Chapter 13: Ten Years
In my fifth year in Africa, there has been a breakthrough in science and technology, and time travel is possible.
In the ninth year, the theory of parallel worlds was tested, and for the first time, people discovered another world that was exactly the same as ours through the turbulence of time and space.
In the tenth year, the time and space management law was promulgated, and individuals were not allowed to travel through time and space.
Of course, accidents happen from time to time, and there are constantly wealthy people who can afford to buy equipment and hire scientific researchers to shuttle to parallel worlds to change history, so that the newly established Time and Space Administration has become the busiest department of the government.
My son graduated early and joined the Space-Time Administration because of his major contribution to space-time theory in his doctoral dissertation, and in just three years, he sat in a high-level technical position.
In the past ten years, through my unremitting efforts to mail African souvenirs to Crayon Xiaoxin and go to the leader's home every time I return to China to show my loyalty and give gifts, I finally got my wish and returned to my original unit, and became the most powerful contender for the retiring Crayon Xiaoxin successor.
After reporting to the unit, I came to Bar Street again and walked slowly along the alley at the end of the street.
There is no change around the alley, and at the end of the alley is still a mossy blue brick wall and a combination of bluestone slabs.
Looking up, the Lancoco's signboard and the LED strip that wrapped around it were still dusty and dilapidated.
Push open the door, lift the curtain at the door, and everything in the bar is the same as that night ten years ago, with tulips in glass bottles. After a few steps, the bar was empty.
"Wang Coco, Wang Coco. I screamed, but no one answered. I sat down in a high chair in front of the bar, lit a cigarette and smoked it.
The phone rang, and I picked it up and saw that it was my son calling. Pressing the answer button, my son's voice came: "Dad, why didn't you tell me when you came back? Are you still my own father? If it weren't for Uncle Fan calling me and saying that he was going to pick you up, I wouldn't know you were transferred back." Where are you? I'll pick you up. β
Walking out of Bar Street, I saw a black sedan parked on the side of the road from a distance, and my son leaned against the door and smoked. I crept up to him, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and said to him, "I haven't learned the good things, but I learn the bad things faster than anyone else." β
The son smiled and said, "My grandfather said the same thing about you back then, right?" After speaking, without waiting for me to answer, he hugged me, lifted me up, shook me and put it down, and said: "You haven't seen me for three years, and when you come back, you don't come to me first, do you remember my son?
I kicked him in the butt*, looked up and said to my son, who was a head taller than me, "Is there a son who talks to Lao Tzu like that?"
He rubbed his buttocks, bent down and stroked the hair on his forehead and said, "What about Lao Tzu's son, look at me, every day for the development of human science and technology, the hairline has receded." Look at you again, eating local chickens and ducks in Africa, drinking the original mountain spring water, and singing with Aunt Hei's little song, there has been no change in the past ten years, walking with you, others will think that I am a father, you are a son. β
I lifted my pants, raised my leg and kicked him in the butt, saying, "Besides, this Lao Tzu smashed your ass* stock, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, and a son is a son." He let me into the car and said, "Let's go, Uncle Fan should be in a hurry." β
When he came out of Lao Fan's house, he was already full of wine and food.
Back in the dormitory, I sat on the couch and lit a cigarette. My son poured a glass of honey water and put it on the coffee table in front of me and watched me smoke. I took a puff of my cigarette and said, "If there's a fart, let it go." β
He hesitated and said, "There's something I don't know if I should tell you or not." "I raised my hand and made a gesture to fight.
He hurriedly raised his hand in surrender and said, "Do you know a woman named Wang Keke? β
I straightened up and said, "How do you know about her? Where is she?"
"She violated the law of time and space management by using physical traversal technology and modifying what had already happened, causing irreversible consequences, and this matter has something to do with you. The son said.
I learned from my son.
A few months ago, a breakthrough in quantum mechanics research was made, and combined with the results of space-time research, the space-time authority was able to monitor the parallel worlds of any space-time coordinate points and carry out physical traversal to a limited extent.
It was at that time that one of the investors of the Institute of Time and Space, a wealthy woman named Wang Keke, traveled through time and space through illegal time and space travel equipment, modified a piece of history ten years ago, and erased the time and space image of another investor who traveled through time and space through illegal private equipment. This act not only caused a change in history, but also made the rich man who was erased not to withdraw from the space-time connection in time and become an idiot.
And the reason she did this is because the Temporal Authority doesn't keep a record of the surveillance of small people like me.
I sat at the reception table in the detention center and looked at Wang Keke across in disbelief.
"Is it really you?" I said to her.
"Isn't it me, you're really fine, our son is quite capable, and this time and space shuttle is really useful. She said to me with a smile on her face, and suddenly she buried her head and began to cry.
"It's worth it, it's worth it. She said as she cried.
I reached out to take her hand, and she looked up, tears on her face, and started laughing again.
"Can I tell your story now?"
