Chapter 124

"Dad seems to have not been so talkative in a long time."

Qian Gang came out of the house with an obvious Mediterranean hairstyle, with only a few scattered hairs in the middle, and was struggling stubbornly.

In his impression, the time when his father was so talkative was twenty or thirty years ago, when he was engaged in research.

Since retiring, I usually spend my time reading newspapers and thinking.

"So, it's rare." The old woman took a look inside the room and smiled.

His eyes fell on the somewhat reserved Liu Yifei, and he greeted:

"Come on, it's sweet to eat melon. We are all ordinary people, so don't be nervous."

"Thank you grandma."

"I like to hear that."

When the old woman heard this, she immediately beamed with joy. Looking at Liu Yifei, she actually seemed to see herself at the age of sixteen. It was like meeting someone eight years older than herself again.

The shadow was very light, but the years were also very light. Before she knew it, she had passed middle age and was about to pass her old age.

For a moment, the old woman's eyes showed many memories, and she found a topic to chat with Liu Yifei.

But his eyes would more or less fall on that door, his eyes revealing curiosity.

Time passes little by little.

From ten to eleven there was no end in sight.

It was close to noon when the door creaked, and a young figure opened the door.

"Just in time, let's go out to eat." The old woman said with a smile.

At lunch, there are many people.

The old man came out in a wheelchair. Even when he was eating, he was chatting with Chu Ze, as if he had endless topics to talk about.

From the small formula of the engine to the future development ideas of jet engines.

Turbojet, turbofan, deflagration, just one engine seems to have endless topics to talk about.

Faced with these topics, even Qian Gang couldn't interrupt, but these two were the top scientists. Although he couldn't interrupt, he still listened silently.

The others ate their meals in silence and could not say anything. They just looked at Chu Ze with curious eyes from time to time.

After the meal, it was obvious that the old man still had some unfinished thoughts on his face.

But Chu Ze thought about it and didn't choose to stay.

After meeting the person and chatting for a long time, he should leave. It would be fine for him to continue chatting, but the other person's body may not be able to handle it.

"Mr. Qian, let's leave now. We'll visit you next time we come to Yanjing."

"Okay, I'll see you off." The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Need not."

Chu Ze waved his hands repeatedly with a wry smile on his face: "Go back, I really can't bear you."

"Xiaozhen, take Chu Ze out for me."

When the old man heard this, he didn't argue too much, but sent him out of the house in a wheelchair. He looked at Chu Ze who was drifting away in the courtyard.

When Chu Ze stepped out of the small courtyard, the old man couldn't help but said:

"Chu Ze, remember our agreement." The hoarse voice made Chu Ze pause.

"Definitely, let's go."

Chu Ze turned around and waved goodbye again and walked away.

A few steps out of the courtyard, Chu Ze politely said to Professor Zhan, who was also an old man:

"Professor Zhan, there's no need to send you off. We'll get in the car and leave."

"good."

Zhichi didn't say anything, just waved his hand and watched Chu Ze get into the car.

In the small courtyard.

The old man watched him off with a smile on his face that his family had not seen for a long time. The smile was bright and wanton.

Gently patting the hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, the old woman understood instantly.

"You guys go back, let's take a walk."

The old woman pushed the wheelchair and felt the midday sun shining through the branches and leaves on her body. It was very warm, but it would sting her skin when there were few branches and leaves.

"I can see that you are really happy. I haven't seen you like this for a long time." The old woman looked at the person who accompanied her through the ups and downs, and her face was filled with happiness from the bottom of her heart.

"Of course."

The old man didn't hesitate at all, with a wanton smile on his face.

The old woman, who was pushing a wheelchair and was stumbling, did not ask for details. Instead, she said with a smile: "That little girl is not bad. I see my younger self in her."

"That's really good. Think about it at the time, and now we have half of our feet in the ground without knowing it."

"Who says it's not the case? When I meet you again, she will be sixteen. She will have her eighteenth birthday in a few days. By the way, do you need to prepare a gift for Xiaogang to send?"

After so many years together, how could she not understand her husband's thoughts?

This is not a junior, but a fellow traveler.

"I'll write something and ask Xiaogang to send it to me." The old man pondered for a moment and then said.

"Are you writing inscriptions on others? You are violating your own principles."

There was surprise on the old woman's face, not because her husband's handwriting was not good-looking.

On the contrary, the words are beautiful.

I just didn't write an inscription, didn't write a preface, didn't serve as a consultant, and didn't go abroad. This is how I got through for decades.

This is like a matter of principle. Is it not surprising to hear that an inscription is required suddenly?

"Principles are meant to be broken. Right and wrong, merits and demerits will be judged by future generations, so why bother." The old man smiled and spoke indifferently.

If it were anyone else, he would naturally not want to write the inscription, nor would he inscribe it, but now he has the urge, and it is very strong.

"So, what exactly did you talk about in the past two hours?" The old woman couldn't control her curiosity and asked.

"He promised me to be the best in the world."

The old man looked back, raised his head slightly, met the old woman's gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He has been through many hardships and is now old, but some people are just crossing the mountains and the road ahead is still long.

He can't see the day when the promise comes true, but he believes that someone will definitely make it come true.

Because the young man has lofty ambitions, he is the best in the world.

"No wonder."

The old woman suddenly realized and pushed the old man to bask in the sun.

But the other old people in the courtyard looked curious, but they just watched from a distance and didn't come forward to disturb him.

