In that brief moment, Jian Zhizhen saw several plush bears, the kind she had loved since childhood.
She peered intently through the gap in the curtains: "Is there Black Cat Sheriff, Strawberry Bear, and March Hare...?"
Zhenman pressed down the edges of the mosquito net, turned around and smiled at her daughter, saying, "Tonight, your dad took your childhood picture books to the store and matched them one by one. He bought all the cartoon animal dolls you liked when you were little. They're all limited editions for the season, and your whole bed is full of them! You can see them when you get back. I won't tell you in advance."
Jian Zhizhen looked at her father, who seemed a little embarrassed, touching his glasses and looking somewhat uneasy.
Chien Chih-chen remembers that when the students from Yan Village came to the base to do research with her parents when she was a child, they were all very afraid of her father.
My father always had a serious expression when he lectured. The students respected him, but none of them dared to have any conversations outside of class.
From childhood to adulthood, my relationship with my mother has been like that of best friends; we can talk about anything. But my father is not good at expressing himself and will only silently solve problems for me.
Chien Chih-chen imagined her father, such a serious person, taking a sketchbook to a specialty store and looking for plush toys one by one, and her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
"Thank you, Dad." Jian Zhizhen sniffed, her voice choked with emotion. "Mom and Dad, I miss you so much."
Jianci and Zhenman couldn't help but tear up.
In an instant, it felt like I was back five years ago.
They accepted a mission to go to the moon, and they didn't know when they would be able to complete their research. Perhaps, like the older generation of scientists, they would be away from home for thirty or fifty years without being able to return.
The grain depot project lays the foundation for China to conduct other research in space.
If we hesitate even slightly, the resources in the vast expanse of space could be seized by other countries beforehand.
On one hand, there is the obligation to raise a fourteen-year-old daughter; on the other hand, there is the duty to serve the country.
After a painful decision, they chose the latter.
They still remember the day they set off. Fourteen-year-old Jian Zhizhen stood at the door, holding back tears, and sensibly stuffed a small red flag she had made herself into her mother's hand, saying in a choked sob, "Mom and Dad, come back soon."
That little red flag is now planted in the center of the lunar melon field base.
Like the hands of young Chinese children, though immature, they possess the power to protect their land.
Zhenman took a breath, not wanting to be so sad, and changed the subject, asking, "Zhenzhen, how do you plan to get a DNA test with that Director Lin? Have you prepared the materials?"
Jian Zhizhen nodded: "It's ready, I'll show it to you."
Jian Zhizhen immediately opened the box behind her and immediately saw the hair in the transparent bag on top of the box.
But after staring at the bag for a while, Jian Zhizhen suddenly frowned, and a look of doubt slowly appeared in his eyes.
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