Hardcore crisis

Lu Yuan also took the time to read the comments on the Internet and the frenzy after the news was released, and found that nothing was beyond his expectation. In the next week, he stayed in the foundry, while working with many engineers to solve various problems of the engineering machine, such as antennas and signals, battery layout requirements to be more reasonable, etc. At the same time, we are also adapting to the ArkOS system, hoping to solve various bugs in the system on the engineering machine.

To be honest, even if his brain potential was temporarily developed after taking drugs and he had much stronger brain power than ordinary people, it would be very difficult to complete such a large project in a short time. Fortunately, with Sonny, he All he had to do was ask Sonny to provide remote assistance and call on some of the resources of the large-scale quantum computing hosts at the South Pacific submarine base to help solve the system adaptation problem. It took less than half an hour to perfectly adapt to the engineering machine. Just to avoid scaring others, he spent a week gradually solving the bugs in the OS system.

Even so, many software engineers were surprised by the overseas technical departments Lu Yuan mentioned.

That night, Lu Yuan was busy finishing the adaptation work of the last batch of engineering prototypes. There were five batches of verification machines in total, and he finally selected the third one as the final prototype.

"Huhu...that's it."

Picking up the teacup on the table and taking a sip, Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly stopped at the time next to him. Then he reached out and clicked on the date, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly sighed: "It's almost there."

In one day, it will be the death anniversary of my parents. Thinking about how he had worked hard in Donghai for several years and never returned home to visit his grave, he was considered an unfilial son.

Thinking of this, he simply booked a flight ticket for tomorrow in advance, went to the airport to get on the plane early the next morning, and flew for two and a half hours to an airport in the Midwest. Then I rented a car and drove towards my familiar hometown.

After years of economic development, local roads are no longer as messy as they used to be. However, urbanization is accelerating now. Many young people in rural areas have gone to cities to develop, leaving only children and the elderly in their hometowns. Parents.

He drove into his hometown. I didn't see many people along the way, so I parked the car at the bottom of the mountain, closed the car door, and walked up the mountain with the paper money.

After walking along the mountain road for a few times, Lu Yuan's eyes flashed. In front of his parents' grave, there was a man squatting there burning paper money.

"Uncle Hong?"

Lu Yuan was a little hesitant, looking at the man's back he almost couldn't recognize him. We haven't seen each other for just a few years. He didn't expect that this old man, who was still healthy in his mind, had aged so much. His body was no longer as stiff as before, but was bent and unable to straighten up.

Hearing the voice behind him, the old man slowly turned around. There was a puzzled look on his face, as if he didn't recognize who the young man in front of him was.

Compared to the changes in the old man, Lu Yuan's changes were actually much greater.

"It's me, Lu Yuan. Uncle Hong."

"Xiaoyuan..." The old man remembered it now, and was surprised and happy: "Why are you back? Hey. It feels like you have grown taller again. I almost didn't recognize you."

"Uncle Hong, are you feeling well?" Lu Yuan stepped forward and held the old man's trembling hands. He looked at the paper money on the ground and said guiltily: "I have troubled you all these years."

"Hey, what are you talking about as a family?"

The old man smiled and said: "I was thinking just now, wondering when you would come back... Hey, I am getting old, and I can't find the phone number you left before. It is difficult to contact you."

"Uncle Hong, this is all my fault."

Lu Yuan always felt that he owed a lot to this old man who had taken care of him a lot since childhood and who had cleaned his grave all year round after his parents passed away.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you... Young people always have to struggle. We can all understand that they are busy and have no time. Especially if you are still working in a big city, you must be very busy and tired."

While talking, Lu Yuan burned some paper money for his parents, kowtowed a few times in front of the tombstone, and then helped the old man walk down the mountain to the house where the old man had lived for half his life. This house has a history of almost thirty years. It has long been worn out and the walls are peeling off. Unfortunately, Uncle Hong has long been accustomed to living here. His children want him to move to the city, and the old man insists. He refused to go and insisted on living in his hometown, leaving his children helpless.

