chapter 2 Dreaming back ten years

That night, Kurt Lee had many dreams.

In a daze, Li Wu woke up.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

Kurt Lee suddenly became excited, what time is it?

I must be late for work, so I quickly turned around to check the alarm clock, and suddenly jumped up:

"Damn it, is there a thief at home?"

Li Wu yelled, and saw that the rental house was empty, and many things were gone. There was only one bed left, with a simple quilt on the bed, and there seemed to be something wrong with the quilt...

Kurt Lee was stunned. What kind of thief was he? He stole everything! Suddenly something occurred to me, and I slipped under the bed, and then my body was frozen, motionless... There used to be a small cabinet under the bed, and the money for marrying my wife was kept in it. Now there is nothing under the bed, not even a single mouse dropping!

This time Kurt Lee was completely stunned.

I feel like life has lost its meaning!

"Ah, damn it, you brewed it. This thief must be so wicked. He stole my wife and even left the house empty!"

Kurt Lee sat on the ground in despair. He turned around and saw that the big suitcase and the small stool were still there. He fell asleep lying on them. He was probably afraid of waking himself up, so he left a suitcase and a stool for himself.

Even the clothes are gone. This damn thief, if I catch him, I will beat him to death!

Kurt Lee was wearing pajamas. He touched the pocket of his pajamas, as if he had touched a life-saving straw, and felt a little relieved.

Because sometimes after taking a bath, I often go out to the roadside night market in my pajamas. In this era, it is popular to go shopping in pajamas. At night, you can see men and women walking around in pajamas everywhere on the street.

Kurt Lee also jumped on the trend, so he gritted his teeth and spent more than a hundred dollars to buy a set of pajamas that looked pretty good, thinking that if he met a beautiful woman, he would treat others to something to eat or something else...

So you have to carry your ID card with you... and often have one or two hundred change in your pajamas pocket.

He took out all the money in his pocket and counted it carefully, one hundred and forty-three yuan.

Wages are not paid until the end of the month. Today should be the 13th, and there is still half a month left. It should be okay to save a little money. If it doesn't work, ask the Foreman to advance some wages.

Looking at the empty room, Kurt Lee felt sad again. He had worked hard for ten years, and once he returned to his pre-liberation state, he cursed the thief viciously: "You have no eyes for giving birth to a child!"

Kurt Lee didn't know what time it was, and he didn't know if he was late for work. After washing his face casually, Kurt Lee hurriedly went out to the construction site. He looked at his pajamas and saw that they were really different.

Wearing pajamas to move bricks, I asked you if you have ever seen him?

The weather is very good today, not like winter at all. The sun is shining a little warmly. I was going to buy two buns on the roadside, but I didn’t see the bun lady from before!

I looked at the uncle selling powder next to me, hey, isn't this Uncle Zhang? Why does he seem to have become much younger? Is it possible that chatting with Aunt Wang and Blind Girl every day can help him regain his youth?

Kurt Lee asked loudly:

"Uncle Zhang, didn't Aunt Wang come to the stall today?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned, his brows wrinkled slightly, and then he looked at Li Wudao carefully:

"boy, you work at the Phase One of Emerald Waters I construction site, right? Which Aunt Wang are you talking about? Why didn't I understand what you said?"

This time it's Kurt Lee's turn, Phase One of Emerald Waters? Isn’t it already the fourth issue? You don’t know which one it is, Aunt Wang? Don’t you two chat more happily than anyone else every day?

Li Wudao:

"Uncle Zhang, that's Aunt Wang who sells steamed buns next to you every day and has a pleasant chat with you every day!"

Uncle Zhang couldn't help but get angry after hearing this:

"boy, what are you talking about? You are talking nonsense. If my wife knows about it, why don't you make nonsense with me?"

Kurt Lee looked at Uncle Zhang's seriousness, as if it was really not the case, and thought to himself that this is the kind of old man who has no shame and skin to talk about, and dares to do it without letting anyone tell him, and he still pretends to be decent. I was wondering if this old man was going to let the green grass out of the wall!

