Go back to 1980 and enjoy it

Author:two snakes
Category:Urban Novels
355 people read
Last Updated:01/23/2025


Description

Deng Shirong was reborn and returned to the summer of 1980.

In my previous life, I believed the matchmaker's words easily, which resulted in unhappy marriages for several of my children. My two sons-in-law were unable to support me, and my daughters-in-law made the family a mess.

In this life, he will personally take action to find partners for his children.

A few years later, when I got together with some old friends, when they talked about whether their daughters-in-law were filial or not, Deng Shirong didn’t say anything. He just posted a WeChat Moments message in front of several old friends, saying Suddenly I want to eat Guilin’s beer fish.

The next moment, several daughters-in-law living in different cities took turns calling him:

Eldest daughter-in-law: "Dad, I will drive back to pick you up on Saturday to travel to Guilin. I haven't eaten authentic beer fish in a long time!"

Second daughter-in-law: "Dad, I have nothing to do right now. I will drive back to pick you up. Let's go to Guilin for a few days together."

Third daughter-in-law: "Dad, my company still has some things to deal with. I'll ask the driver to pick you up first..."

Fourth daughter-in-law: "..."

Young daughter-in-law: "..."

Several old friends were dumbfounded and their eyes were red with envy!

[This book mainly describes the customs and customs of the rural areas of Bobai County, Guangxi in the 1980s. It focuses on matchmaking + food + daily life. It has a rich local flavor, real prices, and reasonable plots. It requires careful appreciation, and those who are impetuous should beware]

ps: There is an old book "I don't accept anyone as a matchmaker" with a high order of 35,000+. If you are interested, you can check it out!

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Chapter 1 Return to 1980

Chapter 1 Return to 1980

When Deng Shirong opened his eyes again, what caught his eye was an old table that would have been rejected even if used as firewood. There was a kerosene lamp placed on the table. Inside the transparent glass tube, a small flame emitted a dim light. light.

Opposite the table was a thin, middle-aged man named Deng Yungui. In Deng Shirong's mind, this nephew who had served five years had been dead for nearly twenty years.

At this time, Deng Yungui was
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