January 24, 2087, the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, the second day of winter vacation.
Half a month ago, on the day she received her salary, her mother, Sun Hui, officially resigned. She was found to be pregnant as early as a month ago. In other words, the couple finally agreed and decided to have a second child.
This had nothing to do with Lu Zhengkang for the time being. He couldn't wait to come to Grandpa's house and confronted Lu Xuefeng immediately.
"Grandpa, didn't you say you want to take the social credit test? Why don't you keep your words?"
Lu Xuefeng tugged at Lu Zhengkang's little face and said, "Don't worry about the matter, sir."
"No, I have to take care of it today. If my great-grandpa reaches the second level of social security, he can live in the city. Then when he comes to our house, I can talk to my great-grandpa every day."
Lu Xuefeng glanced at Sun Hui sideways, his face sullen, "I'm not old enough to need someone to take care of me, so don't say that to children."
Sun Hui smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, Kangkang also has good intentions. Children's words are unbridled, so don't take them seriously."
Lu Xuefeng blushed, "You think I'm giving up on myself, you think I..." He stopped talking and froze.
Grandpa's anger comes and goes quickly. It belongs to the anger of an old man who lacks momentum. When he is angry, his dry face is almost filled with congested muscles, and his veins are exposed. It seems that all the blood in his body is pumped into the cranial cavity.
It makes people suspicious that they can hear a banging sound the next second, which is an auditory hallucination of his cerebral blood vessels bursting.
Sun Hui covered Lu Zhengkang's mouth in panic, fearing that he would say something irritating again.
Lu Xuefeng waved his hand, "You go back, I will take the child."
Sun Hui was embarrassed and said, "Master, I resigned and now I am planning to have a second child."
Lu Xuefeng murmured, "Second child, second child, okay, come to me for recuperation when the time comes. There is a lot of radiation in the city, so you can stay here this winter vacation. There are two guest rooms, and one more person may come by then.
Just let him go to the attic for two days."
…
Lu Xuefeng took Lu Zhengkang to go fishing.
At first Lu Zhengkang fantasized about rafting on the lake, and this time it came true. Lu Xuefeng borrowed a small wooden boat from the neighbor who managed the lake. It was the kind of sampan boat that was handmade, frustrated, and full of primitive flavor.
Lu Xuefeng asked his great-grandson, "Do you know ancient poetry? Read one and listen."
"Okay. Which song would Grandpa want to listen to?"
Lu Xuefeng had a relaxed smile on his face. He looked at the light green lake with calm water and the vast farmland surrounded by dead silence in the distance. He felt extremely peaceful, a kind of tranquility that made young people feel uncomfortable. The only thing missing here was
Snow, so he said, "Anything with snow will do."
Lu Zhengkang felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw his great-grandfather holding the fishing rod, so he shook his head and started to read: "Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."
Lu Xuefeng touched his great-grandson's head and said, "I'm not fishing alone. I'm doing this with you."
Lu Zhengkang: "How about Grandpa taking the Social Security Examination? I don't want to be without you. When the time comes that you retire, you will really be fishing alone."
Lu Xuefeng gently put the fishing rod aside, held Xiaolu on his lap, and hugged him with both arms. He didn’t use force, but it was not an empty hug. The old man’s muscles and bones were strong, but very thin. Lu Zhengkang felt a little
The heat passed from my great-grandfather's body, that kind of depressing heat.
"My great-grandpa is not fishing alone. My great-grandpa has friends. In the nursing home, my great-grandpa will have to accompany them in the future."
Lu Zhengkang took out his mobile phone and wanted to pick out the photo of the Long Live Roman Qinri band, but he realized that the photo had long been deleted by his mother, so he took back his mobile phone and asked directly: "Grandpa, the friend you mentioned was from the past.
That band of yours?”
Lu Xuefeng trembled. It was obvious that he tried his best to ask Lu Zhengkang in a calm tone, "How do you know this?"
Lu Zhengkang turned to look at his great-grandfather, his wrinkled face full of uncontrollable fear.
"Didn't I bring a record player and a disc four years ago? That time I asked you for an autograph. It was requested by your fans. I didn't say what I was taking it for. It was actually given to the disc seller.
The boss."
"You knew at that time that I used to be in a band?" Lu Xuefeng calmed down and combed Lu Zhengkang's hair with his generous fingers. The child's soft and tough hair made him feel at ease.
"Yeah, but mom won't let me say it."
"Your mother is right." Lu Xuefeng suddenly laughed, smiling, tears falling on Lu Zhengkang's neck, "We were five people at the beginning? Yes, five people, how many do you think are left now?
?There are only three of them. Ah Zhun is gone and so is Man Jing. In two years, I will be gone too. What’s the use of taking the social credit test at this time?”
Lu Zhengkang: "The teacher said that people cannot always live in the past."
"That's bullshit," Lu Xuefeng cursed, and then immediately apologized, "I said bad words, don't imitate me. Alas, you are still young, you don't know, it's useless when you get old, and it's useless to take the social credit test.
Grandpa made mistakes when he was young. People like me can just die in the fields. Don’t imitate Grandpa. You should study hard and abide by the law, you know? Become a scientist in the future and contribute to society.
.”
"What mistake did Grandpa make?"
Lu Xuefeng wiped away his tears. Just as he was about to say something, the buoy on the lake moved up and down, and a fish took the bait.
The old man said, "You see, fishing is not allowed at this time, but grandpa is still fishing. This is a mistake."
"Grandpa is the principal culprit, then I am an accessory!"
"Hahaha, okay, little accomplice, look what we caught."
A two-pound grass carp, Lu Xuefeng brought kitchen utensils and sliced the fish on the boat. He used it to make a side stove and dipped it in soy sauce to eat. The moist wind blowing from the lake made Lu Zhengkang feel so comfortable that he even forgot about it.
Business.
After eating and drinking enough, Lu Zhengkang lay down on the boat and slept for a while. When he woke up again, he had returned to the bedroom.
Sun Hui sat beside his bed and looked through Lu Zhengkang's homework.
"Wake up, how was your chat with Grandpa?"
"It's no use. He's still so stubborn. He said he wanted to rot in the ground and die with his band members."
Sun Hui turned her back to Lu Zhengkang and seemed to smile, "That's what happens when people get old. He can't take anti-aging drugs, and he probably won't have many more years to live... I'm sorry, son, I shouldn't have told you this, you
I really don’t have to worry about my great-grandfather’s affairs, it’s out of my control.”
…
When primary school life passed by in a hurry, he couldn't even recall everything that happened. Lu Zhengkang clearly remembered a lot of details, but he just couldn't recall it.
The more Lu Zhengkang stopped thinking about it, the more urgent these memories became, and some special words and phrases became clearer and clearer.
Second runner-up in the Southeast Province Youth Science and Technology Model Competition.
Zhang Yingxuan: "My mother is a robot!"
Su Xiangli: "Lu Zhengkang, you are a bad guy."
Lu Xuefeng: "Don't worry about adults' affairs."
"Don't worry!"
"Children can just study."
"Read a book. There are some things you will know when you grow up."
This is a turbulent sea that can drown Lu Zhengkang's childhood.