"I like to see you pretending to be so serious. β
She laughed again, buried her head, and said leisurely, "It's a long story. β
Wang Keke, or Wang Lan, decided to confess to Lao Xu, whom she had always had a good impression of, on the day she learned that she was about to receive an unimaginable amount of inheritance. So on a cool and breezy evening, it was easy to make people feel relaxed, and followed Lao Xu who came out of the canteen to Shunhe Street from afar. and successfully intercepted Lao Xu in front of the sidewalk where there was no one in front of him, and confessed seriously. Lao Xu happily accepted her confession and agreed to meet his lovely son together. But at this time, an evil fat man fell from the sky, Xiao Wang was frightened out of the sidewalk and came to the street, and a speeding car was about to crash into her. At this critical moment, Lao Xu, who also had a love for her, rushed out of the sidewalk and slammed into it. She lived, and Lao Xu left her forever.
For ten years, she lived in the longing for Lao Xu and endless remorse, and she didn't think about tea and dinner every day, so that she changed from 140 catties to 90 catties. At this time, she learned that there had been a breakthrough in space-time research, so she did not hesitate to sell all her assets to fund this great cause that could make great contributions to the development of human science and technology, so she had the following thing.
After she finished speaking, she looked at me and said, "Aren't you moved by such an earth-shattering love story?"
I laughed and said, "What kind of nonsense, what is Lao Xu gladly accepting your confession? Do you think I will believe it?"
"The judge's letter will do. She laughed and said that she had been making up this story for a long time, just like the novel written by Lao Xu, although it was a bit bad, but the logic was flawless, and it would definitely get the sympathy of the judge and the support of the public.
"Then you just stopped the fat man from planetraveling, why did you kill him, uh, erase his plane-time image?" I asked, in response to the loophole in the story.
"Because I'm a woman, and a woman who has been in the office building, stingy and vindictive, just like our crayon leader. She raised her fist and said viciously.
When I walked out of the detention center, I still felt incredible.
I know that Xiao Wang had a good impression of me in the past. I don't like her because she's fat, or because of her bloated face, which may also be a factor. The main reason is that I don't have the time or energy to have an incomparably straightforward relationship with a naΓ―ve little girl who is many years younger than me and behaves much younger than she really is.
When I got home, I sat on the balcony alone and smoked, quietly thinking about Xiao Wang.
"Brother Xu is back. Turning my head, Lao Fan's daughter-in-law was drying clothes on the balcony and greeting me.
"yes. I replied, standing up and about to walk into the living room.
"Brother Xu, are you going to see Xiao Wang today?" I turned my head suddenly.
"How do you know?" I asked.
Lao Fan and they all went to see her, and she was very optimistic, saying that as long as she gave enough money, she would be sentenced to three years at most. She said.
"You've always been in touch?" I asked.
"Yes, after she resigned, she often came to inquire about your news, and we all think that she is sincere to you!" said Lao Fan's daughter-in-law with a smile.
Back in the living room, I dialed my son's phone.
"You really can't find out what was going on?" I asked.
The son hesitated for a moment and said: "In fact, through parallel space-time monitoring, we have monitoring measures for the records of consciously destroying the continuity of space-time, and because you are my father, there should be a record of me and the people related to me before the historical change, but because of permissions, I can't view it myself." β
"Find a way. "I didn't bother with the time-space theories that I didn't understand, I just said these three words categorically, and hung up the phone.
A week later, the secretary told me that someone from the capital had come to see me by name. I hurried to the reception room and saw an officer waiting for me.
When he saw me coming, he stood up and saluted me, and I hurriedly shook his hand, turned to the secretary, and said, "Bring me the tea I brought back from Africa, and make a cup of tea for this comrade." The officer said, "No need, Mr. Xu, the chief wants to see you, and I have come to pick you up." β
In a secluded villa on the outskirts of the capital, I met the second chief, who looked older than on television, with his sideburns already a little gray, and after shaking hands, I sat down on the couch with the chief.
The chief picked up the teacup and blew it, took a shallow sip, and said, "Lao Xu, you have raised a good son, and you called me for your business." β
I straightened up and said respectfully, "I'm sorry for the leader." β
The chief waved his hand and said: "No trouble, no trouble, it's just that only two people of your son and your records have permission to view them, they are all procedures, and there is no way, who called your son a national treasure? You have also worked for the country in Africa for 10 years, and I have asked the leaders of your unit, and your work is very effective." I am meeting you today to express my gratitude to you father and son on behalf of the country. You must know that we are at the forefront of the world in terms of space-time theory and its application, and your son has made a great contribution, so about the relevant historical records of him and his relatives from birth to the present, we have obtained information through time and space travel, and kept it as a secret, this part of your record happened when he was a child, and can be given to you. β
I nodded in understanding. After a moment's hesitation, I asked, "Chief, can I help someone intercede?"
