Chapter 504: Self-denial and righteousness, the voice-controlled professor fell in love online with his neighbor, a widow who killed her husband (44)
When the two children were twelve years old.
The four of them went to attend Zhuang Liushi's wedding.
The groom is the only son of the Hou family. Lin Muqing was moved to see that they finally got together, thinking that this must be fate.
“I hope they are happy.”
Zhuang Ninghe had nothing to say to this love-brained man who was now completely subdued by his sister, "If Xiao Hou wasn't a love-brained man and had realized it in time, Shishi would have run away with someone else long ago."
"Not like me..."
Lin Muqing knew very well that it was because of what he had said that made her find another childhood sweetheart, which led to the farce of some young men chasing after his wife at home.
In response to Zhuang Ninghe's gaze, she blushed and glared at him without saying anything.
The beautiful girl Zhuang Ruoshu who was sitting next to her had already said this with a smile.
"Yes, yes, Dad, you don't fall in love with the brain."
Zhuang Ruoshu and Zhuang Wenbing, who were eavesdropping, looked at each other and laughed particularly freely. They did not restrain their tempers because of their father's seriousness. They usually got along with each other like friends.
Zhuang Ninghe's temperament became more elegant and easy-going after he calmed down. His handsome face was calm and smiling. He held the hand of Lin Muqing, who was wearing a cheongsam, and directly acknowledged her, "Yes, it's me."
The two children were speechless; they were an accident.
Until the bride walked down the red carpet.
Zhuang Ruoshu said in amazement: "Aunt is so beautiful!"
Zhuang Wenbing called out in a quieter voice, "Auntie!"
They were a pretty little beauty and a handsome young boy, very lively and adorable. Zhuang Xishi walked to the middle and turned to smile at them, obviously she liked these two nieces and nephews very much.
The bride and groom on the stage both had red eyes.
Zhuang Wenbing seemed curious, wondering if his father would cry, "Mom and Dad, did you cry at your wedding?"
Lin Muqing thought about it, feeling happy but not crying, and shook her head, "No."
"but……"
Zhuang Ninghe seemed to know what she was going to say, "Mumu, I still have to save face."
"Well, none of them." Lin Muqing said unhappily towards the gossipy looks of the two children.
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Another ten years passed.
Zhuang Wenbing and Zhuang Ruoshu have had superior IQs and good looks since childhood. They skipped a grade and were admitted to Peking University at the age of 16. The principal finally fulfilled his dream when he was about to retire and admitted the two top scorers in science to the school.
Zhuang Ruoshu studied aerospace technology and Zhuang Wenbing studied computer science. Both of them did well and achieved excellent results.
I chose these two majors because science and computers have become particularly important in 2038, and I also like them.
At the age of twenty-two they had already graduated.
One goes to explore the world beyond the earth, and the other becomes the leader of the underground cyber world.
It was Lin Muqing who enlightened them since they were young, so that they could find their talents right away and choose a path to cultivate based on their interests and hobbies.
Zhuang Wenbing has been gifted in computers since he was young. With the help of his mother, he developed a holographic game at the age of 40 after years of study and combined it with the meteorite brought back by his sister.
Zhuang Ninghe never thought that his child would be so smart and capable; his wife put in a lot of effort.
He spent the first half of his life developing his career in education and spending time with his family, and he struck a good balance. No one would say that he is not a winner in life.
He spent most of the second half of his life on research. After solving two of the world's most difficult medical problems, he retired and accompanied Lin Muqing in charity work.
After learning about this game, I only knew that it was a game that could be controlled with the brain.
Zhuang Ninghe suggested curiously, "The holographic games for children should be fun. I'm over 70 years old. Can I play some?"
Lin Muqing also participated in the production, because the child wanted to study it so hard that he forgot to eat and sleep. She gave instructions as a mysterious shareholder and did not reveal too much of her own abilities, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.
"You can adjust the age in the game, there are many different styles of worlds, just play if you want."
Lin Muqing saw that he looked like a fifty-year-old scholar, and he still had fondness in his eyes, "You don't look old, you have such a good temperament."
"Honey, let's go out and play together." Zhuang Ninghe perked up when he heard that he could adjust his age. The crow's feet at the corners of his eyes curved, leaving only the tranquility and gentleness of time, and his elegance and nobility.
So he spent most of the rest of his life in the holographic game with Lin Muqing.
Because you can spend double the time in the game, one day outside and two days inside.
It seemed like he could spend more time with her.
Zhuang Ninghe was particularly satisfied with this game.
Zhuang Wenbing and his sister were praised by their father more than once.
Although technology has advanced, life expectancy has not changed.
Zhuang Ninghe was in his nineties.
Finally, my body couldn't bear it anymore.
This holographic game is not as advanced as the interstellar one. It cannot support the patient's weak thoughts and cannot be played for a long time.