Time flies by and takes away many people silently, including Zeng Jianye and Mr. Xuan.
Zeng Yiming didn't know exactly when the two old men left. He had lost contact with them since he last left the imperial capital.
Wang Anlan and Wang Li, the only people who had contact with him, did not disclose anything.
Even though it had passed, Zeng Yiming was still sad for a long time after learning the news.
Zeng Jianye is not only the memory of his life, but also the family he depends on for life - his only family.
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With the departure of Mr. Xuan, all the negative things that had been brought to Zeng Yiming have become a thing of the past.
Life must always move forward, just as that man's vicissitudes and strange song is played everywhere in the streets and alleys: the No. 2 bus parked on the 8th floor took away the last falling yellow leaf...
On March 1, Zeng Yiming was busy in the laboratory, preparing for his tenth paper.
Wang Anlan and Xuan Jianan suddenly came to him and asked to talk.
Zeng Yiming nodded expressionlessly, ready to continue the experiment in hand.
But the sadness in his heart made him unable to concentrate. Why did Mr. Zeng leave without notifying him?
Isn't he even qualified to see the old man for the last time?
Now furious, he turned off the power quickly and roughly, walked quickly to the corridor, and glanced at Wang Anlan who was following closely behind him from the corner of his eye. They were only one step away, and he quickly turned around and punched him hard. On his belly, the latter curled up into a shrimp shape with inertia. There were big beads of sweat on his head and fell to the ground with a crisp ticking sound.
After a long time, the pain subsided, he raised his blood-red eyes and roared: "Zeng Yiming, you're crazy!"
Zeng Yiming sneered and growled: "Think carefully about why I hit you?"
Wang Anlan looked at him blankly. He asked himself, he had never done anything to feel sorry for him. This was really an unreasonable disaster.
Xuan Jian'an, who was buying water next to him, saw this scene. After being surprised, he quickly ran over to separate the two.
Zeng Yiming smiled politely at him, pulled him away directly, and said to Wang Anlan word by word: "Why didn't you tell me about your master's death?"
To be honest, he also wanted to question Wang Li about this, but he was afraid that he would hold a grudge and not allow him to graduate.
If Wang Li hadn't listened to the old man's words, he would have been unable to graduate even after writing ten papers.
These papers have been published in authoritative journals at home and abroad.
Of course, five results were reported directly to relevant departments. He had written the papers on these results but not yet published them.
When Wang Anlan heard this, he was a mute eating Coptis chinensis. He just opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. This was indeed his fault, and he accepted the punch.
With this punch today, he knew that his master's pain was not in vain.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Zeng Yiming just discussed with him lightly: "Will you pick me up on Qingming Festival? Let's go visit his old man's grave together?"
Wang Anlan nodded seriously when he heard this, and then looked at Xuan Jianan next to him.
"Is this how you treat guests? You should at least find a place to sit, right? I'm your second brother!"
While scolding Zeng Yiming, he gave the two of them the water he just bought.
Zeng Yiming had no family affection for him, only friendship.
He raised his hand and took a quick look at the watch on his hand. Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, he happened to be a little greedy, so he took them directly to the hot pot restaurant.
"Brother An Lan, lead the way, let's go eat hot pot!"
There are not as many hotpots in Shuangqing as in Shuangqing. Here they mainly use clear oil, while in Shuangqing they mainly use butter.
Wang Anlan drove the two of them to a hot pot restaurant in a familiar car. This hot pot restaurant has a special feature. You can watch the face changing while cooking the hot pot.
Face-changing is actually very mysterious. The performer can do it in front of you, under your watchful eyes.
Xuan Jian'an watched it with great interest and burned the hairy belly several times.
After the meal, Zeng Yiming sent a message to Wang Li, which counted as asking for leave.
Teahouse private room.
Xuan Jianan suddenly became serious. He looked at Zeng Yiming:
"Third brother, you're not still worried about the old man's original decision, are you?"
Zeng Yiming raised his eyelids and glanced at him, silently listening to him continue to speak.
"Actually, it's not just you who were born in the 1980s who can't understand it. I can't understand it either. It wasn't until after the old man passed away that I realized that all of this was created by the times."
Wang Anlan and Zeng Yiming were curious, what era created such a person?
When he saw the two people curious, he said solemnly: "There was a time when people believed in a belief. For the prosperity of the motherland, they could dedicate their youth and their whole life, and their whole life to their descendants."
It turns out that their generation really did it.
That whole generation after generation...
They are all heroes of China...
Zeng Yiming was deeply shocked when he heard this. He didn't know what he should say, but now, all he had left in his heart was admiration for those people.
It is precisely because of their efforts that he can conduct his research in the ivory tower with peace of mind.
The years we see now are quiet and peaceful. Maybe there are countless people in places we can't see who are carrying the burden for us, right?
They may have immature faces, or they may have courage and perseverance that are incompatible with their peers...
How are they doing?
How are their families doing?
In the eyes of these people, are the so-called shares he donated important?
When they weren't paying attention, he quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves and took a sip of tea to calm down.
He didn't know why Xuan Jian'an suddenly said this to him. It seemed that his graduation was not far away.
He knew that the young man in front of him, who was less than two years older than him, was here to convey a message to those behind him, and there were some things he had to say.
Now he must express his position.
"Brother Xuan, I know everything you said. Let him let go of the past. But let me reiterate, I really don't want to enter the temple. I want to continue working in my old profession after graduation."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Xuan Jianye's eyes, and he shook his head helplessly.
"I personally respect your choice, but you have to be mentally prepared!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Anlan who was drinking tea quietly next to him.
"After all, you are more academically accomplished than the two of us, including several brothers and sisters in the family!"
Wang Anlan promptly revealed the news he knew: "My old man has been instructed to start from the Youth League branch of the college."
Zeng Yiming finally understood why Wang Li asked him to be the officer of the college youth league branch in the first place. His feelings had already been laid for him.
No, I will definitely find a way to quit when I go back.
Seeing his eyes rolling around, Xuan Jianan dropped another bombshell news.
He came here this time to take office in Taiping Township, and he just stopped by to see him.
Before leaving, he also said something that was difficult to understand.
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