Chapter 769 You Must Believe in Science
Li Hongyu woke up and looked at Lei Zhen with her head tilted.
It took her more than ten seconds to react, and she pursed her lips into a sweet smile.
"Lei Zhen, you're here... Your son is saved. Are you happy?"
Seeing Little Red Fish's face pale and terrifying, yet she smiled with satisfaction, even with a hint of wanting credit...
Lei Zhen suddenly felt his nose sore and almost shed tears.
This is Mr. Lei, the murderer who has killed countless people. It goes without saying that he can be cruel when he is cruel, but he can also cry when he is soft-hearted.
“Happy, very happy!”
"Little Red Fish, you are as great as my mother!"
Li Hongyu reminded him of his mother, one who sacrificed her life to protect him, the other who sacrificed her life to protect her son.
The greatness of a mother is infinitely highlighted in this situation. I hope that mothers all over the world will not feel great because of this!
"Really?" Li Hongyu laughed again.
"Did I ever lie to you? Except for the tea you added orange juice to... I have to add orange juice to my tea now, otherwise I always feel like something is missing."
"Thank you, little red fish!"
Hearing Lei Zhen's thanks, Li Hongyu's face turned slightly red, and her eyes were full of pride, just like her reaction after being wrongly praised in the Fog City.
The light in her eyes was gone, no longer shining brightly.
"Lei Zhen, I really put myself in this game..." Li Hongyu pursed her lips and whispered, "This is the best game I accidentally created, but it's also the one I least wanted."
His face was full of grievance and he was about to cry.
"What? You're not satisfied with jumping into this pit I've fallen into? You're about to give birth to my son, it's too late to regret it."
"I... by the way, can I ask you a favor?"
Lei Zhen did not answer immediately and even wanted to turn around and leave. He could roughly guess what the other party wanted to ask him.
But it is destined to be impossible to agree, Li Jiuxiang must die!
"Can I name my son? Lei Zhen, please, just let me name him. I've already thought of it..."
Naming rights?
It turned out to be the right to name, but he still couldn't guess the little red fish.
"Is it okay to call my son Cannian?"
"I really want to go back to the Foggy City to celebrate the New Year. That would be so wonderful. I don't know if I'll have the chance again in the future."
Lei Zhen smiled and nodded heavily.
"Lei Zhen, you are so nice!"
Li Hongyu also smiled, and the color on her face became more and no longer pale.
"I'm not good." Lei Zhen shook his head: "If I were really good, I wouldn't let you become like this. If I could..."
He really couldn't bear this good word.
"It keeps haunting me in my dreams. Even the great monks and Taoist priests can't help me. No matter how much they chant, it's of no use at all."
"this……"
"I'll take a nap. There's a lighter under my pillow. Go ahead and smoke." Li Hongyu closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Lei Zhen reached under her pillow and found a lighter.
Make tea and light a cigarette.
Li Hongyu clearly remembered the two things she was most passionate about in the foggy city, but she didn't know how to hide a lighter under the pillow.
After leaving the ward, Lei Zhen sat in the corridor smoking, looking a little dejected.
"Mr. Lei, may I have a word with you?"
This is a middle-aged man, wearing a double-breasted shirt, cotton silk trousers, and double-layer soles on his feet. His every move gives people the feeling of a hermit.
"Mr. is it?"
"Yuan Sancai lives not far from Xiaoyu." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "He mainly studies astrology, climate, and historical texts."
"Imperial Astronomical Observatory?"
Lei Zhen blurted out.
"The Weather Bureau."
"Jian Zheng?"
"researcher."
“…”
Lei Zhen was not surprised to meet people from any industry here.
He knew very well that the think tank was full of hidden talents, and there must be a master of metaphysics, and the man in front of him, Yuan Sancai, was one of them.
The two went downstairs, walked out of the hospital, and found a small restaurant to sit down.
"Boss, give me a bowl of noodles, with lots of chili!"
"Lei Zhen, what would you like to eat?"
Lei Zhen was really hungry, but he didn't want to eat rice or noodles. He just wanted to eat a bowl of dumplings.
"How about a bowl of dumplings?" Yuan Sancai said, "Shepherd's purse and pork, right? Boss, a bowl of dumplings with shepherd's purse and pork."
There's something!
Lei Zhen wanted to eat dumplings, and he particularly liked the ones with shepherd's purse and pork.
He didn't say a word, but the other party guessed it clearly.
"It's up to you whether to dip it in vinegar or not. No one will arrest you anyway." Yuan Sancai said with a smile: "Do you believe in metaphysics?"
After asking this question, he kicked off his shoes, took off his socks and started picking his toes, feeling extremely good.
