Huo Tingzhou didn't say anything for fear of interrupting her thoughts, and signaled her to continue with his eyes.
Jiang Si said: "Master has been out of contact for three years, which means he has been working on confidentiality for more than a year."
"If it's true as you said, the engine's research and development project is nearing completion."
"Then he can just paint it himself."
"Why would he ask me to paint it?"
As she was talking, Jiang Si suddenly turned around and looked over.
"Do you remember when Master taught me to draw this kind of mechanical drawings?"
Huo Tingzhou nodded and said, "I remember. You were eleven years old that year."
That year was also the day he left the Jiang family.
Jiang Si was thoughtful after hearing this. She must have known in which year her teacher taught her.
But at that time, she couldn't understand it at all.
She remembered that she had even asked her teacher why her painting style suddenly changed this semester and why she was asked to paint such boring things.
The master didn't explain too much at the time, he just said that it's always good to have many skills, and that you will understand it in the future.
Now that all of these are connected together, Jiang Si is simply horrified by the careful thinking.
Could it be that Master had already received a secret mission at that time?
If you think about it more deeply, is there a possibility?
From the moment his master Jiang Jia taught him to paint, he had already prepared himself to develop in this area?
"One more thing—"
Jiang Si paused and looked at the envelope.
She picked it up and took a look at it, then looked at the letter that her teacher had written to her.
"I don't understand, why did he write to me with his left hand?"
When saying this, Jiang Si felt a little uneasy.
"Do you think something has happened to the master?" she asked.
Huo Tingzhou had similar guesses in his mind, but there was no way to verify these questions at the moment, so he could only comfort her in a gentle voice.
"Don't let your imagination run wild. Since Professor Yu can't write to you, it at least means his life is not in danger right now."
"As for the fact that he wrote with his left hand, I think he just didn't want others to know who wrote the letter."
Jiang Si thought about it and felt that what Huo Tingzhou said made sense.
Even confidential units are not necessarily safe these days.
Didn’t the previous spy lurking in a unit under the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building for more than eight years?
Seeing that her complexion had improved a little, Huo Tingzhou said again.
"Professor Yu may just want to use this opportunity to train you. After all, he will have to retire one day."
At this point, he looked at Guo Xian seriously and said, "Wife, have you ever thought that after Professor Yu retires, he wants you to take over his position?"
Jiang Si: "Me?"
Huo Tingzhou nodded.
He also explained the reason.
"You are Professor Yu's only direct disciple."
"Even Professor Yu himself said that your attainments in painting are 'the disciple surpasses the master.'"
In view of the above two points, Huo Tingzhou felt that this possibility was very high.
Jiang Si had never thought about it in this way, but after he comforted her, it was true that she was not so worried anymore.
She couldn't contact her master at the moment, so she could only take things one step at a time and finish the work at hand first.
After figuring it all out, Jiang Si's expression relaxed.
But there was no rush to draw this at the moment. Jiang Si glanced at the packages on the ground.
"Brother and sister-in-law have spent a lot of money this time. Let's buy some dried seafood and send it to them later."
Xinjiang Province is far away and far from the inland, so this is the most suitable place to send it.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Huo Tingzhou agreed immediately.
He couldn't help with anything else, he could only take care of the things at home and try his best not to make his wife worried.
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