Ling Yue clenched her hands slightly under her sleeves, and the show was about to begin.

"How's Brother Tang? I hope he's not hurt."

Zhang Jia shook his head: "The man didn't say anything else, just this one sentence. Judging from Tang Nancheng's personality, he probably handed it over because he was injured."

Ling Yue sighed slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Zhang Jia sighed: "I don't know when I can get out."

Ling Yue gathered the quilt around her and whispered, "It's almost there."

Once the data is passed on and verified by people on the other side of the ocean, this group will lose their support and will be desperate.

There were footsteps at the door. The two were startled, looked at each other and turned on the monitoring. Soon there were two knocks on the door.

Ling Yue's lazy voice rang out: "Hey, when did you become so polite that you even knock on the door? Come in."

Xu Wen outside the door had his usual smile on his face, looking gentle and polite, as if the smile was welded to his face.

"Academician Ling, you're joking, but I'm sorry for the poor treatment here." As he said this, he pretended to be angry and yelled at the person standing guard at the door twice.

Ling Yue watched the person in front of her put on a show with cold eyes. It had been a long time since she had watched a show.

When it was almost time, Ling Yue withdrew her gaze and looked at the water in front of her. She immediately poured herself a glass and took a sip. The cold water touching her upper lip made her mind clearer.

Xu Wen sat down on his own, a smile of pride on his face: "Academician Ling, I came here mainly to share some good news with you."

As he spoke, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times, as if waiting for Ling Yue to ask.

Ling Yue was also very understanding. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."

Xu Wen smiled complacently: "Academician Ling's subordinates are not very good. You didn't expect that the guard Tang, whom you always valued, would take the data of the optical cable away when you were away."

Ling Yue was startled, then she clenched her fists in front of Xu Wen.

Seeing this, Xu Wen's smile widened a little.

"We originally didn't know how to confiscate it in the military district, but we didn't expect Guard Tang to be so helpful."

Ling Yue looked at Xu Wen without saying a word, and Zhang Jia took a step forward angrily.

She grabbed Zhang Jia's arm and then raised the corner of her lips slightly: "Haha, Commander Xu came here just to let me say congratulations to you? Then congratulations to everyone."

As she spoke, Ling Yue released her hand and ordered, "Zhang Jia, show the guest away."

Xu Wen didn't care either. After all, it was his quality to allow the losers to feel helpless and angry.

He stood up, leaned slightly towards Ling Yue, and smiled as he leaned in closer, "Haha, Academician Ling has always been reluctant to speak of something, but we easily got it here. Don't you think your persistence is ridiculous?"

After saying that, Xu Wen strode out, and Zhang Jia slammed the door shut.

Ling Yue covered her mouth, afraid of laughing out loud. After calming down, she complained in a good mood: "Your mouth stinks."

Amidst Zhang Jia's silent smile, Ling Yue picked up the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground with a "bang", smashing it to pieces.

As if that wasn't enough, he smashed the kettle, leaving the floor in a mess.

Spring arrived shortly after the New Year, and the time between spring and autumn had doubled. The atmosphere outside became more and more lively every year, with the sound of firecrackers crackling.

Not long after, the sound of firecrackers gradually faded, and spring and summer arrived one after another.

A few coughs were heard in the silent air.

Immediately, there were chaotic footsteps, exclamations, and scolding.

"Master Zhu!"

In a gray-white house, the interior is painted brightly, with blue and white colors intersecting, it looks solemn and simple.

Qian Zilin, whose hair was already white on his temples, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the old man in front of him with sunken cheeks and eye sockets, a gray complexion but bright eyes.

Time cannot stay for long after all.

"Don't bother. I, I want to talk to you."

Even though Qian Zilin was sitting close to the front, his injured ears could not hear the old man's intermittent whispers. It was not until the person next to him repeated it quickly that Qian Zilin nodded.

Soon, everyone in the room left, leaving only a doctor, Qian Zilin, and his assistant.

"Master Zhu, don't say that. It will be fine."

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all of Qian Zilin's strength.

Regret was buried in his heart. If he had been more careful at the time, perhaps Mr. Zhu could return home safely, surrounded by his children.

Mr. Zhu has been working with Qian Zilin for the past few years. He can tell what Qian Zilin is thinking with just a glance.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he wanted to smile but didn't have the strength, and finally he could only lie down helplessly.

"Don't think too much. I won't agree to go back even if you ask me to."

"In this life, I have regrets, but I never regret anything. The only thing I worry about is you."

"You have an impulsive personality. You must listen to Comrade Xiangzhong. He won't harm you."

"For the motherland to stand up, first and foremost, the people must stand up. Unfortunately, I can't see it."

"Also, there's Ling girl. Ling girl has, has ability. You have to take good care of her. She cares about you the most. Protect yourself, protect her. You, you all have to be well."

Every time Mr. Zhu spoke, Qian Zilin nodded. By the end, he could no longer hear clearly.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu looked out the window at the clear blue sky and said one last thing: "Girl Ling, you haven't met my granddaughter yet. I'm sure they'll get along well."

In the summer of 1962, Zhu Rongfang passed away at the age of 71. Qian Zilin saw him off at Qinghai People's Hospital.

When the news reached the Forbidden City, Xiangzhong and Zirun locked themselves in their room to commemorate the old man who had devoted his entire life to the science and technology cause of Longguo.

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