Chapter 2 April in the world

Li Xiaoqiang needs to learn to get used to it slowly, adapt to life slowly, and accept the facts slowly. Although as a senior online reader, when reading online literature, he would imagine how he would feel good if he traveled through time, was reborn, encountered the system, and ran into the main god, but he was already an adult. Of course, he knew that it was just to achieve satisfaction of a certain realistic need through imagination, thus creating a sense of pleasure, but false things are always fake, and beautiful and unrealistic fantasies can never last long. But he didn't expect that rebirth would really come. Even as a middle-aged uncle who has been in society for more than ten or twenty years, he should be afraid of what should be sad, and he should be sad. Of course, negative emotions will usher in infinite surprises afterwards! This is a rebirth, and another chance for life.

But the happiness in his heart was still suppressed by physical pain. Li Xiaoqiang's health has always been very poor. This time he was not only a life of death but was really resurrected from the dead. Although he didn't know how the human soul copied and pasted, he had eaten no less of the sins he should suffer in his body, including high fever, fatigue, anorexia, nausea... Li Xiaoqiang was not able to endure hardships and strong character in these two lives. Amitabha finally survived. The doctors in the Army Hospital pulled Li Xiaoqiang back from the brink of death, and gradually recovered his health. If someone has died once, what else can there be fear?

There is really a little bit, just like ordinary people, who solves the problem of fear of death, so what I face next is fear of suffering. Li Xiaoqiang knew that there was an activity called "Remembering bitterness and thinking of sweetness", which was mainly about eating a rice for remembering bitterness and thinking of sweetness, in order to recall the hard-earned past suffering, thinking about and cherish the hard-earned life of today. This is usually a multi-person activity carried out regularly or irregularly in collective units. The time is generally on commemorative festivals. The choice of meal materials is adapted to local conditions. In the words of the era in which Li Xiaoqiang lived in the previous life, it was quite environmentally friendly, green, healthy and original food. Some were steamed into steamed steamed buns with corn flour, dried potatoes, and sweet potato flour; some were mixed with bran and corn flour and steamed steamed buns; some were made of rotten vegetable leaves, taro flowers, pumpkin flowers, radish taros or simply wild vegetables to cook rice bran.

In those years, the bitter rice was an important ritual. In order to pursue ideological progress, the organizer would even deliberately make this meal to the extent that the pigs would not want to eat. The more difficult it was, the better the performance, and the easier it was to make progress. Before the meal, you should listen to the bitter rice report. When eating, activists should take the lead in demonstrating. But in fact, it is said that even the poor and old farmers who come to be sad and remember the bitter rice did not like that thing. If you have fine flour and steamed buns, who would be willing to find trouble to suffer the consequences?

Li Xiaoqiang did not think so long, and he would not have the opportunity to quickly change his life situation. If he asked his family for special treatment because he was sick, he would not be able to do such a conscience-free thing. Fortunately, the living conditions in the army were relatively stable than in the place, and the family also thought that his health was just right and had no appetite, so he followed the car in the army and his mother cooked and laid two poached eggs for him. Xiaoqiang was unable to adapt for a while, but he was reborn himself, which saved a lot of trouble in identity. It was already evening when the car arrived home, so the neighbors around him did not come to ask questions, which also avoided Li Xiaoqiang's embarrassment. After all, time has passed so long, and many people and things can no longer be remembered. Although they will face it sooner or later, they can be delayed for a while.

After dinner, I was almost ready to go to bed. Li Xiaoqiang remembered that if he bought a TV in his family team, he had to wait a while before the military parade. Of course, he would not sleep so early. The children in the yard always found their own fun at night. The group also had to show one, two or three movies a week. However, it was really a very hard thing to take a bus to the city at this time. Everyone was busy and Li Xiaoqiang was finally discharged from the hospital. He was relieved and became even more tired, so he went to bed early.

Li Xiaoqiang woke up leisurely and found that he was in the classroom in the school, surrounded by classmates taking the college entrance examination. Today is the last English language for the exam. He fell asleep during the exam and was about to hand in the paper, but the paper was still blank. He was so nervous that he was almost demented. The unforgettable fear made him confuse reality, the past and the future. He didn't know that he was a guest in his dream, but soon he realized in a vague way that he had been taking the college entrance examination for many years. No matter whether he was good or not, he would no longer have to be afraid of that thing, so he tore off the test paper.

Li Xiaoqiang transformed into a handsome white horse, galloping on the green grassland, with white clouds in the sky, like white Hada, and the horizon in the distance, the river water is long and long.

Then there were three or five friends, a pot of bad tea, the boss with square head, big ears and glasses brought a pot of crayfish, called two beer, each with one bottle and opened the bottle cap, chatting about gossip about drinking, and some people were singing old songs about love in the distance. The story was filled with wine, and the longer the drinks were drunk, and they had to get up for a while as they drank, so they just looked for it, and just settled it at the foot of the wall.

