those years of rebirth

"Cough cough cough..."

There was a stabbing pain in his chest, and his throat was sour and sweet. Wang Hengxiao opened his eyes and coughed violently, and stretched out his palm to cover the corner of his mouth.He didn't know how long he hadn't been sick. It seemed that he had never been sick when he started practicing health-preserving boxing techniques and Chinese martial arts after his illness when he was a child. Then he studied Chinese medicine when he was in college, and he knew his body well. Impossible to be sick.

Wang Hengxiao even joked with his classmates that he might not get sick until he died, but would only die because of aging body functions.

But now, Wang Hengxiao knew that he was sick. His chest felt tight and tingling, as if it came from the lungs. This kind of illness cannot happen overnight.

Sudden……

Wang Hengxiao was stunned, his eyes widened, he stretched out his arms, and stretched out a pair of tender white hands in front of his eyes, looking carefully, he kept repeating in his heart: Are these my hands?

It was clearly the hand of a child.

"Children..."

There was an old and powerful sound from outside, and then a wooden door was pushed back with a creaking sound, and a thin figure walked in.

Wang Hengxiao stared wide-eyed at the person who walked in.

This person was so familiar, much younger than he had imagined.This is his grandfather... I vaguely remember such a face in my memory, but I have never seen it since I was six years old. I only saw it occasionally in photos brought back by relatives, but I can also see that the years make people grow old. .

"Ha'er still coughing?"

Grandpa sat on the edge of the bed, stroked Wang Hengxiao's forehead, and asked softly.

Instinctively, Wang Hengxiao shook his head, but he didn't speak, his eyes were wide open, just looking at grandpa.

"Then this medicine still has some effect. I'll ask your grandma to make you another bowl, and I'll drink it again after Ha'er..."

Grandpa talked about flowers, got up and walked out, and shouted towards the door: "His grandma, boil the medicine prescribed by that lame Liu again, and the baby will feel comfortable after drinking it..."

"I want..."

Grandma's voice could be vaguely heard, and then there was some movement from the kitchen. It seemed that grandma was lighting a fire to boil medicine.

Wang Hengxiao didn't speak all the time, watching his grandpa and grandma busy making medicine for him... Turning his head and looking at the room he was in again: the light was dim, but he could still see that the room was very old, with a few polished lights bamboo chairs, a dark wooden table, two old wooden cabinets, a few paintings hanging on the walls, including Grandpa Mao and Grandpa Zhu... A few straws protruded from the beams of the house... This is my hometown in Sichuan ...

This is my grandmother's home in Sichuan!

Wang Hengxiao determined where he was, and he returned to the year when he was six years old.

"Is this the rebirth of those novelists' fantasies on the Internet?"

Even in his dreams, Wang Hengxiao would never have imagined that such a thing would happen to him.But now it really happened. I returned from 28 years old to six years old, and returned to the year when I was sick in my hometown of Sichuan when I was a child.

Resisting the coughing feeling in her throat, Wang Hengxiao sat up with her weak body, took a few deep breaths, and calmed herself down.In the previous life, Wang Hengxiao's life was changed because of a serious illness when he was a child. He originally wanted to go to school in his hometown, but he returned to Xinjiang to go to school because of illness. This is a huge change.At the same time, Wang Hengxiao also developed a great interest in health preservation and medicine, and was admitted to a medical school to study Chinese medicine.

Almost changed the trajectory of his life.

"I remember that when I was a child, I got lung disease. I was sick for half a year, and then I slowly controlled the disease. This year, my father came back to my hometown to take me back to Xinjiang... After that... I never went back to my hometown... I never saw it Grandpa and grandma..."

Wang Hengxiao recalled his childhood experience. The experience in his hometown was very simple. He went to school for two months, and then fell ill for nearly half a year, spending the whole time in injections and taking medicine.

But here, Wang Hengxiao also met his first master, or the first teacher who led him into the field of medical skills.

I was very young at that time, but I remember very clearly the things that had a profound impact on me.

For example, the first time I went to school to fight with Tan Erwa, and beat that kid into the mud, when the aunt of the Tan family brought Tan Erwa to find my grandfather's house, and left after making a fuss for a while, my grandfather didn't scold me, just said Don't suffer at school.

And Teacher Li at the school takes good care of himself.

There is a big pear tree in front of my grandfather's house...

There is a wild goose pond not far from my grandfather's house, and there are many eels in it.

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There are many complicated memories, but the one I remember most clearly is the pain during the period of illness, and a master Li I met later who lived on the mountain behind my grandfather's house. It is said that his name is Li Gongquan. Seeing that Wang Hengxiao was weak and sick, I taught him Several sets of health-preserving boxing methods were given, and a book was given about acupuncture and moxibustion.

"It's August now, and in two months my father will come back and take me back to Xinjiang."

Wang Hengxiao went to Xinjiang with his parents when he was two years old, and went back to his hometown to go to school when he was four and a half years old. He fell ill within half a year after going to school, and his condition has gradually improved until now.

In my memory, when I returned to Xinjiang, I kept using traditional Chinese medicine. I didn't fully recover until I was about ten years old, and it was then that I stopped taking the medicine.

Put on your own small clothes, even in August, the sick body still needs to wear two thick clothes.Climbing out of bed and walking a few steps, Wang Hengxiao couldn't help but smile wryly. Now he feels especially clearly that his body is really weak now.When I walked to the door, I had to take a breath after a dozen steps.

