Chapter 438

We all have stories. Lu Zhengkang's leisure is like asking about teacher Zheng's past, but the oil head monster shows a tight lipped side. Maybe, as he said, children should not ask about those who have not.

Now Lu Zhengkang has two art classes a day, which takes up two empty places on the taskbar. Besides, learning western language and physical exercise are also necessary every day. There is only one space left to try new things.

Today is January 25, 2082, December 27, Sunday, new year's Eve is approaching.

In the first few days, Lu Zhengkang's parents sent five e-mails a day. After a period of time, two e-mails a day were routine. Until this morning, Lu Zhengkang finally realized in despair the fact that he was forgotten by his parents.

Did you really drink forget baby milk?

On the contrary, the friends send travel pictures every day, eating, drinking and having fun.

Do you really rely on your parents at home and friends when you go out?

thank old fellow for your busy schedule.

Last night when he was soaking his feet, Lu Xuefeng said he would take him to catch sparrows.

It snowed again the day before yesterday. In fact, Lu Zhengkang wanted to stay at home and eat hot pot. Or to be more poetic, he went boating in a wide aquaculture Lake in the southeast. He roasted meat and fish on a small charcoal stove and warmed a pot of old wine

If one or two intimate friends can have a drink together and talk about two or three things in life, alas, how good such a day is, it must be carefree. The warm sun in winter will sprinkle on the lake, like a mirror reflecting back light, the fields are wide, the breeze blows sleeves, the snow is like silver carved jade, there is only one mustard boat in the world, the fire on the boat is like star powder, you and me are like frost flowers in the mirror and smoke curls However, four or five miles high, far away from the birds.

It's a pleasure for adults. Don't say that the world of adults is depressed. No, depression is forever. It's true to find happiness in depression.

It's true that children are only suitable for playing small games. They set traps to catch sparrows with their granddad. Lu Zhengkang thought it was a simple operation like holding a stick to hold a basket and scattering some corn kernels under the basket. As a result, he underestimated granddad's strength.

What the old man said about sparrow hunting is that he used a machine to fight sparrows. He refitted the agricultural intelligent weapon himself, and asked an old man to refit the operating system. The whole machine was a self aiming nail shooter with great lethality. Let alone sparrow hunting, he could make contributions on the battlefield and defend his country!

Lu Zhengkang is shivering in his heart. He recalls the tattoo on Lu Xuefeng's back. He says that as a marginal person at the level of social trust, why can he have such a wealth of knowledge? Or is it because he has committed a crime that he has been limited in his qualification?

Lu Xuefeng put the nail shooting machine on the old farm pickup truck and asked Lu Zhengkang to get on.

"Granddad, why didn't you get the second grade certificate of shexin?"

"Too much swearing, not too much. Culture class is not good, the score is missing

Lu Zhengkang scratched his head. In fact, the second level of social trust is the general level of the public. Now as long as you graduate with a bachelor's degree, you are eligible to get it. As long as there is no record of breach of trust in the electronic file, it is very simple, but it is a huge leap forward compared with the first level.

It's hard to say that the social credit level is the bottom of the new era. It can't even get a pension, and there is a lack of social welfare. It's no problem to live, and it's safe to eat and wear. But that's it. After a hundred years, even personal identity will be cancelled. At that time, it's no different from the loess.

What can prove that they really lived?

Nothing.

Lu Zhengkang didn't want his grandfather to fall into this situation.

"Granddad, will you go and test the certificate?"

"Again, again."

Pickup starts, nothing to say. Lu Zhengkang sat in the co pilot and turned to stare at Lu Xuefeng.

The wrinkled skin of the old man's eyes drooped. From the side, he was listless. Only those who look at him can realize how hard Lu Xuefeng is.

To tell you the truth, Lu Zhengkang still doesn't think his great grandfather really likes his great grandson.

It's like politeness when he brings food to Lu Zhengkang, and it's also like politeness when he prepares toiletries for Lu Zhengkang. Everything is polite. In order to make it easy for Lu Zhengkang to get water, he connects a tap in the sun drying field, and the hot water kettle is always full.

No matter what he did, no matter how his expression stretched out, his eyes were always straight and shining like a long gun.

Such a person, if he was a real juggler when he was young, would he be a big brother?

Lu Xuefeng was a little uncomfortable with the child's gaze, as if there were insects crawling back and forth on his face. He coughed twice and wriggled. He took out a few bags of snacks from the locker beside his seat and gave them to Lu Zhengkang

Lu Zhengkang was silent for about half a second. He also realized that he was a man of few words. How could an adult take the words of a little boy seriously?

He took the snacks and chewed them. He had no head and no worries.

Looking at the machine gun shot down the sparrow, Lu Zhengkang tried to be happy, but he failed.

It's not for eating that sparrow is killed. What's the purpose of killing sparrow and experiencing the happiness of killing?For Lu Xuefeng, this is a part of his work. Birds are rampant in the fields, and the production reduction is very obvious.

Nowadays, the treatment of animals in agricultural management is a special subject. Some schools claim to establish a complete ecological chain in agricultural areas, while others claim to completely eliminate the influence factor of animals.

The old man didn't think so much. When he looked at the satellite image, he found that there was a bird disaster in this area, and he didn't deal with it until today.

He can't accept the reduction of output. If the output of the agricultural areas under his jurisdiction does not meet the standard, he will be punished.

What did that say? Work is work. For him, it's perfectly normal to kill for work, and it's absolutely right to pursue efficiency.

He put the machine away, and then took Lu Zhengkang to drive back for a while. When he started the machine, they sat in the car and watched the birds in the sky rain heavily.

In fact, it has aesthetic feeling. We can't negate the violence aesthetics because of empathy.

Lu Zhengkang didn't feel pity, he was just disappointed. What he wanted to see was actually the kind of basket that he held up with a stick, tied a long thin thread on the stick, held it in his hand and hid in the corner. When the sparrow was pecking rice, he pulled the rope, and the sparrow struggled in the basket, pushing the basket around It's that simple.

"Happy?"

"Well."

Lu Xuefeng was not very satisfied with the answer, so he asked, "what would you like to eat at night?"

"All right."

"Not happy?"

Lu Zhengkang raised his head to face his grandfather's four eyes. The old man's eyes were still cold, even though his tone was very caring. This contrast made him feel a little cold on his back.

"There's no unhappiness, just boredom."

"Let's go home and take you fishing tomorrow?"

"Mother said she would come tomorrow."

There was a complete silence in the pickup.

Lu Xuefeng felt the steering wheel at a loss and said, "Oh."

"Shall we spend New Year's Eve together?"

The old man looked to the front of the car. Through the dusty windshield, he could see the birds still falling. The sound of the nailing machine was like banging and banging. At this time, he realized that such a scene was not suitable for children.

After all, it's dull.

"OK, let's spend a new year together and ask your father to come too."