The life of Lao Liu since 1944

This story is purely fictional, as the plot needs to be changed.

Don't take it seriously, just for fun.

This is my first time writing a book, so please give me your advice.

In 2024, at 5:30 pm in a certain square park, the weather was clear, cloudy, and the breeze was gentle. The fragrance of flowers in the garden was intoxicating. It was the rush hour after get off work, and there were cars coming and going, and people were flowing continuously. What a strong atmosphere of life was coming towards us.

Hou Jie sat on a recliner by the garden for quite a while, holding two hospital certificates of terminal cancer in his hands, sitting there blankly. His mind was in a mess, and his thoughts were in a mess.

He has been feeling a little unwell these past two days, feeling weak all over. He asked the construction site contractor for a day off and changed his clothes. After all, it is not easy to make money nowadays, so he has to ask for a day off. Health is the capital of revolution, and only with a healthy body can one work better.

I went to the hospital to do some tests, so I felt relieved. After going through a set of procedures, I waited for the first time to get the diagnosis certificate. When I saw the above content, my face changed drastically, thinking it was impossible. I heard that there are often misdiagnoses in the diagnosis certificate, maybe it was a misdiagnosis. I went to another hospital to do another test, and the results of the two tests were consistent.

He sighed and gave up. It seemed that he was really ill. Come to think of it, it made sense. Years of heavy labor and not being particular about food made it only a matter of time for something to happen.

After leaving the hospital, I walked to a garden in a daze and sat there for several hours, from when the sun was high in the sky to when it was about to set.

Looking back at the past, I have achieved nothing in my middle age. I am speechless and choked up. What a bullshit life I have lived. I always wanted to start a family, so I took out a loan and bought a house and a car. It was OK when I was young, and I lived a carefree life for a few years. As I get older, the medical expenses of the elderly at home, the mortgage and various trivial matters have gradually made me overwhelmed. I have been busy all my life, but in the end I have not started a family, and I have nothing to be proud of. It is really a pity!

I am a child of farmers, and I dropped out of school after high school. I have no background, no connections, and I have lived an ordinary life, a hard life. Maybe this disease is not a bad thing, and I can finally take a break.

Forget it, let's drink. Let's drink to our heart's content today. Let's order some side dishes and two bottles of Lao Baigan. Hou Jie drank quite a lot during this meal and got drunk in a short while.

In a daze, Hou Jie felt someone calling his name and gently patting his face.

Hou Jie slowly opened his eyes in a daze. Before he came to his senses, he heard a voice saying:

"I'm awake, I'm awake, I was so scared, I dare not climb trees again! I just woke up after falling down." Turning my head, I saw a red-faced man in his 30s shouting loudly, with an excited look and tone.

Hou Jie turned his head again and saw more than 10 people surrounding him, including a fat black man, a strong man, and an old man with gray hair, all of whom looked concerned.

Hou Jie was confused. 'Where am I? Am I sleeping? Who are these people? Why are they wearing strange clothes? Are they acting? That doesn't make sense. Am I drunk?'

"Boys are naughty, they climb walls and crawl around houses. They have no sense of timidity."

"This fall must be painful for you."

"It's a good thing that I fell down. I think I'll learn my lesson now!"

The crowd around was talking about all sorts of things.

Hou Jie turned his head and looked at the man who was holding him and telling him not to climb the tree.

Hou Jie politely replied: "I understand, uncle."

"Ha ha ha ha, oh, I'm laughing so hard, this kid must be so confused after the fall that he doesn't even recognize his own dad." Those who were around couldn't help but grin.

"Bang, I'm your father, and I'm your uncle, you're so pissed me off." The middle-aged man raised his hand angrily and slapped him on the head. He helped him up and stood up himself. He brushed off the dirt on his body and cleaned him up.

Hou Jie grimaced in pain and was about to lose his temper when a dark, fat kid interrupted him anxiously. Although his clothes were ragged, they were still clean, right? There was a little black shine on the cuffs, which must have been caused by snot. All kids of this age are like this.

"Chunsheng, you're finally awake. I was so scared." He looked so sad, as if he had survived a disaster.

Hou Jie was stunned. Was he being called? His name was Chunsheng? He didn't have time to be stunned. He had already opened his mouth to agree.

His expression relaxed. You can't get angry at a child, especially one who looks concerned. He had no choice but to deal with it stupidly and get through the present moment.

He quickly replied, "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry," and jumped twice to reassure him.

The child was relieved when he saw it and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the middle-aged man stood up and bowed to the people around him to express his gratitude, and then they exchanged greetings for a while.

Turning around to leave, he shouted at him, "What are you standing there for? Come home with me."

Hou Jie came to his senses and realized something was wrong, "Hey, these little arms and legs are mine?" His voice was very childish, and his height was wrong. His line of sight was the same as the fat boy's, so his height should be about the same. He had to look up to meet the middle-aged man's eyes.

This is the body of a child, probably about 11 or 12 years old. I searched my memory, but my mind was empty, nothing.