After chatting with the old man in the room for an hour and satisfying the old man's curiosity, Lu Yuan took out two envelopes, each containing more than 10,000 yuan, stuffed the bulging envelopes into the old man's hands.

"Uncle Hong, I have been thanked for your care over the years. This money is not much, so please accept it."

"No, this won't work..."

Naturally, the old man would not accept the money. Lu Yuan tried to persuade him many times to no avail, so he had no choice but to take it back. With the old man's stubborn temper, he would definitely not accept it if he refused, so he had no choice but to sigh in his heart and give up the persuasion.

Just as Lu Yuan was thinking about saying goodbye and leaving, the old man seemed to remember something: "By the way, I have something to tell you."

"Well, what's the matter?" Lu Yuan was stunned.

"Um...Hey, Xiaoyuan, let the past be in the past. Lu Ze's family is also ruined now..."

Hearing the name "Lu Ze", Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown, but now his heart is not comparable to that of ordinary people. No matter how much he hated Lu Ze for the dirty things he did to his family in the past, after all, it has been more than ten years. It passed and was gradually forgotten. What's more, Lu Ze didn't have an easy time either. His wife left him because of drug abuse, and he went to jail because of drug abuse and injuring others. The two of them were no longer in the same world.

"Uncle Hong, just tell me directly, what exactly is going on?"

Seeing that Uncle Hong seemed unable to speak, Lu Yuan relaxed his brows and expressed that he was fine.

"Actually, this matter shouldn't have bothered you in the first place. Then Lu Ze is also a bastard. He owes your father..."

The old man recalled the past, sighing and hesitating: "But Lu Ze is a bastard, but his daughter is innocent..."

After hearing the old man's explanation, Lu Yuan realized that Lu Ze had an accident in prison half a year ago. When he fell to the ground, he hit his head with a sharp object and died of serious injuries. As for whether this was the case, no one could possibly Pursued for him.

But his daughter, at the age of 14, was faced with the situation of being without her parents. She dropped out of school and stayed at home alone. She lived alone for three years without anyone taking care of her. Although the old man hates Lu Ze very much, his daughter is innocent after all, and she usually takes good care of him. However, his health and bones are in serious trouble this year. After the year, his children will forcefully take him to live in the city. Once he leaves, The girl really didn't have anyone to take care of her.

"Xiao Yuan, don't blame Uncle Hong for being nosy. In terms of seniority, she is your niece... and your only relative now. So, if you have the ability now, help her. She is only fourteen. Losing your parents at just a young age is also a sin."

After listening to the old man's words, Lu Yuan remained silent. He already understood what the old man meant. However, even though he didn't hate Lu Ze as much as before, he still hated this man psychologically, and he certainly didn't even hate his daughter. What a favorable impression. Although the old man was right, in terms of seniority and blood relationship, this was his niece, but because of this, he could never forget the bad things Lu Ze did to his family.

"Uncle Hong, take me to see it."

For a long time, just when the old man thought that Lu Yuan was unwilling to intervene, he unexpectedly heard Lu Yuan suddenly speak, and couldn't help but said happily: "Okay, let's leave now."

Lu Ze's home is two miles away from the old man's house. The old man walked slowly and said as he walked: "That bastard Lu Ze used to beat his daughter when he was drunk. He didn't care that she was his daughter. Fortunately, the government was in time. Capture him, otherwise 'Xiao Yi' will suffer a lot..."

Out of disgust for Lu Ze, Lu Yuan couldn't go to Lu Ze's house even if he went home to visit his grave. Therefore, his memory of his nominal niece still only lingered on when she was a few years old, and he couldn't help but feel when he heard the old man talking about her. A little less disgusted. In fact, this niece is also a victim. How can someone who takes drugs and drinks alcohol take more care of his daughter? It's enough to beat him to death when he's not drunk and crazy.

After walking two miles, Lu Ze's home appeared in front of Lu Yuan. (To be continued ~^~)