Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 2: The Childhood Friend Who Was Always at My Side

"WTF?!"

Zeng Wenjie looked at his grandfather's face, which was not very old, and then looked at the environment around the room, revealing a black question mark face.

Am I not washing my feet? Also, where is the gentle 36D girl?!
Then he turned to look at the desk calendar - July 2006.

He subconsciously touched his arms. Wow, the thick and dark 45cm arm circumference that he had worked so hard to build was gone. It was so damn thin!
In his previous life, he had practiced very hard to sell goods and even almost used the "Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin" package.

It was also thanks to his well-trained physique that he made a brand of leeks popular with the phrase "Under technology, turosterone" and became the leading fitness blogger in the circle.

"I'm reborn?!" Zeng Wenjie turned his head and looked at the mirror again, and saw a face with a sparse beard, but as green as the grass under the steel wool.

Grandpa's face darkened and he asked, "Wenjie, what are you talking about?!"

Zeng Wenjie jumped up from the bed and said, "Grandpa, I want to learn Russian!!!"

My grandfather was the first college student in Baishui Town. At that time, relations with the Soviet Union were very friendly, so students did not learn English but Russian.

As a highly qualified college student, my grandfather had a very good command of Russian. After graduation, he returned to his hometown to teach both Chinese and Russian.

As a person who lived through that era, my grandfather always had a good impression of geese. He asked Zeng Wenjie to learn some Russian from him several times, but the playful and naughty boy always brushed him off.

Now, when the grandfather hears his grandson say “I want to learn Russian”, he is as happy as Coach Anzai when he hears the prodigal son Mitsui Hisashi say “Coach, I want to play basketball”.

"Are you serious? Okay, then I'll start teaching you Russian today. You're free during the summer vacation anyway." Grandpa smiled happily and pulled a Russian novel out of the bookshelf.

"Are you serious?" Zeng Wenjie immediately moved a chair to the desk and sat down.

After all, my grandfather had been a teacher for decades, and he started teaching from scratch, and Zeng Wenjie listened very carefully.

He didn't know whether it was because he was young or because he was reborn, but he just felt that his memory was surprisingly good. When it comes to learning a language, memory is undoubtedly the most important thing.

After studying the basics of Russian carefully for about an hour, the grandfather was surprised to find that his grandson's learning level was a bit outrageous!
But why could he only get into a crappy second-tier university?!

"Bra, come quickly, let's go to the county to see a movie! Tom Cruise's new movie!" Suddenly, a voice that Zeng Wenjie was very familiar with but missed came from outside the window.

Zeng Wenjie's head suddenly buzzed with laughter. The voice was not from Hu Guohua, but from another childhood friend, Shi Jing. This friend also had a nickname that made people laugh and cry - Niubai!
Niubai is a dialect in Baishui Town, which literally means "awesome" in Mandarin.

"Bie" is a very bad word. Well...swear words are probably like "your mother break" or "his mother break".

But people in Baishui Town like to use the word "bai" when giving their children nicknames that are easy to raise, such as "xibai", "sanbai", "goubai"... awesome!
The people here are really simple and honest!
The reason why Zeng Wenjie was so excited when he heard Shi Jing's voice was because... Shi Jing was stabbed twice in a bar when he was 20 years old. One knife perforated his stomach, and the other knife penetrated his lungs. He was stabbed in both ribs and died just like that.

"Hey, this little bastard!" Grandpa looked at Zeng Wenjie running out excitedly, and couldn't help but take off his reading glasses and cursed him unhappily.

But Zeng Wenjie turned around, smiled at him, and said, "Grandpa, I'll come to your house at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning to learn Russian from you!"

I ran out of the room in the old house, crossed the hall, and saw my mother coming out of the kitchen carrying food.

"Wenjie, where are you going? It's time to eat!" Mom frowned and scolded.

"Mom, I love you! See you later!" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but grin when he saw his young mother, waved his hand, and ran out quickly.

"This bastard..." Mom couldn't help but murmur, and then she found her cheeks were a little red. Chinese people, apart from licking dogs and green tea, are always shy about talking about "love".

The bootlickers may say "I love you" to the green tea girls hundreds of times a day, but they may not even say it to their own relatives.

As soon as Zeng Wenjie ran out, he saw his childhood friend wearing jeans, a black shirt tucked into his pants, and a pair of white sneakers on his feet!
Young guys are like this, they always like to imitate the outfits of their elders, but when they really reach around 30 years old, they like to dress like young guys again.

"Ha, this country dog!" Zeng Wenjie was about to laugh, but found that he was not much better.

Casual shoes, jeans, a gold-headed leather belt, a blue shirt... the visual impression of a local dog from the urban-rural fringe area hits you in the face.

When Shi Jing saw Zeng Wenjie running out, he immediately smiled and was about to speak, but Zeng Wenjie rushed up and hugged him in a bear hug.

"Oh, brother, I miss you so much! Damn, you have smoked a lot of my soft Zhonghua cigarettes over the years!" Zeng Wenjie said happily.

In his previous life, whenever he and Hu Guohua went to see Niubai, they would bring two Zhonghua cigarettes, each of which would be lit and used directly as incense.

Niubai's family is not well off. His father runs a clinic and hides all the good cigarettes. Only Zeng Wenjie can trick him into taking them out and let him show off the 71 packs of Huazi while handing them out.

Later, Zeng Wenjie only smoked soft medium cigarettes, but the taste of the smoke was no longer as mellow and natural as before he was twenty years old.

"Fuck...you bastard, you know I brought soft Zhonghua cigarettes, right? You're such a smart bastard!" Shi Jing took a step back warily, and couldn't help but put his hands to cover his trouser pockets, saying with a painful look on his face.

For him, the two of them had gone down to the river naked to touch the pebbles together yesterday. How could two grown men miss each other so much after just one day of not seeing each other?
Zeng Wenjie looked his childhood friend up and down, the smile on his face never faltering. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no, I just missed you! What did you say just now? Going to the county town to see a movie? Let's go, we'll miss the bus soon."

After hearing what he said, Shi Jing's face became even uglier. He took out a pack of white box Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him while walking.

"?" Zeng Wenjie's face darkened.

"Look, most of the box is filled with soft cigarettes! I was afraid that I would ask acquaintances for cigarettes, so I stuffed half a pack of soft cigarettes in there." Shi Jing said with some heartache.

When Zeng Wenjie heard this, he happily took it and quickly put it into his pocket.

Are you kidding? This is in my hometown, and everyone here knows me. If someone sees these two guys smoking, they'll be punished by their parents when they get home!

But after accepting the cigarette, Zeng Wenjie suddenly felt something was wrong, his eyes became alert, and he asked, "What's your conspiracy?"

Niu Bai smiled awkwardly and said, "What conspiracy do I have? I just want to learn some martial arts from your grandfather...but your grandfather said that he won't teach me unless you practice with him."

Zeng Wenjie's grandfather is a well-known powerful figure in the town. He is a retired cadre from the credit union. He learned real kung fu in his early years, and legends about him can often be heard in the town.

Zeng Wenjie, who originally aspired to become Chen Jinnan, completely lost interest in martial arts after witnessing a shooting.

But when he suddenly thought of the ending of the awesome "stabbing in the ribs" incident, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red and he smiled and said, "Okay, tomorrow afternoon, I'll take you to learn martial arts from my grandfather!"

As soon as he arrived at the station, Zeng Wenjie saw Hu Guohua standing there wearing a thin black leather jacket and holding a plastic bag in the hot weather.

"Here I am. I brought you some iced kola!" Hu Guohua said grimly, picking up the plastic bag.

(End of this chapter)