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"Dad hasn't been so talkative for a long time."

The middle-aged man who came out of the house had a very obvious Mediterranean hairstyle, with only a few strands of hair in the middle, and was struggling stubbornly.

In his impression, his father was so talkative 20 or 30 years ago when he was full of energy.

Since retirement, he usually reads newspapers and then thinks.

"So, it's rare." The old woman glanced at the house and smiled.

Her eyes fell on the somewhat restrained Liu Yifei, and she greeted:

"Come, eat melons, it's sweet, we are all ordinary people, don't be nervous."

"Thank you, grandma."

"I love to hear that."

The old woman smiled immediately after hearing the words. Looking at Liu Yifei, she actually seemed to see her sixteen-year-old self, that was meeting someone eight years older than herself again.

This shadow is very faint, but the years are also very faint. Unknowingly, she has passed middle age and is about to pass old age.

For a moment, the old woman's eyes revealed many memories, and she found topics to chat with Liu Yifei.

But his eyes would more or less fall on that door, his eyes revealing curiosity.

Time passed bit by bit.

From ten to eleven, there was no sign of ending.

It was close to noon, the door creaked, and a young figure opened the door.

"Just right, come out for dinner." The old woman said with a smile.

There were many people at lunch.

The old man came out in a wheelchair, and even when he was eating, he was chatting with Chu Ze, as if there were endless topics to talk about.

From the small formula of the engine to the future development ideas of the jet engine.

Turbojet, turbofan, deflagration, just one engine seemed to have endless topics to talk about.

Facing these topics, others could not interrupt, although he could not interrupt, but he still listened silently.

Others ate silently, unable to interrupt, but curious eyes were indispensable, looking at Chu Ze from time to time.

After a meal, it was obvious that the old man's face was still a little unsatisfied.

But Chu Ze thought about it and didn't choose to stay any longer.

After meeting someone and chatting for a long time, he should leave. It's no problem for him to continue chatting, but the other person's body may not be able to bear it.

"Come visit me next time I come to Yanjing."

"Okay, I'll see you off." The old man heard this and his eyes lit up.

"No need."

Chu Ze waved his hands repeatedly, with a bitter smile on his face: "Please stay, I really can't bear this."

"Xiao Yan, you take Chu Ze out for me."

The old man heard this, without too much argument, but took him out of the house in a wheelchair, and watched Chu Ze walking away in the courtyard.

When Chu Ze stepped out of the courtyard, the old man couldn't help but say:

"Chu Ze, remember our agreement." The hoarse voice made Chu Ze pause.

"Sure, I'm leaving."

Chu Ze turned around and waved goodbye again, and walked away.

After walking out of the courtyard, Chu Ze politely said to Professor Qin, who was also an old man:

"Professor Qin, you don't need to see me off. We'll get in the car and leave."

"Okay."

Qin Chi didn't say anything, just waved and watched Chu Ze get in the car.

In the courtyard.

The old man watched him go, with a smile on his face that his family hadn't seen for a long time. The smile was very bright and very wanton.

He gently patted the hand on the wheelchair armrest, and the old woman understood instantly.

"You go back, let's take a walk."

The old woman pushed the wheelchair and felt the midday sun, which fell on her body through the branches and leaves. It was very warm, but when there were fewer branches and leaves, it would sting her skin.

"I can see that you are really happy. I haven't seen you like this for a long time." The old woman looked at the person who accompanied her through the ups and downs, and her face was happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Of course."

The old man didn't hide anything, and his face was full of wanton smiles.

The old woman, who was pushing the wheelchair and walking unsteadily, did not ask for details, but smiled and said: "That girl is not bad. I see myself in her when I was young."

"That's really good. Think about it back then, and look at it now. We have unknowingly buried half of our feet in the ground."

"Who said it wasn't? I was sixteen when I met you again, and she will be eighteen in a few days. By the way, do you need to prepare a gift for Xiaogang to send?"

After so many years together, how could she not understand her partner's thoughts.

This is not a junior, but a fellow traveler.

"I'll write a word and let Xiaogang help me send it." The old man pondered for a moment and said.

"You write a word for someone? You are breaking the principles you set."

The old woman's face was surprised, not because her partner's handwriting was not good.

On the contrary, the handwriting was very beautiful.

No inscriptions, no prefaces, decades of life have been like this, suddenly heard that he was asked to write an inscription,How could it not be surprising?

"Principles are meant to be broken. Right and wrong, merits and demerits, will be judged by future generations. Why bother?" The old man smiled and spoke indifferently.

If it were someone else, he would naturally not want to write an inscription, nor would he write one, but now he has this urge, and it is very strong.

"So, what did you talk about in the past two hours?" The old woman couldn't control her curiosity and asked.

"He promised me the best in the world."

The old man looked back, raised his head slightly, greeted the old woman's gaze, and couldn't help but curl up his lips.

He has been through a lot of ups and downs, but some people are just crossing the mountains and rivers for the first time, and the road is still long.

He can't see the day when the promise comes true, but he believes that someone will definitely make it come true.

Because the young man has lofty ambitions, he is promised to be the best in the world.

"No wonder."

The old woman suddenly realized and pushed the old man to bask in the sun.

It's just that the other old people in the courtyard, although curious, just watched from a distance, and none of them came forward to disturb.

After a lifetime of walking, it is only right that they spend their old age in peace.

Just after noon, after walking for about half an hour, the two returned to the courtyard.

But when the old man said what he thought, the middle-aged man was completely confused.

