Ding Yu was reborn. At the happiest time in his life, he closed his eyes and opened his eyes and returned to January 1998.

He tried every means to prove that he was dreaming, but he didn't.

Ding Yu had 10,000 reasons to hate this year. Three days ago, his parents died in an accident in a car accident. The parents of educated youth who were originally from the countryside had no relatives in Baijiang Province. They finally got into the city. The son was eighteen years old, but they left first.

No one is concerned about the poor in the downtown area, and no one is concerned about the wealthy in the deep mountains. It is just that the parents of ordinary workers in state-owned factories have nothing but the first floor room in this old Baroque building.

The relatives of both parents were far away in Dongliao Province, but only one person came from each side, Ding Yu's second uncle and third uncle.

Ding Yu was still young at that time, and his second uncle and third uncle helped Ding Yu sell the house. Afterwards, he gave him 30,000 yuan and left. In order to survive, Ding Yu didn't even buy the cemetery of the two elders. He paid the rent in the funeral home and stored the urn. Later, when he got rich, he buried his parents in the cemetery.

Later, Ding Yu heard from his neighbor Wu, who was on the upper floor, that his 40 square meter house could be sold at least 60,000 yuan at that time. Although the house was broken, the location was good. After the millennium, it was planned to be within the first link, and the housing prices soared to 350 square meters.

This time, Ding Yu gritted his teeth and stared at the four eyes full of greed, said a few words politely, and rejected their proposal to sell the house.

Unwilling to give up, the third uncle smiled and said threateningly, "You have to go to school in the future, so you should sell the house! Your grandpa, grandma, grandma, and grandma are gone. Your uncles and uncles are in trouble at home! We also..."

"Yes, your aunt and I are powerless at home!" said the second uncle hurriedly.

Ding Yu was already in a heavy mood, and his parents' death broke away from his dusty scars. He stood up silently and pointed to the door, "I can deal with it myself, you two can go back first."

The two elders said a few harsh words, "The child is not sure! Let other relatives come again in a few days!"

Ding Yu was angry! He smashed the glass coffee table with one punch, pointed at the door with his bloody finger, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word: "Get out!"

The two looked at Ding Yu's bandaged head, then looked at the ticking blood, and their hearts trembled: This child may be a cruel character!

His third uncle stomped his feet and left. His second uncle looked around and carried his hands behind his back and went out.

Little did he know that Ding Yu's head injury hit the wall on the day of his rebirth. When he was sure that he was not dreaming, it seemed as if the last bright color in the darkness had been swallowed up, and he was desperate: Who wants to go back to this time, damn!

At this moment, he became a real lonely man and had no relatives!

In Ding Yu's heart, his parents have actually passed away for twenty years. They have been sad and regretful, but after all, time has passed, and more remembrance is than sad.

What really hurts Ding Yu now is: the family he has nostalgic for, his beautiful wife and his son who has just entered elementary school, and by the way, he also has a small achievement job.

?Now, the calendar re-sampling is in 1998, and the college entrance examination is about to be held in 5 months, and Ding Yu has to do it again!

Ding Yu cleaned up the house and put the untreated relics left as memorials. He only had 10 yuan left in his pocket, blue ones. He decided to find out his wife's whereabouts as soon as possible!

So, Ding Yu settled down his parents' funeral and rushed to the eastern suburbs of Huahe City.

Ding Yu searched for the place he said in his memory. No. 8, Minzhong Street, Dongjiao District, this area is a bungalow that is about to be demolished. Ding Yu asked about the family surnamed Liu, but it was strange. There were two families with the surname Liu, and the family was full of three or four-year-old children.

You know, Ding Yu and his wife Liu Si are college classmates and were born in the same year!

Ding Yu went to Huahe No. 2 Middle School where Liu Si was studying in that year to inquire. There was no girl named Liu Si in the entire third grade!

After leaving No. 2 Middle School, a group of students wearing blue school uniforms just came out during the winter vacation. A crowd rushed from behind Ding Yu. Ding Yu let people squeeze him from east to west, and from west to east, like a small boat in the blue ocean, swaying.

Ding Yu didn't know how to explain this situation, so he said it was time travel. He was familiar with the people and things around him, including the neighbors upstairs, and his second uncle and third uncle who looked greedy and indifferent.

It’s said that it’s rebirth, some memories have deviated, and the most important person in life has disappeared. How to explain this? It’s unscientific!

