Skynet Architect

In the small building, it was already very sad. They were gathered in the living room, where there was an urn and a photo of his father. The photo was black and white, and it showed a man with a very fierce appearance and a resolute face. He was wearing the uniform of the fire team leader of the Skynet Security Company, and his favorite Vulcan cannon was placed in front of him.

It is such a man who supports the whole family. This poor family has never been rich, but since this man joined Skynet, the family's living environment has changed.

But they have never had much wealth. No matter how much money they earn, the money is given to the hospital. This sentence is obvious. Since he joined Skynet, his monthly salary has reached 300,000. This is a crazy thing. Numbers, numbers that can make people work hard, not to mention that their jobs are usually very safe, and there are extra subsidies for working outside the office.

But today, when tragedy strikes, their family has been worrying, worrying about it.

"You said what I usually say about you. How much money you make is useless. The most important thing is that you are alive. Now that you are dead, what will we do? The money you left? Give us all the money The old man is seeing a doctor." The woman lay on the table with tears in her eyes, the tears she had cried a long time ago had dried up, and in front of this photo, a young man about two meters tall in sackcloth and filial piety, was so respectful Kneeling, but looking at the photo of his father, there is no sadness in his eyes, only admiration.

"My father is a hero. He fought the enemy until the last second before he died. He protected his comrades. I think my father was satisfied before he died." He said firmly.

The woman turned her head and looked at her son fiercely.

"What's wrong with the hero? A dead hero is not a hero, but a bear. Now that he's dead, what should we do? Who will treat your grandfather's illness?" The woman's voice was shrill, but it was the truth.

The old man’s illness has been going on for some years. It’s not serious, but he’s getting old. From emphysema to heart disease, everything is not good. Now the money spent on him over the years is no longer just a few million. up.

The filial tank spent all the money he earned on this.

Don't underestimate the power of medical institutions. They are bone-eating demons. No matter how much money you made when you were young, you only found out when you went bankrupt and treated your illness. What you earned was for them. If you have no money , Death will come knocking at the door.

Now, the support of this family is dead, there must be a pension, but how long can it be used? One year, two years or ten years? What's more, there are orphans and widows?

The woman is full of despair now, while his son is gritting his teeth and said: "My father died while performing a mission in Skynet, and they will give an explanation. If they can agree to me taking the place of father, by then Skynet continues to work, I can support this family."

The woman turned her head and slapped the man on the face with a "slap!"

"You little bastard, your father just passed away, are you going to rush to reincarnate? What will I do if you die!" She cried more fiercely, and a new wave of tears had already flowed out, some of which were not even so Cleared up.

A stubborn young man doesn't care about these things, he just knows that now that his father is dead, it's up to him to take over his father's responsibilities.

Just as the mother and son were in a stalemate, a voice came from outside.

This is not the sound of knocking on the door, but the sound of slamming the door. The sound is very crisp, followed by the sound of crying.

"My brother, my dearest brother, why did you die!" The voice was so miserable that one couldn't help but suspect that this woman and Tank were the closest people.

But the faces of the women and young people inside turned dark.

"Didn't my aunt cut off contact with us several years ago? How did this come here?" The young man was puzzled.

But the woman already knew what kind of conduct her son's aunt was,

He must have come out of bad intentions.

"Xiao Meng, don't believe what your aunt says when she comes, she must be here for your father's pension!"

Tank's son, that is, the boy Yan Meng turned his head to look at the gate, ready to fight.

"How could I not know that when we separated, she took away the ancestral house and the ancestral land, and she just asked us to take away grandpa, so what's the point of coming here now?" Yan Meng is usually very nervous. Being honest and filial doesn't mean he doesn't know anything, he is the king of soldiers in the army, the super fireman of the special forces back then.

Unlike his father, he is very comprehensive. He is proficient in everything from small firearms in close combat to long-range guns, as well as modern equipment. He can be called the king of writing.

If it wasn't for the red-eyes during the anti-drug mission at the border, he wiped out the drug dealers and killed them all, so he went to the military court. Although he was not sentenced in the end, he was sent back to his hometown. Now I am a small policeman in the rural police station in the county seat.

This was arranged by the leadership of the army. Of course, he chose the place himself, just to be closer to his home and mother.

Now, the family has been torn apart, but this woman who tossed the whole family is here.

I saw that the gate outside was constantly being pushed and shoved. The big iron gate was very strong, but it couldn't resist someone using tools.

He saw a person stretching a rope through the gap in the door, and then slowly pulling the bolt, only moving a small distance at a time, but he couldn't stand the hard work of the water, and soon the bolt was pulled. pull away.

At the door is a woman dressed in exaggerated clothes. I don’t know where she got that filial piety dress. Her face is covered with thick powder, which looks more like white flour, and with red color, it looks like Paper figurines that seem to be burned.

Putting them together in the middle of the night is definitely indistinguishable.

The woman knelt on the ground involuntarily after rushing in.

"My brother, why did you die? Didn't we agree to wait for you to come back and let us invest and start a business together? Why did you do such a dangerous thing? Although my sister is poor, it is enough to sell the ancestral house and fields You are in business!"

The loud noise can be heard by all the neighbors outside.

Liu Meng and his mother Chen Fanglian, who were supposed to say hello, changed their expressions. Seeing this woman's pretentious expression, they were very embarrassed.

Now that their father and husband are dead, they can't be driven away when others come to express their condolences in front of the mourning hall, right?