"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, let me go. ”

"Go aside, head, head. ”

"Ah......h

With an exclamation, Ding Chi opened his eyes.

Dark beige lighting, brown and black sofas, dark curtains, snow-white ceilings.

Oh, yes, the hotel. Yesterday, I was generous and lived in Weidu Building, Xue Ziyan lived in two standard rooms for four people, and he was a big bed room.

My head hurts, and my eyes hurt. No wonder I dreamed of someone blindfolded and covering his head, but I couldn't remember the specific plot for a long time.

Oops, it seems like something, think about it, think about it. Ding Chi tapped his head lightly and took the phone.

Come to think of it. Ding Chi called up the number and dialed out.

"You're sick, when are you now?" said a coquettish voice on the phone.

Ding Chi smiled "hehe": "I'm sorry, I drank a little too high yesterday and forgot what you said." ”

"Hmph, don't bother to talk to the drunk. It's a conscienceless thing, you're in the mood to drink flower wine, but ......"

Ding Chi's head "buzzed" for a moment, and he tried his best to calm down before he could hear the content clearly.

Without saying a goodbye sentence, Ding Chi hung up the phone directly, then immediately got up and rushed into the bathroom.

I washed it indiscriminately, took two steps, but turned around and went into the shower room again, and washed it carefully. Ding Chi washed very seriously, and he put on the shower gel several times on his hands alone, which looked very formal and solemn.

After cleaning up and dressing up, when I arrived outside the hotel, it was just getting lighter, and it was only a little past four o'clock.

When the sun was high, after several hours of bumpy cars and tricycles, Ding Chi walked into a small mountain village. By this time he was dressed in black, and after "crunching" through the stone-covered loop, he staggered up the path on the hillside.

According to the information inquired by the villagers, after reaching the top of the slope, turn right again, and there is a grave in the sunny valley. Ding Chi walked a few steps, walked to the new grave, and fell to the ground: "Professor Zheng, I'm coming to see you, I'm late." ”

This tomb is very new, and there is no tombstone yet, but the surrounding tombstones are all people surnamed Zheng, and there is a white cloth strip with mourning written on the tomb, which also indicates the identity of the owner of the curtain - Professor Zheng.

Ding Chi lay on the grave for five minutes before he raised his head, and his face was already full of tears. Letting the tears roll down, Ding Chi took the satchel, took out the cloth from it, and carefully wiped the stone table in front of the grave. Then he took out snacks, liquor, cigarettes, and drinks from his satchel, placed them on the stone table, and carefully inserted the incense.

poured liquor, lit a cigarette roll, and put a bunch of small mountain flowers that he had just specially picked, and poured out his heart to the rising blue cigarettes:

"Professor Zheng, today I will call you Uncle Zheng, I not only regard you as a scholar and expert, but also as an elder and a relative. Now I would like to report to you the good news that 5,000 program-controlled switches have been successfully developed, which has your hard work and great dedication. Actually, I called you on the night I was allowed to publish it, but you didn't answer, alas......"

"For a period of time, foreign companies have seized the opportunity for the development of program-controlled switches, formed a price monopoly, and also cut off a large market for domestic enterprises. I've heard similar lessons firsthand, and that's one of the reasons why I'm leading R&D, and of course, I don't rule out market ownership. ”

"For the development of the national telecommunications industry, in order to deal with the pressure of foreign enterprises, many domestic enterprises are tackling 5,000 doors, or even tens of thousands. However, we announced it earlier, and contributed to the promotion of the province's and even the country's telecommunications industry, which is the pride of the province's telecom people and the results of the efforts of all the participants, but you have made great contributions to it. If your information is not in place in time, at least the development progress will be slower, and it will be difficult for me to face Xue Gong and others. ”

“……”

Cigarettes curl and the valley is low.

Ding Chi chattered, expressing his thoughts about Professor Zheng, talking about his gratitude to Professor Zheng, and being glad to have met Professor Zheng, and even more proud to participate in it with Professor Zheng.

The time is not short, a pillar of incense is only less than an inch left, Ding Chi is still nagging, and the water stains on his face are dry and flowing and stained.

"Uncle Zheng, I regret it, I regret that I didn't rush when I called that day, and I regret that I couldn't report the good news to you. Woo...... Woo ......" Speaking of sadness, Ding Chi let out a sad voice.

"Child, Lao Zheng was already gone at that time, and I saw your call. ”

"Did you really see it, Uncle Zheng, you ......" Halfway through the words, Ding Chi reacted back and looked back.

Two people are walking on the mountain beam, an old and a young, the old one is Professor Zheng's wife, and the younger one is Xiao Yanzi.

"You...... Why are you here?" Ding Chi staggered to his feet and stumbled forward.

"Kid, slow down, slow down. Mrs. Zheng stretched out her arms, quickened her steps, and grabbed the tearful man who threw herself into the cup.

"Uh......h Auntie, I'm ...... Woo......"

Mrs. Zheng gently stroked Ding Chi: "Child, Lao Zheng has no regrets, his favorite results have been transformed, and you have faithfully helped him realize his wish." When you called him a few times, he told me that you would definitely be able to do it, and when he was dying, he said that he was very pleased, that his achievements had been put to use, and that he had met a decent young man like you. ”

"It looked fine that time, but my body was a little weaker, I didn't expect it to ...... so soon" Ding Chi choked up again and couldn't continue.

"Life is changeable, the world is impermanent, hey......" Mrs. Zheng looked up at the sky and sighed softly, "I only thought it was a common cold, but who knew that it was an advanced stage of lung cancer when I was examined, and there were no signs at all before." Only Lao Zheng is a person who understands, and he has realized that time is short, and he specifically put forward the wish of returning to his roots. It was only with the solemn promise of me and my children that I closed my eyes. ”

"Auntie......" Halfway through the words, Ding Chi remembered something, took out a card from his satchel, and handed it over, "This is what Professor Zheng should ......"

Mrs. Zheng's face turned pale: "It's not appropriate to do this in front of Old Zheng's grave." ”

Realizing that her tone was blunt, Mrs. Zheng squeezed out a smile again: "Lao Zheng specially instructed that I don't want you and anyone's compensation, you don't want to make him angry, there is no need to discuss." After finishing speaking, he patted the other party lightly and walked towards the new grave.

"This morning, my aunt called and said that she had dreamed of Professor Zheng again, and she had to come to see it, so I followed. Xiao Yanzi whispered the reason.

Ding Chi didn't make a sound, and Xiao Yanzi didn't speak, only low sobs and chattering echoed in the valley.

More than half an hour later, an off-road vehicle came and picked up Mrs. Zheng. When the old lady left, she deliberately emphasized to Ding Chi that she should not mention the remuneration or donate it, which was the old man's last wish.

Looking at the shadow of the car leaving in the dust, Xiao Yanzi patted Ding Chi: "I'll send you." ”

"You send me?" Ding Chi was surprised, "It's hundreds of kilometers." ”

"Affectionate and righteous, temperamental, worth working hard once. Xiao Yanzi's tone was very solemn.

gave Professor Zheng a big gift again, and Ding Chi and Xiao Yanzi also walked down the hill.