People born in the 80s became relocated households

A burst of noise woke up the person lying in bed. He raised his eyelids dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell.

The remaining head is supporting it.

With one eye perked up, I saw a wedding photo of two people hanging above the bed. I looked up suddenly and remembered that I had burned this photo. How did it appear here?

I sat up slowly with a splitting headache and looked around. In a small room, there was a large wooden wardrobe against the left wall, and on the right was a slightly larger white aluminum window with purple curtains on both sides.

Outside the window there is a lush date tree, with leaves rustling in the wind. In front of the stage is a rectangular TV cabinet, with a 25-inch color TV hanging above it.

On both sides of the wall, which is painted particularly white, are several graduation group photos with a sense of age.

Jiang Shuya came back to her senses and looked at the wedding photo on the wall again.

That was her own face with a bright smile, a fair oval face and a pair of peach blossom eyes. Her eyes were rosy and full of spring, revealing a full sense of happiness. The man next to her... looked at the man next to her.

Jiang Shuya's eyes seemed to be stung. This was her husband Huang Minghao. He was tall, with an angular face, inky eyebrows, bright eyes, a gentle smile on his face, and a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

The large group photo on the wall in front was her husband’s graduation photo. Among the crowd in the photo, Jiang Shuya could see Huang Minghao’s conspicuous face at a glance.

He stands out from the crowd and has been handsome since he was a child. This is probably why Jiang Shuya fell in love with him at first sight!

I came to my senses and was suddenly awakened. Where was this? It seemed like this was the home I had been at 13 years ago... Before I could recover, I realized that my chest was wet, and the swelling from the milk had soaked my coat.

At this time, there was a baby crying...dong dong dong...and the sound of heavy breathing coming up the stairs.

"Hey! ... I said you sleep so soundly. The child came for milk this morning and you were still sleeping. The child beside you had swollen eyes from crying and didn't respond when I called you. I just made her milk powder but she refused to drink it."

A woman in her 50s came over and put the child in Jiang Shuya's arms, speaking indignantly.

At first glance, isn't this my mother-in-law from 14 years ago?

He was short and fat, wearing a floral milk cotton top that didn't reveal any waistline, black cropped shorts, and a pair of ill-fitting sandals. He had a dark complexion, a round face, and slightly curly hair tied up at the back of his head. He looked into his arms with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells.

Jiang Shuya woke up in shock, "I'm reborn!!!"

The baby stopped crying, and arched its back in Shuya's arms, lifting up her swollen underwear. The next moment, she reached for the milk in her top, sucking it with a hum. Her tearful eyes on her rosy little face declared the grievances she had suffered.

The little hand tightly grasped Shuya's collar, as if returning to the long-lost safe area.

The doubts in Jiang Shuya's mind did not dissipate.

At this time, the mother-in-law stood up and walked out the door, then stopped and said:

"There is still a lot of work to do in the fields. The grapes need to be sprayed with pesticides again. The grapes haven't been sprayed with fertilizers for a few days. When your dad comes home from get off work, ask him to spray the grape fields with manure again. I'll be back to cook dinner in the evening!"

As they were talking, they had already arrived downstairs.

What followed was the sound of a door closing with a bang.

Jiang Shuya was hesitant and found out that she was from 2024.

Calculating the time, she and Huang Minghao have divorced in 2020.

During this period, she had a very bad life. She was unemployed, suffered from insomnia and anxiety. She had medical records of certain physical examinations in all the famous Grade A hospitals in Jinling City. She gained nothing from her ten-year marriage. Looking back, the scary thing about marriage was not poverty, but the fact that her lifelong partner could not live a happy life.

This is far more terrible, sadder, more miserable and more tiring than poverty.

Although the divorce was initiated by myself, a marriage without love is destined to be unhappy.

Think about how I have endured nearly ten years of cold violence, no one to discuss things with, no one to consult, no one to feel a bit of tenderness, and all I saw was that face that looked indifferent.

I always get rejected for my efforts. Sometimes the seeds of doubt linger in my mind, wondering if I did something wrong and why I suddenly don't care about it.

Why does everyone envy me for finding a handsome husband?

But wasn't I also a beauty who had been praised since childhood?

I remember when I was shooting wedding photos outdoors, everyone I met looked at me with envy.

"What a match made in heaven"

Thinking about being forced to leave the house by Huang Minghao, with no emotional bond between them and no affection at all, there is no such thing as a husband and wife being bound by love for a hundred days. That is just a comfort to those who have not experienced the worldly world!

Later, all the meager income I had saved was used for medical treatment. I didn’t know what disease I had. I remember that the last time I went to the brain hospital, the doctor diagnosed me with "severe depression" and required treatment.

After she came back, she took a lot of medicine, but still couldn't sleep at night. Her hair fell out in clumps. She was in a trance and a daze all day. Finally, she couldn't bear the pressure and burned all her memories with Huang Minghao, including the wedding photo.

Thoughts of committing suicide appeared in my mind. Life had no meaning anymore. I had lost all hope and felt hopeless. From then on, I no longer cared about the past. I came to the bank of the Yangtze River and slowly walked along with the rolling water into the whirlpools in the river.

When he woke up again, he was here, the "home" from thirteen years ago.

Recalling the moment, the baby in her arms was sleeping soundly with milk on the corners of her mouth, and her mouth was showing signs of sucking milk. Shuya laid the baby flat on her side, put a thin blanket on her, and patted the baby's back, afraid that the noise would wake her up.

He dragged his shaky body out of bed.

I walked downstairs and it looked familiar. The calendar on the wall was dated June 2010.6.18, .

That’s right. 13 years ago today, Baoer was more than 6 months old. Shuya was staring at the wooden square table only three steps away from her, and suddenly woke up.

Since I have a chance to start over, I will make the most of this life, a thought flashed through my mind.

This place will be demolished in October 2011, which is more than a year away, but the memories of my past life are still vivid in my mind.

The demolition policy thirteen years ago made me miss a good opportunity, and I still feel extremely regretful for those missed benefits.

Even though there are rumors all over the island that this place will be demolished in the future, rumors are just rumors. No one knows when the actual relocation will take place, and ordinary people cannot predict it at all.

The top priority now is to divide the households. In August 2010, the government explicitly stipulated that farmers would no longer need to apply for homestead certificates or household registration separation procedures, and all households would be divided naturally.

Shu Ya knows this very well. The compensation for natural separation of households and holding separate household registration and real estate certificates are different.

At present, my mother-in-law's family has a piece of residential land, which is between my uncle's house and my grandfather's house, above the big stalk. I heard from my mother-in-law that it was the old house left by my grandfather before the family was divided.

It is less than two kilometers away from where we live now. As to why we moved down there, the situation is unknown. We can only wait for the old man to come back at night to ask him the reason.