Good Dad System

On a summer afternoon, the weather is scorching hot, the breeze blowing is full of heat, and the cicadas are chirping outside the window, but it is not too annoying to listen to.

"...Yuan Yuan, do you understand?" Yang Qiuping said while drawing on the paper, and asked his son beside him gently.

At this time, at the dining table in the restaurant at home, all the vase decorations that were usually placed on the table were removed, and only the textbooks were covered. In the two adjacent positions, sat Pei Yuanbo and Yang Qiuping, the textbooks in City B and H The provincial standard is not the same. In addition, City B is economically developed and the teaching level is quite advanced. Although Pei Yuanbo is still in elementary school, it is difficult for the one he went to school in the town elementary school to successfully integrate with the teaching in City B.

Not long after the child came back, Pei Naochun asked the other party's opinion-after confirming that Pei Yuanbo was also willing to give up this vacation and check for omissions, rather than make up for it by repeating grades for a year, he went to find someone to borrow a whole set of the latest textbooks , to help sort out knowledge points and exercises, while Yang Qiuping started tutoring his son's homework after watching the online teaching video class based on the key points summarized by her husband.

"Well, I understand." Mother spoke in simple terms, and Pei Yuanbo could understand it.

"Okay, then let's continue." Yang Qiuping's face was full of relief, she turned the page and prepared to continue.

"Qiuping, Yuan Yuan, come and eat some fruit." Grandma Pei came out of the kitchen with a whole plate of carefully cut fruits in her hand, including oranges that Pei Yuanbo likes to eat, and apples that Yang Qiuping likes to eat. "It's all hard work. Now, it’s time to rest.” Although she didn’t get involved in her grandson’s teaching process, she was always busy beside her—moving fans, cutting fruits, turning off the TV, cleaning, and striving to create the best possible environment for her grandson and daughter-in-law. learning environment.

"Thank you, grandma." Pei Yuanbo hurriedly took it over. It's only been two days since he came back, and his face has a lot of flesh. When he was still in the village, he used to run around everywhere. After two laps, it was not enough to make people say fat. He was afraid that his grandmother would be worried, so he hurriedly took the fruit plate, inserted a piece and ate it.

"Eat more, fruit is good for your health!" Grandma Pei squinted her eyes with a smile. She couldn't see enough, she just wanted to take her baby grandson into her heart.

"Mom, sit down too, don't be too busy." Yang Qiuping pulled Grandma Pei to sit down. Since Pei Yuanbo came back, Grandma Pei's whole body seems to be alive and alive. Although the old problems already exist and are difficult to cure, they are still in daily life. Can't leave the crutches, but the spirit of the whole person has been completely different.

"You don't have to sit, I'm not tired." Grandma Pei waved her hand, "You guys continue to teach." She turned around and went straight to the sofa. After Pei Yuanbo came back, she re-measured him, only to find out that the clothes she probably estimated There are still some deviations in size. The sutures are being removed and reworked these days. Although it is still a long time before winter, isn't this prepared?

"By the way, Dad, where did Dad go?" Pei Yuanbo glanced curiously. It was still summer vacation, so Dad should be on vacation. When he first came back, Dad stayed with him every day. A few days later, I went out a lot.

"Your dad? He probably has something going on at the other end of the laboratory." Yang Qiuping responded indifferently. Pei Naochun is in the school and has a related laboratory, but if there are no results in a few years, he will bring If there are not many students, it may affect funding and registration.

"That's right." Pei Yuanbo nodded. The way he ate oranges obediently seemed to Yang Qiuping with a soft light filter.

After his son came back, it was like a home that had been frozen in ice for a long time, but it was thawed instantly, just like overnight, back to seven years ago, although it still takes a little effort, thinking of this, Yang Qiuping couldn't help sighing, It's not that the son is not good, or that the family doesn't work hard, it's just that they don't get along for a long time, and there are always times when they don't get along.

For example, my son has been in the south for a long time, and the dialect he has mastered is also local. The dishes that are often eaten in the family are also a process of accommodating each other...

But everything will be fine.

