Chapter Twenty-Three: Reminiscing about the Past

Early in the morning, he found that his son and wife were silent, and he thought it was strange.

However, he later discovered that his son and wife had died and their bodies had hardened.

Her worries are meaningless.

Zheng Riqiang hugged the stiff Confucius, wanted to cry without tears, looked at his son's corpse blankly, and sat firmly like that.

It's nightfall.

It's dawn.

Think yesterday, they were still discussing their son's future.

A very real question is, how can the son continue the race in Mars, where there is no eclipse of color? The best thing to do is to go back to Earth.

And in some whimsical, nonsense "pseudo-science fiction", this is a problem that does not need to be considered, anyway, the protagonist can not eat or drink, long live a long life, a somersault is a few light years, hundreds of thousands of human beings, don't you just open your mouth?

It is in mythology that only two Adam and Eve are enough to give birth to offspring.

In fact, how many people do it take to perpetuate humanity? Scientists say more than 100 people.

And some scientists are more specific: 98 is the minimum minimum number of people.

This is clearly not enough. Zheng Riqiang, who has knowledge of reproductive medicine, understands that it is practically impossible for 98 people to build a new kingdom, which requires everything to go smoothly and everything goes well.

If it is not done well, civilization will not only gradually progress, but will also degrade.

A simple example is the Tasmanian effect, also known as the "island effect".

Tasmania, which is separated from Australia by the 200-kilometre-wide Bass Strait, is only 1.87 times the size of Taiwan Province of China.

And the vast sea completely separates Tasmania from the Australian continent, just like humans on Mars.

At that time, there were more than 98 humans on Tasmania? There were thousands of them.

However, after 10,000 years (just 10,000 years) of historical evolution, they are living the most primitive life in the world.

And the humans who are separated by water from them are already exploring the starry sky!

And the current Tasmanians are actually no different from the Australian Aborigines.

Therefore, in theory, a few hundred people are enough to continue human incense, but in practice it is far from enough, and thousands of people may not be.

The "North Sentinel Island" in India is also an example.

North Sentinel Island covers an area of about 72 square kilometers, and although the Santinelles can fish, hunt and gather, they are also seriously degraded and not much different from the primitive people.

So, it is almost impossible to expect a few hundred, or even 98, to be able to perpetuate a race.

Therefore, with only one son, the race must not be continued. They even "envisioned" their son's future - to multiply on Earth.

However, there is no need for Zheng Riqiang to think and worry now, the matter is irreparable, and his wife and children left him overnight.

He put on his spacesuit, carried the bodies of his wife and children to the outside of the spaceship, dug a random pit, and buried them.

Fortunately, the soil of Mars is "a plate of loose sand", and he did not encounter much difficulty, because the soil of Mars is because of the bombardment of Martian rocks by cosmic rays, which causes particles on the rocks to fall and form, plus the atmosphere of Mars is thin and there is no moisture, so the soil is relatively loose.

They became the first pair of humans to die on a planet other than Earth. He printed a note: The tomb of his beloved wife Confucius and Mei's mother and son on Mars.

Zheng Riqiang silently remembered many scenes with Confucius Mei, and felt unprecedented confusion and melancholy.

He had a lot of thoughts, remembering the first time he saw Confucius Mei.

It was not long after he was a courier boy when he received a takeaway order from a man named Confucius Mei.

Somehow, he suddenly felt that he would have something to do with this woman.

When he delivered the takeaway to Confucius Mei, he found that Confucius Mei's eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to have cried.

After that, he took her orders intentionally or unintentionally, and slowly, the two seemed to become good friends and added WeChat to each other.

One night, when he got off work, he suddenly sent a WeChat message to Confucius Mei: Hello, are you off work?

Confucius sent a surprised expression: It's past 10 o'clock, get off work? Is there a point where you get off work? Something?

Zheng Riqiang said: I thought that the capitalists' enterprises were all 996.

Confucius: It seems that food delivery is not under the hands of capitalists?

Zheng Riqiang said: It's all the same.

Confucius: Please let me have supper?

Zheng Riqiang said: That's right, I thought you white-collar workers had just gotten off work.

Confucius Zimei scolded with a smile: Cut, you are a white-collar worker, and your whole family is a white-collar worker!

Zheng Riqiang laughed: Looking at your dress, shouldn't you be a white-collar worker?

Confucius: Looking at your appearance, you don't look like a food delivery person.

Zheng Riqiang used a few laughing expressions: Let's get down to business, let's have supper, as if you have always been alone. No one should stop it.

Of course, if you're married, don't do anything that makes your husband suspicious, as I didn't say. Lao Tzu doesn't want to destroy a beautiful family. Or, you're in a relationship, and I don't want to be beaten.

Confucius: I'm not married, and I'm not in love, don't worry, don't talk nonsense, where?

Zheng Riqiang: Then let's go to the "Fulai Restaurant" at the entrance of your community? They have a barbecue, usually until 3am, and I've delivered takeaways.

Confucius: Okay, that's it, wait for me.

When Confucius arrived there, she saw that Zheng Riqiang was already sitting there, with a few bottles of beer and a plate of grilled fish on the table. He was talking to his boss.

Zheng Riqiang saw Confucius Mei, beckoned to her, and said: You have to be honest, do you have a husband? I'm most afraid that half of it will be drunk, and your husband will come up and beat me.

Confucius Meimei said: Is there a husband who comes out for me so late?

Later, Zheng Riqiang repeatedly recalled this meeting. Sometimes, life is so wonderful, no matter how unknown the two of them were before, it doesn't matter, and you will intersect in the dark.

They had no memory of what time they had drunk that night, or how much they had drunk.

There are also a lot of dishes, crayfish, grilled fish, sizzling beef, and later, the boss and the proprietress also closed the door and drank with them, and the boss and Ouyang Jian also guessed the code loudly. Fortunately, no one complained.

The boss and Zheng Riqiang guessed the code and drank, Zheng Riqiang always lost, and the proprietress joked that Zheng Riqiang was "proud of love and frustrated in the casino".

Zheng Riqiang said on the right color: Don't say it, I am also frustrated in love and in the workplace.

The boss gulped down his beer and muttered, "If you don't finish it, raise fish?"

The proprietress snatched his glass and said, "It's all nonsense, and you are not allowed to drink it."

At 2 o'clock in the evening, when it was time to settle the bill, the boss and the proprietress resolutely did not accept the money.

Zheng Riqiang got angry, put a large stack of banknotes on the table, and said: Lao Tzu is rich! Glad! Do you look down on me?

At this time, the indicator light of the aircraft flashed, and the horn also "beeped", and the earth base came with information.

He translated the call, and at one point he was shocked and sighed deeply.