Chapter 439

[task: fight sparrow (complete)]

action power increased by 20

action power increased by 50

Lu Zhengkang raised eyebrows. The action power given by killing small animals with machine was quite high. He watched the whole process, but it was also complete. Was he identified as an accomplice?

Maybe.

It seems that someone once said that when the tragedy happened, no one was really innocent. Even a spectator like him.

Is killing small animals a tragedy? Maybe some people don't agree. Most people in the world are indifferent. Lu Zhengkang thinks carefully that if it is one evil to kill birds and one hundred evil to kill birds, it is better to kill one person.

What is the difference between the same number and the same number?

Is there a critical point for evil deeds? If we can make the lower evil not evil, the higher evil should not be spared lightly.

Lu Zhengkang thought that killing these birds is good for the growth of rice, so as to facilitate the management of farmers. The excessive number of them will lead to disaster, and artificial control will replace natural restrictions. Is this the replacement of heaven's heart by human heart?

Since this kind of killing is the will of heaven, it is not evil?

Lu Xuefeng secretly looks at his great grandson. The little boy has no eyes, but he is obviously not afraid. He seems to be thinking about the philosophy of life, my darling. Now people are different from each other. How can an old man like me keep up with the times.

When Lu Zhengkang was still alive in his previous life, what he knew most about fashion was the Post-Zero generation. No one can keep up with the times, because it takes too much time and energy to receive a lot of information every day. Usually only the students have this idea and interest.

Some helplessness is that they are unable to detect the gap, no matter how hard they can only live in the past.

The old man collected the dead bird, packed two sacks, and put them in the mop together with the nail shooter, ready to take them back for incineration. The conventional way to deal with bird disaster is to use UAVs to spray drugs, or to expel or exterminate, but that would also reduce production. Lu Jiande chose to take a physical approach.

"Tired?"

Lu Zhengkang shook his head. It's 9:03 a.m. and the new day is just beginning. If you are tired now, aren't you a little empty?

"Do you want to see the train?"

"Good."

There are many railway stations in rural areas, so there are more cars than people.

Because there is a lot of grain to be transported out, there is no end to it all the year round, only the difference between peak and off-season.

After half an hour's driving, the pickup truck stopped at the side of the road. Fifty steps away from the side, there was a railway track. There was already a green train coming from the West. Because it was cloudy, the car was dark and wrapped in mist. Only when it was close could we see its true color.

Lu Xuefeng laughs unconsciously. Lu Zhengkang is surprised. On average, his grandfather laughs once every two days. However, youtouguai says that before Lu Zhengkang comes, he may not have a good face all year round.

But granddad lives in a simple place. Maybe he is also a man who loves to laugh, but others seldom see him. Just like now, Lu Xuefeng can laugh so naturally at the train.

"Are you happy, granddad?"

Lu Xuefeng narrowed his eyes and leaned on the front hood of the car. He held Lu Zhengkang up, put him beside him and gently stroked his head. "My hair has grown. Shall I shave it off for you tonight?"

Indeed, it will be January in a few days. In January, my uncle will be dead

No!

"Granddad, are you happy to see the train?" Please don't change the subject.

"Well." Lu Xuefeng's response was flat.

“……”

There is no one to tell me. Lu Zhengkang slightly lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone.

He sent an email to his parents, saying that he wanted them to come here for the new year. They came back after a while and agreed.

Looking for his friends' e-mails, Zhang yingxuan took photos of Norway's natural scenery, cold colors of mountains and seas, giving people the illusion of being in an exotic fairyland. In this era of global urbanization, Norway still retains a considerable degree of original landscape, and is known as the most valuable tourist country. Su Xiangli sent several pictures with Disney dolls. To tell you the truth, it was silly, but Su's smile was sincere. Qiu Qiongzhu is standing in front of the Sydney Grand Theatre, wearing a yellow dress and a sun hat. The sky behind her is surprisingly clear.

"Tired?"

"Tired."

Lu Xuefeng is reluctant to give up, "let's go back."

The old man is always resolute. Lu Zhengkang once thought that there was no evidence to prove that he was resolute. It was just a feeling. After all, cruel people are always very cold. Cool guys always don't look back at the explosion. Even if their back clothes are blown up, they won't cover their buttocks.

But now there is. The old man drove all the way back, and the train passed by. He didn't turn his head.

Lu Zhengkang thought, it's really cool. If it's something he can't do, it's like seeing a girl with fashionable clothes, delicate makeup and wonderful temperament coming. He can control his face, but he can't control his eyes.……

When he got home, Xiao Zheng had already prepared his lunch, and what fascinated Lu Zhengkang was that he was a man who seemed to be absent-minded and didn't pay any attention to grain. His craftsmanship was at the chef level.

The oil head monster claims to have a good tongue. He says that his taste buds are more developed than ordinary people.

"Boy, I think you are very talented. Would you like to learn how to cook with me?" Xiao Zheng is smiling.

Lu Xuefeng stopped chewing a little. He just thought this sentence was familiar and made people want to eat gum.

Lu Zhengkang: "No."

The oil head monster didn't continue to tease and lowered his head to eat. It's just a talk. How can he teach people how to cook? Now how can people learn to cook by themselves? In addition to the older generation, how many other people know what I said?

In the afternoon, when it was fine for a while, Lu Xuefeng said that he would shave Lu Zhengkang's head. He put a chair in the sun farm and brought a basin of warm water. He washed Lu Zhengkang's head first and then gave him a haircut with an electric push.

It's rare to see a manual haircut in the city. Just as the electric pusher replaced the razor, the intelligent machine is also replacing the barber.

Lu Zhengkang still remembers reading an article about the scene of an old-fashioned barber cutting his hair with all kinds of razors. Throughout the article, there is a kind of sadness against the times.

Lu Zhengkang smelled that there was a faint odor on his grandfather's hand. He should have gone to burn garbage just now. The smell disappeared after he washed his head for Lu Zhengkang.

The sun on the sun farm is very warm, and the hum of the electric push is like the old central air conditioner in the room. Lu Zhengkang dare not compare the bees and other animals, because he can hardly remember how the bees call.