late at night.
In this hell gate, according to Zhang Ziliang's status, no one can find fault with at least one villa.
but...
Zhang Ziliang's residence is an ordinary bungalow.
About 20 square meters.
This still includes a small courtyard with a stone table and two stone chairs, which looks very simple.
Then there are two simple houses.
It's just that both the courtyard and the house are covered with dust. It's obvious that Zhang Ziliang has hardly lived in the room since he came. He spends most of his sleeping time on the office chair in his office.
According to the time Zhang Ziliang had set before, dinner should be at seven o'clock in the evening.
But it was already ten o'clock in the night, and the bungalow was still empty, without any light.
Apparently...
It wasn't just one person who was late.
It wasn't until about 12 o'clock in the morning that Zhang Ziliang dragged his tired figure, holding his coat in his hand, and pushed open the door of the small courtyard. He looked around, Zhang Ziliang smiled and shook his head: "Being late is really not a good thing. It’s a habit.”
After speaking, Zhang Ziliang put his coat aside, picked up the broom by the wall, and carefully cleaned the dust in the yard, restoring its previous tidiness.
There was no impatience on Zhang Ziliang's face. On the contrary, he cleaned very seriously with a slight smile on his face, as if this was something he enjoyed very much.
Looking at the neat and tidy courtyard, Zhang Ziliang breathed a long sigh of relief, put the broom back to its original position, looked at the courtyard he had cleaned with some pride, and murmured to himself: "It's really good."
Entering the kitchen, Zhang Ziliang was busy again.
As if the timing was right, after Zhang Ziliang placed all the dishes on the stone table in the courtyard, Zhang Xiao's figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard in less than two minutes.
At this time, the food was still steaming.
"It's been a long time since I've tasted your... dishes..."
At this time, Zhang Xiao seemed to have specially washed his hair, no longer greasy and dirty, and even changed into very fresh clothes. It was completely inconsistent with the image of the crazy female in the group that day, more like a well-behaved neighbor. My little sister.
Sitting on the stone bench, Zhang Xiao looked around: "It looks like the place we lived before..."
"Being late is not a good habit."
Zhang Ziliang walked out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls of rice, handed one to Zhang Xiao, and said with a chuckle.
Zhang Xiao rolled his eyes: "Judging from the heat of this dish and the water stains on the ground that have not yet dried up, you probably only came back about an hour earlier than me."
"Don't talk about this."
"Taste my cooking and see if there is any improvement."
Zhang Ziliang decisively skipped the topic and looked at Zhang Xiao expectantly.
Zhang Xiao naturally took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out two pills and swallowed them.
Zhang Ziliang's face instantly darkened: "What is this?"
"Jianweixiaoshi tablets..."
"Homemade enhanced version."
Zhang Xiao said lightly, then picked up the chopsticks, randomly picked up a piece of vegetable that seemed to be edible, chewed it gently, and soon frowned.
The delicate face, coupled with the faint frown, makes me feel pity for him, which is heartbreaking.
"not bad."
"It's definitely improved."
However, Zhang Xiao tasted it carefully, finally looked at Zhang Ziliang, gave a pertinent suggestion, then picked up the water glass on the side and drank it in one gulp.
"Really?"
Zhang Ziliang's eyes lit up instantly, and he also took a piece and tasted it.
Entrance...
salty.
Extremely salty.
You can even bite into the salt grains that have not yet melted when chewing.
"Really."
"Let me just say, I have a talent for cooking."
"At least it's much better than last time."
Zhang Ziliang swallowed the food calmly, took a sip of water, and said with satisfaction.
Immediately afterwards...
This meal was spent in peace.
Neither of them spoke, they just ate quietly, drank water, ate again, and drank water again.
…
"I'm stuffed."
Zhang Xiao put down his empty rice bowl, wiped his mouth and said.
Almost simultaneously, Zhang Ziliang also put down his job: "Is there any hope for Wujue?"
"have."
"But it will take time."
Zhang Xiao nodded.
Zhang Ziliang frowned: "How long?"
"A month."
Zhang Xiao thought for a moment and gave the answer.
But Zhang Ziliang shook his head: "No, it's too long."
"The shortest time can be reduced to fifteen days, but the safety rate will be much lower."
Zhang Xiao took out a notebook from his backpack, kept writing and drawing in it, and finally gave a time again.
"Can."
"By the way, I still haven't figured out why you agreed to join Yaochi."
"That's not your character either."
Zhang Ziliang glanced at Zhang Xiao with some confusion and asked.
Zhang Xiao raised his head and took a serious look at Zhang Ziliang: "The formation is a very wonderful thing. I found that when combined with the formation, many experimental results will be enhanced by about 30% on the normal basis."
"And... in troubled times, scientific researchers are nothing but trash."
"If you die, I won't even be able to protect myself."
"At least... let's keep a hope of revenge for ourselves."
With that said, Zhang Xiao put away his notebook and stood up: "I have been out for thirty-three minutes and twenty-six seconds. There are still several stages of experiments that have reached fever pitch. I will go back first."
"good."
Zhang Ziliang nodded and stood up as well: "I won't send it to you."
"Um."
After talking about the business, the conversation between the two people became very concise and clear, without any nonsense. Outsiders would never imagine that these two people were brothers and sisters who had lived together for nineteen years, or... .Father and daughter.
Looking at Zhang Xiao's back gradually disappearing into the night, Zhang Ziliang had a faint smile on his face, as if sighing and feeling nostalgic.
"In the blink of an eye, it's already so big..."
"Time flies so fast. "
Zhang Ziliang murmured to himself.
I still remember that summer, in a small courtyard with a similar layout, a little girl who was only about five years old looked at me calmly. Although she was dirty, there was no trace of cowardice, and she said it as a matter of course. The words 'I'm hungry' were used.
A bowl of porridge...
There is a new member in my lonely family.
It seems that everything is back to that summer, the sky is blue, the air is fresh, and you will not be afraid of sudden death while walking on the road...
besides...
That neighbor is shameless.
pity...
Can not go back.
Zhang Ziliang's smile gradually turned bitter.
