“Too late? Son, don’t scare your dad!” Hao Yunyang was dumbfounded: “What do we do now?”
Silence, more silence…
“Dad,” five minutes later, Hao Zhenhua seemed to be gritting his teeth: “Mom and I have had a tough life. Now mom has become so thin from overwork that she can’t see clearly, can’t hear properly. My biggest wish in this life is to let mom have a better life. Really, just having new clothes to wear, a good house to live in, and not-spoiled food would make me happy. Since heaven has let you contact me, then why not make a big reversal?”
“Good son, that’s the spirit!” Hao Yunyang slapped his thigh, then wilted: “But my spacetime’s technology isn’t as advanced as yours, my lifespan isn’t as long, I lack everything and can’t help you…”
“Dad,” Hao Zhenhua took a deep breath and said solemnly: “The changes in your spacetime can affect my spacetime. So, let me, your son, help you make a big reversal. But mom is confused and can’t clearly remember things from back then, and I don’t know much about your past. We can only move forward by feeling our way, and the ending might be beautiful, or it might be a tragedy…”
Then, the next few minutes were some simple instructions, and then Hao Yunyang hung up the phone, sitting on the edge of the bed with a heartbroken expression, counting on his fingers:
A good laptop, not even buying a new one, but a second-hand one would still cost two thousand yuan.
Then he would need to activate a GPRS monthly package for the SIM card, allowing the laptop to dial up and access WAP sites, and the rest would be handled by his son. The activation wouldn’t cost much, but what truly pained Hao Yunyang was that he wasn’t going to browse web pages or chat on QQ, but to receive files or software. Those files and software that were dozens or even hundreds of megabytes would consume so much data, and how much would he have to pay China Mobile?
