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Zhou Wei woke up from the nightmare in a sweat. He sat on the bed and kept panting. The nightmare from many years ago suddenly appeared, which didn't seem to be a good sign.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Wei was startled. A woman urged outside the door: "Xiuran, hurry up and get dressed, it's time to get up and go to school"
Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, looked up at the furnishings around the room, and suddenly realized, yes, he was no longer Zhou Wei from many years ago, but Du Xiuran!
This is not the Republic of China period, and he is not a prisoner of the Japanese. He now has legal status. He is a fifth-grade primary school student.
It has spanned an era from the past, and it has been more than five years since its rebirth.
In five years, he became familiar with a home where there was no father but only his mother and brother. He also became familiar with the high-rise buildings and bustling traffic in the city.
And he can eat the sweet rice cooked by his mother three times a day. What makes him even more grateful is that he can go to school and learn the culture and knowledge that he never dared to think about before
Are these too extravagant for him, so he would dream about the past again in peace of mind?
Zhou Wei shook his head, it was just a nightmare.
He lifted the quilt, put on his clothes slowly, and made the bed properly.
Opening the door and walking out, I followed my mother's request, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then sat at the dining table in the living room.
At the table, his brother, who was six years older than him and went to a key high school for righteousness, had already put down his bowls and chopsticks. He looked up at Zhou Wei, reached for his schoolbag on the sofa and asked him, "Brother, why did you get up so late today?" Du Xiuran got up in the past. He grew up earlier than him and would often help his mother make breakfast and help in the kitchen.
Du Xiuran didn't want to worry him about the nightmare, so he replied: "I woke up last night and it was over."
His brother Du He carried a heavy schoolbag on one shoulder and patted Du Xiuran on the head and said, "Are you feeling pressured by the final exam? Relax, your grades have always been among the best in your grade. I believe in you. Even if you don't do well in the exam, you will still take the exam." Not bad, it must be fine.¡±
Seeing Du Xiuran nodding, Du He smiled, turned to his mother who was busy in the kitchen, said goodbye and left, and hurried to school.
Du Xiuran's father passed away due to a work-related injury a few years ago, so only his mother Liu Ying was busy with all matters at home, and she also had to work in a nearby agency. Therefore, after Du Xiuran was reborn, he has been doing his best to help her with housework. .
After her father's death, there were insurance and relatives' pensions. The financial burden on the family was much lighter. Life was okay. After paying the tuition and living expenses for the two of them, there was still some leftover. Liu Ying saved it until Du He went to college. After receiving the scholarship and working part-time, he basically no longer had to ask for money from his family.
Liu Ying thinks long-term. The money she has saved cannot be touched. The money she has saved will have to be reserved for the down payment of a building when the two brothers get married.
Du Xiuran went into the kitchen and brought bright, fried yellow-orange eggs to the table. He poured warm milk for Liu Ying, and then poured it for himself.
Several pickles were brought to the table together. Liu Ying wiped her hands on her apron and patted her youngest son's head dotingly.
Since Du Xiuran had a car accident a few years ago, her health has been fine, but her personality has changed a lot. She is gentle and sensible, and he often rushes to help her with housework, which makes her feel deeply comforted when she is happy.
She put two bright yellow fried eggs on Du Xiuran's plate with chopsticks and urged: "Old son, eat quickly, don't let it get cold. Go to school after eating. Mom has to go to work, so she has to leave now. Remember to lock the door when you leave."
Seeing Liu Ying hurriedly unbuttoning her apron and reaching for her bag, Du Xiuran hurriedly said: "Mom, you should take a few bites before leaving, otherwise you will be hungry at work."
Liu Ying was stunned when she heard Du Xiuran's words. What the old son said was not like an eleven-year-old child at all, but like an adult. People say that children from poor families become sensible early, and this is true.
Du Xiuran is only eleven years old this year. She is not a little taller and is half a head smaller than other students in the same grade. However, even her eldest son cannot match her caring spirit. The eldest son is six years older than him. She has never been as sensible as her youngest son. Thinking back to the years when her husband passed away, if she hadn't had such a good son by her side, Liu Ying really didn't know what she would have done and how she could have survived those sad years.
Thousands of thoughts were running through her mind. Thinking of these, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she was afraid that Du Xiuran would see it. She hurriedly glanced away and said, "Well, Mom just ate in the kitchen. She's not hungry. There are still two cooked eggs in the pot. When you leave, Remember to put it in your school bag for when you are hungry after school, good sonbsp; Du Xiuran's whole body was shocked when he stared at him, and his legs couldn't help but take two steps back. Those dark red eyes like those of a monster infinitely amplified Du Xiuran's emotional fear and lies, and continued to defeat his reason. For a moment, the bloody scenes of his previous life flashed through his mind, and he suddenly became cowardly and timid. He made a move, like a deserter, turned around and ran away in a panic, disappearing into the monster. In the blood-red sight.
The whole morning passed, but Du Xiuran still felt like there was a needle on his back. The wild beast-like eyes in the morning successfully brought back the most terrifying memories in his heart.
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