rebirth meet you

It was Friday when he received the news of military training. Lu Xing was preparing for his lunch break in the classroom. At that time, his expression almost twisted again.

I haven't finished my long-distance run the day before yesterday, and my throat still hurts when I inhaled hard today. Why do I have to go to military training again? !There is no complete fascism! !

Lu Xing's homeroom teacher, surnamed Zhang, is a woman in her 30s. She looks very beautiful and elegant in her attire.

Teacher Zhang entered the classroom and clapped his hands with a smile. Seeing that the group of brats were almost quiet, he said, "Students, I believe you all know about military training, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, most of the boys and girls hummed immediately, and Teacher Zhang continued to tap the desk with his fingers: "Quiet and quiet! It is impossible for you not to want military training! Do you want to graduate in the future? This is to remember Go to your file and follow you for the rest of your life!"

Teacher Zhang paused deliberately, and saw the seriousness on the faces of the students, and then returned to his smile: "The school has decided that next week, the students will go to military training, and we will leave school early this afternoon, and everyone will return to the dormitory around four o'clock." Pack up, take your clothes, and ask your parents to help prepare a military bag when you get home. If it doesn’t work, get a big woven bag and pack your own clothes, shoes, quilts, beds, and toiletries! Monday morning [-] Meet at the school playground! Don’t be late! Remember to bring more clothes, it’s easy to rain recently! Can you hear me clearly?”

"Listen clearly..."

Teacher Zhang nodded in satisfaction, picked up the lesson plan and was about to go out. He was walking to the door of the classroom, turned around again and said, "Remember to eat more delicious food when you go back this week, and you will cry in the next week!"

"what……"

Hearing the expected wailing, Teacher Zhang closed the door with a smile on his face and went to class three.

These little bastards!It is necessary to use military training to govern!

……

The first thing Lu Xing did when he came home in the afternoon was to tell Luo Xuejuan that they would go to military training next week. Luo Xuejuan was so anxious that she wandered around like a headless chicken. She kept thinking about what to bring her son to eat. A stubble.

"Son! Is the pickle that Mom brought you delicious?"

Lu Xing was packing his clothes, when he heard that, his heart skipped a beat.But fortunately, he has lived two lifetimes. He turned around very calmly and said, "It's delicious, Zhang Chen and the others love it, and we've finished eating them all!" Dangle in front of you.

When Luo Xuejuan saw it, she squinted her eyes with a smile: "Then tell me, Mom will bring you some more for this military training, okay?"

"No! We will arrange it in the army of other people who go to military training!"

Lu Xing replied with a natural smile, and took out another piece of clothing in his hand for comparison.

Luo Xuejuan thought about it here too. After all, when the child went to military training, the parents would bring a big bottle of pickles. It was embarrassing to say the least, not to mention what if Lu Xing's classmates saw it and they laughed at him, what would they do?

However, this pickle son likes to eat it?

After pondering for a long time, Luo Xuejuan cheerfully said to her son, "Son, clean up first! Mom will cook for you!"

Lu Xing heard this, but before he could respond, Luo Xuejuan turned back and said, "These two days! Mom will feed you the pickles! I will never think about it!"

After finishing speaking, he hummed a ditty and went out to cook, leaving Lu Xing alone in the room: "..."

Sure enough, at night, as soon as Lu Xing came to the dinner table, he saw a large plate of pickles lying quietly beside his rice bowl, and the strong smell was overflowing.

Seeing her son standing there blankly, Luo Xuejuan asked strangely, "OK?"

Embarrassed, Lu Xing slowly sat down on the seat, and his chopsticks began to turn to the left of the pickles.

Seeing this, Luo Xuejuan thought he wasn't paying attention, so she hurriedly reminded, "All right, here are the pickles, eat more, you won't be able to eat them for military training!"

After hearing this, Lu Xing had no choice but to wrap his chopsticks back from the tomatoes and eggs, picked up a chopstick of pickles and stuffed them into his mouth, crunching until they were crispy.

Luo Xuejuan saw it, and patted his rice bowl with a smile: "Eat it with rice, it's time to eat!"

Luo Xuejuan kept picking up food for her son while she was putting rice into her own mouth. Somehow, she remembered when her nose was sore and her eyes turned red when she was a family of three.

Lu Xing was about to secretly push the pickles away, when he suddenly saw Luo Xuejuan's red eyes, he was startled, and quickly asked, "Mom! What's wrong with you! Why did you suddenly..."

Luo Xuejuan shook her head and forced a smile: "It's okay, mom is okay!"

Lu Xing didn't believe it.

Luo Xuejuan had no choice, so she said, "Mom just thinks about our family's previous life."

Lu Xing fell silent after listening.

He had no way to get involved in his previous life, and this is what he is most worried about now.

It is absolutely impossible for Luo Xuejuan to accept any theory of rebirth, but what if she is found out that she is not the same Lu Xing she used to be?Is it possible to pretend to be amnesia?

Please, this is life and not a romance novel!

Lu Xing was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind.He said in a calm voice, "Mom, let the past go."

Luo Xuejuan saw that Lu Xing was hanging his head halfway, and his voice was low, so she realized that her son was sad, and she didn't want to think about it.She immediately changed the subject with a smile and said, "Hey, hey, don't think about it! Son, tell mom how you are doing at school!"

Lu Xing rolled his eyes quietly, and seeing that he had achieved the expected goal, he raised his head and smiled and replied: "Mom, let me tell you, Zhang Chen, he offended a little girl in his class..."

At night, Lu Xing was lying on the bed after taking a shower, holding a photo in his hand.

This photo was found under the mattress, maybe it was from the former Lu Xingzang.

Lu Xing frowned, put one hand under his neck, held up the photo with the other and began to look at it carefully.

There are three people in the photo.

The one on the far left is a fair-skinned, beautiful and gentle woman.

That was what Luo Xuejuan looked like when she was young.

Standing in the middle was a little boy with a silly smile on his chubby little face.

This should be what Lu Xing looked like when he was young.

And standing on the right is a man.

The man only had photos of his lower body, and his upper body was torn off by hand.

He was wearing a brown jacket and khaki suit pants. Because his upper body was torn off, Lu Xing couldn't see his face.

Not surprisingly, this should be Lu Guoqiang, Lu Xing's father.

Lu Xing smiled lightly, turned the photo over, and wrote on the back with a pen: "[-], Spring."

He roughly calculated that the owner of this body was only five years old at that time.

Thinking about it, Lu Xing gradually felt sleepy.

He tucked the photo back under the bed, turned off the light and went to sleep.

who cares!Anyway, he is Lu Xing now!