Yang Qiu calmly looked at everything in front of him. Pei Yuanbo put a piece of paper on the table and nibbled at the oranges like a little squirrel. The head grew a little, and the hair on the top was a little soft. In the living room, Grandma Pei He was wearing glasses, surrounded by a load of clothes and woolen yarn. The one in the middle of the living room. The family photo taken shortly after Yuan Yuan's birth has also been replaced. In the shot, the four people have the same smiles on their faces, and their bodies are snuggled together tightly, leaving no gaps.

This is the home she is willing to give everything to protect, and she also firmly believes that everything will be on the right track.

...

City B University, every summer vacation, this college seems to be half asleep. In the past, there were always people coming and going, and the library was full of students. At this time, it was also mostly empty. Pei Naochun's The laboratory is under the name of the School of Computer Science. There are a lot of equipment in it. Except for him, only the students with him can enter.

"Mr. Pei, are we going to start?" Xiao Wu is a graduate student who has passed the exam. The tutor is Pei Naochun. He has only been in school for a year. His home is located in City B. Under the guidance of my tutor, I continued to prepare research-related materials outside the school. After returning to school these few days, I almost lived in the laboratory.

His face was full of anticipation, standing behind Pei Naochun, looking at the computer——

When Xiao Wu was young, the computer was always like a clumsy desktop computer. No matter what he wanted to do, he could direct and perform a caton drama by himself. The documents are a little more and bigger, and the city has to be divided into several copies, and one inch is several sheets. But as he grew up, he also witnessed the rapid advancement of computer and network technology in China. It was only in the early ten years. Now the computer can load online games and store files. The medium has also become a small medium. For a USB flash drive, the once popular MP3 and MP4 have long been eliminated, and smart phones have gradually entered the stage.

In his heart, there has always been a "dream of the future", perhaps because he has read too many science fiction novels. When he was a child, he was so looking forward to the realization of the pictures in the novel, virtual reality technology, artificial intelligence, and the intelligence of machinery... When he got to college, he ignored the objections of his relatives and friends, and resolutely applied for a major in computer science and became the "computer repairer" that his friends called him. , more cutting-edge doctrine.

It was not until after he was admitted to school that Xiao Wu discovered that although his tutor Pei Naochun had a high academic level, a keen research sense, and a high status in the industry, his heart was placed in other places, although he devoted himself to the students. He has tried his best, but he has never been able to do anything to oppress the students, but in research, he is no longer as focused as before. He has to admit that although he can understand, he is a little disappointed. He got a call from the teacher.

The teacher invited him to create a "miracle" together, and he readily agreed.

"Okay." Pei Naochun nodded, he silently pressed the Enter key, and what appeared in front of him was a simple blue-and-white interface - like going back to the era of the DOS operating system, with a bright blue background, only A white cursor flickered prominently, and under Xiao Wu's awe, he silently typed into the computer: "Hello."

"Will he answer?" Xiao Wu was a little nervous, his eyes locked on the screen.

The short _ symbol flashed on the screen at a frequency. It was just a sentence, and a line of words appeared silently: "Hello, Mr. Pei who created me, what do you want to call me?"

"Teacher, he answered!" Xiao Wu was so excited that he chose scientific research. To a certain extent, he also had a science fiction dream in his heart. He had read a lot of literature over the years, and many countries were advancing towards artificial intelligence. , In his opinion, this thing is very far away from him, and he never thought that it might be a reality within reach.

"Well, he answered." Pei Naochun replied with a smile, and he said with a smile, "How about calling him an artificial mental retardation?"

Xiao Wu looked at the teacher he had always admired, and suddenly became silent: "...I think it may not be very good."

"Just kidding." Pei Naochun leaned on the chair and said casually, "Actually, it's not bad to be called 009."

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind: [Warning, formal warning, please do not take the name of the system casually, the host is infringing on the reputation of the system...]

"Why 009? Are there 1, 2, and 3 ahead?"

Pei Naochun didn't answer Xiao Wu's doubts, but silently typed on the screen: "Your name is Yuan."

