When all the dust settled, Jiang Fuyue began a "convalescent life" at the strong request of her family.
I still remember that day, she was carried out by Han Shen from the laboratory like a chicken.
"... uncle?" at that time, Jiang Fuyue was stupid.
What is this operation?
Doesn't she want it?
Xu Kaiqing and old Peter were stunned at first. After hearing her address to the visitor, they began to chuckle unkindly.
Han Shen: "how many phone calls did you make at home? You said it back, and it turned out to be like growing up in the laboratory. The old man said that you would be tied back even if you were tied today."
Jiang Fuyue was inexplicably guilty and whispered, "I'm ready to go back... This is not a sudden flash of light. When I have a new idea, I want to finish it."
In the process of retesting the relevant experiments on Hamasaki Kawasaki, Jiang Fuyue made many new discoveries. When she combed these discoveries again, she seemed to touch some new things about "Immunology".
She couldn't wait to explore the results. She even pushed Xie Dingyuan's appointment. She forgot to eat and sleep in various experiments. As a result, she forgot the time, cough... And forgot to go home.
That's why han Shen came to arrest people himself.
"I don't know how Xie Dingyuan became a boyfriend? It's not easy to get free, and I don't take my girlfriend to play. I left you alone in the laboratory. I didn't even ask. I didn't even have a personal picture." Han Shen said, humming coldly to show his dissatisfaction.
"Then you have wronged him. I won't go myself."
"If he can't make an appointment with you, it can only show that he is incompetent and still unqualified."
Jiang Fuyue: "..." this crime is safe
"I don't think he can do anything about you. What kind of boyfriend should he be? Yueyue, my uncle has something better. Why don't we change it?"
Xie Dingyuan, who was holding a video conference, sneezed. How did he feel the chill in the back of his neck?
The whole conference room is silent.
He waved his hand. "Next, go on."
In this compartment, Jiang Fuyue shook her head immediately when she heard the speech: "no, no, no, no change."
Han Shen tilted his mouth and dragged the ending tone in a tone: "you still protect him..."
Jiang Fuyue was not ashamed, and said, "he is kind to me. I protect him. What's the problem?"
Han Shen: "..." no problem, just a little sour.
Finally, Jiang Fuyue got on Hanshen's car and drove all the way home.
Xu Kaiqing and old Peter stood at the door of the laboratory, watched the car go far, and finally disappeared in the field of vision.
Xu Kaiqing took back his sight and said with a long sigh, "finally back."
Peter: "let's go back and have a rest..."
"Go, go, go!"
They quickly packed up their things and left without looking back. They were afraid that Jiang Fuyue would come back again.
God knows, it's a torment to be more diligent than young people, especially young people who are more gifted than you!
Old Peter: "I told you not to compete with her. Don't compete with her. You have to listen. The key is that people don't know. What do you think you want? I'm tired to death with you as a model worker..."
Xu Kaiqing: "shut up, you! Chinese is getting better and better now. Little mouth, Baba..."
The voices of the two people were gradually inaudible. In the sunset, the figure was lengthened by the afterglow and gradually walked away.
……
As soon as Jiang Fuyue got home, Xiao mang ran out first.
"Woof - woof -" bit her clothes like a little complaining dog. Why did you come back?
Jiang Fuyue collected his dog's head in exchange for an intimate rub.
The old man followed and walked like a flying man. He didn't look like a man on crutches at all.
"Nannan is back!"
Han Ke and Han Heng followed.
"Just come back. After working so hard for so long, have a good rest at home for two days."
Han Shen: "OK, don't pestle outside. Come in."
Dinner was already ready. All the dishes on the table were Jiang Fuyue's favorite.
Han Ting came into the basketball, sweating from the outside. He was going to rush upstairs and stop. Then he turned around and went to the moon.
His expression was excited and his tone was happy.
Hanshen: "hurry upstairs, change your clothes, wipe your sweat, and get ready for dinner."
Han Ting went upstairs with a thump. Within five minutes, he had already taken a shower, changed his clothes and ran down cleanly.
