Arty Records

Because talking about the mobile phone and mentioning Ahla, it is natural to talk about follow-up matters by the way.

"The person who did it has already been arrested. It is said that the two bastards have a lot of criminal records, which is enough to sentence him to ten or twenty years. The grandson surnamed Tang will definitely step down, but the matter is a bit complicated, so we have to wait. My brother-in-law has asked someone to take care of Uncle Lian , never let anyone trouble him. I know you want to get Uncle Lian out, this is more difficult..."

Hong Xinyao spoke very succinctly, and he deliberately omitted the hidden rules of the hidden behind-the-scenes transactions of all kinds of underground activities.However, Fang Sishen had just been blinded by Fang Duzhi, and he rarely guessed why Tang had to wait to step down, and it was the most difficult to get Lian Fuhai out.

"If I don't get it out, I won't be at ease after all. How about I think about it, get a set of identity and household registration documents from here, and ask someone to secretly bring Uncle Lian to Beijing?"

"Don't..." Fang Sishen objected subconsciously.Think about it carefully, if things are really like what my father said, whether the corruption in the renovation of the shed area is exposed, and the political struggle for re-election is involved, then because I am confused and slammed into it, no matter whether I have evidence or not, even Fu Hai will be in danger. He must have become a figure closely watched by the local parties.Safety is not an issue, whereabouts is the big issue.If Hong Xinyao insisted on getting him to the capital, he might cause all kinds of unforeseen overreactions and cause endless troubles.

Shaking his head: "As long as Uncle Lian is fine. If you do that, even if you happen to succeed, there are too many hidden dangers, and he can't live a normal life. Besides, Uncle Lian himself may not be willing. Let's do it first."

Thinking of what he said before, he asked, "Did you report the crime for me? Why were those two sentenced so quickly?"

Hong Xinyao snorted coldly: "What case are you reporting? We ran away from Ahla overnight, and when you were sleeping in the hotel in the afternoon, those two bastards were locked up. The mayor personally called my brother-in-law to plead guilty and said What management negligence, local law and order needs to be strengthened - put his mother's fart!"

Fang Sishen stopped talking.Although I knew it would be like this, but when I really knew it was like this, I couldn't feel comfortable.

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Hong Xinyao said: "It's time for a nap. You sleep yours, don't worry about me." Then, he put the armchair next to the head of the bed, sat on it, put his feet on the edge of the bed, He took out his mobile phone and looked through it, looking like he would accompany him to the end, not to mention how comfortable he was.

Fang Sishen was really tired, but he couldn't fall asleep when he lay down, his mind was buzzing, and he was a little inexplicably excited.There are many things, knowing that it is useless to think about them, but I still can't help thinking about them.When I was really ready to think clearly, I found that the whole mess was entangled and entangled, so it was better not to think about it.

The hand was held by the person next to him: "Can't sleep? If I can't sleep, let me talk to you."

"say what?"

"Just say..."

Fang Sishen was regretting that he shouldn't have asked more questions. This guy turned his nose up and didn't know what nasty words would come out of his mouth, but he heard that he couldn't be more serious: "Tell me why you sneaked away without telling your father during the Chinese New Year." Let's go home."

Just as he was hesitating blankly, he heard another sentence: "Tell me, I want to know."

After holding it in my heart for so long, I really need to try to talk it out.And apart from this person beside him, there is really no other person suitable to confide in.Fang Sishen licked his lips and said slowly: "The story is a bit long. To put it simply, I suddenly discovered recently that my father...is not my biological father."

"What?!" Hong Xinyao jumped up, "Are you kidding me? How is it possible?"

After countless times of searching and pondering, Fang Sishen was really as calm as telling a story.

"Don't you think... I don't look like my dad?"

"It doesn't look like much... But there is no rule that a son has to look like his father, and there are some like his mother. Besides, didn't you say that when you were young, you were malnourished, so you were not as tall as your father?"

"I didn't know it then."

"That's not right, everyone can see how good your father is to you... Doesn't he know? Ah!" Young Master Hong said heartily: Oh no, it turned out that the deceased mother-in-law wore this big one for the old father-in-law. Green hat.

"He knew it. He knew it from the beginning."

