Chapter 5 The Father's Threat is Deterrent
"Master, the product has been packed, please choose the shipping method?"
"Use capsule delivery!"
"Good hosts, courier charges have been deducted! Capsule delivery is being delivered. β
In the logistics of Shanghai, small goods with a diameter of less than one meter are delivered in capsules through the underground automatic transportation pipeline.
"Mom, you cook every day, the smoke is so big! It's not good for bionic skin, do you want me to make you a cooking machine? It's very convenient! Ling Qi remembered that her mother was complaining that she was about to become a yellow-faced woman yesterday, and wanted to help her mother solve this problem.
"My son has filial piety, and my mother is very happy! But I don't allow anything to challenge my position in the kitchen. This serious tone came from the kitchen.
"Okay mom."
Ling Qi was also very helpless, he had learned all his skills and read a lot of books. Knowing that children have to repay their parents, every time they want to do something for their mother, their mother always refuses.
His father once warned him not to do things that made his mother unhappy. He kept it in his head all the time.
Ling Qi finally survived a long wait of more than ten minutes next to the mailbox at home, and heard the voice he was expecting: "Hello, master, your capsule express has arrived, please pay attention to check." β
The light of the parcel barrel turned on, Ling Qi took out the capsule box inside, opened it, took out the parcel inside, put it in the gift box and said goodbye to his mother: "Mom, I'll go out for a while, don't leave me dinner." β
"Then Mom is going to be unemployed tonight! Is my son starting to get tired of my cooking?"
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Ling Qi rode a maglev locomotive to the entrance of the dungeon closest to his home, and entered the electric cabinet ladder leading to the dungeon.
This kind of cabinet elevator is a super large elevator prepared for war time, almost every city with a dungeon has many such cabinet elevators, in order to reimburse the cost of daily maintenance, as long as you pay a little money can be used.
Floating in the sky above Shanghai are many small six-meter-long helium airship carriers, which are resistant to wind of the eighth class. Each mothership is equipped with 20 "General" brand UAVs for reconnaissance, surveillance, detection, and tracking.
In addition, there are hidden surveillance cameras in countless corners of the city, as long as it is a public place where people are active, it is within the scope of monitoring.
When it's cold, people need some sunshine. When it's hot, people need some shade.
The dungeons used to hide from nuclear attacks and radiation during the war became a gathering place for those who liked, needed, and occasionally needed shade from the sun.
It covers an area of more than 25 million square kilometers, forming an inverted irregular cone, divided into six layers, and the shear walls and load-bearing giant columns are poured from the reinforced concrete of the third generation of air raids!
There are countless rooms that can be accommodated, and in peacetime, a large number of vacant rooms are used for the cultivation and cultivation of shade-loving plants and animals.
The dungeon is also equipped with all the equipment needed by humans.
In the tunnels of the brightly lit dungeon, there is a lot of traffic coming and going.
Ventilation ducts in all directions, cold winds blowing in the dungeon.
Ling Qi soon arrived at his destination, the residential area on the second floor of the dungeon.
Bring his elaborate gifts to a friend's house.
His friend is more special, and he originally agreed to meet at noon, but now it's almost 6 o'clock in the afternoon! I'm embarrassed.
Cheeky, ring the doorbell.
The door was opened by a man with blank eyes, a stubble on his face, and messy hair, his pair of dead carp eyes looked at Ling Qi from the cat's eyes, opened the door, and coldly dropped a sentence: "Cut, don't come if you don't want to come." He turned his head and lay down on the sofa in the living room again.
"What a great day today! Mr. Zeng. Ling Qi responded with a smile, trying to resolve the awkward scene.
After entering the house, he looked at the lazy man in front of him and asked, "I'm sorry that I was delayed in sleeping at noon today!" Is Xiao Zeng at home? Ling Qi looked inside the humble house, looking for the person he was looking for.
"What's the matter with you? You have something for him, you leave something, you can say whatever you want, and you will leave when you are done. "Mr. Zeng on this sofa is a little annoying.
His real name is Zeng Nanshan, 36 years old, an unemployed low-income worker who is lazy and lazy.
Ling Qi came to his house every once in a while, which caused him a lot of trouble.
"I've already said it, I'm a social worker who came to help your son Xiao Zeng, help him tutor him, and let him walk on the right path in life." Ling Qi explained with a smile and casually put the gift box on the table.
"Daddy, I'm here! I'm not dead yet! My son doesn't need you to teach. Nanshan rejected him.
In Nanshan's heart, he hated others in front of his son, and he was better than him. He would also fear that his son would look down on him.
His words blocked people, but Ling Qi didn't think so.
"Mr. Zeng, don't worry, your child is already 6 years old, and now is the best time to learn. I just wanted to give him some help with his studies! Xiao Zeng is really a smart kid, and I would love to help him. Ling Qi tried to persuade the very stubborn man in front of him.
"I refuse your kindness, every family has its own housekeeping! There is no need for you as an outsider to interfere. "Nanshan has a very tough tone!
"I'm not trying to interfere, because at a child's age, he needs help with his studies. If he falls behind in his studies, it will not be conducive to his development when he grows up. Ling Qi calmly persuaded.