He still has a red book in his hand.
He walked to Jiang Fuyue and scratched his head shyly: "sister, I won the Olympic Mathematics award."
Although it is only the second prize of the city, he has been very satisfied as a learning slag!
Jiang Fuyue took it from him and opened it. It was the award certificate.
"Not bad. Keep going."
She won't say those praising scenes. "Not bad" is an evaluation of Han Ting, and "continue to cheer" is an expectation and encouragement for his future.
People who know Jiang Fuyue know that sister Yue never talks nonsense, let alone goes against her heart.
Han Ting grinned happily and said foolishly: "Hey, hey... I did so well because I made the test paper you gave... Sister, don't worry, I will continue to work hard!"
Han Shen looked at the red book in his son's hand and subconsciously gathered his eyebrows: "did you win the prize? When? Why don't I know?"
Han Ting looked inexplicably: "why do you want to know?"
Han Shen: "..." smelly boy!
"What... You didn't ask..." Han Ting muttered in a low voice.
"I didn't ask, you didn't say?"
"Yes!" it's quite reasonable.
Han Shen: "then your sister didn't ask. What did you say?"
Han Ting looked disgusted: "can you compare with my sister? The older you are, the less self-knowledge you have..."
Han Shen: "?!" the baby's skin itches!
When Han Ting saw his father's eyes that wanted to eat people, he felt bad and immediately hid behind the old man: "Grandpa, look at him! He must be thinking about hitting me again!"
Finally, Han Qishan said, "well, what's the noise? Xiao Ting was right. How can you compare with each other?"
Han Shen: "
Han Ke: "cough!"
Han Heng: ah, the ceiling is so beautiful.
"Go to dinner now!"
The family sat around the restaurant.
"Come on, girl, eat this."
"It's hard to clean up Hamasaki Kawasaki this time. We must have a chicken leg!"
"Chicken wings are more tender. Eat two!"
"Sister, I'll bring you rice... Another bowl of soup..."
It is routine to be warmly fed at home every time. One is born and two are cooked. Now Jiang Fuyue is calm.
Never mind anything, just lie flat and eat!
They're all what she likes anyway.
After dinner, Jiang Fuyue accompanied the old man for a walk and food as usual. Han Ting also followed with interest and walked Xiaomang on the way.
Jiang Fuyue hadn't noticed before. Take a closer look. Good guy, Xiao mang is getting fat again.
A black and yellow leather is smooth, and the dog's face is also a big model.
Maybe Jiang Fuyue came back today. He was very excited. He rubbed here and pasted there. His tail didn't stop shaking.
After walking, three people and a dog go home.
The old man asked the servant to move out the chessboard and itched to kill two sets with Jiang Fuyue.
Jiang Fuyue is also interested. Unexpectedly, the mobile phone in the upstairs room has rang again and again
This is the second time Han Ting has watched his sister play chess with the old man.
He moved a small stool and sat beside him to watch the war. Several times he wanted to speak, but he was blocked back by Han Qishan's "watching chess without saying anything".
Well, if you don't say it, it's not him who wants to lose anyway.
Sure enough, within two minutes, the old man was killed by the general.
Han Ting: "I'm just going to remind you, don't get on the horse, directly fly the elephant, and then take the car. In this way... You can hold on for a while..."
The old man groaned angrily: "why didn't you say it earlier?! after a horse!"
Han Ting: "didn't you let me watch chess?"
"..." did he let him? No
After five innings, Han Qishan lost four sets. In the last set, Jiang Fuyue gave a hand without any trace, and he finally pulled back one set.
"No more, no more." anyway, he won the last one, that is to win.
(you may lose another time)
Jiang Fuyue: "Xiaoting, are you coming?"
"Ah? Me?" he glared.
Han Ting didn't know how to play chess, but he just saw Jiang Fuyue play chess with grandpa some time ago. He went to learn the rules of the game.
Jiang Fuyue nodded, "play?"
"Well... OK! But I'm not very good at it. Don't laugh at me."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows. Those two moves just now don't look like bad skills