Striving for Science

The sunny sky just now suddenly became gloomy.

Put down the phone and turn on the computer to process some internal data. When it was almost noon, the rain began to fall and hit the leaves, making a crackling sound.

Ding Yang beckoned everyone to get in the car, and the small broken car in the department seemed to be particularly useful in this kind of weather, at least to cover the wind and rain.

"In this weather, there are people coming to visit us?" Chen Panpan saw a sightseeing car drive through the window. "In the afternoon, we will send a message to the travel agency to make them try not to enter the mountain."

Wuming City has many mountains and waters. When the traffic was not developed before, the people living in the mountainous areas have extremely difficult days, and have never seen the outside world from birth to death. In recent years, the living standard has improved and I started to learn to develop tourism in other places. Unfortunately, because of insufficient publicity and the only characteristic is the local characteristic residential houses, the number of tourists that can be attracted is very limited.

Shen Changan glanced at the sightseeing bus that Chen Panpan said. There were a few people sitting in the sightseeing bus. The number was not large. Looking at Chen Panpan's attitude towards tourism, without knowing him, Wuming's tourism industry has not developed very well.

When the car drove outside the community, Shen Changan borrowed an umbrella from the property and quickly walked downstairs. The corridor is a bit wet, and it should have been left accidentally when other residents went upstairs.

He put away his umbrella, climbed a few stairs, and saw a young woman hurried down, without even having time to comb her hair. Shen Changan gave way to the side and turned to see the young woman rushing into the rain curtain.

Passing the fourth floor, Uncle Zhang's door was closed, and he shouldn't be back yet. He went upstairs to steam himself rice, fried a dish, a meat.

The worst thing about living alone is that you ca n’t finish two dishes, and it ’s too monotonous to fry a dish.

After eating and tidying up the kitchen, the rain has never been small. When Shen Changan returned to the room for a lunch break, he found a leaf under the bed.

Bending over to pick up this green leaf, he looked at the tree outside the window and took out his phone to open the contact list, but he didn't know who to contact.

At that time, leaders of relevant departments worried that criminals would retaliate against him. Not only did he change his name, but his household registration also changed. A few months ago, news broke that the son of a criminal killed by his father joined an international criminal gang. In order to protect his safety, the relevant department arranged him to Wuming City, and asked him not to contact his former classmates and friends.

After crossing the names one by one in the contact list, Shen Changan opened a chat box with Daonian.

Changan: Mr. Daonian, do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?

He thought that it would take a long time for the other party to reply to him. He didn't expect to receive the message of Daonian within half a minute.

Nian: Of course not, why do you think so?

Seeing this answer, he couldn't help laughing.

Changan: I have had some very strange dreams recently. These dreams are too real.

Year: thinking about the day, dreaming at night, don't worry, there are no gods and demons in this world.

Changan: What about the ghost?

Year: People die like lights, and there is still temperature on the extinguished candlelight?

Changan: Mr. Daonian is in a good mood today?

Year: Why do you ask?

Changan: Because you typed a lot of words with me today.

After the news went out, there was suddenly no reply. Shen Changan regretted that it was rare that the other party was willing to talk more with him. Why should he be cheap?

After a few minutes, the phone rang again.

Year: Um.

Year: You must remember that there are no ghosts in the world.

Changan stared at the phone for a long time, and laughed silently.

Changan: I see, thank you Mr. Daonian.

There was no news back there. Shen Changan came back from the office at night. After taking a shower and going to sleep, Daonian suddenly sent a message.

Dao Nian: Good night.

Changan: Have a good dream.

Turning off the chat box between the two, Shen Changan received a call from Director Du to let him rest at home tomorrow. He didn't refuse. After hanging up the phone, he lay in bed and regarded himself as a spread.

He thought he would not be able to sleep. He didn't expect to listen to the rain outside the window. He slept very sweetly that night and didn't wake up until 9 o'clock the next morning.

After getting up and taking a bath, putting on a black shirt, Shen Changan pushed open the side door, where some of the parents ’relics were placed, and their photos were hanging on the wall.

"Dad, you wrote a letter to my mother, my mother couldn't see it." Shen Changan sat on the chair and smiled softly, "If there is spirit after death, you read the letter to your mother. , Lest my mother always say you do n’t understand romance. "

He laughed at himself and picked up a towel and wiped the dust from the photo: "That's it, anyway, I said too much, you can't hear it."

The door knocking sounded, Shen Changan put down the towel, opened the living room door, and saw four men standing outside the door. The man walking at the front was holding a wooden box in his hand. It was raining outside, but the wooden box was not stained with a drop of water .

"Excuse me, are you Comrade Shen Changan?" The man holding the box in both hands looked at Shen Changan, his expression was cautious.

