Chapter Forty-Seven: Luo Yuandao (I)
Her husband stiffened the beam, and Luo Shuqing didn't say much, only sneered: "Is this something that can't be thrown away?" Your arrogant good daughter! ”
Anyway, thanks to his uncle's transfer of firepower, Ronan temporarily left the battlefield and went upstairs to change clothes and wash. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
I didn't know that there was a lot of things this morning, and I just came out after taking a shower and changing my clothes, and there was a message from the six ears, and it was an unfamiliar number. Ronan thought about it, chose to connect, and was about to ask, when there was a sentence on the other side:
"you x!"
Ronan was stunned for a moment, which neurosis? Is there still such a person in the association? And then, the voice on the other side, which was obviously out of control, shouted again:
"Just hide in the crotch of that mechanical woman, I'll give you a good look sooner or later!"
This person sounded like he was drunk, he didn't spit out the words too clearly, he was full of dirty words, and in less than half a minute, he had already scolded the elder and cursed.
At this time, Ronan finally reacted, and the mechanical woman ...... Does it mean that he reads the sound? Then it is related to the operation of the 28th.
Seeing the other party's bad attitude, he quickly had a guess, and then looked at the display avatar, and sure enough:
"Black beetle?"
Isn't this guy the one who couldn't withstand He Yueyin's criticism that night and left the team halfway? In the association's briefing evaluation, he, along with the hapless black wolf, was given a score of zero.
Now it seems that this man has a bad personality...... There really is everyone in the association.
was smashed down by someone with swear words on his head and face, even if the Buddha also has fire, let alone Ronan?
He frowned and replied: "Blatant threats, fierce attitude." Can I assume that you have been manipulated by the 'human-faced spider'? ”
was smashed down by this big hat, and the opposite side was suffocated, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, don't think that psychics are great, let's play slowly in the future!" ”
Ronan replied coldly: "Accompany me at any time!" ”
The communication between the two sides hung up, but Ronan found that he was impulsive, and spat again during the communication, he patted his cheek and poked his head from the staircase, it was quiet downstairs, and the couple were still looking at each other, as if the aunt was still angry.
He breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs.
Seeing Ronan coming down, his uncle and aunt turned their faces in unison, and his uncle motioned for him to sit down: "Come, eat, millet porridge is hot and delicious." ”
Mo Haihang has been working in the power organs for many years, although he is not tall, he has a serious complexion, usually taciturn, and does not look close.
But in fact, at home, this is a standard "cook", as long as he is at home, from morning to night, he is in charge of three meals.
It's not that I'm afraid of guilt or anything like that, it's really my aunt's craftsmanship that has been the same for decades, and I really don't dare to compliment it.
As for the pair of children, Mo Ya perfectly inherited her aunt's strong talent, as well as her miserable cooking skills, although she dared to do it, no one dared to eat it;
And Mo Peng, Ronan's cousin of the same age, how could he get up before 10 o'clock on a weekend morning? The family ate breakfast and didn't bother to call him at all.
Probably due to Mo Ya's extremely serious family behavior, the low air pressure on the dining table for a long time, and his uncle went to work after work, so he saw a lot of this situation, and calmly drank porridge and watched the news.
Ronan is also not easy to talk to, and eats with his head down. His amount of food is there, and the porridge and side dishes will definitely not be satisfied, and my uncle also takes this into account when cooking.
It stands to reason that although it has been a month, this is still a very normal breakfast routine for the Mo family, but today Ronan feels weird.
It's really because his mental sense spreads out at any time, even if he lowers his head, he can see his uncle and aunt exchanging eyes, which seems to be too frequent.
It used to be like that too? Or is he mentally too sensitive today?
Seeing that she was almost done, her aunt suddenly spoke: "You, Ronan." ”
"Auntie?"
"Nothing happened today, right?"
"Uh, no ......"
"Then let's go to Anhai together and see your grandfather."
Ronan was visibly stunned, and then replied loudly: "Good! ”
But in an instant, he was a little worried: "Grandpa's condition is not good again?" ”
"No, don't guess!" My aunt nodded her chin, "Go, you'll clean it up today!" ”
Ronan had no objections.
Anhai Medical Center, a well-known mental illness sanatorium in Xiacheng, is located in the suburbs, nearly 200 kilometers away from the main city, about an hour's drive.
Whenever the whole family travels, the co-pilot position is a golden treasure. No one intended to accept his aunt's ear in the back compartment, this time Ronan was relieved to get on the train before Mo Peng, who had not woken up yet.
An hour's drive is not long, but it is not short.
For Mo Peng, it's obviously a long time; Ronan has plenty of things to do to pass the time.
He opened his notebook and looked at the imitation paper soft screen interface, at this time, the new "visualization icon" was still in the "download state", more than 30 hours had passed, and the progress had only reached 2%.
Well, thanks to this "2", otherwise I would have thought it was stuck.
Ronan couldn't estimate how much information he had dug up from the "human-faced spider". Or is it detached from the abundant energy of the laboratory, and the resolution speed of external neurons is limited?
Looking at the amount of battery on the imitation paper soft screen, there is still about half left, which is already a very extraordinary consumption, but compared to the independent power station in the gear laboratory, it is nothing.
When I get to school tomorrow, I can try it.
Ronan opens the drawing software, and then goes straight to the second layer of interface, revealing a five-layer tower structure of students, staff, technicians, clergy, and politicians.
But then he frowned, was it his delusion? Feel like the interface is getting "dirty"? Inexplicably, it was a little dark, and there was a slight shaking......
Before he could take a closer look, the uncle in the driver's seat turned his head:
"Studying the social format diagram? Hmm, you've changed the soft screen. ”
In autonomous driving mode, he is a driver who is very idle, and he is also very sharp-eyed.
Ronan sighed, trying to vaguely bring it over.
Uncle hooked the corners of his mouth rarely: "In 79, I was forced by someone to open a research project on the supercomputer in the bureau, build a format diagram model for him, and use Xia Cheng's authority and credit data for 30 years...... It's all in front of us. ”
Ronan knew that someone was his father, Luo Zhongheng.
It seems that the uncle and the father have a good relationship, and all these years have been trying to correct Ronan's impression of his father, but it is useless to say that this is useless, Ronan will not forgive a coward who traded his grandfather's hard work for freedom, and then disappeared "freely" without a trace!
He responded with a hmm, not wanting to speak.
Later, when Mo Peng saw his father speak, he found a good opportunity to get rid of the old lady's low pressure field, slid the seat forward, and inserted it forcefully:
"If you want me to say, brother, your fifth-level social model is too black, why is a priest more advanced than a technician? Politicians are higher than clergy? It's not a field, you're saying that the clergy are superior to the staff, and it's all right to take it out......"