Chapter 88 Blessings are the same, and there is no distinction between each other. ...
As the "victim" in the love between Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng, Xu Xunzhen returned to the office holding his computer with his eyes wide open. The secretary asked Xu Xunzhen with concern if he had any worries.
Xu Xunzhen gave a wry smile, "Making money too fast."
Correspondingly, there are more and more things to worry about.
Secretary: !!! Evil capitalists.
Xu Xunzhen gave a generous bonus.
Secretary:!!! I love my job and my work. No one can separate us.
However, Qiao Zheng promised Xu Xunzhen that she would stay in the company for the next six months, so Xu Xunzhen could take a long vacation.
"I want to continue working on technology, but I was previously busy dealing with company matters, so it was difficult to fully devote myself to technology."
Xu Xunzhen's initial goal was to make more money so that he could conduct in-depth research on holographic technology. Now, after several rounds of financing and the large-scale sales of holographic game consoles, Feiyuan Technology has sufficient funds to invest in research.
Qiao Zheng: ...
Looking at the dazzling light that suddenly bloomed in Xu Xunzhen's eyes when she talked about holographic technology, perhaps the Xu Xunzhen in Qiao Zheng's original timeline also wanted to delve deeper into holographic technology. Unfortunately, she couldn't find someone she could trust to manage the company. If the company's management rights fell into the hands of someone who didn't share her ideas, Xu Xunzhen's technological research might be affected. With worries, she couldn't focus on doing practical work.
However, Qiao Zheng never interfered or gave orders about things within her own field. Xu Xunzhen handled the technical aspects, while she took care of the chores. They both had the same goal - to make money! Make money! Make a lot of money!
Xu Xunzhen looked at the white clouds outside the tall building. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. White clouds were scattered in twos and threes in the sky, and were slowly pushed forward by the wind.
At this moment, under which white cloud would Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng be?
Under the white clouds, the helicopter rotors made a heavy humming sound.
In the cabin, Qiao Zhizheng cautiously opened one eye and looked through the glass at the villa that had become the size of a toy. The people dressed in colorful clothes were just tiny dots the size of rice in Qiao Zhizheng's eyes.
Qiao Zhizheng's heart was beating very fast, and the free wind was flowing through his blood throughout his limbs. The blood in his body was boiling, filling, and roaring, rushing to his heart and making his heart beat harder.
All the worries and sadness are gone at this moment.
Qiao Zhizheng's attention was on the joystick in her hand. It was her first time trying to control the helicopter, and her palms were slightly sweaty. Fortunately, Qiao Zheng had told her in advance that the helicopter had a dual control system, and if anything went wrong, Qiao Zheng could take over at any time.
"Drive with confidence!"
Qiao Zhizheng shook the joystick, and the helicopter rushed past the dense leaves on the treetops.
Qiao Zhizheng looked at Qiao Zheng in panic, receiving a soothing smile from Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zhizheng mobilized the theoretical knowledge in his mind and slowly turned it into practical operations.
Adventure and excitement can amplify people's senses and make their adrenaline surge. For someone like Qiao Zhizheng who is riding a helicopter for the first time, the feeling of hovering on the edge of life and death is more surprising than scary.
Shaking the joystick, Qiao Zhizheng gradually became proficient in it.
It flew over the emerald green forest and passed over the winding silver-white ribbon river. When it flew low, the birds nesting in the bushes were startled and splashed like black raindrops.
Qiao Zhizheng's initial trepidation had turned into excitement. Looking at the colorful "birds" in front of her, she couldn't contain her excitement and shouted, "Qiao Zheng! Qiao Zheng! Is that a paraglider?"
The questioning tone was changed into affirmative tone by the excitement.
Without Qiao Zheng's reply, Qiao Zhizheng continued, "Next time, take me paragliding."
"If you have the energy, we'll try it tomorrow!"
"No, no! Next time, next time!"
Qiao Zheng understood and looked at her lower body. Her calves were shaking uncontrollably.
——The same reaction as Qiao Zheng’s first time flying a helicopter, scared and excited.
She didn't feel anything while flying in the sky, but as soon as she got out of the cabin, Qiao Zhizheng couldn't control her legs and fell to her knees. Fortunately, Qiao Zheng was prepared and picked her up.
Not far from the helipad is a golden rice field. The wind blows the ripe rice, creating layers of waves.
Qiao Zhizheng opened her arms and smelled the fragrance of ripe grains in the wind. The wind was hot and scalding, and the ripe rice had a prickly, ripe fragrance.
Qiao Zhizheng pulled Qiao Zheng to sit in the small pavilion. Looking at the magnificent rice fields rolling and undulating, Qiao Zhizheng leaned on Qiao Zheng's shoulder and asked lazily, "Why did you bring me here?"
