Reborn!

Chen Hao had to accept this fact.>

Before his rebirth, he was a middle-level backbone in a state-owned enterprise. He gained the recognition of his superiors and was promoted to a more promising position at the headquarters in Beijing.

However, the branch employees threw him a farewell banquet that night and he drank until he passed out. When he came to, everything was different.

He actually went back to 1993.

This year, he was eighteen years old, in his senior year of high school, and was about to face the college entrance examination.

"Haohao, what are you thinking about?"

A sudden voice interrupted Chen Haofeng's jumbled thoughts. He turned to see his mother carrying a net bag filled with aluminum lunch boxes, walking into the ward.

Just spacing out.

Chen Hao's words worried Liu Liping, who had walked to the bedside.

Last Friday, Chen Hao of this time and space rode his bike home after evening self-study. He was too busy chatting with classmates along the way to notice the manhole cover ahead.

The bicycle went down into the well first, and Chan Ho-fei went out after it. His head hit the curb and he fell unconscious for three whole days. His heart even stopped beating at one point.

Although Chen Hao survived and regained consciousness after the rescue, Liu Liping was afraid that her son might develop sequelae, and one day in the future, he might suddenly become senile and unable to take care of himself.

When she and her husband were alive, they could still take care of their son.

What if they leave this world one day, what will the son do?

"Are you still having a headache?"

Liu Liping frowned, her concern and care for her son evident on her face.

"Mom, I'm doing well now and can be discharged from the hospital."

Chen Hao smiled mischievously.

"You only just woke up last night, don't even think about leaving the hospital. The doctor said you still have to be observed for another half month." Liu Liping glared at her son and took out the lunch she had prepared for him.

Chen Hao was speechless.

If he continues to be hospitalized for another half month, he'll go crazy.

The aluminum lunchbox lid was opened, and the aroma of food wafted out.

The lunchbox contains half rice and half tomato scrambled eggs.

Then, Chen Hao sat up, leaning back against the headboard, took the lunch box and chopsticks his mother handed him, and casually asked, "What did you and Dad eat?"

"It's the same as what you're eating."

Liu Liping sounded a little unnatural when she said that.

"Oh..."

Chen Hao thought of some things.

Last year, my parents were laid off from their jobs at Chuan City State-owned Shoe Factory. The factory was unable to pay out their severance packages, which put a strain on our family's finances.

To get out of a difficult situation, the father decided to start a clothing business. He borrowed money from everywhere and managed to scrape together five thousand yuan. He first set up shop in a state-owned department store...

On the third floor of a goods warehouse, two counters were rented. After taking money to the capital's clothing wholesale market for purchase, he was robbed halfway through.

Five thousand dollars just vanished.

This nearly brought down the already struggling family.

Chen Hao clearly remembered that over the past six months, his parents worked as laborers at the bridgehead. They were frugal, refusing to eat or wear anything extra. Sometimes they only had rice, and sometimes just steamed buns with pickled vegetables for a meal.

How could his parents possibly eat the same good food as him while he's hospitalized?

Mother didn't tell the truth.

He also didn't wear his mother’s fabricated lies, to avoid embarrassing her, and ate in silence.

"Today is the 2nd, in a week it'll be your birthday. Tell Mom what you want to eat for your birthday, she will prepare it in advance for you."

Liu Liping sat down by the bed, talking softly and looking at her son. Seeing that he was well, a sense of peace filled her heart. No matter how hard or tiring things got, she would persevere.

"Number two..."

Chen Hao murmured.

"What's up? It's June 2nd today."

Before Liu Liping could finish her words, Chen Hao's face changed drastically.

On June 2, 1993, this day was too special for Chen Hao from his past life. The biggest tragedy of his life happened on this day.

The father borrowed from a loan shark to start his clothing business.

Just on the afternoon of June 2nd, when a loan shark and his thugs came to collect the debt from his father, the desperate father retaliated violently, hacking down three people with a cleaver, killing one and injuring two others.

These days, the legal principle of self-defense is practically nonexistent. Murder must be punished.

The father was sentenced to death.

Memories flooded his mind, Chen Hao had no appetite for dinner anymore. He put the lunchbox and chopsticks on the bedside table, and hurriedly got out of bed.

What are you going to do?

Liu Liping panicked.

"I have to go home and see my dad…"

Chen Hao, anxious and flustered, ran outside while speaking.

"Ho ho!"

Liu Liping didn't bother to tidy up the son's meal on the bedside table and chased after him.

"Dad, you must live. Mom and I can't live without you."

Chen Hao ran and prayed again and again.

In his previous life, after his father's death, his mother never smiled again. Her heart died. Adding to that, supporting him through university exhausted the family savings, and she passed away before reaching fifty.

The child was raised with care, but his parents did not treat him fondly.

Chen Hao's biggest regret in his previous life.

Given another chance at life, he would never again bear such a burden.

Bang!

After sprinting for over ten minutes, Chen Hao pushed open the two doors to the courtyard and rushed into his home. He saw his father sitting in the courtyard with a bowl of white rice porridge in hand.

"Dad..."

Chen Hao's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at his father. Last night, when he woke up, his mother was by his bedside, so this was the first time he faced his father after being reborn.

Loss makes one appreciate what one has.

Only after losing one's parents do they truly understand how important they are.

Father, how are you?

Chen Hao's heart finally fell, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and tearfully hugged his father.

“You… how did you run back?”

Chen Junshen held a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, stiffly sitting on the small stool. Besides asking his son, he didn't know how to respond to his son's affectionate gesture.

"Dad, I miss you."

In Chen Hao's words, there were decades of pent-up emotions.

Chen Junshen's eyes welled up with tears.

Parental discipline towards a child may not always be effective.

A child's love for their parents will always bring joy to the parents.

For a long time, Chen Haosong let go of his father and wiped the tears from his face. Seeing that there was only plain white porridge in his father's bowl, not even salted vegetables, he felt a pang of sadness.

"Rabbit...brat...are you trying to kill me?"

Liu Liping walked into the small courtyard out of breath, pretending to pinch her son's arm, then couldn't bring herself to do it.

Chen Hao looked at his parents.

Their parents wore work clothes provided by the shoe factory. Since their son had worn them for too long, they were washed white and even had patches on the knees. His rubber-soled Liberation Brand shoes were also a bit worn out.

Below forty, yet both parents show the weariness of age, looking ten years older than they actually are. Especially the father, half his hair is already white.

People often say that time flies and we grow old.

To Chen Hao, the hardship of life is more meaningless than the passing of time.

"Mom and Dad, this lifetime, I will not let you suffer anymore."

Chen Hao grasped his parents' hands, almost swearing.

With memories and experience from his past life, he firmly believed that this life would not only bring joy to his parents but also honor them.

Ten years later, parents will no longer need to humble themselves in the face of anything.

"If you do well on the college entrance exam this year, then your father and I will have hope." Liu Liping’s greatest hope for the future is that her son will get into a good university.

Wealth and honor beyond measure, I dare not even dream of it.

"I..."

Then Chan Ho-kong spoke up, and a group of people broke into the small courtyard.

The burliest man at the front, with a head full of scars and a cigarette dangling from his lips. He had no shirt on but wore it draped over his shoulders, exposing his back, with a large tiger head tattooed on his cheek.

After this man came, seven or eight younger brothers with fierce looks.

What was meant to come, has come.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. These trash were the ones who had bullied his father in his past life, leading to the tragedy.

(Editor in charge:precious based on the novel)