The day after Ning Hu was arrested, Fang Shi returned to Snowflake Company, the Second Research Institute, the Second Group, and the No. 2 R&D Laboratory he was familiar with. He saw the upright machine being researched and developed.

The seventh-generation mecha of the empire saw a familiar working environment, a beautiful senior sister who was mature and knowledgeable, and an old man with gray hair.

"Thanks!"

Fang Shi didn't know how to better express the gratitude surging in his heart, so he could only contain it in two simple words, which were his voice from the bottom of his heart.

Seven days, it felt like a lifetime. Although it was not a walk out of the gate of hell, it was still half a step on the edge of the cliff. Fang Shi felt that the world was not as simple as he thought. No matter how hard his fist was, it would still be the end of the world.

No match for bullets.

Huang Shujian was not in a hurry to let Fang Shi start working, but asked him to rest for a week to fully recuperate his body.

As a result, Fang Shi became an idler.

The life of an idler is very simple. There are no restraints. You can eat when you want and sleep when you want. Fang Shi thought it was a kind of enjoyment, but after just one day it turned into a kind of suffering. So, in order to get rid of the suffering, he began to make careful plans

Plan your life these days carefully. At 8 o'clock in the morning, go to the No. 2 R&D Laboratory to see if the teacher and senior sister can be of any help; at noon, it is best to have lunch with the beautiful senior sister; in the afternoon, go to the library to borrow books and study

One or two, if you have time, you can go to the aircraft combat simulation room to practice your skills or chat with Nana for a while; cook your favorite meal in the evening to soothe your dry stomach...

Soon, Fang Shi became a busy idler, leisurely enjoying the life he had arranged for himself, fulfilling and comfortable.

On Friday night, Fang Shi decided to visit the enthusiastic uncle who had taken him in. At about eight o'clock, he left the Snowflake Company.

Before nine o'clock, he arrived at the place where he and Uncle Zhong once set up a barbecue stall.

"It seems a little early!"

Looking at the empty stall, Fang Shi guessed that Ye Zhong had not come yet. There were sporadic black oil stains on the ground. He knew that this barbecue stall had been going on.

At around nine-thirty, a dilapidated tricycle loaded with items slowly drove over.

Fang Shi took a look and immediately had a smile on his face. He could recognize Ye Zhong from a distance.

Ye Zhong parked the tricycle by the roadside, then quickly began to untie the ropes that fixed the items, and then began to carefully lower the top items.

"Uncle Zhong!"

Looking at Ye Zhong, who had some white hair on his temples, Fang Shi felt that his movements seemed a little slower than before.

Ye Zhong was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the young man behind him, and soon there was a smile on his lips. A slightly older hand patted Fang Shi's shoulder, and he chuckled: "Who did I think it was?

, it’s your kid, I thought you would forget about me when you got rich? You have to bring me some guests anyway.”

The smile is very simple!

"How could it be?" Fang Shi replied with a smile.

Soon, Fang Shi, who was a little clumsy, helped Ye Zhong unload all the items from the dilapidated tricycle and quickly set up the barbecue stall.

At about ten o'clock, the fiery red charcoal fire was already burning, and the skewers ordered by the guests were quickly put on the grill, and a roasting aroma overflowed.

Fang Shi helped Ye Zhong do it and swallowed while smelling the roasting aroma.

"Here, squid skewers, I know your kid likes this the most!"

Ye Zhong chuckled and handed the three roasted skewers to Fang Shi.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhong!" Fang Shi took the squid skewers and started to feast on them. At the same time, he did not forget to pass the skewers ordered by the guests to Ye Zhong.

The business of the barbecue stall gradually became deserted until about one o'clock in the morning. Fang Shi and Ye Zhong were sitting opposite each other, with a plate of freshly baked barbecue on the table in the middle.

"Uncle Zhong, how are you? My craftsmanship has not deteriorated, right?" Fang Shi looked at Ye Zhong who was holding the skewers to taste with a little expectancy. The plate of skewers on the table was baked by him himself.

Ye Zhong tasted a few mouthfuls and said with a smile on his face: "It's not bad, it's a little worse than before."

Hearing this, Fang Shi knew that he had failed. Ye Zhong's words were obviously meant to comfort him. He also grabbed a skewer and ate it. As expected, the skewers didn't taste very good, so he could only force his mouth into the mouth.

The ones cooked by Ye Zhong are far inferior.

"It's true that I missed a point!" Fang Shi chuckled, showing a little embarrassment.

Ye Zhong smiled, picked up another bunch and started eating. He glanced at Fang Shi and asked, "Would you like some beer?"

Fang Shi shook his head, took a breath, changed his tone slightly, and asked seriously: "Uncle Zhong, I heard that you have not been in good health recently, is there nothing wrong with you?"

Ye Zhong's expression was slightly startled when he heard this, and the bitter look on his face flashed away. He hesitated for more than ten seconds before slowly asking: "Have you seen Xiang Yi?"

Fang Shi nodded and replied: "I met her at Qinyuan College a few days ago. She seemed to be very worried about your health."

Ye Zhong took a deep breath and sighed slightly: "There is indeed something wrong with the body, and it is no longer useful as a person gets old."

"Small problem?" Fang Shi's expression changed slightly. He noticed a hint of sadness in Ye Zhong's tone. With his usually cheerful personality, a small problem might not be enough to inspire the sadness in the half-hundred-year-old man in front of him.

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After a few breaths of silence, Fang Shi said seriously: "Uncle Zhong, can you tell me?"

Ye Zhong was chewing the skewers, his eyes were slightly blurry, and his face seemed to be struggling whether he should tell Fang Shi. After a few seconds, he stood up, brought a few bottles of beer, put them on the table, and said:

"How about having a drink with me?"

Fang Shi frowned slightly, but he did not refuse.

One cup, two cups, three cups...

The two of them clinked glasses in silence and chewed the skewers that were barely enough to eat.

Fang Shi was waiting for Ye Zhong to speak.

Ye Zhong is also waiting, waiting for what he wants to say before he speaks, maybe right away, maybe he still needs to drink a bottle, maybe he waits until all the wine is finished.

The number of kebabs in the small butterfly on the table gradually decreased, and the empty beer bottles at the feet of the two of them were one after another.

Fang Shi found that his drinking capacity seemed to have increased tonight. He drank five bottles in a row, but he could barely stay awake.

The skewers are gone, and the beer is gone.

Ye Zhong poured the last glass of wine into his belly, put down the glass, looked at Fang Shi with a hint of drunkenness, and said with relief: "Boy, I may not live long!"

When Fang Shi heard the words, his heart sank slightly, and a sadness surged deep in his heart. The words were very heavy, like a heavy stone pressing on his chest, but his face still managed to remain calm.

He picked up the last half glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Wine is bitter, bitter to the heart.

Ye Zhong sighed softly and said: "Actually, I went to the hospital for a checkup a few days ago, but the girl didn't know it. The doctor said..."

After listening to Ye Zhong's narration, Fang Shi asked in a deep voice: "Is it really hopeless?"

"It can't be cured. I can only barely control it with medicine. If I'm lucky, I can live for a few more years." Ye Zhong shook his head, changed his tone slightly, and said firmly: "But don't worry, I will at least live until

When the girl grows up, I will watch her get married."

Fang Shi replied firmly: "Yes."

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The clear night is long, like an endless river.
Chapter completed!