PDLP Chapter 333 Things come to an end
Chapter 333 Things come to an end
Chapter 333 The matter came to an end
Qiu Huoming took the phone in his hand and just said, "Hello~"
He started to scold him, "Huo Ming, you are still so capable of causing trouble! If your uncle Zhou hadn't told me, I would have to use my connections to rescue him! How will my uncle look at you this time..."
Qiu Huoming silently moved the microphone away. Xu Lang was probably very angry and kept talking, not giving Qiu Huoming a chance to talk back...
Phones these days are not soundproofed, so Grandpa Xu and Hu Zi also heard it. They smiled and did not try to persuade him. Xu Lang was probably tired of scolding, so he finally took a break and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Qiu Huoming glanced at the half-eaten plate of dumplings on the table and said, "I've eaten it... I'm still eating it..."
"Oh, okay. Then go and eat." Xu Lang hung up the phone.
Qiu Huoming listened to the busy tone on the phone, confused...
It seemed like Xu Lang came here just to scold him... He hung up the phone awkwardly.
Back at the dinner table, luckily they knew he had a good appetite, so they left ten dumplings for him.
Grandpa Xu turned his head and looked at the service personnel beside him, "Let's go, let's go back first..."
Then he instructed Hu Zi: "Take care of Huo Ming. He is not familiar with this place. Take care of him more..."
Hu Zi responded.
Grandpa Xu's back was somewhat desolate. The service personnel carefully supported him. He had drunk a lot of wine and walked a little unsteadily. From this perspective, he looked like an old man...
Their figures disappeared down the corridor.
Hu Zi then sighed, "Grandpa Xu's health is getting worse day by day..."
"What did the doctor say?" Qiu Huoming asked.
He is very clear about the direction of history, but who knows if there will be any changes.
"I have too many old injuries..." Hu Zi shook his head, "I can only delay the injury, but I can't cure it..."
"Grandpa Xu is blessed with a long life. He will definitely live to be a hundred years old." Qiu Huoming comforted him.
"Yeah, I think so too." Hu Zi leaned back in his chair. "I am an orphan. I have followed the general since I was young. He gave me everything I have. If possible, I am willing to give him my entire life span..."
Qiu Huoming had finished eating. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, reached out and patted Hu Zi on the shoulder, "Okay, don't think about these unlucky things. Let's go, take me around..."
Hu Zi nodded and said, "Let's go. I'll take you around the community first. I know almost all the people who live here..."
Qiu Huoming followed Hu Zi to the corridor. It was completely dark outside. The lights in the courtyard were on and the surroundings were very quiet. The wind blew through the corridor and touched Qiu Huoming's hair. He reached out and touched the back of his head. He decided to find an opportunity to cut his long hair.
He glanced at Hu Zi's crew cut, which was a good hairstyle.
"Brother Huzi, take me to get a haircut tomorrow. My hair is too long..."
"Cut it short? I can do it. Come to the yard early tomorrow morning and I'll help you cut it..."
"Sure, you still have this skill?"
"That's what I practiced..."
The two of them were chatting and laughing as they walked out the door.
The community was quiet, with streetlights dimly visible among the trees. Huzi led him to the path and said, "We have a lake here. The weather is not good now. When it gets hot, we can splash around in the lake. It will be so cool."
When we got to the lake, it was too dark to see clearly, but the air was indeed good.
The two of them walked around the lake, and Hu Zi mentioned some of the important people who lived here to him.
Qiu Huoming patted his heart, he couldn't afford to offend any of them.
After returning to the house, I had a good sleep, probably because I was tired after a long day.
The next morning, Hu Zi kept his promise and took him to the yard and cut his hair.
I don’t know if his craftsmanship is good or not, but his speed is certainly fast. Qiu Huoming just felt a chill on his scalp. Not long after waiting, Hu Zi stopped and took out a small mirror with a missing plastic frame from the pocket behind his butt.
Qiu Huoming took a closer look and thought it was okay. The entire head shape had been corrected, revealing the round forehead, and the whole person had a more capable temperament.
He stood up and swept the hair off the ground.
As soon as the area was cleaned up, we saw Grandpa Xu walking slowly around the yard, with the service staff following closely behind him.
Several people greeted each other.
Hu Zi packed up his barbering equipment, patted Qiu Huoming on the shoulder with his free hand, and said, "Let's go, have a fight..."
Qiu Huoming flexed his wrist and said with interest, "Let's go."
Grandpa Xu also became excited and quickened his pace.
