After all, he is a person with a mature mind at the age of 30. Although he can't figure out why he inexplicably returned to more than ten years ago, Liu Yufan, who came to his senses, quickly controlled his emotions.

Liu Yufan, who calmed down, first looked at himself. He was wearing a bulging pure handmade cotton suit, and no matter how he looked, it looked like a round cotton ball. Then he touched his head and a standard flat head. Liu Yufan knew that his image must be very embarrassing at this moment. He smiled bitterly in his heart and sat on the kang very simply. Although there was no air-conditioning glass window in the old house and it was only a single-layer, it was better because the kang was burning hot enough, warm and comfortable.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong?" Chu Qing asked nervously. His son's behavior just now was too abnormal.

"It's okay, mom, I'm getting cold, don't worry." Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"It's getting better so soon? I've just taken a medicine." My mother Chu Qing looked disbelief.

"You are still looking forward to how many days your son will be sick. Didn't you say that taking medicine during the Chinese New Year is unlucky?" Liu Yufan giggled. His mother was a bit of a good deal. One of them was that her family could not take medicine on the first day of the New Year. She thought that she would be in poor health in one year.

"Hmph, that's not you just being honest, you have to go to the river to catch fish? Why don't you put on your coat quickly? It's very cold, don't catch a cold again." My mother Chu Qing said in an orderly tone.

"As for the order!" Liu Yufan responded loudly, then grabbed the pants and coat that were thrown at the end of the kang and put them on.

"Who did not talk freely (dialect: poor mouth)? Who did you learn from?" Seeing that his son was fine, Chu Qing was in a good mood. He smiled and scolded Liu Yufan, turned around and went to fry the meatballs. According to the local customs of Dazhai Village, in general, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, everything he does is very particular about every day. It is fixed when slaughtering pigs, making tofu, and preparing "fried food" (meatballs, powder grids, etc.) is all fixed. Although his material life was not rich at that time, the New Year atmosphere was very strong by the end of the New Year. Unlike more than ten years later, although he had no worries about food and clothing, the New Year atmosphere became much weaker.

Liu Yufan put on the green labor cloth pants. In my impression, this pants were an old clothes brought by a cousin from Beijing when he came to visit his relatives in the countryside. At that time, everyone at home was like a treasure. Liu Yufan was very arrogant when he went out with these pants, which really made those friends envious for a long time. But now it is different. From the perspective of Liu Yufan far exceeding this era for 16 years, this pants are really rustic and despicable, and in addition to the quality, it is also good.

"Forget it, just wear it." Liu Yufan smiled self-deprecatingly and put it on quickly. He knew the current conditions at home that this was a good dress in this house.

Looking at the same military-green "military uniform" with a collar seal, Liu Yufan was even more speechless. Of course, this was not a real "military uniform", but a bargain for more than ten yuan bought at the street stall in the market. Children at that time all liked this kind of clothes, but at this moment, Liu Yufan thought that this jacket was not as good as wearing the ragged pair of pants himself.

After putting on the coat for a few seconds, Liu Yufan suddenly felt a very wonderful feeling. Looking at the pair of five-eye large cotton shoes under the edge of the kang, which was also handmade by his mother Chu Qing, put them on in a few seconds. After walking a few steps down the ground, although it felt a little heavy, it was much warmer than those that sold for hundreds of yuan at any time. It was known as calfskin crocodile leather. Wearing these big cotton shoes, Liu Yufan couldn't help but remember the song Xiaodong sang, "The shoes I love to wear are the thousand-layer soles that my mother sang", humming in his mouth, and lifting his feet. Looking at the dense stitches on the soles of the shoes, it was really a veritable "thousand-layer soles".

"The lyrics are quite reasonable, much better than the songs you hummed before." Grandpa, who hadn't stopped playing with the walnuts in his hand, suddenly nodded and said something.

When Liu Yufan heard this from his grandfather, he secretly stuck out his tongue and thought to himself that this song was a hit in the 1997 Spring Festival Gala. He accidentally hummed it now. Fortunately, his grandfather didn't understand pop songs. If someone knew pop music here, he would probably be caught as a monster.

After walking a few times off the kang, Liu Yufan felt the vitality in this young body, which was a wonderful feeling! The beer belly disappeared, and without computer radiation, his mind became unprecedentedly clear. The clear and sharp scenery seen in his eyes actually made Liu Yufan feel inexplicably moved! Realizing that his excitement and joy of being reborn were surging in Liu Yufan's body, all the discomfort caused by the cold before disappeared.