"Yes, you are the best quality among the newcomers this time." A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring Li Xiaoqiang...

When Li Xiaoqiang woke up from his dream, he was so embarrassed that he was almost collapsed. He was familiar and strange, past and present. He also carried out sufficient psychological construction for rebirth these days, but he did not expect that he would first fail in front of his fragile body. The reborn person relied on the accumulation of information that had exceeded the previous decades and had infinite possibilities for development, but he still couldn't stop him from wetting the bed with infinite shame on the first night of sleeping at home. The bed was wet and urinating a large pool, which looked like a map of a fantasy continent.

Li Xiaoqiang vaguely remembers that he had wet bed when he was a child. Although it was a dark history, he was open-minded. Which hero can boast that he had never wet bed when he was a child? The child's physical development was not mature, and it was not a big deal to wet bed occasionally. Anyway, he was not sensible at that time. Although he was shy, he just for the same thing he had forgotten after turning his back. But for the only reborn person in this plane, the soul in his forties and the body of nine years old, and the ambition to roll up his sleeves before going to bed is indeed necessary to overcome the huge psychological and physical gap. This pool of fresh and smelly water stains are placed in front of him very realistically.

Get up quietly, then clean up the scene, trying to destroy the evidence on the scene. These were not difficult for Li Xiaoqiang, who could have hidden 780,000 yuan in deposits and 1.6 kilograms of commemorative gold coins at home, but no matter for Deputy Chief of Staff Li, who had participated in the fight back or the mother who had been worried about a sick child at home, any movement at home could not escape the attention of the couple. Li Xiaoqiang was stroking in the dark, but he still remembered that his clothes were placed in the drawer of the chest of drawers at home.

After a long struggle, my mother, who was afraid that he would catch a cold, called him first to avoid being shocked. Then she turned on the light and kicked his father. Her father was wearing a military green vest and big shorts, dragging slippers, and helped Li Xiaoqiang find the shorts to change his washing expressionlessly. She then turned out a torn cotton mattress to cover the wet mattress. Finally, she said to Li Xiaoqiang to go to bed early. Li Xiaoqiang stood stupidly, almost collapsing, and kept shouting four words: I want to go home, I want to go home!

It is impossible to go home, let alone Li Xiaoqiang's home! Perhaps the impact was too strong, so when the next day, Li Xiaoqiang completed psychological construction. He chose to obey his own voice, referred to as "Fuxin". In other words, he was timid and accepted his fate!

Actually, there is nothing wrong with being a child, right?

After a simple breakfast, my mother was about to take out the evidence of Li Xiaoqiang's "conspiracy" last night to be exposed. The mattress with cotton tidbits was wet. If it was not sunburned quickly, it would become moldy. Li Xiaoqiang had posted delicious food, beautiful scenery, and beautiful women in his circle of friends that year, but he had never posted such embarrassing things. He could not bear to look at them. He hurriedly told his mother that he wanted to go out to play, then covered his face and left behind, leaving behind his mother's reminder.

The cannon ball occupies a large piece of land, almost a few square kilometers, a small river flows by, tall green trees planted beside the asphalt road, and the open space is lush forests or bushes, and the air is fresh and pleasant.

Li Xiaoqiang began to feel a little happy, and he followed the vague memories in his heart. With the family team, there was a farm, a guard company, and a repair shop on the roadside. I don’t know what it was for, a single dormitory for the officers, and then there was a three-way intersection.

The road to the left is the first battalion, the health team, the second battalion, the playground, the open-air cinema and the auditorium, and then the arsenal and the third battalion. There are positions for practicing artillery and firearms in the distance. At the end is the training ground for practicing grenades. A large sinkhole several acres, which is large enough, deep enough. I dug a simple fortification on the side. When practicing live ammunition, just throw it into the pit. The safety factor is quite high. In addition to the main road, most of the stations also have small paths for people to walk in the shortcuts.

The road to the right is to the headquarters and the guesthouse, and there is a small auditorium for simulated command and command operations. There is a large sand table in it. I sneaked in with the children before. I felt it was mysterious and I couldn't recognize the terrain of the place. Li Xiaoqiang decided to figure it out if he had the chance. A piece of aluminum alloy fighter wing wreckage was thrown in the grass behind the headquarters house, which was blown by the wind and sun. He had never figured out what the hostile forces of this aircraft that was obviously a cannon troop troop was from. The children guessed it was J bandits. Now Li Xiaoqiang probably was from Amerika, because there shouldn't be anti-aircraft guns when he attacked Annan. However, when he secretly supported them to fight with Amerika, he must have shot it.
Chapter completed!