Rebirth 1983: I Want to Rewrite My Life

Rebirth era literature + daily literature + entrepreneurship + urban life The sound of rain hitting the tin roof was exactly the same as when Xiumei was dying. Li Jianguo chewed the cold white rice in his mouth, but the pain from thirty-five years ago rose in his throat. If she hadn't listened to her cousin's lies and held on to the 500 yuan contract payment, Xiumei wouldn't have worn the same blue shirt she hadn't changed in ten years, and Junjun wouldn't have had to live in a rented house with others in a village in the city. She wouldn't have even been able to raise enough money to buy a new shroud when she left. "Our Eighties" was still playing on TV, and the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative made his eyes hurt. He was rubbing the yellowed food stamps in the glass jar with his fingertips, and was suddenly dazzled by the shadow of a locust tree leaf. When he opened his eyes again, the beans on the bluestone board were still stained with mud. His mother was wiping the stove and calling him to eat boiled eggs. This time, he won't borrow the food stamps. He wants to rob the contract, owe Xiumei and Junjun a good life, and the "Jianguo Store" that was robbed. He wants to take it all back without leaving the ground!