Xu Jun's life

"Did your father ask you to come here?" I squatted in front of Li Xiu and asked.

At that time, Yuan Hai was instructing a group of people who didn't look like a moving company to move my luggage. My mother was afraid that something would be missed, so she stood next to her and reminded others.My dad's large boxes of books are the most important things. He followed others downstairs with his hands behind his back, for fear of making any mistakes.

Li Zhurong stood at the corner of the upstairs corridor and made a phone call.

Li Xiu sat on the stairs, still carrying his backpack, looking innocent.

"I came by myself."

I glanced inside the door and found that no one was looking at this side: "Isn't it Yuan Hai's suggestion?"

"No."

My mother ordered people to move a few small earthen jars—that's what she used to pickle sauerkraut.

"Mom, don't take this thing with you, give it away." I turned my head to persuade my mother: "How can I bring the soupy one?"

"Take it with you. This sauerkraut will be expensive in Beijing. I've already given away a few jars. I'll keep these two jars for myself."

I am speechless to her.

"You don't need to bring so many clothes. What kind of quilts do you bring? It's not that you can't buy quilts in Beijing."

"Stop wearing clothes or quilts when you arrive in Beijing?" My mother taught me: "Where can I buy it again and it will cost money..."

Bring it with you, it depends on how you get on the train, and you have to take Li Zhurong's plane to go.

"It's okay, you can take everything with you, there is a place for the teacher to put it." Li Zhurong finished the phone call, and stood on the stairs to encourage my mother, smiling with crooked eyes.

Because of Li Xiu's matter, my mother was still a little intimidated by Li Xiu, but she couldn't ignore him, and gave a confident "hmm" as a response.

When everything was finally ready to go, Yuan Hai skillfully directed the "movers" who looked like factory workers: "Drive to the airport, use my name card to get in."

Unexpected.

I sat on the sofa of Li Zhurong's car and explained to my mother: "There are so many things that you can't get on the train, you can only take the plane, why don't you throw some away?"

My dad is sulking.

My mother finally realized that she had indeed brought too much, but she refused to admit it: "I have sent a lot of things out, and these are all things I need to bring..."

She didn't say that my dad was fine, but as soon as she spoke, my dad got upset: "What do you bring with those sauerkraut, whoever eats your sauerkraut can't get on the train now!"

"I don't even read your big boxes of books, why don't you throw them at home." My mother argued with him.

My dad was blocked and went back, leaning to the side in silence, his face flushed with anger.

At this embarrassing moment, Li Xiu put on a look that he would never show normally - I bet he was imitating Lu Jiaming, crawling from one end of the sofa to the other, found a book I was reading, and asked loudly Me: "What is a brief history of time?"

Last time you seemed to tell me that Hawking's book was written for primary school students, kid.

I was afraid that no one would answer him, so I told him cooperatively: "It's a physics book."

"Is it about the universe?"

"Yes."

"Uh, what's a vacuum?"

"Vacuum, in terms of physical concept, refers to a space without any substance, like a box, which does not contain anything, not even air. Outer space is the closest to a vacuum..."

"Why is it the closest? Let's take a bottle and pump out all the air inside, isn't it a vacuum?" Li Xiu continued to ask persistently.

My dad chimed in: "Someone did the same thing in 1654, but what he got wasn't a vacuum. Even if you took all the air out, there were still particles being created and dying. Outer space. Vacuum, the reason why it is said to be close to vacuum, is that it is not always equal to 0, but sometimes in a state of 1+(-1)=0."

Sure enough, he is a physics teacher, and such a question can be said so simply.

"Is it impossible to transmit sound in a vacuum?" Li Xiu asked seriously.

"Yes. A vacuum does not conduct heat, nor can it transmit sound, but it can transmit light."

"Is it true that a vacuum cannot transmit sound or the vacuum of outer space cannot transmit sound?" Li Xiu asked the truth.

"A real vacuum doesn't carry sound, and neither does outer space." My dad has infinite patience in physics.

Li Xiu frowned: "Sound is transmitted through matter. You said that there are particles in outer space, and particles can transmit vibrations."

"But the distance of transmission is so short that it is almost negligible."

"The louder the sound, the farther it travels. If there is a loud enough sound, can it be transmitted to the earth? Even if we can't hear it, we can listen to it mechanically..."

