Extraordinary Genius

“Woo, Woo, get up. It's almost midnight. Get up and eat some dumplings. ”

Feng Yu felt a strange voice, but felt very kind. He answered with confusion and opened his eyes, but saw a young face that existed only in memory.

“Sis?”

“Wake up and wash your face. I told you not to drink, you have to drink, fall asleep without watching in the spring and evening.” Feng Danying smiled.

It's New Year's Eve?

Feng Yu glanced at the confused left and right sides, a cabin of less than six square meters, a single bed, a patched mattress, an old wooden table, a 20-watt incandescent lamp on the top of his head, a dull light, and an old newspaper glued on the wall, all of which was a matter of national importance that he no longer remembered.

Isn't this the old house of his family's farm when he was a kid, but this house was already demolished with the construction of a small town, and how did my sister become so young?

Feng Yu raised his hand and found that this was definitely not a trick, because his hands had become smaller and his arms had become thinner.

He jumped off the bed, stood by the door frame, and on top of it was the mark he'd make every New Year's Eve with a knife, the highest row, 1988, 166 centimeters.

It's 1988? He hasn't finished junior high yet?

He strangled himself so hard, he almost screamed. Wasn't it a dream?

Feng Yu opened the door and Mother was cooking dumplings in the kitchen pot. He lives in a cabin, outside is the kitchen, on the other side of the kitchen is the living room, on the farm is called the house.

“Wake up, will you drink again?” Zhang Muhua looked at his son with love.

Feng Yu looked at her mother with dark hair and her eyes wet.

“Mom, you worked hard. ”

“The kid, what are you talking about? Wash your face and watch TV in the house. The dumplings will be ready in a minute.” Zhang Muhua was heartened by the hard work he had heard, and his heart was very pleased, son, that he had grown up.

When Feng Yu saw his father sitting on the bench in the living room, his lips were shaking. In the future, when he had just been able to make money, his father had been found out about the end of his brain tumor and had died in less than three months, without even spending a penny of his money.

Son wants to support but not to treat parents, which makes Feng Yu feel bad for a long time.

“Dad.”

Feng Xingtai turned his head and looked at his son: “Are you dizzy? Watch TV, National Dance Festival, but celebrate. ”

“I'm not dizzy, I'm drunk. Dad, I'd like to have a drink with you later.” Feng Yu quickly explained when he saw the anger on his father's face, "the beer is fine. ”

I haven't had a few drinks with Dad in my whole life. Feng Yu now has a strong desire to drink with Dad again.

“It's not memorable yet, okay, drink some more later, I think you'll be up tomorrow for New Year's Eve. Tan Ying, go get two beers. ”

Feng Danying shook his head helplessly and turned to get beer and glasses.

The house also has a single bed with a mattress on it. Feng Danying stayed at school and lived with her mother on vacation. This bed is Feng Xingtai sleeping. But three years ago, Feng Yu was still asleep.

There is a three-door standing wardrobe on the west wall of the living room with two leather cases above it. A 14-inch black and white TV is on a solid wood table with spring and evening on it.

There is a folding round table in the middle of the living room filled with dishes and bowls of chopsticks. Eight dishes in total, but all leftovers for the evening. There are chickens, fish, elbows, eight dishes, all vegetarian.

Instead of watching TV, Feng Yu walked to the front of the closet and took a good look in the mirror. Although the light was not very good, Feng Yu still saw himself clearly. He was only a teenager, and only a little beard appeared under his nose.

He looked at the calendar on the doorway wall, New Year's Eve, 16 February 1988.

He can be sure now. He's reborn!

Mother quickly cooked the dumplings. Feng Yu and Feng Danying both went to the kitchen to help bring the dumplings up. After all four sat down, Feng Xingtai picked up the chopsticks.

“Woo, you're still drinking!” Zhang Muhua glanced at Feng Yu.

“Mom, for New Year's, just let me drink some more. ”

Feng Xingtai also helped to say two words, Zhang Muhua shook his head and let them go. Feng Yu also graciously poured a beer for her mother and sister. The family must have a drink.

“Happy New Year, Mom and Dad. Cheers! ”

These leftovers on the table, Feng Yu took a casual bite and thought they were particularly delicious. These days, there are no hormone additives in future generations. Fish and rabbits are wild, and chickens and pigs are homegrown. The two men ate these dishes, dumplings, one person drank a bottle of beer, and Feng Xingtai wouldn't let them.

After eating, Feng Yu washed up and went back to his cabin to lie down. As he lay in bed, he turned the other way and couldn't help but think about his life before he was reborn.

Feng Yuben was a middle-aged man in his 40s, and after resigning from the brokerage firm, he made his own investment life. Stocks, futures, gold, crude oil have done anything, not much success, but good revenue.

He had a wife, no children, his father died early in life, and his mother lived with him.

He remembered that it was the spring of 2015, and he wanted to make more money to take his wife abroad to treat infertility, so he mortgaged all the savings in the house, including the house and the car, borrowed a lot more money, put it all into the stock market, according to his prediction, it was a cow market, and fools could make money.

It started out very well, and his investment doubled very quickly. So he boldly leveraged in an investment firm, trying to make more money, and then he doubled it again, and he did nothing for the rest of his life, and he could eat and drink.

By the time the stock market rose to 5,000, he, like many others, was greedy and he thought it could go on, and at first the stock market did go up a little bit, but the stock market was quick to jump, because he had used high leverage and had no additional funds, but had lost a lot. After returning the borrowed money, he became impoverished, his wife did not know that the house and car had been mortgaged, and he did not know how to go home to face his family.

He went bankrupt, he drank a lot of wine that day, and then accidentally fell on the road under the watchful eye of a lot of people and was hit by a big truck.

That shouldn't be considered suicide, because he took out the accident insurance, and he should be able to pay millions, enough to redeem the house and the car, and leave a fortune to his mother and wife.

He remembered looking at the big truck that flew in, thinking that if God could give him a chance to come back, he would not die in such a cave, he would make his family feel comfortable!

But I didn't think God would give him a chance to do it again!

Since God has made him come back, there will be no more regrets in this life. He's going to be a millionaire, he's going to be a legend in the investment world!

”Feng Yu couldn't help but shout,“ I'm Feng Yu, I'm back again! "

“Woo, stop yelling and go to sleep.” On the other side of the wall, Zhang Muhua shouted. At the same time, he complained about the husband and how he made his son drink again at night, which is nonsense. Ho Han San, is that a good guy? That's a traitor!

When she heard her mother complaining, Feng Yu laughed, turned around and sweetly fell asleep.

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