One war can change the destiny of a nation, and when there are thousands of years, countless wars, and the rise and fall of several dynasties, God knows how different our concepts will be from them.
I don't know when I dozed off. When I opened my eyes again, the headlights in the living room had gone out, and only the big screen was still lit with snowflakes.
I looked around, the girls didn't know where they were, but there was a note on the blanket under their covers.
It seems that you are really exhausted recently. I saved a bowl of meat porridge for you in the kitchen and put it in a white porcelain bowl.
By the way, I have added you to Media’s access list. I have a childhood documentary. You can watch it when you eat porridge. It is the only existence that can record my past bit by bit. I heard you have said so much about your past, and now I should also let you share my past.
Seeing this, I took the note written by Long Time in my pocket, got up and went to the kitchen to bring the bowl of porridge on the table.
It is said that it is a porcelain bowl, but it should be a shell and cover made of insulating materials, so that when I returned to the large living room, the porridge was still hot.
"Media, are you there."
I spoke to the ceiling, and after about twenty seconds, the child's voice rang.
"Good morning, Your Excellency Tanti, Media salutes you."
This time, the voice was much more accurate, as attentive as me, and even a hint of local accent could be heard from the child’s crisp voice.
Technology changes life. I love this kind of life.
Half a month before the Chinese New Year, the wedding of Second Sister Wen and Qiong Qian was finally held in a lively manner. Classmate Qiongqian was very embarrassed, but fortunately all his best men were proficient in the technique of mixing liquor with water, and this was the main task of rescue in the army.
As for me, I just asked Long to give a gift, but I didn't want to go to the wedding. On the one hand, I felt shameless to face the young and old of the Wen family. On the other hand, I felt that if I saw too much happiness, I would get tired.
After this day, when the old man Suo was sent away happily from all over the city, I suddenly found that the 31st day of January of 1999 had left the calendar like fallen leaves.
The closer it is to the Chinese New Year, the more I feel that there is nothing to do. The group has taken annual leave long ago. After getting married with Sister Wen, Qiong Qian went to the tropics with other people to go to the tropics. I hope it’s okay. I hope they can meet cannibals in Southeast Asia.
Turned over on the sofa, I looked at Wei Yu Dika who was lying on the sofa playing PS. When it comes to Southeast Asia, I can’t help but talk about these two boys. They worked in Java for half a year. The world thinks that those accidents are all accidents, until one time when these two boys did not do their work cleanly, they were killed by a good news reporter to Decca holding the bullet-proof Cadillac chassis to play the scene, if not the owner of the Cadillac died on the same day. In an'unexplainable''bizarre car accident', it is estimated that intelligence agencies all over the world regard the real scene of Asia Zhengtai smashing the earth with the whole car as a computer-made cg.
The two Zhengtai realized that they had not completed the task well and they were exposed, and under my instructions, they ran back with their tails between them. Although they changed their faces during the action, when the two of them appeared, the two of the Long family happened to go back to visit relatives in the north, and after the two disappeared, the two of the Long family were going to visit relatives immediately. This is by no means a fool. I guess the visa is also due to This incident has only become protracted.
"Son, come here!"
"Ah? Oh" Hearing my father's call, I got up from the sofa, patted the heads of the two little guys, and then quickly got into my parents' room.
The two were sitting on the mahogany sofa in the room, and I glanced at the coffee table in the middle of the two, on which was a stack of paper that looked like a report.
"sit down."
My mother pointed to the corner of the bed. This hand gesture is very familiar to me. Of course, how dare I not follow her old man's instructions.
Sitting on the corner of the bed, I looked at the two with a sweet smile: "Dad, Mom, what can you do with me?"
"Son, tell mom, is it true that the girl with long history can't grow up anymore?" my old lady asked solemnly.
"Yeah, why are you mentioning this today." I nodded and smiled.
"Then have you ever thought about whether you can be together?" My old lady asked again.
"Mom, what do you mean by this? Don't you think it's too early to talk about this." I scratched my head and decided to continue to pretend to be stupid, thinking that others haven't disliked your child yet, you disliked others: "There are still seven years left before the legal age for marriage in the People's Republic of China."
"Really." My mother squinted at me.
"Isn't it steamed? It's still boiled?" I said while thinking that your old man would die and dismantle this heart. Your son, I belong to others from the body to the heart. I shouldn't say this. It's up to me.
As a cover, I grabbed the teacup from my dad and poured it.
"What if it's a foreign-related marriage." My mother's smiley words scared me directly by spraying tea with leaves on my dad's face.
"Mom, what are you talking about!"
"Child, Xiao San is only seventeen years old." My dad wiped his face and said something nice to me.
"When it's only seventeen, can we let a girl come to our house to cook for him?" My mother said sternly.
"That's it." When my dad heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at me.
"Well, just a few days ago, you went out to buy things, and I went to bed late again, so I had a long history of her" "Son, you are so amazing! I want to be your mother back then" The wife management who interrupted my words hasn't been halfway. She was very shameless and was twisted half of her face by his wife's hand, and then she was completely wilted.
"Little San, my mother is here, I ask you, do you really like the long girl."
After looking at both of them, I nodded.
"Aren't you afraid that she will have no children in the future."
"After all, it's the two who want to hug their grandson in a hurry." Looking at the two black lines on their faces, I finally understood the answer they wanted.
"Yeah, your mother and I understand very well, we are not young anymore, and now we can't control you as a kid, so now we can only count on our grandson." My dad looked sadly. I.
"Dad, when can you speak on major issues?" I grinned.
"Your dad has always been in charge of big things, and your mother is in charge of small things!" Faced with my question, my dad replied with pride.
Of course, everyone in the world knows that the so-called big things of this kind of waste wood and strict control are the kind that the elder Bush led the people from all walks of life in the United States to beat Saddam and the Iraqi people. .
This shows the good face of Chinese people.
After singing this with my dad, I shook my head to my mom: "Mom, I'm afraid my answer will disappoint you. I will choose for a long time in this life."
I thought that such a remark was enough to make the two angry, but my dad laughed unexpectedly, and then my mother caught his ears again very shamelessly.