Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Even now, when the two mothers have finished their confinement, Dabao is still locked up in the woodshed in the backyard by Lin Dahua. She only gives him two bowls of thin porridge every day and nothing else, just to make him reflect on himself.

Dabao suffered for more than a month. From the beginning, he was arrogant and domineering, and he insulted people without restraint.

Later, after being hung on the tree for a long time, I felt dizzy and my head was swollen. Every night when I was let down, my legs were trembling and my whole body was weak. I couldn't stand at all. I could only hold on to the corner of the wall and barely slump under it. I couldn't curse any more.

At most, he would glare at every person who passed by with eyes full of resentment and viciousness, as if everyone had done unforgivable harm to him.

For more than ten days, the days hanging under the tree haunted him like a nightmare.

Although his mother prepared two bowls of thin porridge for him every morning and evening, he vomited out the porridge he ate in the morning soon after being hung on the tree. And in the evening, he lost his appetite for anything because he had been hanging for too long. Therefore, even if it was just white porridge that was barely visible to the naked eye, he could not drink it no matter how hungry he was.

After more than ten days, Dabao lost weight rapidly. His slightly round face, which he had kept at the Chen family, became sunken, and his spirit was weakened by the day-to-day torture.

He never thought that his mother could be so cruel to him. Even when he was as thin as a bag of bones, his mother still refused to let him go.

They also locked him up in the woodshed in the backyard, leaving him unattended and uncared for, as if he were a stranger.

What kind of environment is in the firewood room in the backyard? Can't his mother see it? There is no bed or quilt. Although the room is not small, it is full of firewood. He can only sleep on the hard floor every night.

It was November, and his mother only gave him a thin blanket to wrap himself in, which was not enough to keep him warm.

Apart from the two bowls of thin porridge his mother brought him in the morning and evening, she never spoke another word to him.

However, after going through this long period of hardship, Dabao was able to struggle except at the beginning. Later, even if he wanted to struggle, he became skinny due to the poor food and accommodation, and no longer had the arrogance and domineering attitude he had before.

It's not that he hasn't scolded his mother, nor has he never complained about her. However, no matter how he yelled and raged, his mother turned a deaf ear to him, as if she was deaf. Apart from hanging him up every day and giving him two meals, there was no communication between mother and son.

All of Dabao's strength was like a fist hitting cotton, and was completely dissipated.

He was at his wit's end and could no longer endure the pain, so he finally learned to give in.

He thought that as long as he gave in temporarily, his mother would forgive him and everything would be over.

What's more, he clearly heard those people in the yard happily talking about how cute, well-behaved and smart the two newborn babies were.

Obviously he was fine, so why were they blaming him?

Make a fuss.

Just like his grandmother said, these are bumpkins who have never seen the world and get scared over trivial matters.

He was so noisy before, but they tolerated and forgave him. What's more, it was just an accident. It was his mother who pushed it, not him.

Dabao always remembered what his grandma and daddy said to him when they left him at the gate of the farm: as long as he could gain a foothold here and make everyone listen to him, then everything in the farm would belong to him in the future.

He once asked his grandmother in a daze why they should listen to him.

His grandmother told him that he was the only precious grandson of Lin Laosan's family.

Lin Laosan's family has only given birth to girls, so won't all the property be left to him in the future? Since they can live in this manor, it means that Lin Laosan's family must have a share of the manor. In other words, doesn't it mean that he also has a share?

Therefore, from the moment he stepped into the manor, he never considered himself an outsider, but acted like the master and ran rampant in the yard, ordering people around. He wanted everyone to listen to him, just as his grandmother said...

But in the end, after just over a month of good life, everything changed when his third aunt came back from away. No one gave in to him anymore, and his mother even tied him up and hung him on a tree as punishment.

No matter how he cursed and begged, his mother remained indifferent. This had never happened before.

So he hated his third aunt very much.

But no matter how much he hated her, what could he do? In this village, it seemed that everyone listened to what his third aunt said. Didn't he just want to be like her?

He didn't understand, he really didn't understand how to become like Third Aunt, where people would listen to whatever he said.

No matter how smart he is, he is still a child under 4 years old. He can't figure out anything in his little head. Without his grandma and dad to guide him, he can only lie on the cold ground and endure everything he doesn't want to face.

Lin Dahua wanted to change Dabao's temper, but she was just an ordinary country woman. In her past life, she only knew how to teach someone a lesson, either by beating him or starving him. Therefore, with her limited knowledge, she could only punish Dabao in these two ways, hoping to change his crooked temper.

But they don't know the truth that overcorrection is as bad as too little.

In November, he locked Dabao, a child less than 4 years old, in the woodshed, giving him only a thin blanket and two meals of porridge a day. She never thought that the son she had longed for would close his eyes and leave her in the cold night with no one paying attention to him.

When he opened his eyes again, they were replaced by a deep, hostile, and weathered look.

……

When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was dark and even a little blurry, and I felt a bit cold all over.

He clearly remembered that his hands had been chopped off as a warning to others just a moment ago, and the severe pain in his neck had not yet subsided, but when he opened his eyes again, he was actually in a dilapidated woodshed...

The next second, he held his head, groaning and rolling on the ground in pain. Two completely different memories intertwined in his mind, and every nerve in his body seemed to reject and resist, giving him a splitting headache.

Half a minute later, Dabao looked like he had been fished out of the water. He was sweating all over and leaning against a haystack, gasping for breath.

After gradually digesting the new memories, the man's pupils trembled and his eyes were filled with shock beyond words.

Unexpectedly, God gave him another chance, allowing him to return to his childhood, to the age when he had not yet made any big mistakes.

Most importantly, digesting the memories after rebirth is completely different from the previous life.

In his previous life, his mother had clearly died early in the earthquake, but in this life, his mother, who had a miserable fate and died early, was actually still... alive...