Chapter 22 A diary is not a record of the day
This file can't be opened with the 611990 password, how smart am I, I turned it upside down and turned it into a 199061, hey, it's open now!
Because I know that although my dad is eccentric, he has memory impairment, and he is sloppy in remembering something, for example, at this age, he can't quite understand "巳" and "has" very exactly, and even "buy" and "sell" Sometimes he has to think about it for a while, so he can't make a password too complicated.
It's too complicated for him to remember.
Using my birthday as a password is nothing more than one of these two ways, putting 61 in front or in the back.
Usually put it in front, this file, he broke the habitual thinking, put 61 in the back, it added another layer of difficulty to the password setting.
The file opened, and I was a little disappointed - wrong, I didn't want to see my dad's **, there was no so-called "hope", "disappointment" - all I saw were groups of numbers, a few Chinese characters.
Dad, what kind of fame are you doing? Even if you use English, I can know what you remember by looking up the dictionary, and who can understand your string of numbers?
If it's really ciphercode, you stop, I'd rather not want to know what you're trying to say.
I clicked on the file and clicked on his "Sunshadow".
Coldly, I recalled my father's face when he was dying, and that sentence was just one word, ah, it was "flower"! He said "flower", not "flower"!
At that time, he was unable to pronounce the word accurately with blood in his mouth, or he was a person who was dying frequently, and his facial muscles were already relaxed, so that the pronunciation of the word could not be accurate; maybe I was too nervous to hear it accurately, so that I heard "Hua" instead of "Hua".
I flipped back to the "flower" file, looked up and down, and was deflated again.
What about "flowers" and "flowers"?
String after string of numbers, no one can understand - perhaps, one person can understand, flowers are compatible!
She went to my dad's computer and looked for this file!
Otherwise, even if she opened the file, it would be in vain. This document is important to her, not important to her desperate search?
On the bus, what if I'm a very impulsive person and get carried away? What if someone finds out?
Then she followed her to the house and got together with her lover's son, which is not just a matter of destroying the three levels, breaking through the lowest moral bottom line.
She doesn't pursue sexual satisfaction, and she spits at me when she leaves, and you can see that she is not satisfied, and even disgusted with me, and forces herself to do it. So, this document is too important for her.
But what is that? Perhaps, I can find clues in the "Shadow of the Sun" to decipher these numbers.
I clicked on "Sun Shadow" again.
See the notes inside, not just the past two years, not just Yan/History, you see this:
"We set off at three o'clock in the morning, and it took half an hour to carry the flowers to the car, and it was not yet five o'clock when we arrived at the meeting room of the municipal party committee.
"It's really rare for the municipal party committee to have a meeting at eight o'clock tomorrow, and it was only at eight o'clock this evening that I remembered to put flowers on the venue.
"Secretary-General Wang (deputy) said that he was waiting for us at the gate of the conference room at five o'clock this morning, but it was almost half past five, and he came sleepily.
"It's really full men who don't know that hungry men are hungry, some people stay alone in empty rooms, and some people are not busy enough with wives and concubines!
"Secretary-General Wang came, and the old man who was on the shift of the municipal party committee was willing to open the door.
"It's for security reasons -- just kidding, why is there someone sabotaging a meeting in a small prefecture-level city?
"Flowers, latte flowers, was arranged last night, relatively easy, but to put flowers in the conference room, but it is troublesome, one person can only hold one pot at a time.
"From the outside to the podium, I timed, it was seven minutes. There are three of us, how can we put a cart of flowers in before the meeting at eight o'clock?
"Yesterday, I thought about this link simply, too, a single-row truck, the cab plus the driver can only sit three people.
"I remember mentioning this to the car office last night, and the car office was a sloppy man who waved his hand and said, 'It's just a car of flowers!'
"Enough is enough, see enough!
"I ended up saying, 'Let's run!'
At 7:40, Secretary Yan came, looked at the flowers on the rostrum, looked at the flowers on the rostrum, looked at me sweating profusely and asked, 'What's your name?'
"I said, 'My name is Gan Shikai. ’
"Secretary Yan repeated my name, 'You remove a handful, let's call it 'dry work'. ’
Since then, the nickname "hard work" has been called. This is the main reason why I was promoted to Commissioner at the age of 28. Although our department is only at the department level, I am so young, and I have no one and no money, so I am mentioned to this position, and I am the leader of the unit, which is really rare.
"On the issue of my promotion, Lao Che won't say too many good things, because he is interested in his iron concubine.
"Although I am the director of the office, I am not a 'card level', I am an ordinary cadre. From the general cadre directly to the director, one step across two levels. And the old car Tie Concubine Wang Lihua has been the deputy for five years. ”
-- Obviously, my father's diary is about the events of his 28-year-old appointment as a director, and he has only been practicing typing and memorizing on the computer for just over three years, which means that the diary is not a record of what happened that day.
Moreover, in his diary, there are few years, months and days, for example, the title of the above diary is "My Nickname", which is how he was called "Practical" by people.
This can be said to be one of his honors. Men like to boast, and we call it "showmanship" in the Northeast.
Thinking about how he sat in front of the computer and practiced typing, I think he was very happy.
He lit a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and when the smell of tobacco reached his lungs, it began to trigger his fond and happy memories, so he turned around and typed down on the keyboard - "Little Wood".
Xiao Mu: Who is Xiao Mu? I glanced at this diary a few times, and it suddenly dawned on me.
Xiaomu is Xiaoshui, because my dad mentioned the word Ruan Ling in it, and Xiaoshui is called Shui Ruan Ling.
Although my dad set a password on the computer, he was afraid that once someone decrypted and saw the contents of the diary, he replaced the name he wanted to hide with something else, such as Xiaoshui, he used Xiaomu.
Water and wood are relatively similar in type, and they are both members of the five elements, gold, wood, water, fire and earth.
In this way, outsiders or people who are not as smart as me will not think that Xiaomu is actually Xiaoshui.
This diary is long, and I started writing it from Xiaoshui to find my dad at the unit. But from what my dad wrote about Xiaoshui's clothes, it should be midsummer, how can Xiaoshui enter the unit with my feet in front and behind?