Vol 3 Chapter 9: Your grandfather is born after 00 and belongs to dragon

Lu Zhengkang really didn't know that he had a grandfather.
He has never appeared at any projection gathering, no one has ever mentioned it, and there has never been a half-image left. He just appeared on Lu Zhengkang’s genealogy suddenly, like an accident, just like from the sofa during the cleaning. The one or two steel pins turned out from the bottom make people know that they have indeed existed in this world. Other than that, there is nothing to be surprised.
Today is the first day of winter vacation, but the mother Sun Hui obviously didn't have the intention of pitying her good son. He packed up quickly and got on the capsule train before 11 o'clock.
Lunch was eaten in the train. Lu Zhengkang didn't know that Jiangsu and Zhejiang were so big. It took nearly four hours for the bullet-like capsule train to arrive. At this time, the mother and son were still far away from the grandfather's residence. They arrived at the train station at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and then had dinner on the train. When they got off the train, it was 7:30, and it was dark.
Standing at the exit of the station and looking to the south, a yellow full moon was hidden behind the sparse white clouds, and there were many stars over a large plain without urban light pollution. The snow-covered world is glowing with silver flakes, covered by the gloomy and bitter night, depressed as if drowning people, but extremely peaceful, hiding countless subtle stories.
It's the countryside.
It’s been a long time since Lu Zhengkang saw the farmland. Modern mechanical farms still can’t obliterate the vitality of nature. In the hundreds of hectares of rice fields, there are only a few lights in the fruit and vegetable greenhouses that are out of reach. The stars on the horizon are turned into one body, and they occupy most of the south and east in the field of vision. Looking at these two sides, it is a dead island in the city. On the other hand, Lu Zhengkang stands on the dividing line between urban and rural areas, on the one hand it is the crystallization of civilization, on the other it is the desert of time stagnation.
It is said that the current rural area is vast and sparsely populated, with an average of only three people in 200 square kilometers.
They are the last watchers of nature.
Today is January 15, 2082, the seventeenth, Thursday of the twelfth lunar month. Lu Zhengkang set foot on this field rooted in human blood.
Niang Liang stayed in a hotel near the railway station for one night, the price is not cheap, after all, it is half a scenic spot.
Early the next morning, after having a refreshing and warm breakfast, Sun Hui rented a pickup truck and bought a few just right gifts to drive her son to the grandfather's house.
The sights seen at night are very different from those seen during the day. When it’s dark, the countryside is only a flat desert. The ups and downs without buildings are particularly uncomfortable for urbanites, but when it’s bright, you can see Seeing the boundless land, the autumn harvest has passed, the land is hibernating, the gray-black land is covered with milky white mist, and some fuzzy bungalows can be seen in the distance, which are greenhouses.
The pickup was running on the national highway. Lu Zhengkang rolled down the window, stood on the seat, leaned out on the edge of the window, and felt the cold air flow on his cheeks, seeping in from the collar, giving him a unique experience.
"Close the windows, it's freezing to death, and you will catch a cold."
Lu Zhengkang wanted to yell "I'm not afraid." But his mother's death gaze had turned into a steel knife behind him, and his back was tingling, "Close it now."
Winter is actually quite boring. The snow before the month is half-unmelted. It looks like a thin layer of frost on the ground, which cannot cover the iron-black soil. The uncleaned yellow stalks are still standing upright, and the ground is like a strip. Dalmatians are as ugly. However, you can see the cargo-carrying train winding like a long dragon on the plains, adding a bit of fun to this winter.
Lu Zhengkang discovered that habit is really a terrible thing. When machinery and industry enter everyone’s aesthetic habits, everyone will treat everything that moves as a kind of creature, including vehicles, omnipotents, automatic toys, and nothing. Humans and machines, even projection screens, etc. specious still life. Everyone is accustomed to being surrounded by active man-made objects. When they really see natural creatures, they are not used to it. They only feel that they are some kind of surprised-looking monsters. Pets are not included here, but for those who don’t own pets, even cats. Dogs are also very dangerous unknown life forms.
It is a natural phenomenon that neither sorrow nor evolution can be said.
Lu Zhengkang got tired of looking at the scenery, so he slid into his seat and paddled his phone.
My friends sent emails, they are ready to travel.
7:44 "Su Xiangli: Go to Disneyland in the United States to play."
7:44 Reply "Lu Zhengkang: Goodforyou. (Very good.
7:55 "Zhang Yingxuan: This time it is Norway, I will take pictures for you then :
7:55 Reply "Lu Zhengkang: Oh→_→"
8:14 "Qiu Qiongzhu: Australia, Sydney."
8:14 Reply "Lu Zhengkang: Hmm [perfunctory.jpg]"
Oh my old mother, look at the holiday arrangements of these little kids. It's almost like a textbook. What book is it? Ah, it's this "One Hundred Places to Go in the World", which is really amazing...what a shit!
Although I don't envy you traveling abroad, I feel sorry for my comfortable and soft bed. In the days without me, it will miss me, right?
I should be in the bed, not in the ground.
Why can't I stay at home and watch a TV show comfortably in winter? Is this a sad life? The society is really a big dyeing vat, which dyed my colorful childhood in black.
Muttering and muttering, Lu Zhengkang fell asleep.
When he woke up again, the pickup turned off, and his mother Sun Hui was outside the car. She was wearing a thin red down jacket like a maple leaf, and now she was swaying slightly. Lu Zhengkang could still see an old man through the car window.
A very sturdy old man, although short and straight.
There are droopy facial features embedded in the withered and pleated skin all over the age spots. What is especially eye-catching is that he has an attached ear on his left ear~EbookFREE.me~, which is suffering from chilblains and is bleeding. The corners of the old man’s mouth are stubborn, and his intuition gives people a mean and stubborn impression, but his eyes are bright and harder than the ice skewers under the eaves, making people afraid to say bad things about him, maybe he only dares to curse behind his back. ...
The old man turned his head and stared at the little in the car.
On such a day, today is January 16, 2082, in a woods, by the road, Lu Zhengkang saw his grandfather.
A legendary zero zero post.
Lu Zhengkang originally thought that he was born in the 90s and was older than his grandfather, but when he really saw him, he was a little speechless and frightened.
The 82-year-old Lu Xuefeng is colder than snow and better than a knife. Like a reef abandoned by the times, it is said that it has no edges and corners, but it can clearly break people.
Sun Hui opened the car door carefully, not meant to be gentle with Lu Zhengkang, it was precisely because the younger generation was cautious in front of the elders.
"Kangkang, this is your great grandfather, let's scream."
Lu Zhengkang: Do you dare to agree if I call you!
"Good grandpa."
The dead old man didn't speak. The frostbite on his left ear was flowing yellow pus all the way down his neck. Lu Zhengkang got out of the car generously and stood beside Sun Hui, holding his mother's hand, looking up at a height of 1.7 meters and a momentum of three miles. Lu Xuefeng.
Lu Zhengkang could feel that her mother's hands were cold and icy. In winter, her hands were cold, but now her palms were a little sweaty, like frog mucus, which made people uncomfortable.
Lu Xuefeng grinned and nodded to Sun Hui, "Eating?"
"Okay, grandpa, sit down and I'll cook."
Now, it's Lu Zhengkang and Lu Xuefeng's turn to stare.
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