"Yuan?" Xiao Wu thought thoughtfully, "New Year's Day, the first year, this has the meaning of the beginning, does it represent a beginning?"

"No, it's just that this name has a special meaning to me." Pei Naochun didn't explain, he typed the code neatly on the screen while explaining with Xiao Wu, "Strictly speaking, it's not an artificial Intelligence, it can only be said that it is an embryo that is being conceived, but it has the function of autonomous learning and analysis. To form the intelligence in your mouth and my mouth, strictly speaking, it just simulates itself as a human to operate."

Xiao Wu dreamily watched the screen return to normal. The suddenly disappeared Yuan was like a dream. He clearly knew that the other party was only under instructions to study. This was a miracle in the hands of human beings.

"By the way, are the parts I asked you to assemble before?" Pei Naochun suddenly remembered something.

"Okay!" Xiao Wu reacted, and quickly brought a few odd-shaped parts to the side-these were all made with the design drawings sent to him by Pei Naochun, so put together, they vaguely looked like It looks like a watch, "Teacher, what is this for?" He didn't understand, does the laboratory still have the business of making watches.

"A little thing that might make money." Pei Naochun replied casually, "In other words, this is another idea."

He took out a draft from the drawer that he probably wrote last night: "Xiao Wu, please change him, and when the paper is published, your name will be listed in the second paper." This paper proposes a possibility Sex, a possibility approaching the age of intelligence.

"Okay!" Xiao Wu looked at the paper that was almost finished, with only some languages ​​and diagrams that needed to be improved. He went to the outside office with excitement. To be able to leave his name on such a paper, for him, Is great luck.

When Xiao Wu closed the door, Pei Naochun silently took out from his pocket a small thing wrapped in a box. The materials used required Pei Naochun's efforts--even an IOU with 009. After all, under the current production conditions, some precision cannot be achieved.

In the laboratory, there was only the sound of Pei Naochun bowing his head. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. One by one, small components were born and pieced together under his hands—this was a unique gift.

In fact, he didn't tell Xiao Wu the complete truth. There are two "yuan". One is a pseudo-artificial intelligence that Xiao Wu sees, self-learning, and does not generate emotions and emotions, and the other is a pseudo-artificial intelligence that can be realized by current technology. artificial mental retardation.

"But next, there are new problems to be solved." In front of Pei Naochun's eyes, there is already a smart watch case that everything is ready, only the chip is inserted. Very good, the strap is replaceable, "how to solve the voice system?"

Pei Naochun is a person who pays attention to intellectual property rights, and now, the voice system is not popular, he can only make his own clothes and food——

It's alright, then I'll go on my own.

He pondered, turned on the microphone silently, and recorded it in earnest—by the way, he also had to record a dialect version. How about the dialect that his son learned in the south?

...

[Huzi, you called me a few days ago, but I didn't receive it because I had already gone to school, but did you skip class? Haven't you started school yet? I am currently studying at the No. 1 Primary School in City B, and I attach two photos of the school. It is the cover of the used homework book I asked for from my classmates. The books used in the school are all printed uniformly. sent to you together. ]

Pei Yuanbo turned his head to the side, resisting not biting the pen, his bad habit was corrected several times by his mother and father before it was fixed.

[The classmates in the school are very good, they all speak Mandarin, and they don't understand the local dialect we often speak - whisper to you, their dialect is similar to Mandarin, which is strange. I'm all right here, don't worry. ]

Although under the supervision of his parents, he has started to practice calligraphy, but he has not completely improved it. One word is better than three others, and he writes very hard. Effect.

[I miss you very much. You have to write me a lot of letters. The envelope has your home address. My mother said, you are very welcome to send me letters. I asked my mother to give me some stamps. You remember to post it before sending it...] There are a lot of things to say, Pei Yuanbo pondered, and added another sentence, [My parents love me very much, please don't worry about me. Sincerely, salute. ]

In fact, Pei Yuanbo didn't quite understand the meaning of this salute, but before he wrote the letter, he searched on his home computer and saw these four words in many letter formats, so he followed suit. He cautiously He stuffed the written letter into the envelope, and put the cover and stamps that he said he would put there, and then he was able to seal it with satisfaction. When he wrote the address, he encountered a big difficulty again, although his mother had copied the address to him in advance. , but the word "Dai" is really difficult to write. In a row of addresses, it is especially big. He guiltily pressed it under the book and pretended not to see it - anyway, the postman uncle will understand it, right?

