Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

"thank you!"

Professor Zhong is very grateful. My wife really likes flowers. With camellias, my wife's temper will definitely be gone, and I won't talk about him anymore.

"Look, how well this flower blooms, and it's as shy as a beauty. It hides behind the leaves, and you can't find it unless you look carefully. Look... huh, where are the flowers? I saw the one here just now... Where are you hiding?" went?"

The director's eyes were wide open, and he held his breath to pull the leaves, but he pulled each leaf again, but he couldn't find the three beautiful beauties, only saw three broken branches, and laughed at him blankly.

He rushed to the top of his head in one breath, the director's eyes darkened, and he roared angrily, "Which turtle stole my flower?"

The roar resounded through the sky, and the whole research institute heard it, as if an alarm had been sounded, all the people in the research institute stopped what they were doing collectively, and when they listened carefully, gossip appeared on their faces.

Everyone in the institute knows that the director has recently regarded a pot of camellias as his darling, and he doesn't care much about the director's wife. It is indeed well-raised. When the flower buds are being harvested, the director shows off everywhere, and broadcasts the situation of the camellias on time every day.

I picked a few flower buds today, which ones will bloom tomorrow, how many blooms, and the budding is still full of flowers. The director broadcasts on time every day. Now everyone knows that this pot of camellia princess has already bloomed three. The director is very happy I can't close my mouth every day, who is this brazen guy who dares to adopt the director's sweetheart?
tsk...

God damn it!
The director with a black face, was so angry that he couldn't stop circling in the office, "Bandits, bandits, scum, scum... You son of a bitch... Don't let me catch him, I can't spare him!"

"Calm down, there are still so many flower buds, and they will bloom in two days." Professor Zhong persuaded him kindly. He has a gentle temperament and never pays attention to trivial matters in life. He doesn't think picking three flowers is a big deal. What's important, maybe some young man saw the beauty of the flower, and couldn't help but pick it up.

It is also impossible to be an outsider. The security of the research institute is so strong that no flies can fly in. It must be someone from the research institute, and they are all our own people.

"Can this be the same? This is the first stubble (broken sound), don't you know, the first stubble (re-broken sound)!"

The director shouted at the top of his voice, Ruya's face was full of anger, Professor Zhong turned his body sideways to avoid the old classmate's saliva attack, his expression was a little helpless, he still couldn't understand the old classmate's anger.

What’s the difference between the stubble and the stubble? Aren’t they all flowers? He thinks they all look the same, just like when he eats Mingqian tea and ordinary tea, he can’t taste a little difference. He even thinks Mingqian tea is too weak. , Or ordinary tea is better.

"I'm going to the Security Section, this matter must be investigated!"

The director waved his hand vigorously, and strode out of the office. There were several people standing in the corridor, and when they saw the director coming out, they immediately scattered and pretended to go to work.

Someone hesitated to speak, and wanted to tell the director that he saw Han Jingchuan go out with three flowers, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it. It is a bad behavior to make a small report, and it is especially taboo in the research institute, because many institutes The seniors in the school, such as Professor Zhong, were unlucky because they were reported by others. They were full of talents and were sent to the countryside to herd cattle and pigs. They stayed there for more than ten years. of.

Full of anger, he went to the director of the guard room, and came back within a few minutes, with a strange expression on his face, and said to Professor Zhong dumbfounded: "That bastard Han Jingchuan picked it!"

Professor Zhong couldn't help laughing, "It's probably to give him a date. Let me tell you, that little girl Su Mei is really nice, beautiful and kind-hearted. I still owe this little girl a thank you. When I'm free, I want to Invite her to a meal and thank her face to face!"

"This guy is really enlightened, it's better for me to teach."

The director couldn't help but feel complacent again. He just told this brat that he wanted to send flowers to the girl, and he became a flower picker on his back. This is a credit to his good teaching.

Professor Zhong smiled honestly, and praised: "You do have experience in this area. At that time, my sister-in-law was a high-ranking kapok, and you picked it."

The director is even more proud. Pursuing his wife is the most successful thing he has done in his life. All his scientific research achievements are far less important than his wife. It's a pity that he can't help his wife. If his wife stays abroad, her life will suffer. Will be richer and more refined, but he came back to live a hard life with him, and the daughter of the daughter had to wash her hands to make soup, but the wife had no complaints.

"Is Xiao Han's child better?" Professor Zhong asked with concern.

The smile on the director's face disappeared, he sighed, and regretted: "There is no particularly effective medicine, and we don't have very professional psychologists in China, but there are overseas, but the current situation... It's a pity for this child and his brother."

Professor Zhong also sighed. Although he had never met Han Jingyan, he had heard of the youngest genius scientist in the institute, who joined the institute at the age of 16 to take on a major responsibility. Important data, and it is precisely because of this that he was murdered and died tragically. Han Jingchuan was also implicated, and now he can't get out of the pain and self-blame.

"When the situation becomes more relaxed, let's contact Lao Jin. He has researched in this area and knows many experts. Xiao Han is still young. He shouldn't live like this for the rest of his life. It's also what our research institute owes him. If it wasn't for all the If you are negligent, you won't..."

The director couldn’t go on anymore, with a look of self-blame. He wasn’t the director 15 years ago, but he was also a participant in that project. Han Jingyan was his student and his most capable assistant. It was another student of his who leaked the secret. This is also the direct cause of Han Jingyan's accident.

Although the student who leaked the secret has been severely punished, the director still blames himself, because he has not taught the students well, and he has a great responsibility.

Professor Zhong patted him lightly on the shoulder, "It will get better, our country will become stronger one day, and become a real oriental lion. Even if we can't see it, our descendants will go to the grave Told us!"

The director nodded with a confident expression, "I believe that in 50 years at most, or even shorter, our country of China must be prosperous and prosperous, and no one dares to deceive you. Old Zhong, we must take good care of our health and strive to see that with our own eyes. one day!"

"it is good!"

Professor Zhong hesitated for a while, but nodded, he should work hard.

The two old classmates looked at each other and smiled. Although there were a lot of wrinkles on their faces, they were full of vigor and high spirits, and their energy was no worse than that of young people.

The textile factory's off-duty bell rang, and Su Mei let out a long breath as if hearing the sound of nature. Finally, she got off work. Master Li, whose back was still straight, looked at her, hesitant to speak.

"Master, I'm going home first!"

After Su Mei changed her clothes, she said with a smile to Li Weihua who was still changing.

"Ah."

Li Weihua looked indifferently, looked at Su Mei again, summoned up his courage and asked, "Do you want to sell your job?"