The structure of Kassel College is different from other places.
Due to the large number of mixed-race faculty and staff in the college, the college has an additional facility that is not American at all, and that is the college's family area, where the children and relatives of the professors live.
Some professors will choose to buy a house and live elsewhere, while others, especially those who are science geeks, prefer to live in the academy and live and eat together with their experiments.
At this time, in the chess and card room in the family area, four people gathered around the square table, and a battle between you and me, with an average age of over seventy, was beginning.
The most conspicuous among them is an old Chinese woman with white hair and a childlike face. She sits there steadily and stares at the patterned mahjong tiles in front of her. This means that she is very lucky. She has four pairs, so she might win.
Sitting opposite the old woman was a rather plump black woman with gray curly hair piled messily on her head. She was touching the cards in her hand, mumbling to herself, her brows furrowing and relaxing.
He seems to be thinking about something.
"Fiona, if you want to fight, just fight. Don't delay." The old Chinese man said dissatisfied: "After all, you still can't beat me."
"Ms. Chu, let me tell you, I can play this hand." A black woman named Fiona said in Chinese with a weird accent: "As long as you calculate it well, you can definitely play this hand."
With that said, Fiona played a double, and the tall and lanky white woman she served next to her was overjoyed: "This is what I need, thank you Fiona, eat!"
"Okay, it's like this again, you are always the luckiest one, Ada." Fiona spread her hands helplessly: "Calculating this thing is much more troublesome than calculating satellite orbits."
"This is just a game. There's no point in doing the math. You're not in that 'getting stupid' job now." Chu Jie calmly touched a card. Among the four old ladies present, Chu Jie was the oldest.
, and the most calm.
"It's NASA, Miss Chu." Fiona corrected Chu Jie's accent: "It was you who went to NASA to recruit me."
"How long has it been? I've always read like this." Chu Jie puffed up his chest and didn't care about such trivial matters: "How is your boy doing?"
"Are you talking about my grandson Roddy?" Fiona pointed her stubby finger on the table and then said after thinking: "That kid went to South America and said there was a dragon ruins there or something."
"South America is not a good place. I heard Gerd say that things in South America are very troublesome." The speaker was the lady sitting on Chu Jie's left. Her hair was combed back and tied into a small ball. She looked a little serious.
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"Mrs. Manstein, you don't know, that kid is determined to go. Children are like this, they can't stop even if they want to." Fiona said, and Ada next to her nodded and responded.
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"That's right, the same goes for my child. He went to the Middle East and has been there for two years. He doesn't listen even if he is told to stay here."
Facing the topic of children, Chu Jie couldn't help but sit up straight, with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she had made great achievements in educating children. She said unhurriedly: "My two skinny monkeys, when the time comes, let them
Go and stay in China and have a good time and experience."
"Ms. Chu, you are in luck. Those two children are so good and handsome. If I were younger, I would be happy to chase them." Fiona teased, while Chu Jie said with disdain:
"Don't talk nonsense, call quickly. My two children are coming back today and they have to go back to cook."
As soon as Chu Jie finished speaking, the door of the chess and card room opened, and two boys who looked exactly the same walked in. The man walking in front was wearing a windbreaker, with his hair messy on one side, and walked quickly behind Chu Jie,
He leaned down and hugged Chu Jie.
"Grandma, we are back," Chu Feng said affectionately, hugged Chu Jie, stood up and showed off like a child: "This mission is very simple, I can solve it by myself."
"Really? Wait for grandma for a while. I'll make something delicious for you after I finish the game." Chu Jie chuckled and made a pattern casually. The smile on his face became a little brighter, and he turned over the cards.
, said to several poker players: "When the child comes, you will have good luck. They are all bullshit!"
When several card players saw this, they didn't know what to say. They said goodbye to Chu Jie with a smile and watched the three of them leave the chess and card room. At the same time, they were thinking about who they should find to take Chu Jie's place now that the three are missing.
On the other side, a boy with a calm face and neatly cut hair took Chu Jie on his arm and walked towards the home of the three of them. He was Chu Tong, the eldest of the twins. He had a calm personality and was different from his younger brother in life. He was calmer.
"Xiaotong, tell me the truth, what did you do this time?" Chu Jie whispered in Chu Tong's ear, "Why does Xiaofeng smell of blood?"
"It's just a high-risk hybrid. Chu Feng fought him a few times, but nothing happened." Chu Tong said calmly: "Sooner or later, we will have to experience this kind of thing, grandma."
Chu Jie patted Chu Tong's arm angrily and said angrily: "I know, and I support you in actual combat, but did Xiaotong come in with a knife again?"
Chu Tong was held by grandma's arm, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face. He suddenly started to hesitate when speaking. Fortunately, Chu Feng, who had just been running in front, came back and took grandma's other hand, which eased the situation.
An awkward atmosphere.
"Grandma, didn't Principal Ange also use a folding knife?" Chu Feng looked at the grandma beside him with a smile and said, "And I'm not injured, you see, it's intact."
As Chu Feng rolled up his sleeves and showed off his smooth arms, Chu Jie pulled him and said angrily: "It's too dangerous. It's all that foreign scholar in Angers who gave you a bad start. He used a knife.
With his speaking ability, you would think anyone could be like him."
Chu Feng was still smiling, but he said unconvincedly: "I can also rely on the spirit of speech..."
"Grandma tells you and you still don't listen. As the old saying goes, every inch is strong and every inch is dangerous. It's so dangerous to get a dagger." Chu Jie rambled, holding his arms with his two grandsons, and told them.
Give me your own life advice.
After Chu Tong saw Ange take action once, he yearned for Ange's fighting style of killing one person with ten steps and leaving no trace behind. Later, he used a folding knife to fight like Ange.
However, this behavior was naturally strongly opposed by grandma Chu Jie. The old lady was always worried about her grandson's safety, and even deliberately trained the two of them in the direction of long-range firearms. However, perhaps she had been ingrained in Kassel Academy for a long time.
As a result, both brothers became staunch melee fighters.
The three of them wandered back home like this. Chu Feng quietly scratched his back. The high-risk hybrid had scratched his skin and his back was still itchy. But he didn't dare to tell his grandma about this kind of thing.
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In an island country thousands of miles away, at the Rock Flow Research Institute, Shio Miyamoto looked at the blood sample that had just been sent in front of him, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.