Qiao Zheng touched her smooth hair, wrung out the water and poured it to her mouth. Qiao Zhizheng tilted her head slightly and drank the water in this position.
Qiao Zheng scratched her nose and said, "Little lazy bum, take a break. I'll take you to meet some people."
Qiao Zhizheng thought about it over and over again, searching through the ocean of memory. After recalling for a long time, he was sure that he had never been here and had no impression of it.
Qiao Zheng shook her head but smiled without saying anything.
The chirping of cicadas in the city is gradually decreasing, but the cicadas here are still active, chirping loudly and vigorously, as if they want to use up their remaining lifespan in a limited time, as if this is the only way to justify the three to five years they have spent underground and not have come to this world in vain.
There was a carport not far from the parking lot, which was obviously prepared by Qiao Zheng early on.
"Two-wheeled, three-wheeled, four-wheeled, motorized, non-motorized, you name it."
It is said that it is Ren Qiaozhizheng's choice, but in fact it can be summarized into three options.
Two wheels + non-motorized vehicle = bicycle
Three wheels + motor vehicle = three-wheeled electric vehicle
Four wheels + motor vehicle = car
Qiao Zhizheng followed the direction of Qiao Zheng's finger and analyzed carefully, "The road here looks like it's only the size of one and a half lanes, and the sun is so strong. Bicycles are convenient but don't have shade, and cars have shade but it's inconvenient for oncoming traffic."
Qiao Zhizheng hesitated between the bicycle and the car.
Yes or no, she chose or.
"Let's choose an electric tricycle."
It is bigger than a bicycle and smaller than a car, takes up half the lane, and is equipped with a sunshade. Qiao Zhizheng felt it was quite novel when she sat on it.
Sitting on the chair in the carriage, the three-wheeled electric vehicle had a poor shock absorption effect. Qiao Zhizheng was thrown up and down, up and down, and could not even speak incompletely: "I, I, I... where are we going... inside, inside..."
Qiao Zhizheng used his empty hand to push down the brim of his hat to block the glaring sunlight that was directly hitting his face.
"It's almost there. It's almost here."
Qiao Zhizheng's divergent thoughts: farm stay? Too bored with work and want to experience rural life? Can it help me gain experience for future rural literature projects? It seems like no relatives live here.
Qiao Zhizheng thought about it and felt that each of the above guesses was possible.
His head was buzzing all the way. When the three-wheeled electric vehicle stopped, Qiao Zhizheng patted his head and blinked hard to gather the scattered thoughts in his mind.
"Woof woof woof," Qiao Zhizheng heard a puppy barking.
Qiao Zhizheng turned around and found that Qiao Zheng had parked the car in front of a house's gate. A white puppy was squatting at the gate, sticking out its tongue, wagging its tail, and barking at them.
"Come on, come down."
Qiao Zhizheng got off the carriage, and the rhythmic "stomping" sounds gradually became louder from far away to near towards the courtyard gate.
The voice came before the person arrived, the tone rose, and the voice was full of energy, "Miss Qiao, you are here, why didn't you call me in advance so that I could pick you up."
Qiao Zhizheng glanced at the grape trellis in the yard, which was laden with purple-red grape bunches. The sunlight shone through the branches and leaves, casting bright spots of light on the clean ground.
There are rows of onions and garlic planted in the yard, arranged neatly without any weeds.
Just by looking at these small details, Qiao Zhizheng thought that the owner of the courtyard must be a person who is organized and loves life.
Qiao Zheng has never mentioned this place before.
How could she bring me here?
Qiao Zhizheng thought about it and looked at the person who came with a smile.
The visitor's eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Zhizheng, and he smiled brightly, "Is this Miss Qiao? Hello, hello. My name is Zhang Shuangyu. Come on, come in and sit down."
Qiao Zhizheng's eyes couldn't help but fall on the metal crutch in her hand. When he caught a glimpse of the empty trouser leg of her right leg, he immediately looked away as if he had been stabbed.
Zhang Shuangyu may not have seen it, or may have seen it but not cared. She still warmly invited them in. "Xiao Lin and the others have something to do outside and will be back soon. Miss Qiao and Miss Qiao, come in first. I'll wash some grapes for you. The grapes we grow are big, sweet, and juicy. If you don't mind, you can take some back later. How about some dried apples? This one is crispy and sweet. Oh, my brain, you must be thirsty in this hot weather. I'll make you some tea. We collected clean osmanthus flowers last year and made osmanthus honey. It's sweet and refreshing when soaked in water. I'll make some for you..."
Zhang Shuangyu talked a lot, but Qiao Zhizheng was unable to get a word in. She looked at Qiao Zheng blankly. Qiao Zheng smiled and took her into the house.
