I, a third-year student of Chinese language and literature, died gloriously to save a child who fell into the water.
When I opened my eyes, I became a 10-year-old left-behind child from an ancient peasant family - oh no, an enhanced version of a left-behind child: my parents are honest, my grandma is a top performer, my uncle is a vampire, and the whole family treats me like a leek.
The original owner was mutilated to death, now it's me.
Good news: I have awakened to photographic memory.
Bad news: Goldfinger can only enjoy himself secretly.
So my daily life became——
During the day: My grandma called me a "broom star", and my uncle laughed at me for "I want to study even though I have muddy legs."
Night: I hide under the covers and memorize the Four Books and Five Classics silently, while calculating whether this family's weirdness can be ranked in the Guinness Book of World Records.
When the family was separated, they were only given two shabby houses at the entrance of the village. The whole village watched: This family was finished.
I looked at the leaky roof: It's pretty good, it's ventilated.
Later, when I went to town to buy pen and ink, I bumped into my uncle, who "studied the books of saints and sages", holding a girl and drinking in a restaurant.
He threatened me not to tell anyone.
I said: Uncle, please continue, I will just watch and say nothing.
Later——
The county has tried it, the government has tried it, the hospital has tried it...
"Congratulations, Mr. Lin, for passing the exam in high school!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Lin, for being awarded the honorary title!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Lin, who has been appointed by the Golden Palace as the number one scholar!"
Grandma led the whole family to block the door, crying that blood is thicker than water.
I smiled and asked: That's not what you said when we separated.
