When he opened his eyes suddenly, Lu Weimin only felt that the heart in his chest was thumping as if he had experienced a violent exercise, and the blood pumped out of his heart quickly flowed to every part of his body, cold sweat was dripping on his back, but his limbs were a little cold.

He struggled to control his wandering consciousness.

Where is this?

The gaze finally fixed on the old ceiling, where an incandescent light bulb hung alone in the middle of the ceiling.

This kind of ceiling without a suspended ceiling seems very familiar, but it has been absent for too long, the old-fashioned Soviet-style red brick old buildings, and the dormitories in the 195 factory are not all in this style?

How did you end up here, did you say that the car accident didn't hurt you?

Impossible, the blood foam gushing out of the corners of Ye Man's mouth at that time and the blood clot that he spit out later, as well as the shattering of his chest and ribs, even now he can clearly feel it, and the confusion is only a few seconds later, and he can't remember it anymore.

Lu Weimin groaned, subconsciously rubbed his swollen temples, only to feel that his head was a little dizzy, and his thinking wanted to be stagnant, as if he had been asleep for a long time, and he was a little wooden.

He always felt that something was not quite right, but he couldn't say it, and suddenly he noticed that his hands seemed to change a little.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at his palm, how could it be so even and full, and then looked at his arm, bent up, and the developed biceps actually appeared, Lu Weimin was stunned.

What's going on? biceps? how many years has this thing been gone from itself? it should have been at least a decade.

He subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, which was flat and elastic, and the lumpy muscles were faintly visible, and the fat formed by years of drinking and eating and living on the mahjong table disappeared without a trace.

Lu Weimin was shocked, what happened, could it be that he was in a car accident and went to the hospital, so that his whole body also changed so much?

Snorted and sat up, Lu Weimin looked around and found that he was not wearing the Pleish shirt he was used to, but an old undershirt with a simple round neck, what was going on?

The faint aroma of stir-fried tempeh with green peppers lingers in my nose, and it's been a long time since I've smelled such a familiar smell.

Since his mother died three years ago, Lu Weimin has never smelled such a fragrance, and the second sister can also make tempeh, but it is even worse than his mother's level, and Lu Weimin has never forgotten the tempeh made by his mother.

What's wrong today, is it a hallucination? The hallucination caused by the car accident that he was too seriously injured, unlike ah, Lu Weimin pinched the biceps of his left arm with his right hand, and a sharp pain came, making him realize that this was not an illusion, but a real reality.

Adapting to the indoor light, Lu Weimin worked hard to observe the surroundings.

That's right, it was all so familiar, he had lived in this room for three years.

In the three years of high school before going to college, he spent the night in this bed, and the somewhat old crewneck undershirt on his body was not used by himself to pick up his father's used undershirt as pajamas?

The mouth was a little bitter, this was a manifestation of Tousu drinking too much wine, Lu Weimin subconsciously turned over and went to the ground, walked barefoot to the edge of the square table, picked up the huge tea cup, and poured most of the cup of herbal tea in one go.

At this time, his mind seemed to be smart, but Lu Weimin still didn't react to what was happening.

The French plane trees outside the window cover the road in the living area, and they are screaming desperately, several retired women are talking under the trees, and a somewhat familiar thin figure is riding a bicycle past the window, who is that?

Lu Weimin reminisced hard, and suddenly remembered, isn't this Teacher Mo?

I was a homeroom teacher in high school.

I used to have a bad English foundation when I was in junior high school in my hometown of Nantan, but I realized the gap when I came to high school in 195 Factory, and the homeroom teacher was quite good to me and gave me a lot of help, so that my English level quickly caught up in the three years of high school, and also made great contributions to my college entrance examination and admission to Lingnan University.

Teacher Mo: How many years have I not seen him? Eight years or ten years? I remember that I seemed to have met him when I was the director of the Dilongtai County Education Bureau, attending a meeting of the city's education system, and he was about to retire at that time, so why did he seem to be much younger today than the last time I saw him?

As if he suddenly thought of something, Lu Weimin looked around in shock, yes, isn't this his original home?

But...... , Lu Weimin's eyes fell on the essentially rough desk calendar on the wall, and a page had just been torn off.

Sunday, July 8, 1990! A few clear red characters came into view on the crudely printed desk calendar.

It was my father's habit to get up every morning to tear off a page of the desk calendar and write down what to do on today's desk calendar.

This habit has also been influencing me, although I have not developed the habit of writing a diary, but I have also learned my father to write down the things that must be done every day according to the importance of the degree, as far as possible no more than three things a day, it is said that this is the most efficient way to work, and this habit has been with me for more than 20 years, but what is going on?

Twenty-one years ago will be displayed on the weishenme calendar?!

Lu Weimin can not believe his eyes, or he can not believe his consciousness, but he can't help but believe his feelings, the sense of ease and indescribable familiarity all over his body.

Lu Weimin sat on the bed in a daze, immersed in this strange atmosphere, he didn't dare to go out of the door, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it, whether he was overjoyed, or at a loss, or empty joy, he really didn't know what kind of feeling he would have.

Just when Lu Weimin's hesitation and no two emotions were intertwined to control his mind, there was a sound of broken footsteps outside the door, such familiar footsteps could only exist in memory, he was a little incredulous.

With a creak, the door was opened, and the familiar figure of the mother appeared at the door, with a handful of shallots and celery in the vegetable basket in her hand, and a piece of pork belly, "Sanzi, wake up? Who did you drink so much wine with last night? The body is its own, you don't think it when you're young, but you will know it when you're old, drink more water!"

"Mom, it's okay, just this time, I'm fine. Lu Weimin's voice was a little low, and when he saw his mother's concerned eyes, a stream of heat surged from his chest, making the corners of his eyes a little moist.

The mother sighed softly and put down the vegetable basket in her hand, "Third son, I know you feel uncomfortable, seeing you like this, your father didn't sleep well last night, and went out early this morning, we only have so much ability in the family, your father can't put that face down, don't blame your father." ”

Lu Weimin took a deep breath, and on July 7, 1990, the 53rd anniversary of the Lugou Bridge Incident, he remembered it quite deeply.

It was not because that day was the 53rd anniversary of the Lugou Bridge Incident, but because the news that he was assigned back to his hometown Nantan had been confirmed.

Half a month ago, the Party Committee of Factory 195 rejected the original opinion that he agreed to enter the factory, and only accepted the children of double workers, and he was a child of half of the household, and his household registration was not in the factory, so he was rejected on the grounds that this precedent could not be broken.

Many previous efforts have been in vain, and hopes have been lost.

And because of this, I had to go back to my hometown, Nantan County, Liyang Prefecture, where my household registration is located, and because I didn't have time to do any work before, I was assigned to the most remote Dongpi Township.