Rebirth: A Life Without Regrets

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  As expected, it was nothing out of the ordinary. After flipping through it repeatedly, Leng Yun almost wore out the dictionary before finally finding the two characters "Han" and "Bing". He muttered to himself: "Leng Zheng Han, Leng Zheng Bing, seems pretty ordinary too... Hmm, Leng Han Bing, Leng Bing Han doesn't sound bad either. Too bad there's no character for generation in it."

  At that time, many families of scholars had a system of generation names, and each person's name must include a character indicating their generation. For example, Leng Yun Yi was from the "Yun" generation, so all people in this generation were named Leng Yun something. When it came to Leng Bing Han, they belonged to the "Bing" generation, so both of his older brothers' names included the character "Bing".

  Li Yuanfen said with some dissatisfaction: "Now what era is it, originally Zheng Xianglin had no choice but to do so, now you see how many people still take names based on the character generation? I think just calling Liang Binghan sounds good and easy to pronounce."

  Leng Yun originally felt that he had not been able to take care of his family for the past ten years, letting Li Huanfen busy herself to death, and he was very guilty in his heart. At this time, although the name might make his father Leng Qingyuan a little dissatisfied, it still sounded pretty good, so he didn't want to go against his wife's wishes on this matter, and hastily nodded in agreement. Thus, the name "Leng Binghan" was formally settled.

  "Hah!" Fortunately, it didn't turn into some other unpleasant name. With a cold and icy heart, he let out a long sigh, while also thinking to himself: Who would have thought that Dad is actually under the control of his wife? It's Mom who gets the final say, haha!

  In fact, he who was reborn would not know that his father had always been very respectful and loving to his mother from start to finish. The goodness of their relationship has been passed down as a legend in the local area and has always been a model for younger generations to learn from.

  Grandfather Leng Qingyuan did not follow the traditional naming rules for his cold and icy name, which was somewhat disapproved of. However, with the progress of society and the changing times, under the persistence of Leng Yunying and Li Huafen, as well as the approval of Grandma Zhou Wenjing, he eventually acquiesced, also because he loved this grandson dearly.

  Speaking of grandfathers and grandmothers, in the cold icy pre-birth memories, the impression of grandfather is not very deep, because in 82 years, when the cold ice was less than 3 years old, his grandfather passed away. Later, I heard my grandmother say that my grandfather was originally very rich, with a lot of silver at home, and one of the largest horse teams in southern Sichuan, transporting goods, with horses lined up one after another, the front team arrived several miles away, and the rear team had not yet departed. However, later on, the world became chaotic, bandits emerged everywhere, there were often casualties and damage to goods along the way, and the family's fortunes gradually declined.

  In my impression, I only vaguely remember that my grandfather was very kind and loved me especially. Every time there was something delicious, he would always save some for me, making my two older brothers drool with envy. Actually, what we considered delicious back then were just things like buns, wontons, and sweet egg soup, but they were already rare treats. My grandmother came from a family of scholars and artists - her father was a famous painter in the local area. From a young age, she could read and write, and her body was strong until the end of her life at over 90 years old, when she still had sharp ears and eyesight and enjoyed reading novels like "The Heroes of the Water Margin". Our family had five generations living together, and every time we celebrated her birthday, it was a sea of people, with over a hundred younger relatives coming to pay their respects. It would take half an hour just for everyone to finish bowing to her. The younger generation all hoped that she could live to be 100 years old - some would rush to send her health supplements, while others would compete to give her clothes. Her life was getting better and better every day, and she spent her days smiling happily. Every time I went back to my hometown, I would also accompany her to bask in the sun and chat with her. Some distant relatives would even take time off work every year to come visit her.

  I have always admired my grandparents' courage and vision. In such a harsh environment at that time, they borrowed money everywhere, even dismantled the house to sell it, and gritted their teeth to support my father and his four brothers to go to school. They became three university students and one vocational student. You know how precious and difficult it was to be a university student or vocational student in the 1950s and 1960s, especially in this remote place called Changfu.

  As my father and his four brothers achieved success in various fields and branched out, this led to the prosperity of the Leng family later on. When locals mention the Leng family, they can't help but give a thumbs up. If they hadn't been so determined at that time, for the sake of having more labor force at home and reducing the burden, and had kept my father and his four brothers at home to farm, the Leng family might have just been an ordinary farming household among many in the local area, without any possibility of future glory. Maybe I would have also been like many other young people, planting crops in the fields, busy with farm work, getting married and having children, and living a mediocre life, without being able to access the wonderful world outside.

  Since Father Leng Yunying returned, Mother Li Yuafen has also become more relaxed. Although Leng Yunying needs to go to work during the day and sometimes goes to the countryside, he can help with farm work and household chores when he is off duty or has free time, and can also tutor the children's homework. Li Yuafen is no longer busy alone, and the family has a pillar, so even if she is busy, it is relaxed and happy. Moreover, Leng Yunying is after all the deputy head of the district, and although he does not use his power for personal gain, up and down will still give many conveniences and care to the family, and the family's days are getting better and better, not to mention being wealthy, but also not as struggling as before.