"Yuan Bo!" Sitting behind him was a boy the same age as him, called Xiao Ming, who was full of excitement: "Tell me again!"

"What's wrong?" Pei Yuanbo was a little confused. He was quite popular in the class. Although he was a transfer student, he exercised well and his academic performance was not too bad. Even when he first arrived, many classmates watched him at the door. It's embarrassing to ask him.

Xiao Ming held a worksheet: "I'm a dog, how do you say it in Southern dialect?" He asked last time, but he didn't remember it.

"..." Pei Yuanbo looked helpless, he didn't understand why his classmates like to learn strange words so much, he has taught one after another what bastards, big shit, I'm a pig, I'm a dog , "Wa, Department, Gao!" He had to repeat it.

"Thank you!" Xiao Ming was very happy, and immediately marked the pinyin on the paper, and then Pei Yuanbo saw him write the three characters "I'm the most handsome" next to him.

"Dongzi! Come on, read it, this is the most handsome of me in the southern dialect." Xiaoming thief found his good friend Dongzi, who was very cooperative, and read it according to the pinyin on the paper. After that, he reacted immediately and looked at the other party suspiciously, "Are you lying to me?"

"No, how could I!" Xiao Ming patted his chest, lying without blushing.

"Okay." Dongzi believed it immediately, and read it again happily, ready to send it to the friend status when he got home.

Pei Yuanbo reluctantly held up the textbook to cover his face, but he couldn't help laughing along with him. Although he often "jumped", he quickly got used to it and entered it.

As soon as the school is dismissed, at the school gate, volunteers organized by parents are responsible for guiding the students to the waiting area to wait - it is called the waiting area, that is, an open awning, in case it is too hot in summer or sometimes it rains snow.

"Yuan Yuan!"

As soon as Pei Yuanbo left the school gate, he saw his mother waving at him. He rushed to his mother's side and held her hand - well, this is actually a bit embarrassing, but he didn't want to see his mother unhappy .

"Mom, you're here today! You've worked hard." On weekdays, a family of three took turns to pick him up, all on time.

"Yeah." Yang Qiuping wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile - there is a kind of heat, called your mother thinks you are hot. For Pei Yuanbo, this kind of heat is that both mother and grandma think he is hot. When people locked him with caring eyes together, he would subconsciously raise his hand and surrender. It was just autumn, so he put on thin short sleeves.

"I've written my letter to Huzi, will my mother take me to send the letter?"

"Okay, let's go to the post office ahead."

Mother and son, you talk, I talk, and the topics of chat, from the bits and pieces of what happened at school today to the dishes at night, seem to have endless things to talk about.

For some reason, Pei Yuanbo always felt that today's mother seemed to be delaying some time - this description seemed inaccurate, but he really felt that, his mother took him around first, went to the supermarket, nothing I didn't buy it, I came out empty-handed, went to the stall on the side of the road, stared at it for a long time, and finally bought a ten-yuan bracelet that was not very suitable for my mother's style, more like I didn't want to go home so early.

After the long journey was over, it was already evening, the sky outside had begun to turn dark, and the sun had already set.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, Yang Qiuping suddenly crouched down to tie her shoelaces. She reached out and handed the key to her son: "Yuanyuan, you open the door first, and Mommy ties the shoelaces."

Pei Yuanbo didn't say anything, just walked quietly to the door, inserted the key to open the door, and sure enough, today's mother is very strange, doesn't she have to take off her shoes when she enters the door? Why tie your shoelaces now? Turning and pressing the doorknob, he opened the door, and the room was dark - even more strange, isn't grandma at home today? Grandma doesn't go out at night.