Looking at the dilapidated pendulum clock hanging on the wall, the time pointed at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Yufan sat on the edge of the kang and began to calm down and think about his situation.

Reborn!

I thought this kind of thing would only happen in novels, but I didn’t expect that I would have the chance to come here like this.

Not everyone is willing to be reborn. Those who live well want to live a better life longer. Only those who do not do well occasionally have the urge to live a new life. But in fact, even if they are reborn, those who do not do well may not be able to see the weather and turn into a dragon and call the wind and rain. After all, many factors such as vision, knowledge, innate conditions, surrounding environment, etc. have not changed anything because of rebirth. Even if most people are really reborn, at most they can become a little rich man with the advantage of foresight.

Where is Liu Yufan?

What should I do if I am reborn? This is a question that Liu Yufan kept asking himself in his mind at this moment.

Now it seems that apart from rebirth, everything about himself seems to have not changed, nor has he opened any golden fingers. Liu Yufan in his previous life lived like his name, very ordinary. Is he capable of changing his destiny this time?

Liu Yufan is really ordinary. If you insist on saying that he has more advantages than others, I am afraid that he will only love music.

Liu Yufan has a natural sensitivity to music. Melody, rhythm, strength, expression... All these abstract terms are like his innate instincts. If you were born in a wealthy family, Liu Yufan's "talents" would be enough to make his parents invest a lot in helping him develop. But unfortunately, Liu Yufan was born in the countryside and his family conditions were very average. Liu Yufan's biggest hope was that he could study well, become a teacher in the future, and find a wife who was a teacher, and be steady in his life. As for music? Is it okay to hum pop songs when I was free, and spend money to learn? What a joke, can he learn to become a singer?

Therefore, before attending the normal school, Liu Yufan's music-related activities seemed to be the few remaining days of singing on stage at the school and town's June 1st performances except listening to the dilapidated "Yanwu" card recorder at the second uncle's house.

Liu Yufan first touched the piano when he was in normal school. That year, he was nineteen years old.

In the first piano lesson, Liu Yufan saw an instrument like a piano for the first time in his life. He became obsessed with it when he heard the first cross note.

For teacher students, music classes are just an ordinary subject in many subjects. Most people just walk into the piano room to touch the keys because they have to take the piano exam. Occasionally, a few of them spend more time playing "Alice" and "Wedding in Dreams" and so on. They just want to show off in front of their classmates.

Liu Yufan is different.

During his time in normal school, he regarded this ordinary "subject" as his main business and often skipped classes to the piano room to play the piano. So when he was still in high school and had a good academic performance here, his academic performance directly slipped to the bottom of the grade, and he won the "glorious title" of "Six Fingered Piano Demon".

However, such crazy practice did not change Liu Yufan's fate. The late start and the non-professional environment made Liu Yufan's piano level stay at the top level of the school until he graduated. This level is just a joke in the professional field.

It’s not that Liu Yufan didn’t think about taking the professional path, but the poor family and parents’ incomprehension made him bury this dream in his heart. Liu Yufan is not an ignorant child. Thinking of his mother who is still farming in the fields, his father who earns a meager salary, and his younger sister who is about to go to high school, how could he be so cruel that he could buy a piano worth more than 10,000 yuan for him to spend half an hour on a piano lesson?

Later, like most classmates, Liu Yufan became a teacher. But he still did not give up his hobby. He couldn't afford a real piano. Liu Yufan saved up a few months' salary and bought an introductory electric piano with Kcom SSP170 online. Unfortunately, before he could feel the touch and tone of the famous Kcom, Liu Yufan was knocked back to 94 years by the A6 that I don't know which generation of second-generation drivers.

God seemed to have made a joke with Liu Yufan and gave him a chance to do it again, but he did not give him any means to change his destiny. His family was as poor as ever, and he did not have much superpower. Although he had more than ten years of experience, what could a person's power change?

The black and white TV gradually brightened up, and the voice of Sister Ju Ping of CCTV, brought Liu Yufan's thoughts back to reality. On the TV, Sister Ju Ping was holding a pair of scissors to teach a few children to cut paper. On the picture, she had a pure student head, a smooth and tender face, and no wrinkles at all. In 1994, this program was probably the favorite children's program for all children, no one, because there were basically not many stations. Looking at the young Ju Ping, Liu Yufan put aside his anxiety and felt sincerely: It's great to be young!