After walking for a lifetime, it is also right to have a quiet old age.

Just after noon, after walking for about half an hour, the two returned to the small courtyard.

But when the old man said his idea, Qian Gang was confused.

"Inscription? Dad, you want to write an inscription for someone?"

Qian Gang watched his mother push his father into the study, and he was sure that everything he heard was true.

Not only an inscription, but also an inscription for a little girl.

He hurried into the study, only to see the long-collected Hui ink ground into pieces, and a strong hand, with a sharp pen.

Qian Gang watched from the side, silent.

‘A towering tree must have its roots; a mountain stream must have its source.’

After writing only one, he still had some energy left, so he picked up the pen to write again.

‘Those who share the same desire will win, and those who work together will prosper.’

As soon as the two pieces came out, the old man looked at the two pieces of calligraphy, hesitated, and turned to look at his wife.

“Which one do you think is better?”

“Why not give both together, one for each person.”

“Then give both together, and you can also put a seal on it, we are giving it together.” The old man heard the words and immediately made the decision.

“Okay.”

The old woman heard the words and immediately nodded, and picked up two seals from the bookshelf.

Qian Gang on the side was silent. He could see that his father really favored the young man. He could not get it, but in just two hours, he got the inscription that he and many others had been seeking for decades.

And from the meaning, it was not actively asking for it, but actively giving it.

Two pieces were given at a time, one for each person.

...........

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Siheyuan.

Grandma Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli were in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

Of course, it was Liu Xiaoli, Gu Ying, and Xue Pan who were preparing. Grandma Liu Yifei just looked through the blinds at the figures sitting in the side hall opposite.

Although Chu Ze greeted him enthusiastically when he came back, he was obviously thinking.

Grandma simply asked Liu Yifei to take Chu Ze to the side hall. First, there was no one to disturb him and it was quiet. Second, it was just opposite the kitchen.

"It seems that this visit has a great impact on Teacher Chu." Gu Ying muttered in a low voice.

"I can see it. How can it not be small? It may be something very deep." Xue Pan echoed and said.

"What do you think it might be?"

Grandma was immediately curious when she heard it, and came over to listen to the young people's thoughts.

Liu Xiaoli, who was peeling vegetables on the side, rarely interrupted, but just pricked up her ears.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have failed the postgraduate entrance exam. The level is too high. Last time we went to sit in on a meeting, and the director of the Development and Reform Commission was listening carefully." Xue Pan shook her head. It was okay for her to guess, but this level of guessing was obviously not something she could handle.

And you can't guess randomly.

The three people in the kitchen were speechless for a moment after Xue Pan said this, because that was the fact.

In the side hall, Chu Ze, who was sitting on the sofa, sat quietly on the sofa.

Liu Yifei came over with a glass of lemonade and naturally placed it next to Chu Ze's hand, without disturbing Chu Ze who was thinking.

He just picked up a book silently and read it next to him. It wasn't long before his phone suddenly vibrated. Liu Yifei glanced at the incoming call and hurriedly walked to the side to answer it.

Not long after Liu Yifei answered the phone, she sat back on the sofa and picked up the book she had been reading before and continued reading.

Chu Ze leaned on the sofa and sighed.

Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him, put down the book at the first time and cast a concerned look.

"I'm fine, I'm a little touched." Chu Ze shook his head and gave Liu Yifei a comforting look.

He paused slightly and asked, "Are you going to order clothes tomorrow?"

"Grandma's arrangement is like this."

"Then arrange it this way. I have to go to the Academy of Sciences the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, by the way, Principal Kong just contacted me and said that the leader will come. How should I arrange it?" Liu Yifei said in a somewhat strange tone.

"Just arrange an inner field, and I'll do the rest."

Chu Ze thought about it and said in a deep voice.

The birthday party invitation has been sent out, the specifications have been set, and this birthday party may not only be Zhang Weiguo and Kong Jinbao.

Instead of that, it's better to arrange an inner field.

"Okay, then I'll talk to my mother now?"

"Okay."

Seeing Chu Ze nod, Liu Yifei stood up and walked out of the side hall.

Walked towards the main hall, and seeing that there was no one in the main hall, he went straight to the kitchen.

"Come out, come out..."

In the kitchen, a group of people were anxious and hurried.

Just a moment later, Liu Yifei appeared in the kitchen, her eyes full of strangeness, looking at everything in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

Gu Ying was peeling... celery, and it seemed that she was peeling the skin?

Celery needs to be peeled?

Xue Pan was holding a rolling pin, rolling... yellow sprouts and white?

Liu Yifei's eyes fell on grandma, who was standing next to the trash can with a cane in one hand and a spatula in the other.

As for mom....

"Mom, you use a fruit knife to cut vegetables?" Liu Yifei's tone was full of weirdness.

"Uh... practice."

Liu Xiaoli blushed, looked at the fruit knife in her hand, and tried to cut it: "It's not easy to cut, forget it."

Then she quickly changed back to the kitchen knife in the sink.

"By the way, will Chu Ze have someone from his circle come tomorrow?" Liu Xiaoli changed the subject.

"Yes, they have to set up an inner field, so they don't have to be responsible for security."

"They still have to be responsible for security? What level is coming?" Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment and asked instinctively.

"It's confirmed that they will come. It's a big leader of the Ministry of Maritime Affairs."

With a clang.

Just picked up the kitchen knife and fell into the sink again.

"........."

This time Liu Xiaoli understood why her mother said that she might call Xixi the head of the group after a while.