Chapter 288

When Wang Zheng woke up, he was surprised to find that he was crying in the arms of a kind man. When the man looked at himself, he was happy. He turned his head and sent himself to a woman with correct facial features and good looks.

"The child's fucking eyebrows look like you."

"The child's father, hurry to give the child a name. You are a scholar. The name you can think of must be better than me."

"Look at this child's tiger head and brain. He will be the talent of generals. Otherwise, he will be called Weiguo and Wang Weiguo."

"Well, it's called Wei Guo."

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When the couple were happy, Wang Zheng was unhappy: "Wang hammer, what Wang Weiguo, my name is Wang Zheng. Don't give me a name!"

When Wang Zheng's voice came out, it became the cry of a child. Hearing Wang Zheng's cry, the husband and wife laughed: "look at the child, his father and son like your name."

"God likes it." Wang Zheng only felt helpless. Unfortunately, the cry he used to protest was completely misunderstood by the couple.

Three years later, in the lively explanation, a group of aunts gossiped with each other: "you heard that Wang Weiguo of the next village was only three years old and was able to skip the grade examination. Now he has been admitted by No. 1 middle school in the city."

"That's a famous genius. He's the most promising in our county. Over the years, I've heard that he is a real prodigy. He can speak and read at the age of one, can work out arithmetic problems at the age of two, and has mastered the knowledge of junior high school at the age of three."

"But the child seems a little neurotic. He often says he doesn't belong to this era."

"I understand that people are geniuses. Naturally, they are not in the same era as us. There is such a genius in our county. The county magistrate is crazy. Only two days ago did I see that the county magistrate gave their family more than 10000 yuan as a reward. I also said that if Wang Weiguo could be admitted to a key high school in three years, he would give 50000 yuan as a reward, and the tuition fees were reported."

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The aunts outside are happy, but Wang Zheng is sad at home. He thought he was still in his own era after his reincarnation. Who knows, he found that he was born 50 years ago. At this time, his parents had just been born. The most important thing is that this is not the same world as the world before him, It should be one of the multiverse.

Wang Zheng was reincarnated in a state of soul, so the Little Emperor didn't come with him. Now Wang Zheng wants to go back. It's not generally difficult unless he dies, but death is absolutely impossible for him. When he was two years old, he wanted to commit suicide and return to the underworld. As a result, a mysterious force saved him. After that, he wanted to die.

"Shit, I don't believe it. You can stop me to die!" Wang Zheng scolded a dirty word and hit the nearby column. Who knows, the column broke off before his head touched the column. Half the room collapsed and didn't see Wang Zheng hurt. He was disheartened.

The husband and wife who heard the noise burst in and watched Wang Zheng's room collapse. The man was immediately unhappy. He looked at Wang Zheng with a black face and said, "boy, you're fooling around here again. Do you want to tear down our house?"

Wang Zheng purred and reasoned that he would never hesitate if he could send him to die if he demolished the house.

Looking at Wang Zheng's wronged appearance, the woman next to him was uncomfortable. She directly pushed and pushed the rough man and said in a loud voice, "what do you say? If you tear down the house, you can't scold our son. He's still a child." then she hugged Wang Zheng and made Wang Zheng blush again and again.

"When can we grow up?" Wang Zheng's heart wailed and then fell silent.

Fifteen years later, Wang Zheng has grown up. To tell the truth, Wang Zheng is still handsome in his life. It should be the version after the kind of handsome man and soft little fresh meat.

Walking through the street, passers-by looked at him with disdain and disgust. They were still muttering something. Wang Zheng continued his own way as if he hadn't heard it.

"Pa." a rotten egg hit Wang Zheng's face, and then heard someone scold: "Wang Weiguo, you're really not a thing. How nice your parents are to you. Who knows you forget your parents when you go to the city. You don't even come to see your father's last day!"

"Shit, you're a genius. In my opinion, you're an unfilial bastard. If I had a son like you, I would have slapped you to death and raised you so big?"

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Facing the abuse from the roadside, Wang Zheng can only choose to ignore it. He came back this time to send his cheap father for the last trip. Six months ago, when he was doing business outside, he received the news that the cheap father was running out of time. Although he wanted to come back, he couldn't let go of the customer. When he came back from business, the old man had died.

Returning to the old house, Wang Zheng saw the black-and-white coffin tears flowing out uncontrollably, and his eyes became red. For the past 18 years, he had been thinking about how to die every day, but his cheap parents tried to bring joy to themselves every day. They thought they didn't want to start to learn, So he resolutely rejected the kindness of the county magistrate and let Wang Zheng give up his studies.

For this reason, the county magistrate was not happy. He forced Wang Zheng's cheap father to wear small shoes and laid him off. As for Wang Zheng's mother's small stall, it was specially taken care of by the urban management. For a period of time, Wang Zheng's family was even poor. In this way, Wang Zheng's cheap parents still thought of ways to feed and dress Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng ignored it as if they hadn't seen it.

When he left home to do business three years ago, Wang Zheng just explained to his parents and left. At that time, Wang Zheng's parents were crying red, and Wang Zheng left resolutely.

In this life, he had nothing else in his heart except to seek death. Until now, the death of cheap dad has brought him a great shock. A clear sky thunderbolt flashed across the sky and exploded on the roof of Wang Zheng's shabby hometown. Everyone was startled. Only Wang Zheng knelt quietly in front of the coffin, and his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

"Give me a little more time." Wang Zheng's thunder and lightning fell on his side. He couldn't help but be surprised. He involuntarily shouted. He had always wanted to die. Now he gave up the idea of dying. He just wanted to keep the spirit for the old man quietly. Unfortunately, the sky didn't meet with people's resentment. Another sunny thunderbolt fell on Wang Zheng's head and took Wang Zheng away directly.

"MMP, are you kidding me?" Wang Zheng was confused. Only such a sentence came out of his mind.