Vol 3 Chapter 459: Mom is a rascal

　　 Today is Saturday, August 27, 2089. The summer in Jiangnan is still dry.
　　 At six o'clock in the morning, the sky is clear and pure. Although it is cloudy, it is not dark, but has a soft texture like milk.
　　 After breakfast, Lu Zhengkang was pulled by his mother Sun Hui to the door frame of his own bedroom, took off his shoes and stood there. The mother took a carving knife, gestured to her son's height, and carved the knife in the groove of the door frame. Lu Zhengkang turned around and saw six scratches. It was getting higher and higher. The old man walked over and said, "Student Lu Zhengkang, your current height is one meter and sixty-nine centimeters, compared to the national standard for adolescents who are 12 years old. The average male physique is higher than 90% of your peers."
Lu Zhengkang gently stroked the notch on the door frame, and suddenly a lot of things jumped out of his mind. Since the brain hole exploded, he would be distracted from time to time. He felt the straight notch on the wooden door frame, and his mother's strength was not strong. It is large, the knife is unstable, the front end of the notch is deep and the back end is shallow, just like the sharp edge of calligraphy. There are some sawdust and solidified varnish powder on the edge of this nick. The wood color in the knife mark is still young and clean, and it will gradually deepen in a few days. Is this also a kind of healing?
Is there any hidden connection between 　　 nicks and the growth rings of the tree itself? This knife mark proves the growth of Lu Zhengkang, and the annual ring proves the growth of the tree itself. If the traces left in the present prove the truth of the past, then when these traces disappear in the future, will the past disappear with it?
Is growth a process of constant gain, a process of constant loss, or a combination of both, just like the swimming pool that is flooded and drained at the same time. The funny thing is that Lu Zhengkang could not find proof of his past existence. But you can still see this boring math problem on the test paper.
　　Can the troubles of the world be felt by trees? Does it know its existence in the human definition? They are silent after death and before death, so is there any difference between death and survival?
Lu Zhengkang felt the moist water vapor coming from the surface. It was the memory of the tree. No, he was a bystander. He saw the water flowing from the roots of the tall trees hiding underground to the branches and leaves of the tree crown. The water vapor emitted from the surface of the leaves and hit the deer. Zhengkang's face rose to the sky and turned into raindrops on the ground, once again absorbed by the root system.
　　 But dead trees no longer have such a delicate water cycle.
　　 So the trees connect the sky and the earth, it is really shocking divinity.
Lu Zhengkang knew that he needed water to live, or that something that was not water was constantly being grabbed and radiated by him, so that he was alive. After he died, he was a pale bone colonized by the incinerator. Without water, there is nothing wrong. water.
　　 "What is Kang Kang thinking about?"
　　 "It's nothing. Just some boring thoughts. Sun Sheng and Sun Ying haven't gotten up yet?"
　　 "You go call them, they are getting lazy."
　　 "No, mom, I'm going out." Lu Zhengkang checked the time, and it was time to take Su Xiang away to practice dancing.
　　 "So anxious about your little girlfriend?"
　　 "A good friend." Lu Zhengkang scratched his head. There is no love for a little kid. Even the childhood sweethearts who are close together in childhood can become cold strangers after not seeing them for a while.
　　 "I'm still talking about good friends now, should I be called a girlfriend in two years?" Sun Hui knelt down and grabbed the elder son by the nose.
　　 Lu Zhengkang replied in a sullen voice: "Who knows what will happen in the future? By the way, I read the news that the virtual world simulation cabin has been developed successfully, I don't know when it will be used."
When Sun Hui heard this, she felt a sudden sadness and thought to herself: If the simulation cabin were to come out, the price would definitely not be cheap. If you can't afford it, other children will be playing this. If your son can't play it, wouldn't he have to be excluded ?
　　 She has made up her mind to find a stable job to settle down, regardless of salary.
Although people in their thirties can still be said to be young, time does not wait for others, and times do not wait for others. Only after they have left school did they understand the value of knowledge and diplomas. Now the job search depends on personal strength. There is so much new knowledge and it is updated every day. Those newcomers in the company are fiercer from term to term. Job seekers like her are out of date. When they chose to be a full-time housewife, they actually risked life-long unemployment.
　　 Lu Zhengkang slightly noticed the depression that the mother carefully concealed, just as it is difficult for children to lie in front of their parents, it is also difficult for parents to hide pain in front of their children.
　　 "Mom, is there no money at home? I have something on hand."
　　As soon as he said this, my mother was shocked, "How can you have money?"
　　 "Drawing and modeling, now I have 40,000, and I still have 60,000 to buy stocks."
　　 "What! What stock?"
　　 "It's the one that will soon produce a simulation cabin, China Vision Future Technology."
"Oh, if you have a national background, that shouldn't be a loss." Sun Hui relaxed, "As expected of my son, I know so much. Why don't you give your money to your mother? I will exist for you and wait for you to marry. Wife will give it to you again."
　　 Lu Zhengkang turned on the phone with a look of disgust, and operated it. Sun Hui dinged in his phone, "Your account has arrived, four, ten thousand, yuan."
　　 Sun Hui covers her face, is this the happiness of getting rich overnight? !
　　……
　　 Lu Zhengkang complained miserably to Su Xiangli, "My private money was all confiscated by my mother."
　　 The little girl stood on tiptoe, pointed her toes, and turned around lightly, her posture was like a compass in a standard posture, her squinting eyes thoughtfully looked like basking in the comfortable warm sun, she looked like an arrogant white swan.
　　 Lu Zhengkang: "Hey~EbookFREE.me~ Have you listened to me?"
　　 Su Xiangli just dances over and over again. The background music in the room is a relaxed and casual unknown pure tone piano music, giving people the cozy feeling of a small breeze blowing on the banks of Yangliu Lake.
　　Lu Zhengkang sat on the floor and watched Su Xiangli's all good things. The little girl is also 1.6 meters tall. She grows so fast. She is no longer the immature and plump appearance she used to be. She has a tall and slender posture.
　　 Lu Zhengkang continued to babble, or more like babble, he was already quite intoxicated by the gentle world before him.
"I will leave the simulation cabin soon. I will have to earn a sum of money to buy one for myself. When do you think I can play a realistic game? Well, I really want to play the game, but it will take two years. It’s a pity that you can only get in touch with those masterpieces at the age of four. The holographic simulation is absolutely interesting. It’s like participating in the game world in person. It should be almost the same time. September 15th, two weeks after school starts, but that day is Thursday. And if the dormitory is not big enough, it won’t fit into the simulation cabin..."
Su Xiangli stopped dancing and walked over to poke Lu Zhengkang’s ribs with his toes, but he was grabbed by Lu Zhengkang. The ballet shoes were light and slippery and could touch the little girl’s toes. Lu Zhengkang let go and shouted: "Wow , I'm getting athlete's foot!"
　　 Su Xiangli angrily threw classmate Xiaolu to the ground, "Die me! Lu Zhengkang, you are so annoying!"
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