Strive for Science

"Woooooo."

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"Whoa whoa whoa."

"I said you cry when you cry, how can you cry so many tricks?" Shen Changan was so annoyed by the green-haired bear child, sat up and stared at the child: "Tell me, what seedling did I take from you?"

The green-haired kid trembled pitifully, with tears in his eyes: "It's not Miao, it's Miao Miao. He promised me a long time ago that he would be a good friend for the rest of his life and would not leave me alone."

Shen Changan felt that this dream was a bit strange because it was so real.He turned his head and looked out the window. It was clearly the end of summer night, but there was a thick night fog billowing outside, as if covering his windows.

When he was very young, he dreamed that there were evil spirits chasing him, and he was too scared to turn off the lights to sleep at night. His father told him that dreams belonged to him, and brave people would dominate their dreams and make all fearful things surrender. to myself.

"Father is a policeman, he is upright, how can any evil spirit dare to approach our baby?"

"Dad, are there ghosts in the world?"

"Dad doesn't think so, what do you think?"

"I trust Dad."

"Then sleep tonight, do you still need to keep the light on?"

"I'm a man, so I don't need it."

Since then, as long as scary things appeared in his dreams, he would learn to face them bravely, and when he was a little older, he would start to catch them and beat them hard. In the past two years, he has rarely dreamed, let alone dreamed of ghosts. Thinking about it, I feel a little regretful.

Recalling that childhood memory, Shen Chang'an got up and walked in front of the green-haired child, and as expected, the child was shaking like chaff, not even daring to lift his head.

Just know that these things in the dream are all paper tigers.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Shen Chang'an pulled the green hair on the opponent's forehead, "Kids must never lie, after lying, the nose will become longer."

"Liar, Miao Miao told me that this is the story of Pinocchio, it's fake." The child muttered softly, "Miao Miao was very kind to me when I was young, he told me stories, gave me candies, Said I was his best best friend."

"But then he suddenly ignored me. He only knew how to read books and do homework every day. He also wanted to take the college entrance examination and go to a place far, far away from me." The child's expression became gloomy, "He said that I was his last Good friend, you said you would stay with me forever, why did you break your promise?!"

"Miao Miao is a person?" Shen Changan understood, and he sat cross-legged in front of the child. Except for the hair color, this child is a bit out of the mainstream, but he is quite cute. "You mean, there is a child named Miao Miao. , I promised to be friends with you, but then I ignored you, and I still have to take the college entrance examination, so I left your side?"

The child hid back again, wishing to shrink himself into the wall: "I kept his soul, but you let him go today. After he recovers, he will become like before. Same, don’t talk to me anymore, don’t look at me anymore.”

Hearing this, Shen Changan had an absurd idea in his head. The "Miao Miao" in this child's mouth must be Sun Jia's nickname, right?

Could it be that he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night, that he lamented about Sun Jia's illness during the day, and that such an interesting and logical dream appeared at night?Having not had a dream for a long time, Shen Changan continued the dream with great interest.

"Growing up is the price every human being has to pay. He regarded you as a friend when he was young, because he only needed to be a happy child at that time." Shen Changan looked at the green-haired child lazily, "But A little older, he needs to learn, grow up, learn more knowledge, and become a person needed by this society."

"But he said..."

"A young child doesn't even have a correct view of right and wrong, so how can he take his words seriously?" Shen Chang'an coughed dryly. When he was young, he even said that he would be the king of the earth. Reality has proved that children's words cannot be believed.

"It's them humans who broke their promises!"

"Human life is very short, but in order to survive and take responsibility, one needs to learn a lot of things and work hard to make life better for oneself and one's family. You shouldn't take a child's words seriously." Shen Chang'an thought for a while , "Even the law stipulates that very young children have no legal responsibility."

"Stay with me and play with me all the time, isn't it good?" the green-haired child asked with red eyes, "With me, he doesn't have to study, he doesn't have to be stressed, and he doesn't have to worry about his family. Isn't it good?"

"The reason why people are called people is because we have the instinct to learn, have a sense of responsibility, and cherish and love our family members." Shen Changan communicated with the other party with the tone of educating kindergarten babies, "You put it down."

"But... we are also friends..." the green-haired child murmured.

"Besides, I think he suddenly ignored you, not because he doesn't want to be friends with you, but because he can't see you anymore." Relying on the fact that he was dreaming, Shen Changan boasted without any pressure. There is a saying that children's eyes are the most spiritual, and they can see things that adults cannot see, but once a certain age is passed, this spirituality will disappear."

"That's why children like you are impulsive when things happen, and you feel that the other party is sorry for you. If you don't change this kind of problem, you will never be able to make friends in your life." Shen Changan pointed out the window, "Go, cry out and cry , don’t disturb my sleep, or I’ll beat you until you can’t cry.”

"Do you even hit...children?" The green-haired child looked at him in horror.

