu Yuyan is Uncle Songlin's wife, and Uncle Songlin treats her so well.

  Han Songlin seemed to have figured out something, and grabbed Liu Yuyan: "It's nothing, I just thought of something."

  Liu Yuyan didn't ask carefully, seeing Han Ting stepping on the stool and climbing into bed, she was about to turn off the TV.

  Han Ting naturally disagrees, she still wants to watch the villain on TV.

  Han Songlin also said not to turn off the TV.

   There was a bit of noise in the room, which seemed less embarrassing.

   What I am most afraid of is the sudden silence of the air.

  Lying on the bed, Han Songlin closed his eyes. He was not asleep, but kept thinking about things in his mind.

  He was thinking about what to do in the future.

  Continue to follow the previous Han Songlin, maybe see what it would be like in a world without Han Songlin's influence.

  Han Songlin's family moved to the city after a while, and opened a stewed meat shop at the gate of Dongmen Market in the city.

  Business is pretty good.

   But it didn't take long before they transferred the stewed meat shop.

  People in the village didn't know where they went.

  I heard that I went to work in Jiangnan.

   I rarely come back in normal times.

  There are also many people who go out to work in the team. Only a few dollars can be earned from farming in rural areas throughout the year. The money earned from working outside for a month is the net income of the rural areas for a year.

  So going out to work or something is not a strange thing in rural areas.

  Two years later, Han Songlin came back to register a newborn girl named Han Yufei, whose nickname was Qiuqiu.

  One year during the Spring Festival, Han Songlin came back with his wife and children, and asked Han Songqing to help replace the roof of the house in the house.

   He also gave Han Ze 500 yuan in New Year's money.

   This is the largest New Year's money that Han Ze has received. In Han Ze's heart, he looks forward to Han Songlin's return every year during the Chinese New Year.

  In a community in Shencheng, this community has an elegant environment and a huge green area.

  The housing prices in the community are much higher than those in the surrounding areas.

   Most of the people who buy houses here are those who pursue the quality of life.

  Han Songlin is living here right now.

  (end of this chapter)