This time he was still sitting in the corridor of the martial arts hall, with a cup of steaming tea next to the armchair.
In the martial arts arena, Hu Zi and Qiu Huoming were already familiar with each other. After they exchanged greetings, they started fighting without saying a word...
Hu Zi originally still had some confidence that he could make up for his losses today.
After more than a dozen moves, he felt something was wrong. Qiu Huoming seemed to have seen through his habits. Before he made each move, he could predict his next move, which made him feel particularly frustrated.
Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and quickly stepped back, "Stop!"
He didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead and asked, "How did you figure out my ways..."
Qiu Huoming pointed at his right hand and said, "Every time you feint, your right fingers twitch. Also, before each move, you make some small movements..."
He did not keep anything to himself and told Hu Zi everything he had observed.
Not everyone has such incredible observation and memory.
Hu Zi listened to him helplessly. He spread his hands, turned to look at Grandpa Xu and said, "General, tell me, how can we play this game..."
"If you lose, you lose. Can't you afford to play..." Grandpa Xu said with a smile.
He looked at Qiu Huoming and asked, "Do you want to join the army?"
Qiu Huoming has such good memory and observation skills. If he is well trained, he will be an excellent military talent.
Qiu Huoming quickly shook his head, "I'm still a freshman, and I like the major I'm studying now..."
Hu Zi advised from the side: "You are stupid. You can still study further when you join the army." He winked at Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming understood what he meant, but his interest was definitely not here.
"It's okay. When I learn it well, I can still contribute to national defense. Many radio technologies can be used in the military..."
What he said is true. The future military competition will be about the power of science and technology, and the human wave tactics will become obsolete sooner or later.
"Okay, everyone has their own aspirations. It's a good idea that you have. I'll recommend someone to you later. He can really use your radio technology..."
Grandpa Xu didn't force it and said to him.
Qiu Huoming was delighted when he heard this. "Okay, I will go to the Beautiful Country with the inspection team this time. If I learn any new technology, I can exchange it with him."
Grandpa Xu seemed to be thinking about something. "Do you have any idea about what happened to you this time?"
Qiu Huoming nodded, "You are so reckless, I will be more careful with my words and actions in the future..."
Grandpa Xu shook his head and said, "Young people should forge ahead courageously. Just think about me back then..."
He smiled and cut the conversation short.
"Forget it. A hero never brags about his past achievements. Just move forward with confidence. How can you do things well if you worry about the consequences? I'll take care of everything. I don't believe that when you are doing your job well, someone will make things difficult for you..." Grandpa Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a fascinating aura surged out, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Qiu Huoming was so close that he felt his hair stand on end.
This murderous aura...
Grandpa Xu said a few words and stood up, holding the handrail. "After you have breakfast, go back to the Chinese Academy of Sciences... No one will bother you now. Before you leave, come to my place again and I will introduce you to some people..."
Qiu Huoming nodded, "Okay, Grandpa Xu, then Hu Zi and I will go downstairs and take a bath first."
Grandpa Xu said "hmm", turned around and walked forward along the corridor.
On the way, Qiu Huoming asked Hu Zi, "Brother, did you feel it just now? Grandpa Xu's aura..."
Hu Zi nodded, "The general has been in poor health recently, and he was even more domineering in the past..."
His face was filled with admiration, almost beyond words, "If I could only be one ten-thousandth of what the general is like, I would be satisfied..."
After taking a shower and having breakfast, Qiu Huoming carried his backpack and said goodbye to Grandpa Xu.
Hu Zi sent him out of the gate of the community and led him to the bus stop. Compared to when they came in with a car leading the way, their exit was much more low-key.
"Guess why they didn't send you a car?" Hu Zi asked while waiting at the platform.
Qiu Huoming thought for a moment and said, "Not giving me any special privileges, and not letting me have a normal mind, is probably because they are afraid that a young man like me will lose control..."
Hu Zi reached out and patted his shoulder, "Boy, why do I feel that you are the same age as me and quite steady..." He raised his thumb.
"Give me your contact information later. You're just what I like. Let's keep in touch. Find a time, and when I change my habits, we can have another fight..."
Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "Just give me your contact information and I'll write you a reply..."
"Take a note." Hu Zi was waiting there.
Qiu Huoming said mischievously: "No need, I can remember it after listening to it once..."
Hu Zi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that comparing yourself with others will make you feel nauseous.
He gritted his teeth and gave Qiu Huoming the address, phone number and military number in one breath.