Bang~, the blue flames in the gas stove rushed out, and Ding Yu sat on the fire, boiled water and boiled noodles, cut green onions, fryed sauce, and still had to eat rice. He was alone back then, and had not lost his ability to cook.

Ding Yu was a little uncomfortable with the narrow kitchen at home. He turned around and opened the cabinet above. The cabinet was made unscientific. In order to store more things, it was a bit high. He searched for garlic inside. At this time, two rounds of things fell from it and were smashing into the noodle spoon.

Ding Yu cursed inwardly and hurriedly took out the things. When he saw that they were two walnuts, with round appearance, dark white color, and small pits in the patterns. This was brought back by Ding Yu's father from northern Hebei and given by a farmer.

Ding Yu still remembers: At that time, my father said that this thing is not valuable. Others said it was a cultural play, so I should keep it at home.

When he was selling a house in his previous life, Ding Yu took almost nothing, and moved into the high school dormitory with his luggage and books. He never thought that the pair of walnuts he almost smashed into ate.

But now Ding Yu's eyes lit up when he looked at the pair of walnuts. Before he was reborn, he collected a lot of cultural relics, walnuts, bracelets, and jade seed materials in the company's office.

The widest place of this pair of walnuts must be 4.5 cm, and even Ding Yu's big hand can barely hold them in his hand. The walnuts look like a small heart, with a slight tip, and they can hardly prick their hands when they press the belly of their thumb. The low stake is only 3.5 cm in height.

The most important thing is that the textures of the two walnuts look almost the same, and there are some differences in the gaps between the textures. The appearance should be like nine-point nine, leaving only a little bit to distinguish between male and female.

Millets lion head! Still the best!

In the previous life, a pair of wild top millstone lion heads were worth at least 10,000 yuan. If they were shrunk and played with the finished product, the value would be immeasurable. If you meet a buyer you really like, it would be no problem to have millions or tens of millions.

Ding Yu rinsed the walnuts with clean water, and found a toothbrush to brush the dust in the texture. Then he used toilet paper to wrap the walnuts separately and dry them in the shade.

After packing up, Ding Yu picked up the water soaked in cold water. The soaked soaked heavily. Ding Yu ate two bowls of fried noodles. After dinner, he was excited and the hope that ignited in his heart was wiped out again.

Damn it, I forgot again. It is now 1998. This thing is now for free. People don’t want to eat it. The walnuts are not delicious. Who wants it? Unless you meet someone who recognizes the goods, most of the people who recognize the goods are in the city. This thing is not as popular as Baijiang these days.

Ding Yu took out a hundred yuan in his pocket and made up his mind. He bought a train ticket to Chunyuan Province tomorrow morning and then went to Liu Si's grandma's house to look for it. Liu Si's grandma lived in Chunyuan City, the capital of Chunyuan Province all her life. Her family moved to the community next to Donghu Park in 1997. Ding Yu had been there three days before his rebirth, so he must have not been away this time.

The next morning, it was late in winter. As soon as the sky was dawn, Ding Yu left the door and met Uncle Wu, a neighbor upstairs at the entrance of the building.

"Go out, Ding Yu!" Uncle Wu was obviously much more comfortable as he watched Ding Yu take off the gauze on his head.

"Yeah, go out. Are you?" Ding Yu pointed to a glass ribbon in Wu's hand.

"move place!"

"What's wrong?" Ding Yu was about to lose money, and he had to pay attention to his three-story old Russian building.

"No, that Ding Yu..." Uncle Wu stopped talking,

"Detectively demolish?" Ding Yu knew that it could not be demolished here. Seeing that Uncle Wu was not bad, he usually took good care of his family, so he wanted to remind him.

"No, no, there is a relative in my family who knows the letter. A few days ago, your second uncle asked me about selling the house. You can sell it, don't sell it cheaply."

"Okay, listen to you

.You want to sell a house, too?" Ding Yu asked

"No, I'm going to rent it out. The news has disbanded in a few months. I'll keep it. Don't think that it's going to be demolished, but our location is good and it's not suitable to sell it now."

Ding Yu secretly praised Uncle Wu's vision, and after the nearby plan was set, the housing prices in this area began to grow rapidly for the first time.

When I walked out of the entrance of the building, there was a courtyard wall ten meters away. This wall was fenced by the machinery factory. The house could not be demolished, but the courtyard wall was to be demolished. Ding Yu suddenly thought of a good idea. After a while, the small first floor of his house would be useful to him, the reborn person.

But then again, what can Ding Yu do if he doesn’t sell his house?
Chapter completed!