"Huh? This..." Hong Xinyao couldn't respond.This plot is simply more powerful than the TV series.I thought to myself that he ran back to his hometown specially for this.Suddenly finding out that your own father is not your own father, you must feel very uncomfortable, and it is inconvenient to ask more questions, scratching your head, comforting, "It's so rare to be so kind to you when you know it's not your own... To put it this way, You are very lucky."

Fang Sishen listened, and smiled slightly: "I think so too."

"Then...you ran back to your hometown just to...to investigate the truth?" First Young Master Hong asked cautiously, "Is there any result?"

Fang Sishen held one hand in his hand, the warmth from the palm was filled with silent intimacy and care, and his whole body and mind were enveloped in a suggestive atmosphere that could be safely attached to.This kind of feeling, only had a similar experience from He Shensi when he was the youngest.When he grows up, he can live with He Shensi, but he can't be attached.Later, following Fang Duzhi, he could be attached, but he couldn't feel safe.

All of a sudden, it seemed like there was nothing he couldn't talk about.There are many kinds of communication between people, and it is not necessarily necessary to be understood. Sometimes, what is more expected is to be comforted.Fang Sishen realized at this moment that in fact, he communicated with the person sitting next to him so much that he was surprised.Often incomprehension, but strangely, often comfort.

"Have you heard of the third major transformation?"

"I know a little bit. It's in the history book. I've memorized it." Young Master Hong was very grateful that history was the best subject he memorized in the college entrance examination back then.

"It should be the 26th year of the Republic of China, but it has been 35 years. A group of students from the National High School at that time..."

"National High School?"

"That's right, it's National No. [-] High School. Many of those students are as old as you when you first transferred here. They all come from good family backgrounds. They belong to, how should I put it, young masters and young ladies of that era, and they were sent to Manggan Road for training and transformation." .”

After going to Manggan Road, and having fully experienced what kind of place it is, Young Master Hong frowned: "Since the family background is very good, why are you sent to that poor and remote place to suffer?"

Fang Sishen was silent for a while before he said: "The reason is very complicated... If you are interested, you can look up the information yourself. In short, by the end of the third major transformation, all these students who can leave have left, and some cannot. , so I stayed and settled down in the local area. But even if I stayed, I tried to move to a bigger place. The only ones who have been guarding Manggan Road are my mother and adoptive father—they said it was the adoptive father. , In fact, he didn't tell me until I was 15 years old when he was dying."

Hong Xinyao suddenly squeezed his hand harder, got up and poured two glasses of water.

"I thought you returned to the capital with Uncle Fang, but it turned out not to be."

"Well, he came back early." Fang Sishen covered his eyes with his arms, "I always thought...he abandoned my mother and me. So, for a while...in my heart...I hated him very much...Who would have thought... ..."

Hong Xinyao also grabbed his hand: "You don't know, who told them to be secretive on purpose." He listened and guessed, although Fang Sishen mentioned the grievances and entanglements between the elders, and he stopped pointing, but A complex multi-angle relationship can also be faintly heard.He logically thought that Fang Duzhi was so kind to Fang Sishen, who was not his own, naturally because of the face of his deceased mother-in-law.I thought to myself, I can't tell, Dean Fang is the sage of true love.The adoptive father surnamed He is also quite extraordinary, taking care of the mother and child in silence for 15 years.

Probably unwilling to say more about the misunderstanding of the other party, Fang Sishen went back to talk about his childhood life.This time, the focus is on those happy memories, with a curious listener contributing to the flames, unknowingly telling a little bit about the experiences that have never been told to outsiders, including many past events that Fang Duzhi has never confessed. come out.Speaking of the death of my mother at the age of eight, I was groping to learn to do various housework; I have never been to school, and I have never had friends of the same age, and the forest is a paradise for growth; at the age of 15, my adoptive father died of illness, and I traveled thousands of miles alone, and came to the capital to find my father... Sigh In addition to being a little proud.

Hong Xinyao listened with all his heart, contacting what he saw and heard during his recent trip to Qingqiu and Baishui, he only felt that his unique childhood was miserable and lonely, and he wished he could travel through time and space to accompany and protect that poor child.Thinking of the graduation photo taken in the history showroom of the National First High School, the delicate and handsome young man had a stiff posture, pursed lips, showing an aloofness that was difficult to get along with, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.After thinking about it again, people who never go to school can be admitted to the School of Humanities after two months of study, and go all the way to the Ph.

