Chapter 537

Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli come to the happy agricultural area. There are five groups of rice planting belt 16 teams. Once the work place of the grand master was also his old house. Now, the house is still those houses, and the things inside have changed a little, but the owner's house has become Zheng Qilu.

Youtou happily welcomed Lu and Su, "Oh, this is not our little couple. How can we come to see me when we have time?"

Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli had no response to this level of ridicule. Lu said with a smile, "we young people come to visit empty nesters. Are you moved, Mr. Zheng?"

"Move, move, come in."

Living in the rural areas is not so much a kind of experience of rural hardships as a kind of escape from urban congestion.

In modern society, without the labor of farming, everyone can really experience the pastoral joy and calm.

One day, Zheng Qilu got up at about six o'clock in the morning, maybe at five o'clock, or later, and woke up at eight at the latest. Three meals have to be prepared by oneself, there is no domestic robot in the room, he did not buy, do it yourself, food and clothing is also good.

Lu Zhengkang asked, "why don't you get a robot?"

Oil head strange scratched his growing hair, "don't worry. It's not a good thing. It's evil. "

Lu Zhengkang thought to himself: a person who lives in a rural area and is a member of the third level of social trust knows the news of Zhizhi rebellion. It seems that the news has not been sealed up.

Zheng Qilu's breakfast is usually cold rice with boiling water, and he can eat two big bowls of leftovers overnight.

In the morning, I had to go to the workshop to set the task of agricultural machinery. After the outbreak of the Detroit incident, the AI program of such agricultural machinery had been deleted, and all the forms needed to be set by farmers themselves, which raised the threshold of this profession. Zheng Qilu had the relevant knowledge and skills, but Tai grandfather should not have that ability. Therefore, even if Lu Xuefeng did not take the initiative to retire, he would not be able to do so Xu continued to work in the rural areas.

Lunch will be simpler, one dish and one soup is almost the same. Zheng Qilu has the patience for delicious food. Sometimes he will stew a fat pig elbow in an electric cooker. From 8:00 to 9:00 in the morning, he will stew it in a small fire, but it will not boil. By the time of lunch, the elbow has been boiled to remove bone, thick oil and red sauce, and the taste is mellow and beautiful. For such a hard dish, the staple food is rice, noodles and steamed bread That's right.

In the afternoon, Zheng Qilu had to stay in the workshop and use UAVs and satellite remote sensing to monitor the actual situation of farmland. He had to set up agricultural equipment to solve any unexpected problems, or he had to go there in person. Generally speaking, it's a very leisurely job. With the NCAs system, the rural areas have always been in good weather.

Dinner will be more formal, because it is a break time, Zheng Qilu has enough time to add meals for himself.

His life is full of life, but it's much worse than that of Lu Xuefeng. The young couple has already enjoyed the great grandfather's meticulous care. Looking at the life of Zheng Qilu, an older single, oily man, I think he is rather slovenly.

Of course, Mr. Zheng's life is not just for the elderly in rural areas. He is actually a second-hand artist. He is also playing with sculpture. Large plaster statues are placed in the yard, and there are artificial splicing wood. He bought a lot of them for wood carving. A piece of work needs ten and a half days of hard work. To catch up with the busy farming, he may spend a whole quarter to produce finished products.

From material selection, carving, coloring to online sales, he did it all by himself. He also recorded the process and made it into a video for people to enjoy. Now Zheng Qilu is more or less an Internet celebrity. The content of his year-round age is the most widely promoted.

Lu Zhengkang is in charge of the red case, Su Xiangli is in charge of the white case, a meal from the former dish to the dessert, does not need Zheng Qilu waste half of the dessert, moved him to tears.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm not talking about you. You're a national talent with three levels of social trust. If you don't go to those laboratories and take the civil service examination, you'll stay in the rural areas. What do you want to do?" Lu Zhengkang once again advised the oil head monster to turn back.

Mr. Zheng asked, "listen to your grandfather, do you want to be a painter in the future?"

Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "yes, artistic creation."

"You are so smart, why don't you become a scientist?"

"Because I don't want to stay up late to do the experiment, it will be decapitating." Xiaolu gently stroked his still thick hair - how many? Not many. Compared with when he was a child, his hair is thinner now.

Zheng Qilu showed a sad smile, "me too."

Lu Zhengkang's body was shocked, and then he looked at the oil head monster. His long hair stuck to his scalp, but it was a little thin.

"Mr. Zheng!"

"Lu Zhengkang!"

Woo woo! Two big men hugged and wept.

Su Xiang tilted his head and said, "what's your nerve?"

"You don't understand!" × 2

Su Xiangli shrugs, man, ah, boring male creature.

On the second day of living in the rural area, Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli exchanged their bodies. They looked as usual and played each other's roles. There was almost no difference, but "Lu" became more silent and "Su" became more talkative.On the third day, they exchanged their bodies and decided to go to see the old man. Originally, they planned to go to the nursing home directly on the first day. They sent an email in advance, but the old man said that he was not in the hospital and had gone to see off the old friends' bones.

Now, there is only one Lu Xuefeng left in the long live Roman violin day band. He ranks second in age and lives the longest in the band.

Today is January 23, 2093. The day after tomorrow is new year's Eve. Lu Zhengkang and his wife have to go home the day after tomorrow at the latest.

On the morning of the 23rd, the day to see you again, the sky was half overcast, mainly because of the thick clouds in the northwest sky. It looked like iron gray, and the floating and sinking sky light shuttled through the clouds, which had some fantastic colors.

Looking around on the flat land, there is a blue sky in the East. You can see the woods on the horizon. In the smooth radian, these towering woods are just a tiny bulge, like some kind of low fungus. In the south, there are some dry and gloomy sedimentary clouds, shining with thunder. It is rare to see such weather in winter. There is no rain there, just a thunderbolt for no reason.

The temperature is not very low. I walk outside in my cashmere clothes, breathing like a white arrow, curling up three or two inches, turning into invisible.

On such a day, the old man was completely unable to bear his head when he met him. His back was bent down, his shoulders were wrinkled, his cheeks were cut by the law lines, and he fell down like two crop.

The old man is not far from death.

Seeing Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli trotting over, the master waved. When Zheng Qilu came to him, he just rolled his eyes at him, "Why are you following? I've been in a nursing home for so many years, and you still don't want to rest? "

Oil head monster just nodded loosely, shaking his thinning long hair, "I dare not, I have retired."

"There's no retirement story for people in your business."

"Don't say that in front of the children."