"Oh, I don't beat people without blinking an eye." Shen Changan raised his chin and threatened, "Want to try?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw the child's hair soaring and extending out of the window, and then there was a bang, the person disappeared, the fog cleared, and the window was closed.

Heh, these things in the dream are all scumbags that can't help but be scared.

The next morning, I went downstairs after dinner and met the cool old man downstairs.The old man glanced at him: "Wake up?"

"Master, good morning." Shen Changan stopped and greeted with a smile.

"It's getting late, I'm back from my morning exercise." The uncle squinted at him, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Thank you for your concern, I slept well." Shen Changan nodded, he glanced at the Tai Chi sword on the back of the old man, and the loose practice clothes, unable to refute the other party's words.

The uncle ignored him, opened and closed the door again in front of him, and shut him out of the corridor.

Shen Changan, who was liked by the elderly since he was a child, touched his face. He suspected that his charm had declined. Otherwise, why would this old man always look at him critically?

Walking downstairs to the office building, Shen Chang'an saw the big tree shaking its leaves in the morning breeze. Shen Changan remembered the dream of last night, and was about to touch two trunks when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

"Hello." The visitor was slightly fat, wearing a hair-pressing cap, and had a simple and honest smile on his face.Shen Changan felt that this person looked familiar, "Are you Mr. Daonian's... friend?"

He remembered that when he sent the disabled man named Dao Nian back to the community, two people came out to pick him up. This person was one of them. At that time, this person also said that he would have good luck.

"Don't dare, we are just Mr.'s helpers." The man's attitude became more humble, "My surname is Liu, and my name is Liu Mao. You can call me Xiao Liu."

Shen Chang'an thought silently, you are a big man in your thirties, even if you ask me to call you Xiao Liu, I can't say it out loud.He shook hands with the other party: "Mr. Liu, do you need help from our department?"

Is it for family reconciliation, neighborhood disputes, or is it haunted again?

"That's it. Thank you very much for sending our husband home last time. You left in a hurry before and we didn't thank you properly. Please forgive me." Liu Mao quickly explained, "Yesterday when we helped Mr. pack the shopping bags, We found a flyer of Zhang Gui’s department in the shopping bag, and we think the words in the flyer are very reasonable, very good!”

"Both boys and girls are the same?"

"No, I believe in science." Liu Mao said sincerely, "Praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, it is better to believe that you believe in science and do things yourself, and don't bother the gods and monsters, right?"

Shen Changan: "..."

No, the meaning of the leaflet is clearly to oppose feudal superstition and believe in science.

"We feel that this ideological awareness is very good and remarkable, so we decided to sponsor your department's publicity activities." Liu Mao asked enthusiastically, "Is it convenient or not?"

When Shen Chang'an heard the words, he immediately showed a sincere smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Liu to have such a high level of ideological awareness. It's really admirable. Please follow me. For specific matters, you can discuss with our director."

"Social progress depends on everyone." Liu Mao also showed a simple and bright smile.

I don't know what happened between Liu Mao and Du Zhonghai. In the following days, Du Zhonghai made countless reports to his superiors. Shen Chang'an and others also wrote several plans for the construction of spiritual civilization. , the desks, chairs, benches and office equipment in the office have all been replaced with new ones, and even the leaflets have become high-end and upscale. Sometimes when they go to the square to promote, some grandparents come over and ask for leaflets, use them as fans or give them to grandchildren. Fold paper airplanes.

They even rented a conference room on weekends and held a lecture on spiritual civilization promotion. Those who listened to the lecture could also receive two eggs and a small bag of washing powder.

This was the first time Shen Changan felt that their department was so popular.

"Xiao Shen, next time there is such an event, we will come again." An auntie grabbed Shen Changan's sleeve and said to him, "But can you change the brand of washing powder next time, this brand is not very easy to use. "

Shen Changan nodded.

"Xiao Shen, you look so energetic when you speak on stage today, do you have a girlfriend?"

Shen Changan shook his head and nodded again.

After finally seeing off these grandpas and aunts, Shen Changan and his colleagues packed up their tools, and when they returned to the downstairs of the department, it was already evening, and the red sunset glow was so beautiful that the trees in the backyard were also dyed a faint golden layer.

Under the largest tree stood a young man, wearing a clean T-shirt and jeans, looking youthful and sunny.

Hearing their talking and laughing, the young man turned his head with clear eyes: "Hello."

This person turned out to be Sun Jia.

"Isn't this Sun Jia?" Chen Panpan whispered, "He looks... quite normal?"

Xu Ze and Ding Yang were also a little strange. They had met Sun Jia several times, and the other party always seemed to be at a loss for words.Sometimes they sent him back to Sun's house, and sometimes his family came to take him back, but they had never seen him sober like today.

The author has something to say: Chang'an: My father said that the ghosts in the dream are all paper tigers, and they must be beaten when they are needed.

Chang'an's father: Huh? ?