The chief waved his hand and said: "The legal system is the cornerstone of our social development, and I am not good at influencing the judge's judgment, but we have been piloting the people's jury system since a year ago, and it will be launched recently. He laughed, and then said, "Your story is quite touching, and Director Lin of the Confidential * Division has already told me about the cause and effect today. β
Seeing that I was looking at him in amazement, he waved his hand again and said, "Confidential files must be reviewed, I hope you can understand." β
I hurriedly said: "I understand, I understand, thank you, chief, thank you comrades in the Confidential * Division." β
When I got home, I locked the door, took my laptop to my bedroom, closed the window, closed the curtains, turned on the computer, and plugged in the USB stick.
There is only one audio-visual file, which is written with the year, month and day. I open the file and there is a clock hanging in the top right.
I fast-forwarded straight to six o'clock in the afternoon. The picture looks like a surveillance camera taken on a roadside pole, and the picture is very clear.
I was walking alone on the sidewalk of Shunhe Street, Xiao Wang sneakily followed behind, she looked left and right as she walked, and then stopped me. I saw her standing opposite me and talking to me, I reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said something expressionlessly, but she became emotional, trembling and yelling at me hoarsely.
At this time, a sedan behind her suddenly entered the picture and rushed towards the two of us. I pushed her away, but I was hit by the car and flew out, the car hit a tree on the side of the road and stopped, and after a few seconds, the car reversed, ran over me, and then ran away.
Xiao Wang ran over crying, knelt on the ground and hugged me with blurred flesh and blood, crying and talking to me, and then put his ear to my mouth. After a while, she hugged me and started crying. The image came to an abrupt halt at this point.
Sitting at the reception table in the detention center again, Wang Keke said with a smile: "You're here again so soon? Do you miss me? Is it because of my current appearance? It turns out that you are not as full of positive energy as I imagined." β
I said, "You said I had a good son, so I found out what happened the day before you changed history." β
Wang Keke stroked his forehead with one hand, patted his thigh with the other and said, "Damn, I forgot what our son did." β
"What happened to me after I died in history, and why did your appearance and temperament change so much?" her eyes looked to the side.
I stared into her eyes and said, "Don't lie, if I can find out this day, I can find out ten years from now." β
She was a little flustered, brushed the hair around her ears, raised her hands, propped her chin and looked at me and said, "It's nothing, just resigned, changed his name, and used the inherited money to open a bar called Lan Coco, and then for your son to go to school, until he became like this." β
"What?" I stood up at once, "you raised my son?" I asked.
"Before you died, you said in my ear that you are still young, you have to live well, and it is not worth it for an old man who drags a half-grown son. Didn't you think I'll always remember you when you said such sensational things at that time?" she said dismissively, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, and there was a clear smile in them.
My heart was like a stormy wave, and indescribable emotions kept rolling. In a trance, I seemed to see the back of a man struggling to maintain business in the most remote part of Bar Street.
"Don't think too much about it, my bar business is very good, and the entire 57 Bar Street is mine, and I earn more from collecting rent than from working in the unit. "She seemed to see through my thoughts. Standing up, propped one hand on the table, the other hand reached out and stroked my face, and said softly.
"It's hard to raise a child, ten years, that's the best time of your life. I said in a trembling voice.
"I remember telling you before that I would get married before I was 35, and this time I might break my promise. Her expression darkened, and she lowered her head and tugged at the corner of her shirt with her hand.
"Why kill him?" I asked.
"That dead fat man recognized me and wanted to go back and kill me with me, damn it, I don't want to know who my son is, I got a half-physical crossing, and he dares to fight me with a piece of light and shadow, hahaha!" she laughed happily, as if to say something that had nothing to do with her.
"So you know the consequences of killing him in the past?" I asked.
"I accompany the prince to study every day, of course I know this bit of scientific knowledge. The man who dares to touch me, the old lady will not kill him. β
She stopped, and suddenly her eyebrows rose, "Why are you blaming me? Get out, the old lady doesn't want to see you." She shouted at me, but I always felt joy in her tone, like the little girl who looked new when she rubbed into my car ten years ago.
The rest of the days I got busy, reaching out to the friends I had made in Africa, bringing in a large team of lawyers from all over the world, including my son's girlfriend and the daughter of the second chief. Together, we developed a huge plan for the trial. At the beginning of the trial, Lao Fan and her wife participated in the entire trial as witnesses.
Three months later, I refused to be accompanied by everyone and stood alone at the door of the detention center with tulips in my hand.
The door opened, and Wang Keke, wearing a plain cheongsam, appeared at the door. I walked to the door and handed her the flowers.
But she put her arms around my neck and said, "Xiaoxiao, this will see if you dare to refuse the old lady? If you refuse the old lady, you will have to wait for another ten years." β
After saying that, he laughed and cried. While crying, he covered my mouth with his hand and said, "Don't talk, it's worth it." β
I put my arms around her and hugged her tightly into my arms.