He could hear footsteps behind him. It was his mother who pushed him into the house. At this time, Pei Yuanbo had already found a reasonable explanation. Maybe it was a power outage? He forgot that they had just come up from the elevator, and of course he entered the room and heard the sound of his mother closing the door behind him, and then, the trio—

"Happy birthday to you..." This should be a song that everyone can sing. He looked around blankly, only to see a little fire in front of him, and the person holding the cake was Dad, it was a car-shaped cake, I don't know how It was made, there were about 90 candles lit on it, he couldn't count it, and by his father's side was grandma, who was wearing glasses, holding a cane, and awkwardly patting her hand holding the cane, singing. sing.

Grandma Pei probably seldom sang, and she was a little out of tune, while her father was full of energy, and sang the surging atmosphere of a military song alive, and her mother's voice was behind her, all gentle.

So, today is his birthday?

When Pei Yuanbo was in Lindai Village, he had another birthday. Although it was also autumn, it was more than a month later than today. After he came, he never thought that he should have an exact birthday.

Yang Qiuping's eyes were covered with mist. In those days, this child only had two full birthdays at home, and he was no longer at home before his third birthday. On his birthday, the three people in the family seemed to agree that such a day did not exist at all, so he silently let him go.

"Yuanbo, ten years ago today, we waited for you in the hospital together." Pei Naochun's voice was gentle with a smile, "You were so young back then, at your grandma's request, I hugged you. When I woke you up, I always felt that as long as I exerted a little force, it would make you hurt somewhere, and your mother looked at me beside me and said that I would make you uncomfortable."

Yang Qiuping shouted tears: "How can you, you can't hold a child, your posture is not professional!"

"At that time, you didn't have much hair on your head. Although it was soft, it was very little..."

Grandma Pei interrupted, afraid of getting the cake, she just gently put it on her son's back: "How can you say that about your son."

"Okay." Pei Naochun held back his laughter and shrugged, "Yuan Yuan, after you came home, Dad's family status plummeted, and he was about to fall to the bottom."

He cleared his throat and continued talking, not intending to make the atmosphere too heavy, because it was Yuan Yuan's birthday: "At that time, I thought, how do you grow so big when you are so young? You make me feel amazing, like a miracle, by my side."

Pei Yuanbo was a little shy, he fixedly looked at his father's bright face.

"I'm really happy and feel very lucky. Although I missed the important time for your growth, you still grew up healthy." Pei Naochun blinked deliberately, "Yuan Yuan, this is why you came to us. The tenth year around, happy birthday."

"Let Yuan Yuan sit down, or the candles will go out." Grandma Pei looked around, listened in all directions, noticed the crumbling candles, and organized the audience.

Yang Qiuping was also very cooperative, and took her son to the dining table—in fact, she had too many tears, she couldn't control it now, and she didn't want Yuan Yuan to see it.

Pei Yuanbo sat in front of the dining table, with a cake that was extraordinarily huge after looking closely, surrounded by him, looking at him earnestly, he regarded him as a treasure, an important relative, because the light was on, and the light on the candles shone brightly. On people's faces, the expressions can be clearly seen. Both mother and grandma were crying. Although father hadn't shed any tears, his glasses were also foggy.

"Yuanyuan, today is a new year old, go away with luck, good luck will come." Grandma Pei chanted, as if she was doing a ritual to ask God to tell the Buddha.

Yang Qiuping had wiped away her tears, and she nodded her head: "Today is over, it's a new year."

Ordinarily it was just an ordinary birthday, but for this family, it has been a long time ago-as if it carries extraordinary meaning, bid farewell to those times of tormenting each other, blaming each other, and blaming each other, Welcome to the bad days of cherishing and giving to each other.

"Yuan Yuan, it's time to make a wish." Pei Naochun was the only one who could calm down today, he smiled and clapped his hands.

"Okay." Pei Yuanbo closed his eyes silently just after getting up with him. There were many scenes that appeared in front of him, overlapping and skipping.

In the few years he has deep memories of, the Lu family parents and Xishun who got along with him... After he was found, Pei Naochun, Yang Qiuping and Grandma Pei who cried bitterly at him... and this short period of time. In half a year, it seems like a long time has passed, the days when the generation is loved and treated as a treasure that needs to be treated with care.

