"Rebirth in 1980: the Redemption of the Army Wife"

On New Year's Eve in 1999, 58-year-old Lin Qiu Shuang huddled under the bridge and breathed her last. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the wedding night with my military husband Lu Huaiyuan in 1983. The mottled words "Happiness" reflected the kerosene lamp, and the good-natured laughter of the soldiers came from outside the house. The man whose forehead she once smashed with an enamel cup was standing awkwardly by the door. Memories of past lives come flooding back. As a pillar of the art troupe, she was unwilling to marry the commander of the border guard battalion she had never met. She deliberately sprained her ankle during the art performance to avoid joining the army. During the three years she stayed in the family home, she was seduced by the sweet words of Xu Minghui, the son of the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, but was resold into the mountains on the night of her elopement. And that taciturn soldier went through three provinces and sixteen counties despite being punished, and when he found her, only half of her limbs were eaten by wild dogs. "Would you like some water?" Lu Huaiyuan's voice awakened his memory. Lin Qiu Shuang looked at the second button of his military uniform - she had never noticed it in her previous life. There was an old wound penetrated by Vietnamese army shrapnel hidden underneath. When the man subconsciously took half a step back, she suddenly grabbed his calloused hand and said, "I'll go with you to the southwest station." On the green train bound for the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, Lin Qiu Shuang opened the notebook she carried with her. The yellowed pages record important events in the next twenty years: the severe crackdown in 1983, the two-mountain battle in 1984, the million-million-dollar disarmament in 1985... And the news she saw in a scrap newspaper before her death that Lu Huaiyuan, chief of staff of a certain group army, was posthumously awarded first-class merit. The moonlight at the border illuminated the bullet casings all over the ground. When Lin Qiu Shuang helped bandage the wounded at the field hospital, she discovered that she could foresee the risk of infection for the wounded. The experience of being forced to go to multiple illegal clinics in her previous life actually left her with no knowledge of trauma care. When she stopped the little soldier who was about to have his leg amputated at the door of the operating room and used local methods to prevent gas gangrene, she didn't notice a pair of eyes following him in the dark. In the courtyard of the military family, she saw through Xu Minghui's approach disguised as a buyer in advance and hit him on the head with an enamel washbasin, causing blood to flow. Turning around, he ran into Lu Huaiyuan, who was covered in gunpowder smoke. The man's Adam's apple was rolling: "I heard that you are looking for information on the border guards who joined the army in 1983?" He took off his tie and put it in her palm. "The wedding report said the military registration number, but you can remember that my blood type is type O RH negative." The enemy agents who raided on a rainy night would not know that a woman had already planted a homemade trip alarm next to the boundary marker. When Lin Qiu Shuang blocked the stray bullet fired at her husband with her body, the gears of fate that had been misplaced in her previous life finally clicked back into place. The last scene before coma was Lu Huaiyuan's scarlet eyes and the sky full of flares, which was very similar to the wedding candle on the night of her rebirth. Purpose: Rebirth and live a good life