Chapter 893 Returning to Hometown

When Lu Zhou arrived in Jiangling, it was already late at night. Although he was eager to return home, he thought that the two old people were probably asleep, so he didn't go back directly. Instead, he rested in the urban area of ​​Jiangling for a night, and let Wang Peng drive him back home the next morning.

There was a knock on the door.

With the sound of footsteps getting closer and faster, the door was pushed open.

Looking at the familiar face at the door, Fang Mei's eyes were filled with tears of excitement and joy.

"Son! You are finally back."

"Mom!" Lu Zhou gave his mother a hug and looked at his father coming from the room connected to the balcony. Lu Zhou took a deep breath and said with a slight trembling voice, "Dad, I came back!"

How long has it been since you've been here?

It seems to be three years, it seems to be four years, in short, it is so long that Lu Zhou can't remember clearly.

Looking at his son standing at the door, Lu Bangguo smiled and nodded, "It's good to come back, you're not tired on the road, come in and sit down... Who is this?"

Lu Zhou moved half a step away, and introduced with a smile: "Wang Peng, my driver, you should have seen him."

"Oh, I remembered, look at my memory, it turned out to be Xiao Wang..." Lu Bangguo smiled, and said enthusiastically, "Stop talking at the door, come in and sit down."

Taking the two of them into the living room, Lu Bangguo politely brought cups and teapots.

If it's just a son, you don't need to be so polite, but after all, there is still a guest here. Although Wang Peng repeatedly stated that it would be fine to treat him as if he didn't exist, but with such a large living person there, it is impossible to really leave him alone.

"The family has changed a lot..."

Taking a sip of the hot tea made by his father, looking at the renovated house, Lu Zhou said with some emotion.

The TV was replaced with a 48-inch large screen, and the wall clock hanging on the door frame was also replaced with a new one and moved to another wall.

Maybe life is better, or maybe it's too busy on weekdays. The net bag of the anti-theft net on the window sill is full of small pots with flowers and plants. Lu Zhou even saw a few onion seedlings and garlic leaves.

In his field of vision, many places no longer match the appearance in his memory.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is the familiar taste of home.

Fang Mei smiled and said: "You and Xiaotong are not here, and your father likes to make troubles, so he and I worked together to renovate the house. Although many furniture and decorations have been changed, I am thinking about when you will I will come back, but I didn’t let you and Xiaotong’s room be touched.”

"Really?" Lu Zhou said with a smile, "That's great, I'm still thinking about it when I come back this time, looking at the old things and thinking about it."

Looking at Wang Peng who was sitting stiffly on the sofa, Lu Bangguo said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, why don't you stay for dinner, I just happen to go buy a fish later."

"No need," Wang Peng waved his hand politely and said, "I still have to do something, so I won't disturb your family reunion."

"What else do you need?"

Wang Peng coughed lightly and said, "After I have delivered you safely, I still have to register... There are other things."

Lu Zhou didn't ask anything in detail, so he nodded.

"That's fine, I'll go out from you."

When he came out of Lu Zhou's house, Wang Peng raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Noticing this movement, Lu Zhou couldn't help but asked in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Wang Peng shook his head. "It's just... a bit sad. As a national treasure-level scholar, you have paid too much for science and this country."

This tall man, who looked like he had experienced some hardships, had a choked voice at this moment.

Hearing such a speech, Lu Zhou didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"..."

In fact, he originally wanted to say "You don't have to think so, at least I'm enjoying it myself", but seeing how moved this guy is, he couldn't say that.

If you misunderstand, just misunderstand, anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat.

Changing the topic, Lu Zhou said casually, "Are you looking for a place to live these few days? I will reimburse you for the accommodation..."

Wang Peng: "No, I'll just live in a nearby guest house."

Lu Zhou shook his head: "That's okay, you don't have to be polite with me, the accommodation fee is only how much, you have raised your spirit, and I can rest assured when I take the car."

Wang Peng coughed lightly: "You have misunderstood the hostel... Actually, the conditions there are quite good. It seems that we are traveling on official business, and all three meals are reimbursed, so you don't have to worry about that."

And the most important thing is that, given the nature of their work, it is not convenient to live in a hotel with mixed people. Compared with Lu Zhou who only considers comfort when staying in a hotel, he still has to consider many factors such as safety, confidentiality, and ease of work...

Hearing this, Lu Zhou stopped persuading and let him go.

...

Watching the black red flag disappear at the intersection of the community, Lu Zhou turned and returned home.

My mother has already started preparing lunch, and my father went out to buy fish. Although he wanted to help in the kitchen, he was still kicked out by my mother on the grounds of not making trouble.

Bored and helpless, Lu Zhou went to his room with his computer bag.

Although he had made a decision not to work for three days, he didn't seem to have anything else to do besides work at the moment.

Sure enough, he is a restless person.

He took out the notebook from the computer bag and opened it, and put it on the old but still clean desk. Looking at everything around him, Lu Zhou couldn't help feeling a long-lost nostalgia in his heart.

As Mom said, nothing has changed here.

What he looked like when he left, and what he looked like when he came back, the only difference was that the spotless desk was obviously cleaned frequently.

On a whim, Lu Zhou picked up the photo frame on the corner of the table.

It contained his high school graduation photo.

There are his buddies, his deskmates, his teachers, and even the girls he has liked or been liked in a ignorant way...and of course himself.

Looking at the young boy in the photo, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a smile.

Although I was a little ignorant and confused about the future at that time, the carefree happiness seems to be quite memorable.

But on the road to truth, something has to be lost.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Zhou put the photo aside, calmed down, and looked at the computer on the table again.

"Get this done before lunch starts."

After whispering to himself, Lu Zhou moved his hands on the keyboard.

[Suggestions on the improvement measures of Jiangcheng Carbon-based Semiconductor Industrial Park (first draft)]

After typing the title, Lu Zhou lightly tapped the table with his index finger. After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he wrote down his suggestions for improving the carbon-based semiconductor industrial park one by one.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and I quickly wrote 5 pages of eloquence.

After checking that there were no omissions, Lu Zhou opened the mailbox and sent the completed reports to the senior sister and the Science and Industry Bureau respectively, then leaned back on the chair and let out a long sigh.

"It should be fine."

However, just as he was about to get up, turn off the computer, and go for a walk outside, an unread email flew into his mailbox.

Subconsciously opened the mail, Lu Zhou looked at the sender's location, it was an unfamiliar name.

Paul Robin Krugman... Remarks Princeton Economics Department?

After staring at the name for a while, Lu Zhou gradually frowned.

emmmmm...

who is it?