Reinventing Life

Untitled Episode

What kind of feeling was it to come back from the dead?

Even as the person involved, Lu Heng had difficulty using any words to depict his feelings at this moment.

At his father's urging, Lu Heng, who had come back to his senses, silently put on his clothes and walked to the courtyard to fetch water to wash. The dryness and tightness of his face after washing it with soap and the poor quality toothpaste filled with a strange smell made him a little uncomfortable, yet the cold, clear scent that filled the air revitalized Lu Heng.

It was real, the scent of being alive.

Young body, because of years of running and hunting in the mountains and exercise out of the smooth lines, compared to the bamboo pole figure of the same age, limbs well-proportioned and slender Lu Heng is like a wild free-range small cheetah, reflected in the clear water of the youthful eyebrows and healthy skin color can not help but make Lu Heng tsk tsk tsk. Until his back was pushed and shoved twice, Lu Zhenjun impatiently urged, "Wash your face and help your mom clean up, what's the point of dawdling?"

Lu Heng subconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, reached out and dragged over the old towel on the side of the basin to wipe his face, the hard fiber touch finally let a person feel a hint of reality.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Heng smoothly threw the sewage from the basin outside the yard. Returning to the house, he folded up the bedding spread out on the kang and put it on the kang cabinet. The lighting in the low-slung earthen cottage was a bit dim, and the furniture was old in color, with some of the edges and corners having lost their paint, but it had been polished by the lady of the house. On the window sill there was an empty canning jar with half a bottle of water in it, and a few small daisies picked from the back of the mountain were stuck in it, adding a touch of color to the room with their yellowish tenderness.

The bedding was neatly folded and piled up on the kang cabinet, and on the wall there was a newspaper with a picture of the singer Meng Rujun, as well as two brushstrokes written by Grandpa, which were mounted in glass frames and hung on the wall. Lu Heng sat on the edge of the kang and looked around, feeling that the dusty memories seemed to have been turned backward in time and emerged bit by bit.

This feeling is exceptionally novel.

Until Lu Zhenjun shouted impatiently outside again, Lu Heng jumped off the ground as if waking up from a dream and walked out of the hall dizzily.

A family of four had already sat around the courtyard under the old elm tree and started to eat breakfast. As the head of the family, Lu Zhenjun sat in the first place, Shen Yunjuan stood beside the table to give everyone food and vegetables, sixteen-year-old Lu's eldest son, Lu Zhi, carrying a plate of turnips and pickles and a plate of salted duck eggs from the house. The seven-year-old sister Lu Miao tugged at the hem of Lu Heng's coat, who had just walked over, and wouldn't let go.

Since hearing the news that her brother would leave her to go to the city, the little girl, who has always been on good terms with Lu Heng, has been crying non-stop. Cried for a few days in a row, how to persuade can not persuade, and now the voice are crying mute, sandy voice with the kitten as poor. Lu Heng held his sister in his arms, reached out and touched the pigtails on his sister's head, and coaxed in a warm voice, "Miao Miao don't cry, when brother comes back, he will bring you delicious food."

Lu Heng's words made Lu Zhenjun feel less comfortable and emphasized in a muffled voice, "Don't just ask for other people's things when you go to the city, it's not good."

Shen Yunjuan glared at Lu Zhenjun and complained, "You still don't know what kind of child our family is, don't nag, let's eat!"

The Lu family's family rule has always been not to criticize children at the dinner table.

Lu Zhenjun touched his head and kept quiet. After thinking for a while, he still muttered a few sentences vaguely. Shen Yunjuan did not care about him, using chopsticks to knock on the edge of the bowl, Lu Zhenjun immediately silenced, only lowered his head and drank rice porridge.

Breakfast is millet porridge, and steamed golden corn and mung bean noodle dumplings. The oily salted duck eggs were cut up and placed on a plate. Each person's bowl also soaked a white hard-boiled egg. The eggs are all laid by home-raised hens, eating all the family's food, the yolks are red, red, fragrant. A chopstick will egg clip into two halves, white egg white and red egg yolk soaked in golden yellow with a layer of paste millet porridge, halo out nice color.

Lu Heng smiled as he pinched the egg in the bowl to his little sister Lu Miao, secretly winking as he watched her look over in surprise.

Lu's mother frowned and said, "Why don't you eat eggs?"

Lu Heng smiled and said, "We're going to ride in the car later, I'm afraid I'll get carsick if I eat too much."

Lu mom shook her head in amusement and pointed at Lu Heng, "You just spoil her."

Lu Heng laughed, and took half a duck egg, the tip of the chopsticks poked down, picking out a piece of duck egg yolk the size of the tip of the chopsticks, was squeezed out of the duck egg oil dripped all over his hands, Lu Heng subconsciously looking for a napkin, was Lu father said, "Wipe what to wipe, licked it directly is not enough."

Lu Heng slightly stunned, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his fingers, probably too long have not done this kind of action, a little embarrassed.

Father Lu looked at Lu Heng with red ears and frowned: "Why is this child so weird this morning?"

Lu Heng smiled and didn't say anything, lowered his head and drank three bowls of millet porridge and ate a salted duck egg. It had been a long time since he had eaten such a pure and natural hometown meal, and his stomach was slightly propped up.

The family's big contributor, the reedy chicken, was wandering around in the yard, grubbing for food. Seemingly sensing Lu Heng's attention, the big reeds cooed twice and walked towards the direction of the dinner table. It rubbed its shiny wings against Lu Heng's pants leg and foot. Majestically, it was so godly that it couldn't be bothered.

Lu Heng subconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth and bent down to touch the feathers of the big reed flower.