"I am, a few please come in." Shen Changan invited four people to enter the door. After closing the door, the man handed the box to Shen Changan.

"stand at attention."

"salute!"

Seeing the four people salute neatly, Shen Changan was startled, holding the box in his arms tightly, and bent down to salute them. The suitcase in his arms was not heavy, but he felt heavier than a catty.

Put the box on the table, Shen Changan poured water into the kitchen, and the four sat on the sofa with their backs straight, as if they were on alert anytime, anywhere.

He didn't ask the identities of these people. They didn't seem to speak well, with dark faces, with concerns and worries.

Open the wooden box, which contains a yellowed diary, a few ordinary pens, watches, medals, and ... photos of my dad.

The father in the photo, standing in the yellow sand, grinned with white teeth, so energetic, so young. After holding the photo for a long time, Shen Changan carefully put the photo back in the box.

There are also some awards and medals in the box and internal letters of praise, but these are not what Shen Changan cares about most. He shook his hand and picked up the yellowed letter, and opened the envelope a little with a letter opener.

The moment he opened the envelope again, he hurriedly took out the stationery, but at the moment he was about to open it, he slowed down again.

Shen Changan didn't know what was written in the letter. He thought about it for a while, how good it would be if Dad could come back alive after writing this letter, or how good his mother could see the letter before he died.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Changan still opened the letter.

Dear Lanlan, Xiaoyou:

Zhanxinjia!

Tomorrow I am going to take part in a top secret mission. I cannot communicate with my family before I go, let alone meet you. The night here is stuffy and hot, and I can't sleep.

The day before leaving, you are still coughing, remember to take medicine on time, don't just take care of the patient, you can't take care of your body.

...

Last time, Xiaoyou told me that I wanted to buy a military cap, but unfortunately I was in a hurry and did n’t have time to buy it for you. When I go back, I will definitely buy it for you, not only for you, but also for a toy car, so Don't say that you are my son.

When your father is not at home, you are the only man in the family. Remember to take good care of your mother. When you are older, learn to cook, and the man who ca n’t cook is not good to marry a wife.

...

Lan Lan, two hours before dawn, I have a lot of things in my heart to tell you, but I know, you know me.

Xiaoyou, my child, the little man in our family. Tonight I suddenly regretted that I didn't hug you and hugged me before I left, nor did I say I love you. Dad used to think that the elders had feelings in their hearts and could not hang on their lips at any time. But tonight, at this moment, I found that my previous thinking was wrong.

If you like someone, if you care about someone, you should say it. Don't be stingy with your own language and praise. This is also love.

Actually, what I want to say is, Lan Lan, Xiaoyou, I love you.

When I come back, we will take a family photo.

Every time Xiaoyou grows up to one year old, we take photos once. When you have a wife, my mother and I will show her the family portrait and let her know what you looked like when you were a kid.

Lan Lan, do you think this idea is good?

I am always not good at speaking, writing is not good, a letter is written upside down, there are eagles crying outside, I think, it is almost dawn.

When it was dawn, it was another day.

Love your Dacheng pen.

The morning of June 18, 2001

After reading the letter, Shen Changan spent nearly twenty minutes, he couldn't bear to miss a word, or even a punctuation mark.

"This ..." The man holding the wooden box just now carefully took a bag out of his pocket. "That day, my leader and Captain Shen took the task together. He said that before leaving, Team Shen told him to go back. You must buy a military cap for you later, otherwise you, the son, will definitely be angry with him. "

"Shen team ... After Shen team left, the seriously injured leader stayed in the hospital for almost a year, and went to buy the hat after he was discharged, but he couldn't go to you because of work reasons." Put the children ’s military cap in Shen Chang’an ’s hands, “Leader said, Team Shen has not broken his trust, he always remembers the promise to you.”

"I know." Shen Changan squeezed the children's military cap tightly. "My dad, he is an upright man. I have never blamed him, neither my mother ... nor my mother."

Even though he was young, he was kept in a cold room by his grandmother, crying at his dad's picture and asking him why he didn't come back and never blamed him.

"Thank you." Shen Changan photographed the contents of the letter and the envelope with his mobile phone, and folded the letter paper back into the man's hand. "Please save it."

"Yes." The man took the letter with both hands, stood up and saluted Shen Changan, and then gave a business card to Shen Changan. "If you encounter any problems in the future, please contact the person above."

Shen Changan smiled with red eyes: "Thank you."

Sending away these four servant men, he put the box in the closet and locked it, sitting against the closet blankly. The phone rang, and the caller turned out to be a new year.

On the phone, Daonian asked him: "Do you ... want to eat hot pot?"