I Was Reborn as a Cow and Horse in Changzhi

The wind in the southeast of Shanxi always carries the unique roughness and heat of the Taihang Mountains. Summer, 2008. Changzhi, Shanxi, suburbs and construction sites in the east of the city. The sky is full of cement dust mixed with loess, baked hot by the noon sun. The complex smell of rust, asphalt and sweat floats in the air. The noisy cicadas come in waves from the poplar forest outside the construction site. Together with the crisp sound of the steel pipes on the scaffolding, the dull roar of the mixer, and the shouts of the workers, they form the most authentic background of this hot land. Lin Qiang opened his eyes violently and gasped violently. His chest seemed to have been repeatedly crushed by a heavy hammer. Bone-piercing fatigue and bone-deep pain instantly swept through his limbs and bones. Not in sight