Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

There is never a shortage of people in Shichahai. When Zhou Zheng and his friends arrived at Shichahai, there were still people fishing, which reminded Zhou Zheng of the time when he and his friends fished in Shichahai.

I remember that at that time, he accidentally discovered that [Xiangxiang Shower Shampoo] had a strong attraction to fish, and he caught a lot of big fish for this reason.

Shichahai is still the same Shichahai, but...

"The flowers are the same year after year, but the people are different year after year." Zhou Zheng suddenly sighed.

He Yushui didn't understand Zhou Zheng's sentimentality. She leaned on the jade railing and looked toward the center of the lake. The evening breeze made her feel refreshed. "It's more comfortable at night. It's not as hot as during the day."

With a click, Tian Xinyue took a photo of He Yushui. "Yeah, I'm almost suffocating in the institute office during the day. It would be great if we could install an air conditioner."

The air conditioner she was talking about was the one that came with the Space Villa. There was no place to buy air conditioners these days.

He Yushui felt that installing an air conditioner was not realistic, so she thought of a fan as a second choice, "Forget about the air conditioner, a ceiling fan will do."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've thought about this a long time ago. Wang Xu and his team are currently working on an air conditioner project. It won't take long to make it. We'll install it in the research institute first."

The air conditioner drawings were not among the 20 mechanical drawings and were classified as unimportant drawings. However, Zhou Zheng felt that they had some value, so he raised the priority level of the manufacturing of the air conditioner.

Tian Xinyue was startled. "Isn't our current electricity supply quota enough to power the air conditioner?"

Zhou Zheng nodded, but said indifferently: "Indeed, but it's just a matter of one sentence. In addition... I plan to install solar power generation equipment in the institute, so that our institute can be self-sufficient in electricity in the future."

He Yushui asked curiously: "Solar energy?"

Zhou Zheng affirmed: "Yes, solar energy!"

Tian Xinyue asked doubtfully: "Do we have this technology now?"

Zhou Zheng said confidently: "The principle of solar power generation is very simple. The Academy of Sciences now has a mature plan. The difficulty lies in the storage of electricity. There has been no major breakthrough in this regard in China, but this is not a problem for you men. Don't worry, by the end of this month, I promise to install solar equipment in our institute. Maybe we can even be rated as an advanced unit."

Tian Xinyue smiled and said, "Even if we don't have solar power generation equipment, we still can't escape the honor of being an advanced unit, hehe."

Zhou Zhengdao: "Then let's be more cautious."

He Yushui said worriedly, "Brother Zhou, you say... since we established the research institute, we have produced so many mechanical drawings. Will the higher-ups suspect us?"

Zhou Zheng said indifferently: "There are doubts for sure, but there are also contributions. The higher-ups are not stupid. For the vague suspicions, our contributions are obviously greater than the threats. They can't possibly think that our technical drawings were obtained in the space world, so they just turn a blind eye."

Tian Xinyue said: "That's true. If I hadn't seen the wonders of the space world with my own eyes, who would have thought of such a fantastic thing."

Zhou Zheng laughed, "Well, why are you saying this? If there is a real threat, we can go to Hong Kong. If we can't go to Hong Kong, we can all go to the small space world to live. In this world, when it comes to guerrilla warfare, who can beat us in the space world?"

He Yushui nodded, "That makes sense, but...Brother Zhou, don't you think calling it a space world is too rustic?"

Zhou Zheng asked curiously: "Then what do you think it should be called?"

He Yushui chuckled, "How about calling it the dimensional space? Dimension refers to dimension. Our space does not belong to the real dimension. I think it is more appropriate to call it the dimensional space."

Zhou Zheng smiled and tapped He Yushui's head, "Oh, you're so smart. Okay, let's call it Dimensional Space."

Tian Xinyue curled her lips, "Childish!"

The three of them strolled around Shichahai for a while, walked along the embankment to Wanning Bridge, then turned back from Wanning Bridge and drove back to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

The sun was still setting at this time, and the lights were on in front of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

Under the light, Yan Fugui sat on a small bench smoking a cigarette, looking indescribably lonely from a distance.

