Chapter 429

In the Mid Autumn Festival, it's a wonderful time for relatives and friends to communicate with each other by projection. Everyone sits in their projection rooms, takes out fruits and melons, and begins to drink tea.

Comrade Lu Jiande's fourth cousin, who works in the lunar base, also joined in the call, and his arrival attracted a lot of joy from the elders.

Uncle Lu is a kind middle-aged man with a smile. In his ordinary appearance, only the short stubble on his chin is the most attractive. He is wearing thick engineering glasses, and the lens is blue, which makes his eyes lax and dull, especially giving children a strange and inhuman feeling, so he is not very popular with the younger generation.

Uncle Lu said hello to everyone in the projection room, "Happy Mid Autumn Festival, Happy Mid Autumn Festival, family reunion." He said some dry polite words, but the tone was very sincere.

They all have a common father, Lu Tingchu. However, it is obvious that the fourth brother is most popular with his own father, so that the cool head of the eldest brother is powerless every time he talks in front of him.

"Coming? Are you over there The boss has a home accent.

"It's very good. Every day on the moon is the Mid Autumn Festival." Lao Si pushed his glasses and said something not very humorous, but it made everyone laugh. Lu Zhengkang didn't want to stay in the projection room. He wanted to go to the balcony to see the fireworks, but it was too impolite.

The fourth cousin has the highest education, so he has to care about the study of the younger generation because of his elder duty.

Lu Zhengkang's cousins, cousins, and cousins all look unnatural. Some of them are more nervous than flustered. They rub their hands and stare at their cousins like a dog waiting for food. Some of them are very flustered, such as the appearance of mourning. It's frustrating to see them. As for a baby of Lu Zhengkang's age, You can enjoy it secretly. After all, you haven't officially gone to school.

"Lu Puyang."

Lu Zhengkang's second cousin, the eldest son of the eldest uncle, gave an honest sigh. He is the eldest among the younger generation of scholars. The older one has worked, and the younger one has not yet taken the college entrance examination. As a graduate student, he bears the brunt and died in his proper place.

"How many papers have been published this year?"

"Three, the tutor is strict."

"Oh, less. I will communicate with your tutor. "

“Shi…… Fourth uncle Xie. "

The younger generation have strange expressions, want to laugh and dare not. They have to work hard.

The fourth cousin pulled the corner of his mouth slightly and forgot to say that the reason why he was not liked by his nephews had a lot to do with his poisonous tongue. With his cold and unfocused gaze, he could frighten people away from the wall.

Presumably hiding behind high-tech glasses, he must be insinuating: this little boy's fighting power is only five.

"Zhang Xichen."

Oh, it's Lu Zhengkang's second uncle's daughter, a senior three student. It seems that this year's killing is in turn according to the age order.

"Here it is Xi Chen's cousin jumped up, and her exaggerated reaction caused a roar of laughter. She sat down again with a red face, shaking like a sieve machine under her mother's gaze.

"How many points do you think you can get in the college entrance examination?"

Come on, everyone whispers, what a classic must kill stunt for high school students!

"Five..."

"Well?"

"Five Er - er, six, six hundred, six hundred."

"Come on."

"Oh." Cousin Xichen successfully closed herself.

Lu Zhengkang watched with great interest as the heroes died bravely. The more they stood in the back, the more painful their expression became. From Cao Jun, who was burned in red cliff, to the allies, who were swept by machine guns during the Normandy landing, they almost got up, died, sat down, and closed themselves. A set of process was easy and enjoyable.

"Lu Zhengkang."

"Ah?" Xiaolu was confused.

My brothers and sisters laughed unkindly. Just now you were the happiest. It's a good reincarnation of heaven.

With the rotation of his head, my uncle's eyes made a cold track in the air. The kids who passed by were shocked, until Lu Zhengkang was determined and unyielding. When his eyes were facing each other, his face was calm.

Good guy, the fighting power of this human larva is 500. My uncle and Lu Zhengkang face together. They only feel the invisible airflow surging in the projection room.

Cousin Puyang was shocked. His three-year-old and 264 month old heart roared: "ah, their painting style is superior to ours! It's incredible. Oh my God, is this the world of the strong? I was so scared that I had to turn over the tomato cheese spaghetti in my hand on the cold pine floor, and the rich soup splashed on my boots! And why do I say such a line of middle two

Cousin Xichen covered her eyes, "this light! Ah, how dazzling! Just fighting with momentum has such power! It's so terrible for the strong people of the douzong clan! "

"Er, ah..."

“awsl……”

The rest of the brothers and sisters are also in high spirits.

Old Mr. Lu Tingchu patted the table and coughed, "strange shape, like what, sit well."The younger generation put away their strange faces, straightened their posture, and stared at Lu Zhengkang. Although their faces were expressionless, their eyes were very happy.

Lu Zhengkang_ It's time to go to school this year A five.

"Well." A seven.

It was just a break.

"Kindergartens can't relax. Are you learning English?" Three with one

"of course!" I also take one with three.

"How long a day?" One for ten.

"Twelve hours." One on two.

"Are you tired?" I can't afford it.

"Not at all." Shunzi.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the cards in his hand, and then looked at the opposite side. He cried in his heart, "Seventeen cards, can you save me? I eat the projector on the spot

"Two more hours." Wang Chan.

"Ah?" I can't afford it.

"When you're young, you have to learn more. You don't need to watch games or cartoons. Surfing the Internet is also learning. How nice it would be to learn thirteen or four hours a day, go to bed early and get up early. " Airplanes.

Lu Zhengkang, dead.

……

At 7:30 in the evening, Lu Zhengkang was ordered to go back to bed. Dejected Xiaolu students stuffy into the bed, and then touch out the mobile phone to play happily.

Adult chat is boring!

It's the most fun to email with friends.

Su Xiang took a selfie. Bai Shengsheng's neck was hung with a rubber pendant. Lu Zhengkang frowned. As expected, it looked better as a desk ornament.

Qiu Qiongzhu said that the pony is very beautiful. Lu Zhengkang: it's called deer.

Zhang yingxuan: it's fun: -) Lu Zhengkang: just like it (it's nice to be a child).

The bedroom door was suddenly knocked. Lu Zhengkang hid his mobile phone under his pillow and covered the quilt to sleep.

Sun Hui came in and turned on the light. It was bright red through Lu Zhengkang's eyelids.

Mother adults sitting at the head of the bed, gently with her fingers pulling deer Zhengkang's face, "asleep?"

"Well." Lu Zhengkang answered subconsciously.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Sun Hui bent over with a smile. Her broad white forehead was against Lu Zhengkang's forehead. Her mother's breath was hot, which reminded Lu Zhengkang of the noon breeze blowing through his ears when he was in Zhongshan Park.

"You don't have to listen to your uncle. He's different from us. You've worked hard enough. Huh? Do you hear me

"No - I hear you!" Lu Zhengkang's face itched with the hot air from sun Hui's mouth. He began to laugh, wriggle and shake his head.

"Oh, creak..." Sun Hui went to scratch her son's armpit and made a funny voice in her mouth. Lu Zhengkang's eyes widened with fright. She angrily got under the quilt.

"Come out. Mom won't tickle you. "

"I don't believe it -"

"ha ha, Kangkang went to bed early, mom left, what would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Preserved egg porridge."

"All right."

When mother leaves, the light will go out automatically.

The bright moonlight outside and the gorgeous haze of city fireworks project in from the window, obliquely illuminating the foot of the small bed.

Lu Zhengkang got his head out of the bed.

He heard

The whistling of empty trains in the clouds.

It's like floating in a dream.