  Looking at the changes in his home with a cold eye, he felt the warmth of his family and began to train more actively according to his own plan. As his body strengthened through continuous conscious exercise, his strength and coordination improved, and within two months, he could start to flip over with some difficulty. In less than four months, he could crawl, in seven months, he could clearly call out "dad" and "mom", and in less than ten months, he could take tentative steps. A year later, he could run steadily. This series of unprecedented feats left his family and neighbors speechless, all praising him as a rare genius child.

  Chang Xuan Yuan spent a year and a half pondering the scripture, almost exhausting his thoughts on it. To be cautious, he spent more than half a year re-examining and verifying every detail until he felt there were no more issues. Only then did he begin to cultivate according to its contents. At this point, he was already over two years old.

  During this time, the Electric Flash and the Netherworld Ring were never summoned out. Although there had been countless urges to do so, he thought that after all, he was only a little over two years old. Despite his outstanding performance, he was still just a toddler who would attract attention and care from adults wherever he went. In such a situation, how could he explain the sudden appearance of the ring and other objects like pendants? Not to mention if they saw a two or three-year-old child emitting flashes of lightning with every move, they might not think him a genius prodigy, but rather a monster. Moreover, he was also worried that if he took out the Electric Flash, King Yanluo would appear and take back the Netherworld Ring. Therefore, in the end, he gave up on this idea, deciding to wait until he was older before doing anything else.

  For more than two years, I have been experiencing a mix of happiness and depression. The happy part is that I can once again experience the warmth of family under the care of my grandparents, parents, two older brothers, and relatives, feeling happy and content; The depressing part is that I am already over 30 years old in total from past life to present, but still have to play with some little kids who are still wearing diapers.

  In the countryside, there is a lot of farm work to do and adults don't have much time to take care of children. Children who are too young can only be carried on their backs, while those who are slightly older are often left in a room by themselves to play. Since Leng Bingxue's reputation spread far and wide, the Leng family has become the first choice for neighbors to send their children to.

  Since his rebirth, his outstanding performance has been passed down by the neighbors, and everyone thinks he is a genius. Although young, he looks lovely and performs very steadily, not naughty or noisy, everyone likes him, and also likes their own children to play with him together, neither worrying about anything going wrong, nor feeling that being with Leng Bing Han will make their own children smarter.

  Although Leng Bing Han had once wanted to enjoy a long-lost childhood like other reincarnated people, experiencing the joys of youth. But you can imagine, with a 30-year-old man's mentality, how could he play together with these young children who couldn't even wipe their own butts? Every time this happened, he could only be a nanny, not letting one child roll around and bump his head; not letting two others fight; not letting them play with dangerous things... Not only could he not focus on cultivating the Long Xuan Yuan Jing, but from dawn till dusk, he was worried sick, making him feel depressed.

  But how could this little thing be difficult for our reborn person? After being depressed for two days, he began to face reality, tidied up the discipline of this group of scouts, told them stories and played games every day, arranged for them to exercise with him, did some physical exercises, and didn't listen to them. It's okay, after a beating, they all listened obediently. Don't look at Leng Bing Han being only two years old, but after more than two years of hard training, he consumed a lot, ate a lot, his body coordination and strength increased greatly, plus decades of memory, those three or four-year-old kids were no match for him. They cried to their parents to complain, but their parents didn't care, and after being disciplined a few times, they naturally became obedient. Leng Bing Han's grandparents were initially not very reassured, worrying that Leng Bing Han would be bullied, and also worried that the children would do something in the house, so they often came to pay attention. Later, seeing this situation, they completely put their minds at ease, went to do their own things, and were delighted with pride for their grandson's ability.

  One hand is a fun fairy tale and game, the other hand is a big stick policy. Those little brats naturally look up to him, and this reborn person unintentionally becomes the king of children. Every day, based on many memories from his previous life, he arranges games, storytelling, role-playing, physical training, etc., and intersperses many plots, instilling many philosophical ideas, such as loving cleanliness, respecting hygiene, respecting the elderly, and loving the young. The little friends all think that Leng Bing Han is really amazing, understanding so many things and being very reasonable. They gradually change from fearing him to worshiping him, and later on, even when parents speak, they are not as effective as Leng Bing Han's words. Whenever they encounter something they feel is wrong, they say, "Our Xiao Han said it like this, you're doing it wrong, you need to correct it." Those parents, while feeling a bit lost, also discover the changes in their children and are very happy, thinking that their decision to let their kids play with Leng Bing Han was so wise. At the same time, they look up to Leng Bing Han even more, really envying others for having such a good child. If only their own child could be like that, how great would it be!

  The "scout" inadvertently established by the cold ice and snow has finally taken effect, and he can finally shift his energy back to his own practice and training.

  This morning, I woke up to find that the atmosphere at home was a bit off. My father, who never takes a day off from work, didn't go to the office today. Everyone was gathered in my grandfather's room, including many relatives and neighbors. Their faces were all very solemn.