I don’t have much trouble with Uncle Zhang on this issue.

Thinking of going to work, Kurt Lee quickly asked again:

"Uncle Zhang, what time is it now?"

"It's 7:40."

Upon hearing this, Kurt Lee realized that he was already late. His wages would be deducted for being late. He hurried to the construction site:

"Uncle Zhang, thank you. I'm going to work first. You are getting older, so you should be nicer to your wife. She is a good thing!"

Uncle Zhang looked at Kurt Lee's figure and muttered:

"It seems like this boy brain is not normal. He always feels that he speaks strangely. He even wears pajamas to go to work at the construction site. The first-phase construction site is on the left, but he went to the right. He went in the wrong direction. Could it be that he was working too hard? Are you tired and stupid?"

Kurt Lee didn't know what Uncle Zhang was slandering him from behind. He was thinking now that he was late today anyway, so why not ask for a day off, and then advance a little salary with the Foreman? It would cost a lot to buy all kinds of things at home. As for the money, I should keep more than a hundred yuan in my pocket for daily use. When I think of losing so much money, my heart feels like daggers.

Walking to the construction site, Kurt Lee was stunned again. There was a large wasteland in front of him. Damn it, isn't this the fourth phase of Bishui? Why is this a wasteland?

Am I dreaming?

Kurt Lee felt happy, it would be great if it was really a dream, and the money was not stolen...

I pinched my thigh hard. It hurt so much that my mouth twisted and my face became bitter. I thought... I wasn't dreaming!

Looking up, there were wastelands to the left and right. I stared at the wastelands in a daze for a while. Was I really possessed by evil spirits today?

It always felt like something was wrong. Only now did Li Wu take a serious look at everything around him. It had completely changed from yesterday. The tall buildings around him were all gone. The construction sites and intersections he was familiar with yesterday were all gone!

Kurt Lee was excited and ran back quickly to Uncle Zhang's stall. Uncle Zhang looked at Kurt Lee and asked hurriedly:

"boy, what's wrong? What doesn't feel right? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Kurt Lee didn't react for a while.

Uncle Zhang continued:

"Go straight ahead from this road. Turn right at the first intersection. There is a bus stop. You can take bus No. 2, No. 7, or No. 14 to the Municipal People's Hospital. Only if you go to the Rehabilitation Neurological Hospital, you have to take the bus. Route 29.”

Kurt Lee understood now. Uncle Zhang regarded him as a sick person, and even treated him as a mentally ill person. If he wasn't afraid of irritating himself, he would probably have sent him to a rehabilitation neurological hospital from the beginning. What kind of rehabilitation neurological hospital? , isn’t it a mental hospital?

The corners of his mouth twitched, Kurt Lee Kurt Lee calmed down, and asked a historic question:

"Uncle Zhang, what's the date today?"

Uncle Zhang glanced at Kurt Lee:

"boy, today is the 13th. Don't ask these questions. You must remember the hospital route I told you."

Kurt Lee: "..."

Kurt Lee is going crazy. Is this old man still worried about his mental illness?

Number 13? Right! Today is indeed the 13th, and Kurt Lee clearly remembers the diary he wrote on the 12th yesterday.

He raised his head and looked around again.

Kurt Lee thought for a while and then said to Uncle Zhang:

"Uncle Zhang, what year is this year?"

Uncle Zhang can now be sure that this boy really has a mental problem!

I heard that mentally ill people can't stand a little stimulation and will hit others. And it's not illegal to hit someone. The person being hit can't fight back. It's a gold medal to avoid death!

It is better to answer his words obediently and send him away as soon as possible. Uncle Zhang thought of this and said quickly:

"This year is 2000."

"Ah! How many years?"

"Today is December 13, 2000."

Kurt Lee couldn't help but feel dizzy and almost lost his balance. Uncle Zhang saw this and hurriedly supported him and shouted:

"boy, you have to hold on. Uncle has no money, so don't fall to the ground!"