I just want to make him happy, so I interrupted to talk about all kinds of embarrassing things about myself when I was a child.I don't count what I said before, and I will talk about the most embarrassing and most shocking things that I don't want to think of again in my life.

For example, when I was kidnapped at the age of eight, I watched too many cartoons and thought it was filming, so I was quite excited. When I finally saw the kidnapper being caught, I realized it later and peed my pants in fright.For example, graduated from junior high school at the age of 15, was lawless during the summer vacation, injured people in group fights, was hung up by the old man for smoking, was afraid of infection in hot weather, dried his bare buttocks for half a month, and was forced to take some close-up photos by the unscrupulous third sister.Another example is the cultural collection during the winter vacation of the second year of high school. In the backpack that was rescued by Fang Sishen on the winding path of Han Yipo in Hancheng, in fact, there was only a grade book with a red light shining...

When Fang Sishen heard the last one, he couldn't breathe with laughter: "Really, really? Is there really only one grade book?"

Young Master Hong turned his head and looked at the wall: "There are still two packs of potato chips."

"Pfft! Haha..." Fang Sishen laughed so hard that tears came out, "I said it's so bulging, but it's so light when you lift it up. So, haha, you are really..."

Hong Xinyao's eyes widened: "Laugh! You're still laughing! Just because of your intrusion, I ate my dad's meal of roast pork during the winter vacation, do you know that?"

Fang Sishen couldn't hold back his smile: "I'm sorry, I really don't know..."

Hong Xinyao rubbed his fingers, and suddenly said softly: "At that time, I was really an asshole..."

Fang Sishen fell silent for a moment.After a long time, he held his hand instead, as if to encourage, but also as if to approve, and only said four words: "It's fine now."

Hong Xinyao felt that these four words were the most valuable compliments he had ever heard since he was a child.It's hard to say: "I, I will always be nice to you, better and better, really, not only now, but also in the future, forever..."

Fang Sishen thought: Let's talk about the future.But he couldn't bear to say it at this time.

The two of them were silent for a while, and Hong Xinyao finally remembered and asked, "I haven't found out about your father for so many years. Why did you find out recently?"

"I went home to clean the house years ago and found the letter written by my adoptive father."

"Then... in the end..."

"I don't know." Fang Sishen sat up because he must not be able to sleep in the afternoon nap.Hong Xinyao automatically understood that this was a need for comfort, so he moved his buttocks and sat side by side on the head of the bed, reaching out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, the movements were natural and smooth.

The other party immersed in the conversation obviously accepted his body language and continued to talk: "It didn't say in the letter. Uncle Lian definitely didn't know. I guess, my dad didn't know either. Perhaps, only the dead mother knew best. It's just... I don't want to know anymore. If you have to care about it, how can you support your loved ones? It's good as it is now."

"I think so too." Young Master Hong said in his heart, one Mount Tai is enough to deal with it, if another one is dug out, who knows what it is, it won't be enough to add to the chaos.Ask him, "So have you told your dad?"

"Not yet...I have to think about it again."

"I think, since he knows, he hasn't exposed it for so many years, not only did he not expose it, but he didn't let you see it, does that mean that he doesn't want you to know?"

Fang Sishen shook his head.I thought: Once upon a time... I could see it.No father would treat his son that way, no matter what the excuse is, it's too bad.But this matter... No matter how close people are, they can't talk about it.

Sighed lightly: "Let me think again."

Seeing young master Hong leaning forward with a face, "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you tell him or not. The important thing is that you must tell me if you have anything to do."

One day later, Hong Xinyao came to the hospital again and met Fang Duzhi. Weng and his son-in-law looked for an opportunity to have a one-on-one chat about current affairs, politics, economy, culture and various fields, and they talked enthusiastically and speculatively.Fang Duzhi wanted to repay Young Master Hong well, and specially recruited several important relationship accounts for Zhenxintang.Hong Xinyao ate a lot of food from Qionglin Academy a few years ago, and the selection was almost the same. When the spring auction started, he just needed to rely on Dean Fang's contacts and knowledge.Both parties felt that the investment in oriental artworks was promising, and the heroes hit it off with the same views.

Fang Duzhi didn't pay too much attention to the [-]% "smart stocks" of Zhenxintang before, but now he can't help but change his attitude and start to take it seriously.

Regardless of Dean Fang and Young Master Hong, they both believed that a cooperative relationship with both friendship and benefits, an elegant business with both reputation and money, was worth having.

