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Chiyang, who was living in poverty on the earth, suddenly "burned" for some reason. After waking up, he had come to a strange world. Everything in this world is so realistic and cruel, beautiful and dangerous. Let's see how Chiyang seizes the opportunity, how he overcomes difficulties and obstacles in this world full of desires, and finally reaches the top in this world!

This time, Uncle Pan is really dead. When Uncle Pan was about to die for the first time, I was not yet alive. Many times, either after drinking or not drinking, my father said sincerely: "In the light of the Great Leap Forward, four or two meters a day, two taels of oil a month, where is enough to eat? Your little uncle Pan and I were together in the most difficult times. In the paper mill, we are no longer together. We have to work night shifts. Night shifts are hard. We have to do incredible things. If we don't eat, we can't bear it. Hungry. I made an appointment with your little uncle Pan, and he would give me 20 meters as a midnight snack. If he worked the night shift, I would give him 20 meters as a midnight snack. When someone saw us kissing, they said, "One's surname is Yu, and the other's surname is Pan. We don't believe in it."

Jun Xiao opened his eyes and saw a few colorful clouds floating in the sky through the clear tiles on the roof. Recalling the dream just now, I swallowed six meat buns raw in one breath, and the pillow when I woke up was soaked with saliva. He got up and went to the kitchen. There were four solid dumplings left in the big iron pot. He picked up the chopsticks, poked the dumplings directly, stuffed them into his mouth one after another, threw away the chopsticks and walked out the door. Feeling that my eyes were sticky, I turned around and went to the washbasin, squirted water with my hands, rolled out a handful of noodles, chewed the dumplings, and went out wet, and went straight to Jin Mei's house, thinking to myself: It must be too late. The sky was truly blue and the sun was shining brightly. The path was crisp and fluffy, and the trees along the road were sparse and tall. I became familiar with the soldiers who lined up to welcome me, and I could call them by their names. In front of Jinmei's entrance, the place was full of people, and those who were not seated were standing. I guess everyone from the village was here.

In my drawer, there is a brown paper envelope with a book inside. There are several yellowed papers sandwiched in the book. I know the specific content and what they represent, so I don't open it easily. After careful calculation, I haven't touched it for about four or five years, even though I see them often, and, in my heart, I know what their quiet existence means to my future life. This morning, as soon as I arrived at the department, I heard that the hospital was going to be re-planned and the morgue, power distribution room and carpentry room next to the south wall would be demolished. This news made my heart ache. The long-lost sadness and sorrow spread and flooded my whole body like a river bursting its banks, and I could hardly hold myself back.