In the kitchen, my mother was still busy. A scent of fried smell was scattered in the air. Occasionally, sporadic sounds of kicking feet came from the night sky outside, reminding people that the New Year was coming soon.

Liu Yufan just looked at the calendar. Today is the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are three more days to be New Year's Eve.

"Mom, where is my dad?" Liu Yufan asked casually without seeing his dad's shadow.

"Oh, your fourth uncle bought a new TV at home, and your dad has transferred the TV for their home. You can shout it later and you will have dinner soon." My mother said without looking back.

"Oh." Liu Yufan responded, then walked to the side of the pot. Both big pots were not idle. One pot was frying Qianzi (a fried food made of tofu skin wrapped in filling) and another pot was boiling a piece of meat. Although there was no salt, the overflowing meat fragrance still aroused the greed in Liu Yufan's stomach. The pork these days are not like the meat fed with ingredients in later pig farms. They are slowly fed with food that has not been contaminated by pesticides and chemical fertilizers. A pig will have to be raised for at least a year before it is slaughtered. It is fragrant.

Liu Yufan tore a small strip of lean meat with his hand, looked at a bowl of soy sauce on the side, dipped it a little and put it in his mouth, peeled a clove of garlic and put it in his mouth, and chewed it together, and it immediately became fragrant. This pure green food has basically disappeared in later generations. Liu Yufan ate it while he was savoring it, which is absolutely different from those fed with clenbuterol.

"Well, it's delicious!" Liu Yufan praised, and then he wanted to tear it up again.

"Eat less, that's what you can do during the New Year (qie, read three times, the meaning of a guest)." Liu Yufan's mother said, but she didn't mean to stop her. Her son had a cold just in time, so it's also necessary to supplement some nutrition.

"Oh, I understand." Liu Yufan felt a little sad when he looked at the not-so-large piece of meat in the pot. His family's conditions are still too bad now!

Turning around to his mother Chu Qing, Liu Yufan picked up a thousand-sized son and threw them in his mouth. During the Chinese New Year in Dazhai Village, three types of fried dishes should be prepared: Qianzi, meatballs and powder lattice. Liu Yufan’s favorite food is Qianzi. After the tofu skin is fried, it is crispy and delicious to put it in his mouth to chew.

"There is no meat in the filling, it won't taste good." Liu Yufan said, chewing it.

"My son, how expensive the meat is. It costs more than 80 cents per pound. How much meat should be placed here? When you eat later, get a plate of bone-demolition meat for you to satisfy your cravings!" Mom Chu Qing said with a smile.

"Mom, it smells so good, what are you doing? I want to eat it!" A crisp sound rang outside the door.

"I just know that you two are more greedy than the other one!" My mother Chu Qing cursed with a smile, then tear off a piece of lean meat and dipped it in some soy sauce, and said to a little girl who had just run in: "Here, eat it, don't burn it."

The little girl who ran in was nothing but Liu Yufan's sister Liu Xiaoran. She saw that the girl was wearing a red cotton jacket with plum blossoms, with two small braids, and her face was red like an apple, but it was not very smooth, and she had a little frozen rice. The girl took the lean meat handed over by her mother, threw it into her mouth and chewed it. While eating, she said, "It's so delicious!"

"Eat slowly, don't choke! You'll know how to play crazy outside in one day!" Chu Qing muttered while bent over and frying Qianzi.

"Brother, you're getting a cold!" Xiaoran didn't respond to her mother and asked her brother with a smile.

"It's been a long time ago. Who is your brother? I'm in good health!" Liu Yufan said with a smile and touched her head. Liu Yufan loves this sister very much.

"Oh, don't touch me, your hands are all oily!" The little girl shook her head and said dissatisfiedly, then turned around and ran away.

"Son, if you are fine, please see your dad and ask him to come back quickly. I don't know how to help at home during the Chinese New Year. I'm just working for others, and the chickens at home have not been slaughtered yet!" Mom Chu Qing said dissatisfied.

"Oh, I received it, I'll call my dad back to slaughter the chicken!" A word that did not belong to this era popped out of Liu Yufan's mouth again. He quickly grabbed another Qianzi and threw it into his mouth. Liu Yufan ran out of the door like a gust of wind.

"Why is this child so weird today?" Chu Qing looked at his son's figure running out and said to himself in confusion.

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Chapter completed!