Chapter 21: Ten Years Is Too Long

"Don't!" Wu Jiang was still shouting desperately, struggling on the rooftop. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhao Heng watched Wu Jiang's hands dance curiously, he didn't let go in the end, and Wu Jiang was still on the rooftop, not downstairs.

Because he saw Wu Jiang peeing his pants, such a gentleman, what secrets he wanted to protect, it was really difficult for him, it seemed that there was really no one behind him.

Is everything a coincidence? Zhao Heng shook his head, things were still hazy and unclear, and if he threw Wu Jiang down, Wu Jiang would be happy to smash into meat sauce, but he would be labeled as dangerous. Besides, letting Wu Jiang die so easily is also cheapening him.

"Huo Guang, come on, throw him into the Wangba Gaizi Building, the people there will welcome him, I don't know what he will do when he becomes addicted to drugs inside?" Zhao Heng said with a smile, but the content was not harmonious at all.

Wang Ba Gaizi Building is in the northeast of the country, and there are some thugs inside, all of whom are dying people.

"I thought you would kill him, but it's okay, it's okay to hand it over to the state, it's not so bloody after all." Huo Guang shook his head and motioned for the people behind him to drag Wu Jiang away.

"Come and smoke a cigarette." Huo Guang handed over the cigarette, he knew that Zhao Heng didn't smoke.

Zhao Heng stared at the cars downstairs and said, "I don't smoke, you don't know, you have to smoke away." ā€

"Come smoke one and celebrate your growth."

"! You're not growing up, you're just a child! Zhao Heng still took the cigarette and shouted loudly.

Huo Guang said helplessly: "It's just growing up, you can't act casually, do things with reason, isn't it what growing up?" Waywardness is a child's right. ā€

Zhao Heng ignored him, this guy is also a child who hasn't grown up, otherwise how could the two adults fight every day? Fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps, cats to laugh at dogs, dogs to laugh at cats, all about the same.

Zhao Xuan was already awake, feeling sitting in a car with a lot of horsepower, and the roar of the car engine sounded in her ears, waking her up.

looked at the two people in the front and passenger in a daze, and asked, "Who are you?" You're up to me. ā€

Low concentration of B and ether will only anesthetize, and the person is still awake, which is a bit similar to Zhao Heng's sensory deception potion.

Zhao Xuan covered her head, still a little dizzy, her body was a little floating, her reaction was very slow, and it took her a long time to sit up straight.

"I'm Zhao Heng." He thought about it for a long, long time before he used this sentence as an opening statement. He really didn't know how to speak.

She watched it for a long time and said, "I recognize you, you are the scientist on TV?" Is it the chairman of the eMotion who developed virtual reality? You're amazing! ā€

Huo Guang was driving the car, and when he heard this, he almost drove the car into the sewer on the side of the road. Holding back a laugh, my whole back was shaking.

There was no way, Zhao Heng had been struggling with how to face Zhao Xuan just now, but he didn't think about it, Zhao Xuan didn't remember him at all.

Ten years is too long, so long that Zhao Xuan's memory of her brother ten years ago has been dusted, and in her impression, only the image that appeared in the live broadcast recently.

Zhao Heng had a bewildered look on his face, he had thought about the countless scenes when Zhao Xuan woke up, but he didn't expect this.

"I'm your brother, and when you were eight years old, I went to the mountains to do scientific research. Now I'm done and I'm back. He said, rubbing his head.

"Brother?" Zhao Xuan looked puzzled, the dusty memory opened, it seemed that the tall figure appeared again, when he was a child, he often took him around the world, climbed trees to dig birds' eggs, went down the river to catch crabs, and caught fireflies at night, slowly overlapping with the figure in front of him.

"Where have you been? It's been ten years, it's been so long, I don't know where you are, and my family is dying. Although her voice was soft and low, tears in her eyes rolled down her face.

Zhao Heng reached out and touched Zhao Xuan's head, and said: "Working for the country, out of the principle of confidentiality, I didn't contact my family, isn't this coming back after the work is done?" Don't cry. ā€

"You, are you still leaving?" Zhao Xuan's cry became louder and louder.

