After exhausting myself to death

Jiang Li received another call from Gu Wenjing.

As soon as he picked up, he joked: "Something's wrong, Old Man Gu. It's only been a few days, you..."

"Old Jiang, you and I are at odds with each other!" Gu Wenjing roared into the phone receiver.

Jiang Li: "...What did I do?"

Damn it, although Old Man Gu has a bad temper and always yells and curses when he speaks, he actually seems to be really angry this time.

But Jiang Li really didn't know what he had done to make him angry, to the point of becoming irreconcilable.

Gu Wenjing covered his chest: "Are you sick? You hid people like Shen Minghuan and sent them to Tong County. If you are old and confused, tell him as soon as possible. I can teach Minghuan!"

Oh, if Shen Minghuan has such ability, he may not be able to teach him, but he should scold him first.

No wonder the children of this generation in Muta Village are all talented and extremely inconsistent with probability theory. It turns out that their teacher is a rare genius in the world.

This person is not only knowledgeable and has outstanding scientific research capabilities, but he is also so good at teaching students. He is simply omnipotent!

Jiang Li was not to be outdone: "You are the only one who is sick. What's wrong with me asking my student to teach? I can teach the student, but he needs to be sharpened."

Jiang Li emphasized the word "my student".

"If something happens to Shen Minghuan, can you take the responsibility? Do you know that he has been targeted by M country spies! If this kid hadn't been capable...Jiang Li, I will sever my ties with you!" Gu Wenjing yelled more and more. Louder and louder, and then hang up the call with a bang.

Zhang Jingchang encouraged him: "Teacher, don't be angry, it's still too late, isn't it? We will go to Mutian Village tomorrow."

The matter was so important that they had no reason to stop Gu Wenjing from going to the village. Not to mention anything else, he had to go and take a look at the crops that were said to be soaked in the growth liquid.

"The villagers said that the village has not been discovered by spies." Xu Yi also reassured him: "Professor, don't worry, the base has sent news back to Kyoto, and also sent people to secretly protect the village."

Shen Minghuan knew his situation. Some time ago, he actually entered the county town every day and acted alone. It must be said that a skilled person is brave.

Gu Wenjing sighed: "This kid is smart."

He didn't believe that the spies of Country M would not investigate this person. If Mutian Village was not found, Shen Minghuan must have done something in it.

at the same time.

Jiang Li put down the hung up phone and muttered: "It's just baffling."

He is Shen Minghuan's teacher, and he has watched this person grow up. No one knows better than him what level Shen Minghuan is. Is he being targeted by spies? How can it be.

Could it be true? Old Man Gu had no reason to lie to him.

Jiang Li hasn't had any solutions to his work recently, and now his mind is in a mess because of Gu Wenjing's words. He knows that he can't do research in this state.

The time in the institute is very free, and the country hopes that these professors can rest for a while. Jiang Li confessed to Du Xingwei, and was escorted by guards to go home full of doubts.

When he entered the door, he found a large unpacked package piled on the table. His son Jiang Yiwen was standing at the table holding a letter and reading it. His wife was sorting out the contents of the package with tender eyes.

The person who could make Ms. Feng Dinglan have such an attitude must have been sent by Shen Minghuan. However, the person who sent the things from Shen Minghuan did not come back. Jiang Li didn't know whether he was more relieved or distressed for a moment.

"You are sick! Shen Minghuan..."

Jiang Li suddenly remembered Gu Wenjing's scolding and shook his head quickly. He was really stunned.

Jiang Li saw another letter on the table, which said "personally from my mentor".

Yeah, Ming Huan wrote it to him!

Jiang Li suppressed his excitement and picked it up calmly. To cover up, he asked casually: "Why are you here? Don't you have to go to work?"

Jiang Yiwen looked at him with difficulty and said, "Father, my mother and I will have a rest today this weekend."

"...I know." Jiang Li said harshly.

As soon as he opened the envelope and before unfolding the letter, he heard his wife exclaim.

Ms. Feng patted the table hard: "Yiwen, where did you get so much money?"

They all knew that Jiang Yiwen sent a lot of his own money to Shen Minghuan, and they could also guess that Shen Minghuan would return it if he didn't accept it, but Ms. Feng didn't expect the amount of money to be so large!

Jiang Yiwen put down the letter he had read three times. He was also surprised: "It's not me."

That is Shen Minghuan's own money.

So the question is, where did Shen Minghuan get so much money?

"Did this kid take out the money An He and the others left for him?" Ms. Feng was worried.

Jiang Yiwen frowned: "Ming Huan said in the letter that if there are too many, my father will donate them to the research institute." He didn't care about this sentence until he saw the specific amount.

"... Ridiculous, why does the country need money for a child?"

Jiang Li said, taking out the letter paper and flipping through the empty envelope without giving up.

Only one? He could see that his son had three big sheets in his hands and his wife had put them on the table after reading them!

To no avail, Jiang Li unfolded the letter angrily.

