Ling Yue, living in the interstellar era, was caught in an explosion caused by a neighboring scientific madman and was transported to the Blue Star in the 1960s, a time of devastation, internal str...
Ling Yue looked up at Tang Nancheng who was sighing silently, and then looked at An Kexin who was sitting on the bed reading a book.
Life on the train is very boring. There is no entertainment except reading and sleeping.
For Ling Yue, who likes quietness, she actually enjoys such time.
She didn't know if anyone else had any problems, but being in the car didn't prevent her from completing her work.
Qian Zilin looked at Ling Yue, whose hands were constantly moving, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Apart from the dictionary placed aside, there was nothing in front of Ling Yue.
"Ling Yue?" Qian Zilin called out softly in confusion.
Ling Yue nodded slightly, her eyes still fixed on the front.
An Kexin looked over when she heard the voice, then her eyes widened and the book in her hand slowly fell.
After waiting for a long time, Ling Yue didn't hear Qian Zilin ask her anything, so she looked up in confusion.
Then she saw two people staring at her face with worried expressions: "What's wrong?"
Seeing Ling Yue's normal expression, Qian Zilin finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I was just about to ask you what's wrong."
Ling Yue nodded blankly: "Oh, nothing, just doing some small reports."
Qian Zilin sat beside Ling Yue's bed, looking at her in surprise, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her face.
But seeing that Ling Yue had no desire to continue, he stopped asking. The girl looked stupid, but in fact, she had her own ideas in her heart.
Qian Zilin changed the subject and asked, "Why are you thinking about looking at the dictionary again?"
"This thing is good. Take a look at the new version. It uses the pinyin method, so children can absorb it faster and learn to recognize words."
"That's right. This thing has made those people scratch their heads for a while. The last time I came back for a meeting, I was asked for advice."
Qian Zilin laughed. It had been over half a year since he last left the base for a meeting. "How could I possibly know these things? When I was little, I learned to write by rote. The teacher wrote on the blackboard, and we copied it below. Then we'd go home and trace it on the ground. If we didn't remember it the next day, the teacher would hit us with a small bamboo stick."
"Uncle Qian was also beaten?"
Ling Yue asked curiously. In her impression, Qian Zilin was very smart. If she didn't have interstellar knowledge, she might not be able to have as broad knowledge as Qian Zilin even if she studied for one or two hundred years.
"I didn't, but my classmate was miserable. He couldn't write a few words and his hands were swollen. He had to hide it when he got home, otherwise he would be beaten a second time."
Has he ever been beaten? Is it something that can be talked about?
He just didn't believe that Ling Yue had never been beaten by Zhou Jing.
Ling Yue had been beaten before, but not by her mother. Instead, she was beaten by her own mentor. The beatings were also made with long, thin bamboo sticks. Every time the whip came down, her skin immediately became red and swollen.
"By the way, Zhao Shi, what are your plans?"
Qian Zilin didn't believe Ling Yue's lies in front of Xiangzhong. The Rizhao problem was almost solved in his house last time.
Ling Yue's smile suddenly froze, and she pursed her lips. "During this construction, I might need to travel back and forth between here and Xinjiang. I'm worried that you'll be too tired alone. Uncle Zhao's work in Jiuquan has come to an end, so I asked him to come over to help."
"That's fine too. Working together can indeed reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble caused by lack of energy. However, I think Mr. Zhu is more suitable."
Firstly, the two have worked together for a long time and are more familiar with each other's temperament and character. Secondly, Zhu Rongfang is cautious in character, which makes cooperation more convenient.
Ling Yue had considered it before, but considering Zhu Rongfang's age, she suppressed it:
"Master Zhu is still in Jiuquan. We can't do without him there. I thought, once this satellite is settled, I'll let Master Zhu retire. After all, Master Zhu is already sixty-nine and hasn't enjoyed a single day of happiness."
Qian Zilin shook his head: "In fact, for a researcher like Mr. Zhu, being able to continue in his research position is the greatest happiness he can feel."
He is like this himself. If one day he retires due to age, he will probably be unwilling to do so.
I would rather die at my post.
Ling Yue didn't say anything, and neither did she, but Mr. Zhu was not as urgent as Zhao Shi.
"Okay, I'm just sharing my thoughts. You can take a break. I'll take a look at the plan."
Ling Yue nodded: "Okay!"
The road to Fujian was not difficult to travel. At least when Ling Yue arrived at the base, she did not show any signs of motion sickness.
In Jiuquan, we lived in temporary tents, but here we live directly in houses.
The houses here are very distinctive, and these buildings have long disappeared in the galaxy.
The gap is more than 3,000 years, which is equivalent to the distance between now and the Tang Dynasty. A lot of history has long been buried in the long river of time.
"Comrade Ling Yue."
When Ling Yue heard her name, she turned around and saw Zhang Nan, wearing a white military uniform, standing straight and waving at her.
"General Zhang Nan?"
Ling Yue cried out in surprise. She didn't expect that the person who came to pick her up this time was Zhang Nan.
"Finally you're here. Come on, get in the car. You must be tired from the journey. I'll carry you."
As he said that, Zhang Nan was about to pick up the luggage.
It’s a pity that Tang Nancheng, Wang Zhijun, and even Qian Zilin were protecting each other like their own children. They were nervous even when others took a look at them. How could they let Zhang Nan take it?
Zhang Nan was not embarrassed. When asking for help, one should have the attitude of asking for help, especially since the other person came to help.
As long as he can build good ships and reduce casualties among soldiers, he would be willing to wash a few people's smelly socks every day.
Two minutes later, several people got into the cars. The two cars were packed and drove forward.
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