"No, no, no, this time, good, don't cry, isn't this coming back?"

"Well, I don't cry! Well. But the tears fell faster, and the delicate little face was full of tears.

"Hey." can only turn into a sigh, the space wormhole brought him into the Galaxy Federation at the beginning, it was an accident, and it is a great luck to pass through the space wormhole alive, and now it is even more emotional to be able to see his relatives again.

The Xiaolong jeep squeaked and stopped in front of a three-story building, his parents' house was on the third floor, a small house of more than 80 square meters, two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, and now he only sleeps on the sofa when he goes home, but then sleeping on the sofa is also home.

"Mom, I'm back." Zhao Xuan shouted and got out of the car, ran upstairs, Zhao Heng waved his hand to Huo Guang, and said, "The flies around will be handed over to you, the buzzing is too annoying." ā€

After he finished speaking, he got out of the car and slowly went upstairs, his parents were not far away, but he swam into the sea of stars this time, and he returned in ten years.

Zhao Xuan's voice of climbing the stairs sounded overhead, shouting as she ran: "Mom, I'm back, and my brother is back!" ā€

When the door opened, he saw his parents first, there was already white hair on his sideburns, and his father Zhao Pusheng was quite calm, just looking him up and down.

His mother Jiang Juan couldn't help crying, and there was a commotion in the corridor.

It was not easy for him to appease Zhao Xuan, and when his mother said a word, Zhao Xuan also cried endlessly. It really hurt the brain cells of the two men, and it took a long time to coax them to heal.

When eating, according to his family's tradition, he is not allowed to speak, Zhao Pusheng is a middle school Chinese teacher, and his grades are first-class, but unfortunately he can't climb the relationship. I have been a homeroom teacher for so many years.

This tradition comes from the fact that food is not spoken.

At the end of the dinner table, Jiang Juan and Zhao Xuan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, while Zhao Pusheng stayed in the living room to give a family lecture.

Zhao Heng looked at the living room, the furniture had basically been changed, and the familiar things were gone, after all, it had been ten years, and he was not surprised, his father and mother were good at home. Inside and out, the windows are bright and clean, and it is spotless, but everything is in order.

"Where have you been all these years?" Zhao Pusheng's voice is still loud, but compared with the past, there is a lot less sense of neutrality.

He was looking at the living room, stunned for a moment, and said: "The state arranged for me to carry out scientific research tasks, and after ten years, I have recently made achievements and the project is over." ā€

Zhao Pusheng asked with doubts: "What task has you not had a phone call for ten years?" The state also did not notify a word? ā€

"The state's project is classified, and staying in the mountains for ten years is a decade. Didn't TV report it the other day? Neuronal chips are comparable to the technology of developed countries. Zhao Heng finished the lie that he had made up a long time ago, and handed the document to Zhao Pusheng, the huge steel stamp, and the news a few days ago, he had also heard it.

"It's good to come back, when will you enter the mountain next time?" Zhao Pusheng asked.

"I won't go in when I go out of the mountain this time, our research institute moved out of the mountain, and now it is in Jiangcheng, and that Yidong Light Industry is the place of our research institute." He replied.

"That's good, close to home, come back a few more times. After you left, your mother talked about you every day, looking for you for four or five years, there was really no hope, and she washed her face with tears all day long. It's only been a little better in the past few years. It's good to contribute to the country, but you have to work hard and don't make mistakes. ā€

"yes, got it." The father taught his son a lesson, even if he didn't listen to him, this is the inertia of being beaten when he was a child, most of their children are not expensive, and they don't grow up if they don't beat or scold.

Didn't Zhao Xuan grow up being beaten every day? That kind of willow strip, if you do something wrong, less is also a little. If there is more, it will not be clear.

"Don't look for trouble outside, be three points lower when you meet people, be a little more polite, don't mess with anyone, I still have a little affection in the agency, I don't want to do it, I can't do it, I'll come back, it's not bad to be a teacher."

Zhao Heng nodded and said, "Got it." ā€