In this world, there are many choices to be made. It is not an easy task for him as a child. He seems to have never found the opportunity to completely remove those barriers and completely integrate into the new life.

He clasped his hands, rested his head on his hands—

"I hope that our family can be so happy and happy."

Well, our home, he clearly knows where his home should be.

When he opened his eyes, under the expectations of his parents, he puffed up and blew hard, all the candles were extinguished, and Pei Naochun, who had been by the switch early, turned on the light in a timely manner. Note that only then did I realize that on the half table next to it, through the gauze vegetable cover, I could vaguely see the rich vegetables inside.

"Next, we have to invite our birthday star to share the cake." Pei Naochun stuffed the plastic knife delivered by the cake shop to his son.

Pei Yuanbo immediately turned his attention to his father as if asking for help: "Dad, can you help me, I can't cut it."

Hearing what he said, Pei Naochun was stunned subconsciously, he walked behind his son with a smile, hugged him halfway, clasped his hand tightly, and helped divide the cake.

"This small piece is for grandma, grandma can't eat so much cream." He commanded his father in a stern manner, "Mom and dad eat more, otherwise I won't be able to finish... And the rest, I will try to eat as much as I can." He showed a sly expression, children of this age like to eat cakes the most.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Yang Qiuping replied with a smile, and she quietly met Grandma Pei's eyes - a few days ago, unless coaxed, Pei Yuanbo would never express his opinion, they were all observing by themselves , and even sometimes, when something embarrassed him, he would endure it silently.

"My gift will be given to you later. Your mother and your grandmother have prepared gifts and ask them to bring them out for you."

After hearing this, Grandma Pei took out a gift from the back. She didn't make any packaging: "These are the shoes and sweater that Grandma gave you. It's finally changed, and it will be available in a few months." She He also secretly stuffed a red envelope of 1,000 yuan into his sweater, which was discovered by Pei Naochun and returned to her in time.

Pei Yuanbo immediately picked one and tried it on on the spot to show his grandma——

He almost didn't suffocate, even though the sweater fit perfectly, the neckline was too, too, too small, wasn't it? He only felt a burst of sparks and lightning, no exaggeration, his hair was about to explode, so he struggled to survive and stuffed his head out.

"Grandma, isn't this neckline a little narrow?" He couldn't help but say, thinking that there might be five, six, seven or eight sets after this, he felt that he had to fight for himself.

"You young people just don't understand." Grandma criticized with an experienced look on her face, "How cold is the wind this winter? Of course, the neckline has to be narrow so that the wind won't get in. Look at the popular ones now. Sweater, everyone has opened the boss, and I will regret it when I wait for Liang to get sick."

At the same time, there are several pairs of hand-made shoes. Pei Yuanbo has seen grandma's shoe-making process and used crochet hooks with hooks. Although he doesn't understand the principle, grandma is still very considerate. In the colorful color matching, he made them. There are many interesting little patterns, he doesn't feel disgusted, just thinks that all of them are from grandma's heart, and when he puts his feet in, he feels sweaty, and it's too warm.

"My gift is relatively simple." Yang Qiuping prepared it in advance. She took out a box, "You can go back and look at it at night." She pressed it on the box, as if embarrassed.

Pei Yuanbo opened it and glanced at it, and he could see that all the envelopes were inside. He didn't look closely, and was dragged by his mother to go to dinner. This was a special "Southern style" meal. Pei Naochun looked for his former students. I asked someone to bring some special products and local food from Donghe Town. This afternoon, I pondered this with Grandma Pei, and worked hard to prepare until the end of the night. I specially asked Yang Qiuping to drag it out for a while. time.

...

After dinner, the family gathered together again to chat a lot, and watched two episodes of the TV series together before going back to the house.

Pei Yuanbo sat cross-legged on the bed, with the opened cardboard box in front of him. Those who had seen it were placed beside him, and those who had not seen it were still in the box. It could be seen that these envelopes were of different ages, and some of them had corners. Some are wrinkled and yellowed, while others are quite new. These are all letters Yang Qiuping and Pei Naochun wrote to their sons during the past seven years.

