Chapter 2 Really Reborn

When Fan Wubing tried his best to open his eyes, he found that in front of him was a pair of surprisingly large breasts, almost bigger than his own head, and then a pair of big hands forced the protruding breasts into his mouth, The gurgling milk rushed into his throat like a flood with a milky smell, almost suffocating him. At this moment, he finally confirmed one thing, he was reborn.

Although I don't know why such a ridiculous thing happened, but it is gratifying that God did not let Fan Wubing admit that the thief is his father. His father is still the same father, mother is still the same mother, sister is still the same sister, and brother is still the same brother. Even the small one-story house that I lived in for more than ten years in my childhood impression is still the same.

The only difference is that time has gone back thirty-three years like running water, the cloudy sky has turned blue, and the dirty air has become naturally fresh, turning Fan Wubing, an old thief, into a baby waiting to be fed. , his baby is very different from other babies.

Although Fan Wubing's thinking is already the standard of an adult, his thinking can only be confined to the body of a small baby, so there are many things he wants to do but cannot do, such as performing some miracles come or something.

Ji Fan's 33 years of life experience since he was free from illness, and the lessons he has learned from his ears and eyes, if he wants to stand out, he must be a fool to fly first, or to put it nicely, he must take the first step to occupy the market, so he thought that if he could Making some out-of-the-ordinary news should be of great benefit to one's future life journey, and the most brilliant thing about this news is to pretend to be B.

It is generally recorded in the history books that when the ancient sages were born, they often filled the room with strange fragrances and golden lights, or the sound of the Sanskrit fell from the sky, and the Buddhas came to pay homage, which was quite miraculous. That's why they were able to transcend the ordinary and become saints and become a generation of masters. .

From Fan Wubing's point of view, the so-called miracles are nothing more than these guys pretending to be gods and ghosts, taking advantage of the lack of scientific knowledge of the toiling masses in the feudal society, and unscrupulously fooling them.

But pretending to be B in moderation will also bring some benefits to him, at least Fan Wubing thinks so.

I remember when I was young, there was a neighbor’s child who drew lots at the full moon, and grabbed his father’s seal, so everyone in the neighborhood was astonished as a heavenly person, and praised the child for his promise and greatness. Promising, I will be an official in the future, a high-ranking official! One can imagine how much his family would cherish this promising son! What happened later was naturally taken for granted, and the family treated the child like an offering to a Bodhisattva. It's just a pity that this promising child did not become a high-ranking official in the end, but he had nothing to do later, and set up a seal-engraving stall to make ends meet, which can be regarded as responding to the call of the country and seeking his own way out. Whenever he thinks of this matter, Fan Wubing feels a little brooding. When he was a child, he didn't get the best treatment from a jealous family.

Fan Wubing also wants to pretend to be B, if he wants to pretend, he will pretend to be big!

After thinking about it, there is no one who has pretended to be a master throughout the ages, than Siddhartha Gautama, the prince of Kapilavatthu in ancient India, who later became the ancestor of all Buddhas, Shakyamuni Tathagata.

It is said that when Ya fell to the ground, she jumped out of her mother's right rib in a very awesome manner, walked seven steps in a circle, and every step of the way, she looked around, pointing to the sky with one hand, and pointing to the ground with the other, saying: "Heaven is here!" Underground, I am the only one." At this time, there were two dragons, who were also very cheap, and came to make fun of him, spitting warm water and cold water to bathe him. This day is the day of bathing Buddha.

Fan Wubing was naturally very envious of the vision created by Sakyamuni, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to do so. Although he himself had a caesarean section, he didn't follow the conventional route, but Shakyamuni followed his own Mom's right rib popped out, and there was still a big gap. Moreover, he also believes that he does not have the ability to grow lotuses step by step,

Now he even has trouble standing up, after all, he was only a few days old.

If Fan Wubing could really perform a catwalk on the operating table, posing in two poses, it is estimated that the vision may not be able to be produced, and the nurses who delivered the baby would treat him as a monster first. If the times hadn't changed and everyone had human rights, maybe he could have been thrown into the latrine and drowned, which is a bit uncertain.

So Fan Wubing thought about it before and after, it's better not to do this shocking act, a gentleman is humble and content with the destiny, since God reborn himself, so let's just do it like this! After Fan Wubing figured this out, he naturally eats food and drinks milk. Fortunately, he is breastfeeding, so he doesn't have to worry about drinking the melamine with milk powder added.

People in this era are still relatively simple!

A thought suddenly popped up in Fan Wubing's mind, the people here are stupid and rich, come and be reborn soon!

Thinking that in the next few decades, he will appear in the world with an appearance that is ahead of everyone's thinking, Fan Wubing can't help but feel a little proud, no wonder everyone likes to be reborn, this feeling of being able to know everything in advance is really fucking extraordinary Cool!

It should be said that the year Fan Wubing was born was really not a year of celebration.

On January 8, the beloved Premier Zhou passed away.

On March 8, a meteorite fell from the sky in Jilin.

On July 6, Chairman Zhu De passed away.

On July 28, the Tangshan earthquake killed more than 240,000 people and injured more than 160,000.

On September 9, Chairman Mao passed away.

The Chinese people in this year were full of disasters, and numbers like 258369 did not bring good luck to everyone. Fortunately, the Gang of Four was arrested in the same year, which lasted for a full ten years and made the national economy suffer a lot. The goddamn ** that has set back decades and brought down countless people is finally over.

And this year is also the eve of the turmoil when the whole of China enters a new era.