The old and the young discussed it for a long time. My dad changed from reading with a book in his hand to sitting intently. Finally, he asked Li Xiu: "You haven't gone to elementary school yet, what are you going to learn in the future?"

A few days ago, Li Xiu, who had just told me "I want to be a high-ranking official like my father", told my father with a bright face like the flowers of other motherlands: "I want to study physics."

I glanced at Li Zhurong and found that he was smiling at me inscrutablely.

The first time I saw Li Zhurong's private jet was exactly when he brought me back to the research institute for the first time in ten years.

In fact, I got used to it after watching it for a long time.

The plane is decorated in European style, with sofas, dining tables, and even bedrooms.

I actually didn't want my mother to see these scenes-it would only increase her worries, and my father has never been observant about this kind of thing, and he didn't notice when my mother frowned as soon as he came up.

I ate lunch on the road, pushed by the dining cart, the two stewardesses were very unfamiliar, and they were probably replaced by Li Zhurong again.The people chosen by Li Zhurong are very good, every time Li Zhurong and I quarrel, they don't see it.

After all, Li Xiu is a child, he pretended to be good all morning, but he couldn't pretend anymore.He refused to eat Chinese food, asked the stewardess to bring him pasta, and then used a fork to stir the pasta on the plate...

"You can't do this when eating," I pressed his hand: "Do you not like this noodle?"

"I want to eat your meatballs."

"Fish balls?" I fished him out of the soup bowl again: "Do you want kelp sprouts?"

"I want to eat the one in your bowl." He said arrogantly, and he used a fork to fork the noodles hard to strengthen his momentum.

I had no choice but to take it out for him, but Li Zhurong had already poured a spoonful of soup mixed with fish balls, shrimps and kelp sprouts into his bowl, and warned him coldly: "If you make any noise, you will be ejected from the plane." up and down."

I stared at Li Zhurong dumbfounded.

"He's just a kid. Why are you being so cruel to him? You are his father, how can you say such things?" I was dragged into the bathroom on the plane by him after eating. I thought he was telling me that Li Yao thing.

Without saying a word, he pinched my chin and kissed me without thinking.

My lips were bitten, I was a little out of breath, and I got two bites on my neck.

"Does he look like me?" He twisted my chin and asked, raising his eyebrows in displeasure: "Huh?"

"He's your son, not who you look like?"

He looked at me deeply, then let go of his hand.

"Teacher, you don't understand anything." He hugged me and rested his chin on the top of my head: "But I like this kind of ignorance."

I was tempted to ask him "what do you mean by all this gibberish?"

But I end up just saying:

"Xiao Zhe, it's time for me to go out and arrange for my parents to take a nap."

Li Xiu was probably frightened by Li Zhurong, so he stopped following me around and read a book cross-legged on the sofa.

I went over to him and asked him, "You haven't eaten at noon, are you hungry now?"

He glanced at me with sparkling blue eyes, and said coldly, "I'm not hungry."

I think he is angry and ready to walk away.

He stopped me.

I didn't hear him when he said it the first time, and thought he was going to eat fruit, so I asked him "what?"

As a result, he told me impatiently: "I said, you have strawberries on your neck!"

My mother sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, chatting with my father, and my father sat in front of the cabinet and read a book intently.

"Mom, why aren't you sleeping? Be careful of getting sleepy in the afternoon." I came over with a water glass and fruit.

My mother gave me a complicated look, then stood up and took my hand: "Put down the plate first, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" I asked knowingly.

"Are you really going to live with this man surnamed Li?" My mother advised me worriedly: "Look, all his waitresses are so beautiful, and they all look like porcelain dolls. You have a bad temper." Nuo, I don’t know how to calculate, just in case one day..."

As someone who has also been taught by my mother for a long time, my father gave me a sympathetic look.

"It's okay, I've seen a lot of beautiful him." I comforted my mother.

"You are still young and don't understand." My mother hated iron but steel: "Men like fresh ones, you find someone like your father, and the two of you can learn together. Gao, it’s not that you can’t find it, why are you messing around with him?”

At this point, it is only for listening.

"There is also that little kid, not a fuel-efficient lamp, with scary blue eyes. You wait and see, there are stories like this, he grows up, doesn't recognize you, treats you badly, and suffers you eat……"

My dad coughed lightly to express his disapproval of my mom's evaluation.

"Mom, just say what you want..."

My mother blushed and held my hand.

"Say, how about you have a baby too?"