The main room was bright and spacious. Qiao Zhizheng noticed that the corners of the furniture in the room were all covered with anti-collision strips. The furniture was all large and there was not much extra clutter. There were two rows of metal handrails on the brightest area near the window. Qiao Zhizheng estimated that the metal handrails were about at waist level.
Qiao Zhizheng had an idea in his mind.
Qiao Zheng met her inquiring gaze and nodded.
The lights are induction lights, the bathroom and kitchen are covered with non-slip mats, the clothes on the clothesline are mostly Velcro-fastened clothes, emergency call buttons are installed in several places in the house, and there are raised non-slip guide strips on the walls...
Qiao Zheng sent a message on her mobile phone briefly explaining the situation of the three people living here - one lost his right arm, one lost his left calf, and the other became blind later in life. The three people had never met before, but they met because of the barrier-free renovation project funded by Qiao Zheng. After getting to know each other, the three lived together and supported each other.
They are lonely and helpless for various reasons, but they come together for the same reason and work hard to live.
Qiao Zheng shook her head. "It's not just me, it's you too."
Qiao Zhizheng was stunned.
Qiao Zheng and she interlocked their fingers, and the touch of their fingertips spread all the way to their hearts, as if an invisible vine connected the two hearts.
There is no distinction between each other, and there is no distinction between each other.
“We helped them together.”
There was a large table against the wall in the main room, filled with hand-woven little animals. Qiao Zhizheng felt that they looked familiar, so she placed one in her palm.
“They found their direction in life.”
Zhang Shuangyu went back to his room and put on his prosthetic limbs. He didn't expect Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng to come so early. Zhang Shuangyu had just heard the dog barking and came out in a panic. After putting on the prosthetic limbs, he walked slowly like a normal person and walked into the main room holding two cups of osmanthus honey water.
"And thanks to Miss Qiao's promotion, these little gadgets we made are selling very well."
Qiao Zhizheng: ...
I’m a little confused – is this my publicity?
Qiao Zhizheng looked at these woven animals again and remembered a time when she hung a straw-woven puppy on her bag. Qiao Zhizheng also hung a straw-woven kitten of the same style on her bag. Fans took photos of the photos and said it was very cute and they wanted to get the same one.
So, that was it?
Qiao Zheng nodded, yes, that time.
Zhang Shuangyu thanked Qiao Zhizheng again and again. Qiao Zhizheng was rarely at a loss. Her pretty face turned red and she looked at Qiao Zheng for help.
Qiao Zheng shrugged, indicating that she was helpless, but there was a smile on her face, a hearty smile - just like Qiao Zhizheng at the moment.
Thinking back on the sadness of the past few days, it has drifted far away. Qiao Zhizheng cannot touch the sadness, only the pure happiness at this moment.
Zhang Shuangyu's two remaining companions also went home. You held my hand, but I couldn't see you, and I carried my hands full of things, and we went home together.
There was a surprise at home, a surprise that the person who helped them came to their little home.
Qiao Zhizheng came empty-handed, but on the return trip, the tricycle was filled with good things that they considered good things prepared for Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng. Qiao Zhizheng had no place to put her feet, and the smile on her face was almost overflowing.
It’s so nice to have the surprise that one day the effort I didn’t plan to get rewarded actually paid off.
Zhang Shuangyu and the other two watched them go away from the door. After Wang Yu lost her sight, her hearing became more sensitive. Without her companions reminding her, she faced the direction they left and watched them go away with her lifeless eyes.
Among the three, Wang Yu has the most dexterous hands, and she made all those straw animals. Wu Yao has flexible legs and goes everywhere to find high-quality weaving materials. She usually serves as Wang Yu's "eyes" when he goes out, and Zhang Shuangyu is good at talking and is responsible for negotiating business.
That’s great! I hope Miss Qiao and Little Miss Qiao, such good people, will live a long life.
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The author has something to say: The black material will be dealt with in the next chapter
Do you have any stories that you’ve been following for a long time? Me! I have!
There's a book I started writing in 2014, and it's now 2025, eleven years later! It's still not finished. It's not a very long book, only about 250,000 words so far. I only update a few hundred or a thousand words every time, just on the verge of unlocking my V-level. The content isn't as exciting as it was at the beginning, and it's always just watered down. The first few dozen chapters were quite wonderful—at least they were wonderful to me back then. Now it's kind of hitting a nerve. I feel like I'm not reading for the content anymore, I'm mainly reading for the nostalgia. I don't know when this author will finish. This feeling of being left hanging is really uncomfortable [burst into tears][burst into tears][burst into tears]
When I first read this, I was still a kid who only knew how to read (a teenager can barely be considered a kid, right? [shy][shy][shy]). Now I'm an adult with a creative mind who has learned to write my own stories. This story is a pain in my heart. I hope! One day! I can see it! It's beautifully finished!
Eleven years have passed, and I wonder if the author still remembers the original intention of writing the article?
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