After breakfast, the village folks all came over to give Lu Heng a farewell. A bunch of people stood in a huge pile of Lu's not big yard, chattering and talking far away from the village to the mouth of the child to go. Has been chatting to the morning six or seven o'clock, the program team of people carrying a camera into the home of Lu Heng.

Because the program had already filmed some scenes of Lu Heng helping his parents with farm work at home and studying at school, the program team was very familiar with the villagers. After entering the yard, they talked and laughed, and even teased Lu Miao, asking her if she was happy that her brother had gone to the city. The little girl was crying again, and the elder brother Lu Zhuo hurriedly took her sister into his arms and coaxed her, while Shen Yunjuan urged Lu Heng in a low voice to go into the house to get the luggage and followed the program team to leave together.

Those classmates at school who couldn't even remember their faces also rushed over to see them off.

After many years, Lu Heng no longer had much of an impression of these classmates, it was just that the feeling of being cared for and thought about was too good to be true, Lu Heng earnestly thanked everyone and waved goodbye to everyone. He waved goodbye to everyone and then got into the van prepared by the program team.

The car ran bumpily on the yellow dirt road, it had just rained, the road was muddy, and the car shook a lot. But in the clear sky after the rain, there was a big rainbow hanging in the sky.

Bright morning light through the glass window pouring in, the teenager covered in a layer of dazzling halo, through the high-definition camera, can clearly see Lu Heng's long eyelashes are a pair of black and white eyes, those eyes are now looking at the sky after the rain, looking at the distant mountains, looking at the rainbow hanging high, the eyes flow when there are two fountains of laughter such as the spring water reflected in the sunlight, so that people see, but also will unconsciously Followed by a smile.

Sitting in the van, the cameraman and the choreographers looked at each other, the sensitivity of being a member of the circle made them vaguely aware of a certain talent hidden in Lu Heng's body.

This feeling became clearer and clearer when the crowd arrived at the train station, when the cameraman brother carried the camera behind Lu Heng and slowly walked into the crowd.

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More than ten years ago, J City was still a backward and impoverished small place, without the ability to build an airfield, even the trains coming and going in the train station were green. After driving up and clanking, people sitting in which also followed the left and right swaying. Outside the window are all kinds of references flying backwards, you sit in the carriage and look out the window, thinking that you are looking at the scenery, but in fact, there is nothing to see.

If you stare for too long, you feel dizzy, and then you close your eyes as if your whole body is spinning.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, people were coming and going at the train station, and announcements of various trains arriving or about to leave were playing on the radio. Lu Heng sat in the waiting room with his school bag in his arms, and because he didn't have a cell phone, he could only look around at the pedestrians coming and going to pass the time.

In the hustle and bustle of the train station, there are men and women, old and young, some are well-dressed and some are poor and ragged, Lu Heng is in the middle of it, and should be the most ordinary member of the crowd, but when the camera swept over him, the whole picture became unusually textured at that moment.

This kind of clear visual impact is once again presented in front of our eyes, so that people can't help but marvel.

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Lu Heng didn't know about the camera elder brother's marvel, he was bored observing the tourists coming and going around him, writing character biographies for everyone who came into sight.

A fifty-something years old wearing worn out uniforms on the shoulder is still carrying a woven bag old man, he should be an old father, to take the train to some big city, to visit his son who will soon graduate from college and stay in a company to work in the shoulder of a broken sack is loaded with a long time to save up the local specialties, it is to give gifts to his son with ...... a group of people. Seventeen or eighteen year old students sitting on a trolley case with their backpacks kan dashan ...... Two twenty-six or twenty-seven year old men and women wearing couples ...... A woman in an embroidered cotton jacket holding a child in a hurry ... ...

Probably the child in the woman's arms was crying too much. Lu Heng's gaze, which had swept past carelessly, subconsciously fell back to the woman's body.

The woman looked to be in her thirties, her skin was dark and rough, and she looked loyal and honest, her identity should be a mom. A single woman holding a child from the waiting hall inside the rush out, no baggage, perhaps with her husband quarrel, her hand dead on the back of the child's neck, the child's face firmly covered in the chest, but still can hear the child's cries, about too tightly covered, the child struggled, the woman almost couldn't hold, she let off steam and patted the child's back hard! ......

Lu Heng actually quite like children, see that woman's action, subconsciously frowned.

His clear eyes couldn't help but fall on the woman's face. The woman seemed to notice Lu Heng's survey, unconsciously looked over, the two people's eyes docked in the air, the woman saw Lu Heng behind the people who also carried the camera, immediately exuded nervousness, holding the child with the fastest speed to run away.

The difference between the two did not go unnoticed by bystanders.

The radio announcer once again announced the number of trains that were about to be ticketed for departure, and then played a pop song. The melodious and slow intro sounded leisurely, a classic old song by Zhang Tian Wang, as a super popular evergreen in the entertainment industry, even after more than a decade, Tian Wang's figure was always active on the big screen. Lu Heng remembered that just before he died, the Heavenly King had made a movie based on a*******n, which was said to be based on a real case. It was a box office success, and Heavenly King Zhang was also named a movie star for his role as the male lead -

In a flash of lightning, Lu Heng suddenly remembered something. He violently turned his head to stare dead on in the direction the woman had left, finally remembering why he felt that woman's face was familiar.

The members of the program team who were sitting in the waiting room while resting and chatting only felt a gust of wind blowing past their eyes, and Lu Heng, who had been sitting quietly next to them, had already scurried away with only a back shadow.

The cameraman who had just sat down to take a break was dumbfounded and immediately raised his camera to follow him.