"Inscription? Dad, are you going to write an inscription for someone?"

The middle-aged man returned home and watched his mother push his father into the study. He was sure that everything he heard was true.

Not only an inscription, but also an inscription for a little girl.

He hurried into the study and saw that the long-collected Hui ink was crushed a little, and his hand was strong and powerful, and the pen was sharp.

The middle-aged man watched from the side, silent.

'Those who have the same desire will win, and those who are in the same boat will prosper. '

After writing one copy, he still had some strength left, so he picked up the pen and wrote again.

'A towering tree must have its roots; a mountain stream must have its source. '

As soon as the two pieces came out, the old man looked at the two pieces of calligraphy, hesitated a little, and turned to look at his wife.

"Which one do you think is the best?"

"Why not give both together, one for each person."

"Then give both together, and you can also put a seal on it, so that we can give them together." The old man immediately made the decision after hearing this.

"Okay."

The old woman nodded immediately after hearing this, and picked up two seals from the bookshelf.

The middle-aged man on the side remained silent. He could see that his father really favored the young man. He had been asking for it but couldn't get it, but in just two hours, he got the inscription that he and many others had been asking for for decades.

And from what he meant, it was not an active request, but an active gift.

Two paintings were given at once, one for each person.

...........

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Siheyuan.

Grandma Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli were in the kitchen, preparing a dinner.

Of course, it was Liu Xiaoli, Gu Ying, and Xue Pan who were preparing. Grandma Liu Yifei just looked through the blinds at the figures sitting in the side hall opposite.

Although Chu Ze greeted him enthusiastically when he came back, he was obviously thinking.

Grandma simply asked Liu Yifei to take Chu Ze to the side hall. First, there was no one to disturb him and it was quiet. Second, it was just opposite the kitchen.

"It seems that this visit has a great impact on Teacher Chu." Gu Ying muttered in a low voice.

"I can see it. How can it not be small? Maybe the things they talked about are very deep." Xue Pan echoed and said.

"What do you think they might talk about?"

Upon hearing this, grandma immediately became curious and came over to listen to the young people's ideas.

Liu Xiaoli, who was peeling vegetables on the side, rarely interrupted, but just pricked up her ears.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have failed the postgraduate entrance examination. The level is too high. Last time we went to listen to a meeting, the director of the Development and Reform Commission was listening carefully." Xue Pan shook his head. It was okay for her to guess blindly, but this level of guessing was obviously not something she could handle.

And you can't guess randomly.

The three people in the kitchen were speechless for a moment after Xue Pan said this, because that was the fact.

In the side hall, Chu Ze, who was sitting on the sofa, sat quietly on the sofa.

Liu Yifei came over with a glass of lemonade and naturally placed it next to Chu Ze's hand, without disturbing Chu Ze who was thinking.

He just picked up a book silently and read it beside him. However, not long after reading, the phone suddenly vibrated. Liu Yifei glanced at the incoming call and hurriedly walked to the side to answer it.

Not long after Liu Yifei answered the phone, she sat back on the sofa and picked up the book she had been reading before and continued reading.

Chu Ze leaned on the sofa and sighed.

Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him, put down the book immediately and cast a concerned look.

"I'm fine, I feel a little touched." Chu Ze shook his head and gave Liu Yifei a comforting look.

After a slight pause, he asked, "Are you going to order clothes tomorrow?"

"This is what grandma arranged.""Then let's arrange it this way. I have to go to the Academy of Sciences the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, by the way, Principal Kong just contacted me and said that the leader will come. How should I arrange it?" Liu Yifei said in a strange tone.

"Just arrange an inner venue, and I'll take care of the rest."

Chu Ze thought about it and said in a deep voice.

The birthday party invitation has been sent out, the specifications have been set, and this birthday party may not only be for Zhang Weiguo and Kong Jinbao.

Instead of that, it is better to arrange an inner venue.

"Okay, then I'll talk to my mother now?"

"Okay."

Seeing Chu Ze nod, Liu Yifei stood up and walked out of the side hall.

Walked towards the main hall, and seeing that there was no one in the main hall, he went straight to the kitchen.

"Come out, come out..."

In the kitchen, a group of people were in a hurry.

Just a moment later, Liu Yifei appeared in the kitchen, with a strange look in her eyes, looking at everything in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

Gu Ying is peeling... celery, and it looks like the kind that needs to be peeled?

Celery needs to be peeled?

Xue Pan is holding a rolling pin, rolling... yellow sprouts and white?

Liu Yifei's eyes fell on her grandmother, who was standing next to the trash can with a cane in one hand and a spatula in the other.

As for her mother...

"Mom, you use a fruit knife to cut vegetables?" Liu Yifei's tone was full of weirdness.

"Uh... practice."

Liu Xiaoli blushed, looked at the fruit knife in her hand, and tried to cut it: "It's not easy to cut, forget it."

Then she quickly changed back to the kitchen knife in the sink.

"By the way, will Chu Ze have someone from his circle come tomorrow?" Liu Xiaoli changed the subject.

"Yes, we need to set up an inner field, so we don't have to be responsible for security."

"We still have to be responsible for security? What level of people are coming?" Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment and asked instinctively.

"It's certain that he will come. It's a senior leader from the Ministry of Marine Affairs."

With a clang.

The kitchen knife she had just picked up fell into the sink again.

".........."

This time, Liu Xiaoli finally understood why her mother said that she might have to call Xixi the head of the group after a while.