Chapter 472

Today is Saturday, August 27, 2089. The summer in Jiangnan is still dry and gloomy.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky is bright and pure. Although it is cloudy, it is not dark. On the contrary, it has milk like soft texture.

After breakfast, Lu Zhengkang was pulled by his mother sun Hui to the door frame of his own bedroom, took off his shoes and stood up. Mother took a carving knife and carved it in the groove of the door frame to describe her son's height. When Lu Zhengkang turned around, he could see six scratches, getting higher and higher. His younger brother came up and said, "classmate Lu Zhengkang, your height is one meter and sixty-nine centimeters. Compared with the national standard youth height table, the average physique of 12-year-old men is higher than 90% of their peers."

Lu Zhengkang gently stroked the notch on the door frame, and suddenly a lot of things jumped out of his mind. Since the outbreak of the brain hole, he would be distracted from time to time. He felt the straight notch on the wooden door frame. His mother's strength was not strong, and she could not hold the knife steadily. The notch was deep at the front and shallow at the back, just like the stroke of calligraphy. There are some sawdust and solidified varnish powder on the edge of the notch. The wood color in the notch is still very young and clean. It will deepen gradually in a few days. Is this a kind of healing?

Is there any hidden connection between the notch and the tree ring? If the traces left behind in the present prove the truth of the past, then when these traces disappear in the future, will the past also disappear?

Growth is a process of getting, or losing, or both. Just like the swimming pool with water and drainage at the same time, it's ridiculous that Lu Zhengkang can't find the proof of his past existence, but he can still see this chattless math problem on the test paper.

Can the troubles in the world be perceived by trees? Is it aware of its existence in the definition of human beings? They are silent after death and before death, so is there any difference between death and survival?

Lu Zhengkang felt the moist water vapor coming from the surface. It was the memory of the trees. No, he was a spectator. He saw the water flowing from the root system of the tall and straight trees to the branches and leaves of the crown. The water vapor came out from the surface of the leaves and splashed on Lu Zhengkang's face. It rose to the sky, turned into rain, dropped on the ground, and was absorbed by the roots again.

But dead trees no longer have such a delicate water cycle.

So the trees connect the sky and the earth. It's a shocking divinity.

Lu Zhengkang knows that he needs water when he is alive, or that it is not some kind of existence of water. He is alive only when he is snatched and radiated by himself. After death, he is a pale bone after the effect of incinerator. There is neither water nor non water.

"What is Kangkang thinking?"

"Nothing. It's just boring ideas. Sun Sheng, Sun Ying, haven't you got up yet? "

"You call them. They're getting lazy."

"No, mom, I have to go out." Lu Zhengkang looked at the time. It's time to take Su Xiang away to practice dancing.

"In such a hurry, your little girl friend?"

"Good friends." Lu Zhengkang scratched his head. How can a little boy have love? No matter how close he was in childhood, as long as he doesn't see him for a while, he can become a cold stranger.

"Now I'm still talking about good friends. In another two years, will I have to call my girlfriend?" Sun Hui squats down and grabs her eldest son's nose.

Lu Zhengkang replied in a stuffy voice: "who can understand the future things? By the way, I read the news that the virtual world simulation module has been successfully developed. I don't know when it will be used."

Hearing this, sun Hui suddenly felt sad and thought to herself: if the simulation cabin is to come out, the price will not be cheap. If she can't afford it, other children will play it. If her son can't play it, won't she have to be excluded?

She has made up her mind to find a stable job and settle down, regardless of the salary.

Although people in their thirties can still be said to be young, time is not waiting for them, and the times are also not waiting for them. Only when they leave school can they understand the value of knowledge and diploma. Now when they look for a job, they have to depend on their own strength. There are so many new knowledge, which are updated every day. Those new people in the enterprise are fierce year by year. It can be said that a job seeker like her is out of date, so she chose to do it all at first Working housewives, in fact, are risking life-long unemployment.

Lu Zhengkang is slightly aware of the mother's carefully covered depression, just as it is difficult for children to lie in front of their parents, it is also difficult for parents to hide their pain in front of their children.

"Mom, is there no money at home? I have it on hand

This speech, when the mother was shocked, "how can you have money?"

"Drawing and modeling. Now I have 40000 and 60000 to buy stocks."

"What! What stock? "

"It's the one that's going to produce the simulation cabin, Huashi future technology."

"Oh, national background, that should not be a loss." Sun Hui put down her heart and said, "it's my son. I know so much. Why don't you give your money to your mother? I'll exist for you, and I'll give it to you when you get married. "

Lu Zhengkang turned on his mobile phone with disgust on his face. When he operated it, sun Hui said in her mobile phone, "your account has arrived, 40000 yuan."Sun Hui covers her face. Is this the happiness of getting rich overnight?!

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Lu Zhengkang complained miserably to Su Xiangli, "my private money has been confiscated by my mother."

The little girl stands on tiptoe, toes point to the ground, and turns around gently. Her posture is like a compass. She squints her eyes. Her thoughtful expression is like the warm sun. She really looks like an arrogant white swan.

Lu Zhengkang: "Hey, did you listen to me?"

Su Xiangli just dances over and over again. The background music in the room is a leisurely piano music with unknown pure tone, which gives people a pleasant feeling of the breeze blowing on the Bank of Yangliu lake.

Lu Zhengkang sits on the floor and looks at all the beauty of Su Xiangli. The little girl is 1.64 meters old. She's growing so fast. She's no longer as tender and plump as she used to be. She's already tall and straight.

Lu Zhengkang continued to talk, or more like talking, he was already intoxicated with the gentle world in front of him.

"I'll be out of the simulation cabin immediately. I have to earn some money to buy one for myself. When do you think I can play the simulation game? Alas, I really want to play games, but it will be two years before I can touch those masterpieces when I am 14 years old. It's a pity. Holographic simulation is absolutely interesting, just like participating in the game world. It should be almost time to calculate. On September 15, school starts for two weeks, but that day is Thursday, and if the dormitory is not big enough, it can't hold the simulation cabin.... "

Su Xiangli stops dancing and comes to poke Lu Zhengkang's ribs with his toes. However, Lu Zhengkang holds them in his hands. His ballet shoes are light and greasy, and he can touch the little girl's toes. Lu Zhengkang looses his hands and shouts, "Wow, I'm going to get beriberiberi!"

Su Xiangli angrily threw Xiaolu to the ground, "die for me! Lu Zhengkang, you are so bored