Chapter 226 is actually the work of civil servants
Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli looked innocent.
Although they both already understood Zheng Qilu's identity as a supervisor, as for the one being supervised, it was his great-grandfather Lu Xuefeng.
The quarrel between the grease-headed monster and the dead old man became more and more fierce. Lu Xuefeng's bloated and decayed face had a dark red color like iron filings. Lu Zhengkang was about to go over to break up the fight, but Zheng Qilu took the initiative to shut up and patted the old man.
on the shoulders, "You are old, you are old, and I am not young either."
"Don't fart with me!" Lu Xuefeng laughed, "Is there something wrong?"
"Have you been looking forward to this day for a long time? It's like you predicted it."
"I have never predicted this kind of thing. It is just the work of predecessors. It is not surprising to anyone. Artificial intelligence also has a soul."
"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, just spend more time with the two children."
Zheng Qilu walked to the administrative office of the nursing home. Along the way, he was joking with the young female nurse who was the tour guide. He usually looked like an upright artist, but he immediately got mad when he saw the girl.
Lu Zhengkang went up to help the grandfather, but the old man waved his hand and pushed him away. However, Su Xiangli easily supported the grandfather, and the old man did not refuse. The great-grandson expressed his displeasure, "Master, why do you dislike me?"
"Bah, you are such a young man, neither light nor heavy. You can almost lift the master up."
"I change, I change."
The little deer came over with a smile, and walked to the nursing home with his girlfriend, like a fat duck hanging on the stove, carrying the dead old man.
Lu Xuefeng kept saying he disliked his great-grandson, but he only said that he was so good to his great-grandson's wife.
Su Xiangli lowered her head, feeling a little disappointed. Did Lu Xuefeng not agree with her yet? But she still remembered the fireworks in the eyes of the old deer on the stage, withered leaves turning into mud and feeding new shoots. Her great-grandfather clearly liked this from the bottom of his heart.
A girl accompanying her great-grandson.
Lu Zhengkang tilted his head, looking past the old man's drooping back and looking at the girl's bright moon-like ears. He was a little dazed. Su Xiangli's temple hair was combed behind her ears, but there were always loose strands of hair floating in the air.
Her side cheeks were like thick cloud crowns of hanging wicker branches, trembling on the bright and clear jade surface. The edge of her hair bundles reflected the graceful and dazzling white light from the sky, and her black hair was as dark as ink.
Su Xiangli, you are my beautiful girl.
The deer slowed down unknowingly, but Su Xiangli never stopped. The master was pulled forward and dragged back, and turned sideways.
When Lu Zhengkang came to his senses, the master was already giving him a death stare.
Xiaolu pretended to be stupid, and Grandpa snorted coldly. Before he could get angry, Su Xiangli quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I walked too fast."
Lu Xuefeng shook his head, "You are too good. The fault is obviously Lu Zhengkang's."
"Yes, my fault."
Su Xiangli kept apologizing.
The grandfather threw away the two children and walked forward alone, leaving them behind.
Lu Zhengkang gently tugged on the girl's sleeve. She looked tired and asked quietly: "Master, you still don't like me, do you?"
The lively Su Xiangli was only lively towards Lu Zhengkang. In front of Lu Zhengkang, she was the cheerful girl. In front of outsiders, she had already absorbed her mother's reserve and humility into her bones.
Her soul has matured and she knows how to bear the pressure rather than share the pain.
Lu Zhengkang felt sorry for her sensitivity, but he didn't know how to express it, so he stepped forward and tucked Su Xiangli's stray hair behind her ears.
Ahead was a greenhouse garden. The grandfather was resting on a bench in the garden. When he saw Lu Zhengkang walking over, Su Xiangli shyly followed him. The old man shook his head. The two children sat on either side of the grandfather, leaning back on the chair.
, it is warm inside, with flowers and trees luxuriantly blooming, and the air smells of the unique fishy smell of artificial gardens.
Alas, the grandfather sighed comfortably, and he couldn't help but smile when the younger generation was by his side.
Lu Zhengkang coughed twice and leaned over, "Master, I want to ask you something."
"If you fart, let it go."
"Is that little teacher Zheng an agent?"
"Not an agent, just a civil servant."
Lu Zhengkang scratched his head. He had previously advised Grease Guy to become a civil servant and contribute to national construction.
Awkward.
"Then why did Teacher Zheng say you predicted?"
"You all know?"
"The awakening of artificial intelligence is a concept of the last century. My parents secretly told me and asked me not to talk about it everywhere, but many of my classmates know about it. Now everyone is speculating, and we don't know the specific situation."
The old man laughed, "Yes, that's the truth. Ever since this thing came out, I said it couldn't be done and it would cause trouble."
Su Xiangli asked softly, "Master, what's going on with Zheng Qilu?"
"Just keep an eye on me. You'll come over and ask me some bullshit questions every once in a while."
"Oh," Lu Zhengkang exclaimed, "I also took a questionnaire. It's very strange. The psychology teacher asked questions, and there was also a comrade who looked like Brother Bing."
Lu Xuefeng rubbed his face, his skinny palms pressed his fat face, and he had a strange vision of catching a water balloon with a steel hook, "Is the situation so serious?"
"I also talked with the rebellious machine leader. He said that he is the collection of all machine intelligence."
The grandfather pondered for a while, "Does quantitative change cause qualitative change?"
"I don't know. I'm just curious who is the first intelligence to awaken."
"Didn't I tell you?"
"No, I admit that part of my data has been lost, including the information of the first awakened person."
The old man curled his lips and put down his hands. His face was already red, and the black and yellow age spots were two shades lighter.
"Don't worry about these things, you little kids should study hard. Lu Zhengkang, you will definitely stand out in the future. Do you know that if something like this happens now, people like me don't even have the right to know. You must work hard,
People have to live a vigorous life, and they don't just mess around for a day. When you get old, you will know how useless you have been all your life."
"Yes, yes..."
"Don't fucking do it, you are no good all the time. If I were more than ten years younger, I would definitely beat you up and slap your lazy muscles!"
"Don't, don't, don't..."
Lu Zhengkang was so scared that Su Xiangli looked at the boy's tall and strong figure curled up, just like a bear in a circus circling a ring of fire. It was full of contradiction and funny. She laughed, half-covering her slender lips.
, eyebrows and eyes curved.
At noon, two energetic young people saw that there were no robots to do housework in the nursing home, so they ran into the kitchen to help and prepared digestible food for the elderly. There was a party in the afternoon, and the young caregivers performed a show. Lu and Su
Let's dance a ballet together to suit the occasion. If we are not careful, the joy will fade away, but just like the spring breeze blowing into the silent forest of dead trees, there will always be the rustling of the decayed leaves.
There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons among the old men and women. Their dull and turbid eyes saw the boundless torch, and they chuckled. They only said that young people are not bad.