Shen Minghuan used a writing brush in this letter, with a dragon-snake brush and iron drawings and silver hooks. Some people believe that it is a work of art collected in a museum.

Shen Minghuan said that Mutian Village was very good, but he couldn't worry about the children and had no plans to come back for the time being, so he had no choice but to miss his mentor's birthday.

In the middle is a birthday message.

At the end, Shen Minghuan wrote: "I have nothing to grow, so I break branches and think of them as gifts."

Jiang Li was so happy that he didn't even care about the large sum of money, "Madam, where are my flowers? Ming Huan said he gave me flowers."

"Here it is." Feng Dinglan picked up the wooden box next to the package and placed it in the center of the table.

The box is exquisitely made, and the seal is a small switch that can be flipped. Shen Minghuan drew the design and asked the villagers to make it.

Jiang Li opened the box.

Inside lies a colorful wild camellia. Each petal stretches wildly, scorching its beauty, and is so gorgeous that it cannot be compared to anything else.

As if afraid of the bumps on the transportation road, the box was surrounded by crumpled paper.

The paper was obviously used. The white pages were dotted with sinuous black lines, which complemented the bright red wild camellias, making it even more beautiful.

It's just that the three people admiring in front of me have no romantic elements.

Feng Dinglan picked up the flower and looked at it carefully: "It is a real flower, but how come it has not withered at all after such a long time?"

Jiang Li poured out the paper in the box and looked at it from the inside out: "Is it because of this box? But I didn't find anything special."

Jiang Yiwen took a step slower and had no choice but to smile helplessly and collect the paper balls scattered all over the table.

He smoothed the paper smoothly, and his eyes suddenly froze when he touched the writing on the paper.

Although Jiang Yiwen had established his dream of joining the army very early, he was Jiang Li's son after all, and his knowledge level was not much lower.

He quickly collected all the papers and found that they were continuous and complete. Jiang Yiwen couldn't quite understand the patterns and formulas above, but he could vaguely realize their importance.

He handed the stack of papers to Jiang Li: "Father, look at this."

"What? Ming Huan's draft paper?" Jiang Li reluctantly put down the wooden box and took the paper nonchalantly.

He glanced.

Jiang Li: "???"

He wiped his eyes and took another look.

Jiang Li: "!!!"

He took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, reading from the beginning word by word. Jiang Li was quick in mental arithmetic, and the process was clearly written on the "draft paper". He simulated it all over in his mind without encountering any obstacles.

Feng Dinglan and Jiang Yiwen were familiar with his "crazy" state, so they both waited quietly and did not dare to disturb him.

Half an hour later, Jiang Li finally looked up. He suddenly covered his chest and breathed rapidly.

"Lao Jiang?"

"Father?"

Jiang Yiwen helped him sit down, and Feng Dinglan quickly poured a glass of water.

Fortunately, Jiang Li only looked like this for a few seconds, and he quickly recovered, but there was still an abnormal blush on his face, whether it was because of excitement or suffocation.

Jiang Li jumped up from his chair. He waved the paper and said in a high voice: "Madam, do you know what this is? This is the treasure that will prevent country M from invading our airspace again! You know what? As long as we can make it , all countries in the world will have to rethink their attitude when facing China!"

He danced like a child.

Ms. Feng coaxed him helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know now. Stop jumping. You're worried about falling."

Jiang Yiwen stood aside silently, thinking to himself that the blush on his father's face was due to excitement.

After all, his father always forgot that he had a son when he was excited, and would only call him "ma'am" and "ma'am" non-stop.

"No, I'm going to make him now." Jiang Li said as he walked towards the door.

Ms. Feng was used to Jiang Li being busy at dawn and dusk, "Just wait a minute, I'll get you something to eat to cushion your stomach."

"Oh, right." Jiang Li stopped obediently.

Jiang Yiwen glanced at him in surprise. How could his father be so obedient?

Even Ms. Feng was a little surprised.

Jiang Li turned around and changed direction: "I have to write a report and apply first."

Emotionally, he didn't hear Ms. Feng's words at all.

Jiang Yiwen took a step back silently, not wanting to get involved in the matter between the two couples.

Jiang Li walked a few steps with a feverish expression, then suddenly stood up straight, "That's not right!"

Ms. Feng said angrily: "Is it normal? Come here and drink some water. You spoke so loudly just now. Does your throat hurt?"

Jiang Li nodded seriously: "Madam, you are right, I should call Mr. Gu first."

Feng Dinglan: "..."

Jiang Yiwen silently took a step back.

Jiang Li also had a phone installed at home, and he immediately called the military base in Tong County.

Gu Wenjing got angry when he heard the name Jiang Li. He took the phone angrily, "Jiang..."

"Old man Gu, take good care of my student. He is a genius. Do you know that you must take him with you when you come back? You must protect him. Do you know that the birthday gift I just received from Ming Huan was a flower. Ah, but the flowers are not the point..."

Gu Wenjing: "..."

Gu Wenjing yelled back with a louder voice: "Listen to yourself, are you listening to what you said? Jiang Li, you swallowed the punctuation marks!"