Could it be that I have traveled through time, and I have not received any of my original body's memories?

I touched the back of my head and it hurt. I touched my arms and legs and they still hurt after twisting them. It didn't seem like a dream.

Wait a little longer. If you are undecided, play dumb first and find out the bottom line.

This is the voice of a middle-aged man, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and catch up."

Hou Jie responded, "Good father"

Only then did I have time to observe carefully. I saw that the middle-aged man was wearing a big jacket from the Republic of China period. He was a little thin. Fortunately, his face was ruddy. He had a handsome figure, a handsome face, and was well-mannered. He had a scholarly air, like a teacher. Judging from his clothes and complexion, his family should be quite good.

The alleys on the road are crisscrossed, with varying widths. Some are wide enough for horse carriages, while others are narrow enough for pedestrians. From time to time, craftsmen and small vendors hawk their wares along the street, and scholars, children, and rickshaws come and go in a constant stream. Tailor shops, blacksmith shops, and teahouses are scattered in the alleys.

Turning left and right, we came to a slightly wider alley. The courtyards on both sides of the alley were large and small, but they were quite neat. The blue bricks and gray tiles were simple and elegant. From time to time, jujube trees, pear trees, locust trees, etc. stretched out from the courtyards, with fragrant flowers and green trees. It was very beautiful and quiet, making people yearn to live here and miss it.

Walking to the gate of a courtyard and stopping, Hou Jie focused his attention on what was in front of him. There were two stone reliefs on both sides of the gate, with auspicious patterns carved on the door and a bronze ring on each side. The courtyard was not small, with two entrances, a standard Beijing courtyard.

My father pushed open the door. The first thing he saw when he entered the yard was a screen wall. Turning left and out of the small door, he saw a back house with a small cross-courtyard. The second entrance was connected to the veranda. There were three east and west wing rooms on the left and right. Opposite were three main rooms with an annex on each side. There was a pavilion in the yard, and the sweet-scented osmanthus tree next to it just blocked the light. The flowers and plants in front of the house were neatly arranged, showing that the hostess was quite diligent. This yard was really beautiful.

If this yard is all theirs, then they will be rich. The yard is estimated to be 40 to 50 meters long and 30 to 40 meters wide. This family is not ordinary, at least they are not short of money.

At this time, a gentle and beautiful young woman walked out of the house. She looked to be in her early 30s, which was the best age. She had a smile on her face and looked very kind. She was wearing simple clean clothes, an apron tied around her waist, and was picking vegetables. This should be the mother of this body of his, an ordinary housewife. Seeing them come back, she quickly greeted them, clapped her hands, wiped them on her apron, and walked towards them. "You two are back, I'm not saying anything bad about you. The world is so chaotic, don't walk around." Hou Jie followed the man who claimed to be his father, curious and confused, but didn't say anything.

"Don't say that. It's all because of this little bastard. I finally had Sunday off from school, so I took him out for a walk. I didn't expect that while I was talking to the neighbors, your son climbed a tree and fell down. He almost scared me to death. Fortunately, you were at home, otherwise I wouldn't know how worried I would be." The middle-aged man looked angry.

"What? Really? Come here, son, let your mother see. Is everything ok?"

She pulled Hou Jie over anxiously, touching him left and right, and checking him over and over again. "Where did you fall? Tell me."

"It's okay, there's just a big bump on the back of my head, it hurts a bit, and I can't remember some things." He felt guilty, afraid of being exposed, so he answered casually with a confused look on his face. He felt bitter in his heart.

I'll have to think about it carefully later and see what's going on.

"Really?" Mother Hou frowned and looked up at him for a long time.

Worried, he turned to Hou Jie's frowning father and said, "Take him to see a doctor tomorrow. A fall on the head is no small matter." His father said "OK" and said nothing more.

Seeing that Hou Jie was fine, the mother quietly discussed tomorrow's affairs with the father.

"What should we do?" "There's no other way but to teach him again," the mother sighed and muttered softly.

"Head of the family, since Chunsheng said he can't remember some things, let's talk to the child more and see if he still remembers anything. Also, introduce him to the surrounding neighbors."

"I'm awake, don't worry."

Hou Jie, who was standing nearby, was watching quietly. The couple in front of him were his parents.

They all look pretty good, right? The men are calm and handsome, and the women are beautiful and gentle, giving people a good impression. I am their son, so I should not look bad either. I will look in the mirror later.

In my case, it is certain that I have traveled through time. It is really unpredictable. I am also lucky.

I touched the big bump on the back of my head and it still hurts a little, but it feels very real, not like a dream.

Hou's father and mother talked for a while, and then his mother took him to change his clothes and got up to cook. Soon the food was on the table, a few steamed buns with 200g of flour, a plate of pickles, and some green vegetables. There was no smell of oil at all, just a normal family meal.

How should I put it? It’s a bit bland. Considering the chaotic situation in the Republic of China, such food is already very good.