Vol 3 Chapter 3: NCAS and Picnic

The three little ones rushed to the platform, and the empty rail immediately pitted into the station. Lu Zhengkang still had time to buy a bottle of orange juice from the vending machine.
With a sip, the juice taste is very strong and there are a lot of fruit pieces. Conscience merchants.
While waiting for nothing, Lu Zhengkang was repeatedly ashamed of his naivety.
It's so stupid that you can quarrel with children.
The most helpless thing is that he finds that he has a tendency to become more and more stupid. The young body is desperate and demanding. It is really much cleaner than adults. He will not pay more attention to the sisters and aunts on the street, nor does he have any concerns about the future Confusion is in my heart.
What are you talking about? The flowers bloom again, and people are no longer young, and my youth bird will never come back...
Lu Zhengkang is also reborn for the first time. He has no experience. He has too many things to adjust, adapt to the times, adapt to the family, adapt to the society, and the most important thing is to adapt to himself.
Su Xiangli: "What are you laughing at?"
Lu Zhengkang straightened his face immediately, "Who giggled? I didn't."
Su Xiangli quietly took out the phone, picked out the picture, and placed it under Lu Zhengkang's nose. On the picture, a boy wearing a black cotton sports jacket was holding a glass of orange juice with a silly smile.
Lu Zhengkang looked dumbfounded: "Are you secretly photographing me?"
Baiyang Yangzhen raised his hand, "Sorry, I have the responsibility of video recording. According to the "Intelligent Management Regulations" Chapter 16 Digital Information Circulation Limits, Article 5, the uploading of visual materials by omnics shall not infringe the portrait right. You ’S personal information will never be leaked."
Qiu Qiongzhu came over, "Fool."
Lu Zhengkang's body was shocked, my dignified man was actually bullied by two dolls? Is there any reason? Is there still a law?
He argued: "Hey, obviously I smile very handsomely."
Su Xiangli snorted, with an uncontrollable look. She covered her mouth with her hands and laughed like an old hen laying eggs. Her brows and eyes were curved, reflecting a little light, like a squinted fox.
Qiu Qiongzhu glanced at his robot: jot down this interesting story.
TT gave a thumbs up: understand.
Lu Zhengkang quibbleed a few more words, and then he came over. He was being stupid again. He could not help comforting himself. Alas, I blame this age who can be drunk with a drink, and Su Xiangli is too smart for this kid. Can keep up with his thoughts.
At this time, Zhang Yingxuan is recite English words.
The destination this time is the Zhongshan Wetland Park in the southeast of Linhai New Area. It takes about half an hour by capsule train, and one and a half hours by air-rail train.
The number of visitors on weekends is quite large, but it is still too sparse to be scattered into the large park covering an area of ​​5,300 hectares.
There are not many parks of this kind in eastern China. They are actually the result of the mercy of urbanization. Once cities were isolated islands in nature, now they are naturally isolated islands in cities. As of 2080, artificial hardened ground has already occupied the total 47.8% of the area, especially in the east, is as high as 76%. If you want to appreciate the natural scenery, you have to go to western China and the less developed countries.
Due to the global urbanization process, the natural world's adjustment of the climate has a big problem, and there are more and more abnormal weather.
In the 1950s, the United Nations proposed the "National Climate and Weather Control System (NCAS. This is a huge project that is still going on to artificially simulate the natural thermal cycle to promote precipitation coordination.
Man can conquer the sky, right?
There is a base station of NCAS in the park that Lu Zhengkang and the others went to. Usually they can see many rockets hitting the sky from here. They are weather rockets, used to make clouds and rain.
This project is semi-secret. It is said that when the first test rocket hit the sky, it caused a sensation. Several tourists thought they had broken into the military base, but they couldn’t restrain their curiosity and wandered around. They were caught on the spot by the uncle security guard and drank them. One afternoon tea.
