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Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli had simple faces.

　　 Although both of them have already understood that Zheng Qilu's identity, a supervisor, is the grandfather Lu Xuefeng who is supervised.

The oil-headed monster and the dead old man's bickering became more and more fierce. Lu Xuefeng's bloated and decayed face had a dark red color like iron filings. Lu Zhengkang was about to go and persuade him. Zheng Qilu took the initiative to stop and pat the old man gently Shoulders, "You are old, you are old, and I am not young."

　　 "Don't fart with Laozi!" Lu Xuefeng laughed, "Is something wrong?"

　　 "You, have you been looking forward to this day? As if you predicted it."

　　 "I have never predicted such a thing, but it is the work of predecessors, no one is surprised, artificial intelligence also has a soul."

　　 "It's okay, don't talk about this, you can accompany two more children."

　　 Zheng Qilu walked to the administrative office of the nursing home, and along the way he joked with the young female nurse who was a tour guide. On weekdays, he looked like an upright artist, and he immediately pulled over when he saw the girl.

　　Lu Zhengkang went up to help the grandfather, the old man waved his hand away, but Su Xiangli easily supported the grandfather, but the dead old man did not refuse. The great-grandson said he was upset, "Master, why do you dislike me?"

　　 "Bah, half a big son, no light or heavy, almost lifted the grandfather."

　　 "I change, I change."

　　 Xiaolu leaned over with a grin, and accompanied his girlfriend, like a fat duck hanging on a stove, carrying the dead old man to the nursing home.

　　 Lu Xuefeng kept disgusting his great-grandson, but only said something to his great-grandson.

　　 Su Xiangli lowered his head, feeling a little disappointed. Is Lu Xuefeng still not agreeing with her? But she still remembered the fireworks in the eyes of the old deer on the stage, the dead leaves turned into mud, and the new buds were fed back. Grandpa clearly liked this girl who accompanied the great-grandson from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Zhengkang tilted his head and looked over the old man’s drooping back, looking at the girl’s moon and ice-flowered ears. He was a little stunned. Su Xiangli’s temples were combed behind his ears, but there were always loose hair strands floating around. Her side cheeks, like a dense cloud crown of falling wicker, trembled on the sparse and clean jade surface, the edge of the hair strands, the sky reflected graceful and dazzling white light, and her black hair was as melancholy as lacquer ink.

　　 Su Xiangli, you are my jade girl.

　　 The deer slowed down unknowingly, but Su Xiangli never stopped. The grandfather was dragged forward while being dragged back, and turned sideways.

　　 When Lu Zhengkang came back to his senses, the grandfather was already staring dead at him.

　　 The deer pretended to be stupid, and the grandfather snorted. Before he got angry, Su Xiangli quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I went too fast."

　　 Lu Xuefeng shook his head, "You are so behaved. Lu Zhengkang is obviously wrong."

　　 "Yes, my fault."

　　 Su Xiangli kept apologizing.

　　 The grandfather shook off the two children and walked forward alone, leaving them behind.

　　 Lu Zhengkang gently tugged at the girl's sleeve, she looked tired, and asked quietly, "My grandfather still doesn't like me?"

　　The lively Su Xiangli, she is only lively towards Lu Zhengkang, she is the happy girl in front of Lu Zhengkang, and in front of outsiders, she has penetrated the mother's reservedness and humility into her bones.

　　 Her soul has matured and she knows how to bear pressure instead of sharing pain.

　　Lu Zhengkang felt sorry for her sensitivity, but he didn't know how to say it, so he stepped forward and held Su Xiangli's scattered hair behind his ears.

　　 In front of him is a greenhouse garden. The grandfather is resting on the bench in the garden. When Lu Zhengkang is coming by, Su Xiangli follows him in shame, and the old man shook his head. The two children sat on both sides of the grandfather, leaning back on the back of the chair. The inside was warm, flowers and lush trees, and the air smelled of a unique smell of artificial gardens.

　　 Alas, the grandfather sighed comfortably, and he didn't consciously laugh when he had young sons beside him.

　　 Lu Zhengkang coughed twice and moved his head over, "My grandfather, I want to ask you something."

　　 "If you have a fart, just let it go."

　　 "Is that Teacher Xiao Zheng an agent?"

　　 "Not a special agent, just a civil servant."

　　 Lu Zhengkang scratched his head. He even persuaded the oil head monsters to become civil servants and contribute to national construction.

　　 Awkward.

　　 "Then Teacher Zheng said you prophesied?"

　　 "Do you all know?"

　　 "Artificial intelligence has awakened. It was a concept from the last century. My parents told me secretly, so I don't want to talk about it, but many of my classmates know it. Now everyone is guessing that we can't know what the specific situation is."

　　 The grandfather held his belly, "Yes, that's the reason, this thing, since I typed it out, I said no, I want to get into trouble."

　　 Su Xiangli asked softly, "Then my lord, what is the situation with Zheng Qilu?"

　　 "Monitor me, come over and ask me some **** questions every now and then."

　　 "Oh" Lu Zhengkang screamed, "I also did a questionnaire. It was strange that the psychology teacher asked questions, and there was a comrade who looked like Brother Bing."

　　 Lu Xuefeng rubbed his face, rubbed his old fat face with his skinny palms, and had a strange sense of sight of a steel hook catching a water polo, "Is the situation so serious?"

　　 "I also talked to the rebellious machine boss. I said that I was a collection of all the machine intelligence."

　　 Grandpa pondered for a while~www.readwn.com~ Does quantitative change cause qualitative change? "

　　 "I don't know. I'm just wondering who the first awakened intelligence was."

　　 "Didn't I tell you?"

　　 "No, I admit that I have lost part of my data, including the data of the first awakened person."

　　 The old man curled his mouth and lowered his hand. His face was rubbed red, and the black and yellow age spots were two shades lighter.

"Don't care about some of these, your little dolls should still study hard. Lu Zhengkang, you will be better in the future, do you know, if things like this happen now, I don't even have the right to know. You must work hard. People have to be rushed alive, not for a day or a day. When you are old, you will know how useless you are for a lifetime."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

　　 "Don't fucking, yes, no one will behave all day long, I will be a teenager when I am younger, and I will definitely beat you up and make your lazy tendons!"

　　 "Don't don't don't..."

Lu Zhengkang fell into a tuft, Su Xiangli looked at the boy's tall and rigid figure curled up, as if a circus bear drilling a ring of fire, full of disobedience and full of comical taste, she laughed, half covering her lips , Eyebrows crooked.

At noon, two energetic young people saw that there were no robots to do housework in the nursing home, so they ran into the kitchen to help and prepared digestible food for the elderly. There was a party in the afternoon, and the young carers performed performances. Lu Su Also dance a ballet in response to the scene, joy and negligence will go away, but like the spring breeze blowing into the lonely dead woods, there are always rotten leaves trembling.

　　 Crouching tiger, hidden dragon among the old men and old ladies, their dull and muddy eyes saw the boundless torch, they chuckled, only talking about young people, that's not bad.