Zhou Zheng parked the car in the alley and the three got out.

"Xiao Zhou, it's time to get off work."

"Ah."

We simply greeted each other, but no one seemed to want to chat, and there was nothing to talk about.

As soon as he returned to the East Cross Courtyard, He Yushui said bluntly: "What's wrong with the courtyard today? It seems that Yan Laokou is listless and looks like he has lost his soul."

Zhou Zheng joked, "Who knows? Maybe it's menopause! It can't be that my wife ran away with someone else!"

"Pfft, haha." He Yushui couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zhou Zheng say that.

Tian Xinyue closed the door and said, "Alright, stop joking. After all, Teacher Yan is old, and it's not appropriate for us to say that. If what we said is true, who will be responsible? Haha~"

She made a fool of herself, with a hint of gloating.

Zhou Zheng looked at Tian Xinyue with a strange expression, pulled the corner of his mouth, and silently gave her a thumbs up, "You are the one with the bad mouth!"

Not long after entering the house, there was a knock on Zhou Zheng’s gate.

At this time, Tian Xinyue and He Yushui were taking a shower in the bathroom, so Zhou Zheng had to open the door.

Standing outside the door was He Daqing, with a complicated expression on his face, giving people the feeling that he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Zhou Zheng was more polite to He Daqing, "Dad, what's the matter?"

He Daqing subconsciously looked back and then squeezed in, "Well, let's go in and talk..."

Zhou Zheng had no choice but to make way for He Daqing to enter the courtyard. "Let's talk in the pavilion over there. It's not very convenient inside right now."

He Daqing nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Zhou Zheng closed the gate of the courtyard.

Then the two of them walked through the flower bed and came to the pavilion next to the veranda.

Zhou Zheng said bluntly: "Dad, just tell me what you want to say. We are not outsiders."

He thought He Daqing wanted to ask for something.

He Daqing sat on a stone bench, took out a box of economic cigarettes from his arms and handed one to Zhou Zheng, then lit one for himself. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke before saying, "Xiao Zheng, Dad made a mistake and is panicking now. You have a lot of ideas, so Dad wants you to give him some advice."

His words piqued Zhou Zheng's interest. Ever since He Daqing returned to Beijing, he had only had some trouble with the White Widow. But after divorcing the White Widow, he rarely had any trouble. How could he have made a mistake?

"What's the matter? Why did you make a mistake?"

He Daqing pursed his lips and said, "I got Liu Haizhong's wife and Yan Fugui's wife pregnant."

"What?" Zhou Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He Daqing said it again with a sigh.

Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched. He really wanted to give He Daqing a thumbs up, but he felt it was not appropriate.

"No, what do you think, Old Yan? Old Liu's wife can't catch up with the White Widow, so why..."

He Daqing said, "Oh, you are young and don't know. These old ladies are all good in their own way. How can you compare them?"

Zhou Zheng said angrily and amusedly: "No, is this the point?"

He Daqing didn't say anything. Zhou Zheng's tone softened a little. "How do you want me to help you? Kill Old Yan and Old Liu? Or..."

Hearing Zhou Zheng's words, He Daqing panicked and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, no, how can you just kill him? I'm just trying to figure out if I can get away with it and not let them know."

Zhou Zhengdao: "That's easy. There is abortion, right? Can't we just go to the hospital and have it done?"

He added: "We have people at the hospital, so it won't be a problem."

He Daqing pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, "No, if only it were that simple. In fact, the two of them went to the hospital this morning to ask, and the doctor said that having an abortion at their age would be life-threatening, and abortion is not recommended."

Zhou Zheng was in a dilemma. To be honest, if he wanted to avoid danger, he could just feed him a healing pill, but Zhou Zheng didn't want to pay with two healing pills.

Before Zhou Zheng could think of other solutions, He Daqing added: "Besides, the child is innocent. We can't let the child bear the consequences because of the adult's problems."

Zhou Zheng was speechless, "Haha, then you are quite kind-hearted."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Do whatever you want, just follow your heart."