"Yuanyuan, today is your 4th birthday. Mom misses you very much, you (indiscernible)? My father and I heard someone say today that we saw you in S city, but we went to the square he said. , was not found."

"...Your mother has rested, she has lost a lot of weight recently, Yuan Yuan, how are you doing now? Although Mom and Dad worked hard, they couldn't find your information. We were praying, and I don't know where. You, you can live well at this time and grow up healthy, that is our greatest luck."

"Seven-year-old Yuanyuan, hello, have you entered elementary school today? Xiaoyu's mother, who played with you before, came to the house today. When I looked at Xiaoyu, I thought of you. If you were still there, it should be now. Are you a primary school student? I don't know what subjects you like? My father and mother had a fight, I said you would like math, but your mother insisted that you like Chinese. "

Seeing this, Pei Yuanbo couldn't help choking, and replied, "I like math."

"...Mom really hopes that there is a mailbox in the world, as long as you throw a letter in it, you can receive it. Two days ago, I got angry and tore up the completed letter, and my father stuck it all night, I said to him, it's useless, no matter how much you write, you won't be able to receive it... I hope you can receive my blessings, I will always love you, my only treasure."

"I received it." The letter that has been unanswered for a long time has been opened by the recipient today.

"Grandma's health is getting worse and worse. She doesn't take medicine secretly. Dad is very worried. If Yuan Yuan is here, it will be fine. As long as you act coquettishly and get angry and threaten, grandma will take medicine obediently, right?"

"...You said, can I still find you? It's going to be summer vacation soon, and thinking of going with your father to find you, I look forward to it and fear it..."

The last letter stayed before the summer vacation that was about to leave. There were many places on the letter paper, and there were traces of water contamination. Anyone could guess where this little water came from.

Pei Yuanbo wiped his tears and folded the letter silently... Seven years, a long time, fortunately, he was found.

"Yuanyuan, are you asleep?" Pei Naochun smiled and probed in from the door.

"Nothing, Dad." He tried to keep his voice in good shape, pretending that nothing happened.

"Now it's time for Dad to give you gifts." He walked in mysteriously, and magically took out a gift box that was only a little bigger than his palm, "Open it and take a look."

"Thank you, Dad." Pei Yuanbo lowered his head, and the gift box was tied with an irregular bow. As he pulled it, the box unfolded, revealing the contents inside, "...This is, a watch?"

"How do you like it?"

"I like it." Pei Yuanbo immediately brought the watch to his hand, and his eyes were full of curiosity - this was the first time he had seen such a watch with a large screen. Electronic watches are not like that.

"It's not just a watch." Pei Naochun clicked on the built-in switch of the watch and smiled mysteriously, "This is a gift for Yuan Yuan."

"What?" When Pei Yuanbo was still confused, he heard a strange yet familiar voice coming from the room.

How to describe this sound? It's a little straight-forward, without a strong accent, and it's a boyish voice that sounds like a child, but he feels surprisingly familiar.

"Hello, Yuan Yuan."

"Who's talking?" He was a little nervous, if it wasn't for his father standing in front of him calmly, he would have jumped up.

"Yuan Yuan, it's me! I am Yuan Yuan too."

He finally found the sound point, which came from the watch gift he had just received. Now, on the screen, various cartoon characters he had seen were changing.

"Dad, this is?" He looked up at his father hastily.

"This is another Yuan Yuan." Pei Naochun couldn't hold back and touched Pei Yuanbo's head, "Dad made it especially for Yuan Yuan."

In his last life, Pei Yuanbo suffered another point - he couldn't understand his father's world. In fact, it wasn't just because of his education, but after he came to an unfamiliar environment, he tried to integrate, but found that he couldn't integrate into the panic.

In this life, let him take the initiative to open the door of this world——

Dad's world has always been open to his children.

And "Yuan Yuan" is the key to this door.

He continued to say, "Yuan Yuan, haven't you always been curious about what Dad is doing and what Dad usually looks at?"

Pei Yuanbo