After walking along the tourist trail all morning, Lu Zhengkang would sneak peek at Baiyang Yangzhen’s hiking bag from time to time. I wonder what kind of food Su Xiangli had prepared?
"I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, I'm really hungry." After visiting a botanical garden, Lu Zhengkang circled the little girl, singing as unpleasant as a curse.
Su Xiangli made a shooting gesture at him, "Bang! You are dead!"
"Ah!" Lu Zhengkang lay down on the lawn grandiosely. These annual herbs support him weighing 20 kilograms, but he is still squeezed out of a concave outline. It's like a soft cushion with a wonderful sense of support. It's not cold in the south of the Yangtze River in September. Today, the sun is good, and the temperature is 24 degrees. The body temperature under the sun will be higher, and the grass and wood are roasted to give off a fishy smell .
Lu Zhengkang could smell the scent of sap from the broken grass. He didn't plan to get up again. Facing the sky, fish scale clouds piled up in the sky on the northwest side, while some cirrocumulus clouds floated in the sky on the east side. Blue sky and white clouds, if there are no white clouds, the sky will be pale, if there is no blue sky, white clouds will have no support.
As far as his personal feelings are concerned, the sky with clouds is always better than the sky without clouds, but it cannot be cloudy and gloomy. The monochromatic sky is depressing, and it is the most lovely when the wind and clouds are intertwined.
He still remembered that he once read a text about the burning of clouds. There are a lot of descriptions of the shape of clouds, which makes people fascinated. If you look at the clouds yourself, it may be difficult to describe the state. Lu Zhengkang knew that he was stupid, so I don't intend to tell the story of clouds to the two little girls.
Qiu Qiongzhu yawned, "Tired."
Su Xiang is not far from the tourist trail. There are twos and threes on the shore of a shallow lake on the east, camphor trees and bamboo forests with colorful deciduous leaves to the north and west, and a botanical garden just finished walking to the south.
It looks like this is a suitable place for a picnic.
Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes and listened to the wind rustling from his ears. The air flow passed through the gaps in the grass stems, making a salsa sound. A red ladybug flew to Lu Zhengkang’s ears and crawled slowly~www.mtlnovel .com~ It's like a dandelion falling on the shoulder, without physical touch, but it seems to be very eye-catching in the spiritual perception, a little itchy, and some secret poetry in my heart...
What do you say about Li Bai's poem? Lu Zhengkang silently recalled, he took out his cell phone and checked what he had done, oh, that’s wrong, what they said was "the birds are flying high, and the lone cloud is alone."
What is that?
Oh, it turned out to be "The heart is like a white cloud and is always at ease, and the mind is like flowing water." From "Feng Shen Yanyi".
Fortunately, I didn't use it to pretend to be forced. Isn't this just showing up?
"time to eat!"
Lu Zhengkang subconsciously was a carp, "Come on!"
The two little girls found a piece of flat grass and spread the tablecloths, beige checkered tablecloths, one lunch box for each person, six kinds of snacks, eight snacks, drinking water and juice.
Lu Zhengkang opened the ceramic lunch box, and it turned out to be a box of ten Japanese-style sushi, without duplicates, with a small dish of yellow mustard and soy sauce.
"It's delicious. Did you make it yourself?"
Su Xiangli straightened his chest, his face was full of the pride of the motherland's flowers, "Of course!"
Qiu Qiongzhu: "As expected of you."
At this time, Zhang Yingxuan is practicing calligraphy.
Mencius said that he couldn't eat and sleep, but Lu Zhengkang really hadn't seen anyone who didn't talk while eating. Su Xiangli suddenly went gossiping, "Do you know that Teacher Wang likes Teacher Zhou?" Yes, Teacher Zhou teaches math. On weekdays, Comrade Wang likes to secretly look at Miss Zhou, and anyone with a heart can notice.
Lu Zhengkang turned his head and sprayed apple juice on his face, "Huh? No, how do you know?"
He was really shocked. Now children are too precocious, right?
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