"When summer comes, I will return to the army..." He looked up at the young man in front of him, "You are very capable, but don't go astray..."
Qiu Huoming's eyes were clear, "Don't worry, Brother Huzi, I will never forget my original intention..." He stretched out his palm and pressed it on his heart, "This is a Chinese heart."
Hu Zi burst into laughter, and a bus not far away slowly drove over.
He took a step back and asked Qiu Huoming to catch up with the people in line. "Remember to call me before you leave. I'll come pick you up..."
Qiu Huoming turned his head and responded, then was pushed forward by the crowd.
When he got on the bus, he could no longer see Hu Zi outside the window.
What happened in the past two days seemed like a dream.
Qiu Huoming sat in the last row of the carriage, next to the window. The sunlight outside shone on his upper body. The smell of snacks wafted through the air, and there were several breakfast shops not far away.
The carriage was shaking and some people were standing in the aisle holding the handrails.
All I could hear was the local dialect spoken by people from Beijing.
The wind blew through the gaps in the doors and windows onto his cool neck. Now that his hair was short, it no longer kept him warm.
He tightened his collar and glanced at the station names in the carriage.
It was still early to reach the Chinese Academy of Sciences station, so he leaned back in his chair and looked at the street view outside the window...
He had met quite a few historical figures before. He rubbed his brow with his hand. The sunlight shone through the glass as the car turned a corner, and shone on his body again, bringing a hint of warmth.
He half-closed his eyes. The roads in the capital were wide, completely different from those in the south.
Qiu Huoming felt an indescribable sense of pride in his heart. The corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was leaving more and more traces of himself in this world...
The future has opened its doors to him, and the blueprint he has drawn in his heart is being realized bit by bit.
This time...
Countless people appeared in his mind, including his parents, sisters, lover, classmates, and those who helped him selflessly...
If there are regrets in life, then this time, he has probably made up for enough. He put his finger down, and the rest depends half on fate and half on hard work.
With Grandpa Xu's words, he will definitely be safe in the short term.
After thinking about his worries all the way, forty minutes later, the car stopped and Qiu Huoming got out from the back door.
After entering the gate, he went straight upstairs. Dean Zhou's office door was wide open.
He was sitting in a chair smoking a cigarette, with several documents scattered on the table.
When I looked up, I saw Qiu Huoming coming in.
He put out his cigarette and asked, "Are you the only one coming back?"
Qiu Huoming didn't bother to be polite with him. He pulled a chair and sat opposite him. "I'm so thirsty, Uncle Zhou, can you give me some tea..."
Dean Zhou bent down and took out a can of tea from the cabinet under the table. "Make some tea yourself. The cup is next to the water bottle..."
"Oh..." Qiu Huoming took the tea can, walked to the small cabinet behind the door, took out the cup familiarly, opened the tea can, reached out and grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the cup.
Dean Zhou's eyebrows jumped when he saw this, but he held it in and said nothing.
Hot water is poured into the cup, the tea leaves roll and float to the surface of the water...a fresh fragrance comes.
Qiu Huoming held the cup and sat back in his seat.
"Uncle Zhou, tell me, what happened after I left yesterday?" He blew away the tea leaves floating on the water, drank a sip of tea despite the heat, moistened his throat, and then asked with a gossipy look on his face.
Dean Zhou leaned back, his chair trembling slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "What do you want to hear?"
Qiu Huoming asked curiously: "What aspect?"
"Yesterday, tsk tsk..." Dean Zhou kept the secret, "There were so many things that happened. It depends on what you want to ask..."
Qiu Huoming became even more curious. "That guy surnamed Fang is so arrogant. I just want to know, what happened to him?"
"He..." Dean Zhou tapped the table with his fingers, "He has withdrawn his troops..."
"Ah? No more?" Qiu Huoming asked.
"Well, no more."
"So you're saying things are over?"
Dean Zhou reached out and took a document and placed it in front of him, picked up a pen, and began to review the documents, ignoring his questions.
"Uncle Zhou, are you trying to make me angry on purpose?" Qiu Huoming asked as he approached him.
Dean Zhou saw his head sticking out and immediately stepped aside. "Alright, alright, I'll tell you, it doesn't matter what happened to him. That Mr. Zhao went back to Yangcheng early in the morning."
He continued to look at Qiu Huoming with a half-smile, "You kid, you hid it very well..."
The chance of slacking off at work is very small. I usually write when I get home at night... I'll try to speed up~~