Grandpa sat in the middle of the yard splitting bamboo and making strips. There were a few backs beside him, and two of them were unfinished.Green smoke wafted from the kitchen over there, and grandma was making medicine for herself.

Grandpa's house is facing north, facing mountains and facing water.

There is a small river in front of the house. The small river used to be a paddy field, and now you can still see people busy in the paddy field.Surrounded by lush greenery.

This is a place surrounded by mountains on three sides. There are people living at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside, and there is still some cooking smoke floating on the opposite mountain.

"call…………"

Wang Hengxiao took a deep breath, which was very refreshing.

"I really went back to when I was six years old..."

"I can change a lot, and I can make myself no longer have those regrets..."

"I can make my parents live better..."

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All of a sudden, many memories flooded into Wang Hengxiao's mind. Those people who he thought he had forgotten, those regrets, are now extraordinarily clear and profound.

It turns out that I have never forgotten it all this time, I just keep telling myself that I have forgotten it!

"You got the door out?"

The grandfather who split the bamboo slivers saw Wang Hengxiao standing at the door, put down the hatchet and bamboo in a hurry and came over: "It's windy outside, you just took the medicine and you are a little loose, don't come out and blow it." wind……"

Listening to his grandfather's authentic Sichuan dialect, Wang Hengxiao felt so at ease in his heart, and said in an immature voice: "Master Wei...I'm fine, I'm very bored, just come out to get some fresh air and sit for a while. "

Grandpa came over, and instead of driving Wang Hengxiao back to the bed in the house, he tightened his clothes and said in a low voice: "Well, when Ha'er your mother-in-law's medicine is ready, you can go to sleep after eating. "

Wang Hengxiao nodded honestly: "Well... I know."

My nickname is Biwa, which in Sichuan dialect means ugly and ugly.My nickname means ugly baby.

According to my father, Wang Hengxiao used to have an older brother who died of illness when he was two years old.Later, when Wang Hengxiao was born, my parents were afraid that there would be another accident. According to the saying in my hometown, the more ugly the name is, the easier it is to raise.So the nickname was given such a name.

In Wang Hengxiao's memory, until the age of 17 when he was in high school, his parents and relatives were still called by nicknames.

Fortunately, local people in Xinjiang do not understand the meaning of this nickname.

Wang Hengxiao was sitting on the small bench in front of the door, watching his grandfather concentrate on weaving the back with bamboo strips, and looking at himself from time to time.Slowly adjust your breathing, according to the most effective breathing method for health preservation that you have sorted out in your previous life, exhale nine times and inhale nine times to adjust your internal organs.

After a while, grandma made the medicine and brought it to Wang Hengxiao. Grandma was as kind as she remembered, with many wrinkles on her face. Seeing her full of love and pity, she spoke softly: "Baby, hurry up and take your medicine... I'll give you a piece of candy after taking the medicine."

Wang Hengxiao resisted the tears in his eyes, took the bowl and drank the boiled pitch black with a soft promise, and the smell of herbs came to his nostrils.Grandma thought that Wang Hengxiao didn't want to take the medicine, so she cried because she was afraid of the pain of the medicine. Seeing that the medicine was finished, she hurriedly peeled off a fruit candy she had prepared in her hand, and stuffed the candy into Wang Hengxiao's mouth.

Wang Hengxiao sniffled, and opened his mouth to take the candy that his grandmother handed over to him.

"Wait until this person sits down, he will definitely fall asleep..."

Wang Hengxiao nodded slightly.

After dinner in the evening, Wang Hengxiao went to bed very obediently. At this time, there was no electricity in Grandpa’s house, and only kerosene lamps were lit at night. I vaguely remembered that electricity would be turned on next year. Xinjiang.

This place belongs to the southwest of Sichuan. It is remote and closed. It is the hometown of Grandpa Zhu, the famous founding general. Wang Hengxiao remembers that there is a huge bronze statue of Grandpa Zhu in the county.Dad often brags about the past of the Wang family to himself. It is said that Grandpa Wang Hengxiao's grandfather and Grandpa Zhu at that time were classmates, and they went out to study together from here.But Grandpa Zhu started a revolution, and his grandparents followed the Kuomintang. At that time, it seemed that they were still powerful figures in Sichuan. When the Great Revolution failed, their grandparents even helped Grandpa Zhu escape.

At that time, the Wang family was also the largest landowner within a radius of several hundred miles, and the scenery was the same for a while.

After liberation and the founding of New China, the Wang family fell into great misfortune here. It is said that the ancestor committed suicide.Grandpa Zhu came to visit at that time, and he took great care of the younger generation of the Wang family, supporting a direct line of the Wang family.

Then it was a special period, and Wang Hengxiao clearly remembered that his father mentioned more than once that his father, that is, Wang Hengxiao's grandfather, died in a special period.The ancestors of the Wang family were the largest landlords with a radius of hundreds of miles. This fact is well known by everyone around. It was revealed during special times. Wang Hengxiao’s grandfather was dragged to criticize every day, and his father and two uncles were also reviled. In the end, my grandfather passed away, and my grandmother raised my father and three brothers alone.

It is said that those members of the Wang family who followed Grandpa Zhu back then came to help, so grandma and father and three brothers were not killed.When Wang Hengxiao heard about these things, she was still very young, and she listened to them as stories.

It was strange to be reborn at this time, and it happened to be during this time in my hometown, so I couldn't help but think about it.