"Development? What development? No matter how hard you put in, in the end, you will just be a Kenong! It's better to live a little bit, let him be confused and don't understand anything, and live a lifetime. Nanshan said irritably.
"In ancient times, human beings relied on agriculture to live a stable life, and now intelligent robots have replaced human beings to carry out more scientific industrial agricultural production, and human beings have more manpower and time to engage in scientific research, bringing greater blessings to human life. Wouldn't it be good for him to be one of them and contribute to the promotion of scientific civilization in the future of mankind? Ling Qi tried to guide him.
"Hahahaha!" Nanshan suddenly smiled as if she had taken the wrong medicine, sat up on the sofa, looked at Ling Qi with contemptuous eyes, and said coldly, "Does humanity still have a future?" Hard, hard work, to work, just for an emotionless robot, to face it all his life, like a nervous disorder, just to solve the most primitive impulses of human beings? Use a set AI program to deceive your next generation? I'd rather he hadn't been in this world, or he should have shot at the wall to get the cockroaches to eat! β
What he said made people feel angry! What is an emotionless robot?
His mother was the greatest in Ling Qi's mind, and it was all up to his mother to educate and nurture him. While his father was busy with work, his mother took up all of his early formative years!
"Don't you have a mother? You don't miss her? Don't you have any affection for her?" The anger in Ling Qi's heart was forced, trying to wake up the memories in Nanshan's heart.
"It's over with and without feelings! After I was angry with my father, my feelings and memories for her were buried in the ground with her and my father! I don't want to live with a robot, I'd rather go extinct. Nanshan's eyes began to blur, and his voice was a little hard.
"But you already have offspring, and I know that this child was obtained by your father who spent his life savings to trick you into IVF. Since it is your own biological child, why are you so rejecting him from studying well? Ling Qi began to use psychological tactics against him, luring him into speaking his heart.
"What's the use of learning? There are as many scientists in this world as there were farmers in ancient times. I don't want him to waste his time on meaningless things, to make him an ignorant, naΓ―ve, simple and happy person. Nanshan wiped his ruddy eyes and said lightly.
People who are too smart and too shrewd and know too much, but are not able to change their confusion, may be the source of all kinds of suffering.
Ling Qi often faces different troubles, but he has always believed in it! As long as there is a ray of hope in the heart, all the confusion and confusion shrouded in haze can be swept away.
"Bang dang ~ Bang dang ~", the sound of metal collision came into his ears far away. Subconsciously glanced at Nanshan.
Nanshan hurriedly wiped the tears that were about to overflow with his sleeve, took a deep breath, relaxed his emotions, and pretended that nothing had happened.
After a while, a skinny little boy walked in with a basket of self-heating cans in both hands.
His cheeks were a little red from the cold, and a pair of bright eyes looked at Nanshan on the sofa and shouted, "Dad, I'm back." β
"I go to the aid station every day to get canned food, and every time I go, I go for so long before I come back, and I don't grow at all!" Nanshan complained.
This little boy was his son Xiao Zeng, who had just been aggrieved, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Ling Qi laughing happily: "Uncle Qiu, I thought you wouldn't come." β
"How so? Am I not coming?" Ling Qi took the basket in his hand, put it on the table, squatted beside him, held his dirty and cold hands in his palms and rubbed them with both hands, and said to him in a pitying and gentle tone: "Suffering will make you strong, Xiao Zeng. β
The drumming sound of "coo~" came out of Xiao Zeng's stomach, and his eyes looked at the basket of cans.
Ling Qi said knowingly: "Come, uncle will open a can for you." β
When he got up to get the can, he was pulled back by Xiao Zeng. Xiao Zeng shook his head and looked timidly at his father on the sofa.
Nanshan glanced at him, put on his father's majesty, and said with a straight face: "Even if you know each other, you still have my father in your eyes!" β
After saying that, he began to set up the cans, opened a slit, and added water to the self-heating cans to heat.
Ling Qi opened the gift box, took out a fashionable and scientific little earphone, handed it to Xiao Zeng and said to him: "Look, this is a foreign language translation headset made by your uncle for you, with it, it will directly translate any language in this world, and you can easily chat with foreign students in school in the future." This will help you a lot in your studies, you can take it. β
When he stuffed the earphones into Xiao Zeng's hand, Xiao Zeng didn't dare to answer them. He looked at his father timidly.
Nanshan's face was displeased, and he sneered: "What are you doing with that thing?" If he understood the foreigners' ridicule and ridicule, he would be even more upset, wouldn't he?"
When Ling Qi heard this, he felt uncomfortable. When he was a child, his father made a homemade headset that allowed him to quickly master several foreign languages in his childhood.
He deeply understands that with Nanshan's knowledge level, he can't make this kind of thing, and he doesn't even think of using this kind of thing, so that children's learning will not lag behind others on the track.
"If you are sad, you should grit your teeth and muster up the courage to work hard, right?" Ling Qi sneered.
This sentence sounds like it was said to Xiao Zeng. In fact, this sentence is specially addressed to Nanshan.
Nanshan also heard the sound outside the strings, and sneered: "Hmph~!" How many years of elementary school have you been in? How many years of middle school? How many years of college? Do you think you're a genius? You're just teaching you better because your mom's robot has a higher level of Ai. β
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