During the conversation, Hong Xinyao casually mentioned about the mobile phone: "I have a bunch of idle ones and it's useless. Take one and give it to my brother to use first. It's convenient and saves waste. It's disgusting for others, but he doesn't care about it." pick."

Fang Duzhi didn't particularly care.The next day, I accidentally saw my son writing oracle bone inscriptions on the screen with a stylus. I couldn't help but wondered: "What brand is this? It has such a function. I've never seen it before."

Fang Sishen felt guilty when he was asked, looked at both the front and back, and explained to his father solemnly: "I don't know what brand it is. This input function is very powerful, and it can directly convert handwriting into pictures. It is similar to computer drawing software, and the accuracy is quite high. If I feel that the pictures are inconvenient, but they can be saved as custom characters. The photos taken can also be directly processed into characters, which is more convenient than computers.”

Fang Duzhi said "Oh" and sighed: "We old people will be eliminated soon." While being comforted by his son very usefully, he took the phone to watch.The shape is similar to the popular styles nowadays, nothing can be seen on the surface, but the texture is very good in the hand.He secretly paid attention to it, then turned around and asked Gao Chengcheng to inquire.

After one night, a reply came: "Professor, at present, ordinary mobile phones do not have such a high-precision handwriting recognition function, except for the latest one from Jinweiao Company. I heard that there are only parallel imports in China." Where do you know this "tool that is beneficial to research" and suggested pertinently, "They specialize in products with outstanding single functions, which are said to be unique, but in fact, for most people, they are expensive and strange, and the market is small. Few people buy it. Although the handwriting recognition function is good, it is not cost-effective compared to the price.”

"how much is it?"

"Why should it be five digits?"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Duzhi thought about Young Master Hong's "idle" mobile phone.Inexplicably, it occurred to me that it shouldn't matter to this young master to spend five figures on a new mobile phone to please his girlfriend.But what really made him care was not the amount of money, but the gift of a mobile phone, showing so many thoughtful and considerate details, it was...too hard.After much deliberation, it seemed that there was no other possibility.Or, in Young Master Hong's mind, is it true that the god-brother he recognizes has a higher status than his girlfriend?

Because he was afraid that his son would be tired, Fang Duzhi definitely refused to help him bring his laptop, and only brought two idle books.Fang Sishen asked the nurse for the password of the wireless network in the high-ranking ward area, and the speed of connecting to the new mobile phone was extremely fast.With the thought that doing more is a little more, I began to remotely control the members of the research group.When it came to dealing with the mail backlog, three letters gave him a hard time.

One is Wedeli's New Year greeting letter.After returning to the country, every important traditional festival of the Xia Kingdom, this gentleman sent festival greetings as usual, and the two sides maintained the friendship of gentlemen who respect the courtesy and reciprocity.But this time, apart from the New Year greetings, another thing was mentioned. Price University recently received a fund dedicated to promoting cultural exchanges, and it is aimed at overseas young scholars who are engaged in in-depth research in professional fields. The Oriental Research Institute has a quota.If Fang Sishen is interested, Weideli will try his best to assign this spot directly to the Institute of Ancient Xia Language, National College of Jingshi University.Of course it is inconvenient to specify a person explicitly, but the field and direction of professional research can be specified, which is equivalent to tailor-made.

The application for this project is expected to start in May. Fang Sishen read the email carefully and thought about it. The time was very embarrassing, and there were many obstacles in other aspects.However, it seems too pity to refuse immediately.I wrote back to say hello, and only said that I need to think carefully.

The second letter is from Ou Pingxiang, the brother-in-law-to-be, wishing New Year and thanking my brother for making a good deed, and the young couple would like to treat them to dinner.The writing of the email is witty and funny, with all kinds of emoji marks interspersed between the lines, which is lively and lively, which is very different from the impression given in reality.

The third letter was from Liang Ruogu, who also invited Teacher Fang to dinner and expressed his thanks, written very earnestly and solemnly.Although there was not a single word in the letter mentioning the reason for the invitation, Fang Sishen was very clear about the reason.

I can't push back the two meals, and the time after discharge from the hospital has already been fully booked, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find time at all.When I made an appointment to come to the hospital, I felt embarrassed again, which made me worry for no reason.In the end, I decided to invite them to the hospital to meet. After all, time is the most precious thing.