After scratching for a while, he took off his double-breasted shirt, revealing a large vest underneath with a big bright red word "Award" written on the chest.
A line of small words above: Activist of the Five Speaks and Four Beauties
The following line of small words: Issued by the First Meteorological Bureau - 1983
If it were just that, it would be fine, but Yuan Sancai actually stared at the woman's buttocks openly, humming a song: Honghu Lake, waves hit waves...
What about the immortal style?
It’s gone!
At this moment, Yuan Sancai looked like a wretched old pervert, and the contrast was so great that Lei Zhen was dumbfounded.
Master, is it always like this?
"That butt is so perky, tsk tsk tsk... Hey, Lei Zhen, do you believe in metaphysics?"
Feeling that he had been a little too extravagant, or perhaps because the woman had gone far away, Yuan Sancai reluctantly returned to the main topic.
Seeing that Lei Zhen's eyes were not right, he quickly explained.
"Personal interests must be subordinated to national interests, so I have to pretend to be nice in front of others. I understand, haha."
"I understand, but the change is a bit too big..."
"You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it. Um, do you believe in metaphysics? This concerns your son's fate. Think about it before you answer."
"letter."
Lei Zhen nodded. He was a staunch atheist, but that did not prevent him from believing in metaphysics.
"Your son has had a tragic fate. If you want him to be safe, first, he must have the surname Li instead of Lei. Second, after the first meeting, you will never see each other again."
"What did you say?"
Lei Zhen frowned and stared at the other person with narrowed eyes.
"It doesn't say you can change your last name to Lei after you turn 18, unless you want to kill your son."
"This child's life is very weak, and you are so murderous, and your horoscopes are too incompatible. If you believe in metaphysics, then do as my senior brother says, otherwise your son will not live past the age of five."
"How do you know my horoscope? Who is your senior brother?"
"He's sitting over there."
Following the direction of Yuan Sancai's finger, Lei Zhen was surprised - Abin's grandfather!
When he entered the restaurant, he habitually scanned the place and saw someone here, but he didn't realize it was the old man.
"To be safe in water?" Lei Zhen blurted out.
"That's you. Remember this from now on: no matter where you go, go into the water. This is your destiny."
The old man came over holding his pipe and sat down.
"Grandpa, why are you here?" Lei Zhen asked.
"You beat Abin so hard he couldn't get out of bed, so of course I had to come."
"That's because..."
"Abin's fate is based on the Green Dragon Star and the Seven Killings, but he can only help you run the gang for 20 years at most. He'll end up dead on the streets any day. 20 years of prosperity and wealth, the old man will definitely help you."
Lei Zhen was deeply shocked by these words. He really wanted Abin to take over the national gang affairs. The previous punishment was to make this kid realize his position.
It’s not about recognizing the truth downwards, it’s about recognizing the truth upwards.
People are used to looking up. If they want to change from looking up to looking down, they need someone on the top of the mountain to give them a strong pull.
"At birth, the eyes are dotted, at 3, the reverse scale is determined, at 6, the ruler is chosen, at 9, the dragon's tail is determined, at 13, the shape is chosen, at 15, the golden body is formed... and at 17, the claws are born."
"Tattoo?"
"It's the Soul-Calming Technique. Your son deserved to die." The old man ate a bite of garlic and continued, "When he turns 17, he'll be a three-clawed, four-clawed, or five-clawed golden dragon."
Isn't this a tattoo?
The difference is that he started getting tattoos little by little since he was a kid, and when he was 17, he took off his clothes, revealing a five-clawed golden dragon coiled all over his body...
It feels so damn cool!
"Lei Zhen, I've calculated for you, and you're not destined to have a son." The old man frowned and said, "This son..."
"Um?"
"You have to believe in science. DNA testing is always available." The old man said seriously, "If this child had five claws at the age of 17, you two would have been fighting forever. So three claws is best. First, it's easier to survive, and second,..."
"My son must be a five-clawed golden dragon, because this is my son, Lei Zhen!" Lei Zhen made the final decision.
He believes in science and is also superstitious about metaphysics.
No one else knows his secret. Perhaps it is just as the old man said, he should not have a son in this world.
"Hey, let's talk about it later." Yuan Sancai said with a smile: "Feudal superstitions are not acceptable. We must believe in science. We absolutely cannot... It's going to thunder."
As soon as he finished speaking, muffled thunder sounded in the sky and a rainstorm suddenly came.
Lei Zhen stared at Yuan Sancai, making him feel uneasy.
"Well... I'm a technician from the Meteorological Bureau. Is there something wrong with artificial rainfall today?"
No problem!
But if two old charlatans tell you to believe in science, it's best to think about it more carefully. It's the same as a doctor telling you to eat and drink what you should eat in the future...
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