  "What's wrong?" Leng Bing hurriedly got dressed and squeezed into the room to take a look. Grandfather was lying in bed, his face ashen, his breathing almost imperceptible. Grandma was crying loudly beside him, calling out his name. Mom Li Yufen was also beside him, wiping away tears, sobbing: "How could this be? He was fine when he went to sleep last night!"

  "Ah, I'm so dead!" Leng Bing Xue slapped her own forehead, exclaiming in frustration.

  Seeing this scene, he finally remembered that in his previous life, his grandfather indeed passed away in 82 years. He often lamented that his grandfather's fate was not good, and he worked hard all his life. Just when he was about to live a good life, he left early and didn't enjoy a single day of happiness. However, at the time, he was young and couldn't remember the specific time and situation clearly. Plus, nowadays, every day is either busy with exercise and practice or being entangled by those little friends, which made him forget this matter in his frustration.

  In my past life, I didn't have much contact with my grandfather, only some rough impressions. The other impression was that every year we would go to the mountain to pay respects to his grave, which was a big deal in our family and very solemn. After rebirth, over the past two years, I truly felt the love and care of this old man towards me. Grandfather rarely got close to other children, but often held me and took me on walks, then used his limited money to buy me delicious food. Although those things weren't special or particularly tasty to me, I would always finish them under grandfather's loving gaze, only then would he reveal a satisfied and happy smile. Whoever praised me, the old man would be delighted, whoever said something bad about me, the old man's face would immediately change, scolding them for being wrong. This often made my two older brothers complain that grandfather was biased, and made my grandmother and parents cry and laugh at the same time.

  Just like that, a kind old man is about to leave, walking towards the end of his life, and he will never be seen again. Thinking of this, mist rose in his cold eyes.

  "Grandpa!" He burst into tears and threw himself at his grandfather, leaning on him as big drops of tears rolled out uncontrollably.

  Everyone in the house was shocked by Leng Bing Xue's reaction. Generally speaking, a two or three year old child is innocent and doesn't understand what death means, but seeing how sad Leng Bing Xue was, didn't that mean he completely understood what had happened? However, considering his extraordinary behavior on normal days and the relationship between him and his grandfather, it seemed reasonable after the initial shock.

  "What a wonderful relationship between this grandfather and grandson!" A relative sobbed, wiping away tears as he spoke.

  "Lao Da Ye has a good life, all his children and grandchildren are excellent, and this Xiao Han is especially clever, he knows how to make Grandpa sad at such a young age." A neighbor who rushed over upon hearing the news also said with some sadness.

  Neighbor Zhang Shu also rushed over and said to Grandma Leng, Father and Mother with some rationality: "Mourn in order, Old Master Leng didn't suffer from illness or pain, he left peacefully, it's a happy funeral, don't be too sad, hurry up and prepare for the aftermath, lest when the old man really closes his eyes, you'll be busy."

  When Zhang Aunt said this, everyone came to their senses and rushed around. Leng Yun also hurried to the unit to make phone calls to his brothers and relatives to inform them of the situation, asking them to hurry back for the funeral, and those who were nearby might still be able to see him one last time.

  The cold and icy heart only cared about itself, hurt and sorrowful, throwing itself on Grandfather's body and crying in a mess. Where did you hear someone say something? With tear-filled eyes, I suddenly saw a figure standing at the head of the bed, feeling gloomy, as if I had never seen it before. Fixing my gaze, that person had a dull face, wearing white clothes, giving off an unpleasant feeling.

  A ghostly messenger of the underworld? A chill ran down his spine, and he didn't know how such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, but he vaguely felt that this thought was correct, that shadow was indeed an underworld ghost messenger.

  He was heartbroken and couldn't think much, suddenly stood up and shouted at the shadow: "Don't take my grandfather away! Don't take my grandfather away!" He only had one thought in his mind, which was that he couldn't let Grandpa go like this.

  The whole house was stunned by the sudden loud roar, looking at him in confusion and face to face. What's wrong with this kid? Has he been heartbroken too much and got hysteria?

  That shadow also seemed to be surprised, a look of astonishment appeared on his wooden face, he turned his head and looked at Leng Bingxue, as if confirming whether this child was really talking to him.

  Leng Bing was completely unaware that he had become the center of attention, and rushed forward, pointing at the shadow and shouting: "Did you hear? Don't take my grandfather away! I won't let you take my grandfather away!"

  His mouth was wide open, his face full of disbelieving expressions. He had not expected that someone could actually see him and even dare to scold him and obstruct him. Since he started this job, nothing like this had ever happened before, let alone by a little kid.

  Seeing Leng Binghan yelling at the air beside her bed, everyone in the room was like being petrified, their hearts full of doubts and a hint of chilliness, with a cold sweat on their backs. Her mother, Li Yufen, who was preparing mourning clothes outside, rushed over upon hearing the news, hastily embracing Leng Binghan and asked in terror: "Xiao Han, what's wrong? What happened to you?"

  Held in her mother's arms, the chill finally came to and realized that for some unknown reason, she could see the vengeful spirits that others couldn't. Was this an aftereffect of going to the underworld before reincarnation? She also knew that her reckless behavior earlier must have scared her mother and the surrounding neighbors half to death.