When I understood this, my originally despaired heart began to boil again.

At this moment, the curtains have been hung and pulled aside.

In fact, it is just a piece of rag, with surplus on the top, left and right, and can only cover the most important middle position. Zhuang Zhou felt very disgusted and needed privacy too!

He wrote at his desk and wrote the words "Principle of Peaceful Coexistence" and said: "We will be neighbors in the future, and we will determine the basic terms. First of all..."

"Wait, when will I promise to take you in?"

"Since you hung the curtains."

whispering sound!

A Yuan's little face was a little uneasy, and the other party's attitude changed drastically, as if he had confidence. She was not happy and said coldly: "I remind you that I can call the police. What should I do if the police come to see you?"

"I can't do anything, but you don't look stupid. You must know that this is a huge opportunity. Do you want to give it to someone else?"

“…”

She was silent.

"First of all, although my place is small, it is the representative of the 7.5 billion compatriots on Earth. Diplomacy is nothing small. I ask for absolute respect and autonomy, and I will respect you too."

Zhuang Zhou continued: "No entry into the other party's territory without permission, except for the bathroom. Secondly, privacy is important and you must not spy on the other party's life."

"I, I, I peek at you?"

A Yuan wants to beat him up.

"I thought about these two points, do you have any more?"

"Hmph! I don't raise a meal for nothing!"

"Then the third point, you provide me with three meals and basic guarantees, and I will find a way to help you make money."

"Would you help me make money in 2021?"

"I'll talk about this later. If you agree, sign it."

He signed his name first and pushed it over as if he was decent. She was speechless, but she also signed the [Principle of Peaceful Coexistence] was established!

A Yuan was really curious about him, and Barabala began to ask: "In this case, there will be no trouble with your family and friends, right?"

"I quit my job, and my parents divorced in my hometown."

"What about your store?"

"Tell my mother that I'll go out for a trip, or just go back to work in Beijing, let her watch first, it's time to fool you. What about you, are there no trouble here?"

"I only have one grandpa, and I have passed away."

"Oh, mourn."

Zhuang Zhou didn’t know what to say, so he asked: “Your mobile phone is great, what is the roughly technological level?”

"I'm an old model with few features, and the latest models are all MR (mixed reality)."

“MR?”

“AR (Augmented Reality) + VR (Virtual Reality).”

He didn't understand and said, "Does 5G and 6G be there?"

"have."

"Automatic new energy vehicles that do not fail in brakes?"

"have."

"A virtual reality game of 100% real?"

"Yes, but it's not 100%.

"Very good!"

Zhuang Zhou slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "If you can help me, I will sacrifice myself to report it and set up lithography machine research and development materials!"

“…”

A Yuan rolled his eyes.

"Silicon wafers are OK, or EDA (electronic design automation)? It is best to have a complete set of 5G application technologies!"

"Look at me, look at me!"

She pointed to her little round face: "Do you think I have it? Besides, who would put the core technology online? You are so unreliable!"

"I'm just a red heart to the motherland, you're a treasure!"

Zhou Chang sighed in the dream of a strong country.

"Gugu...gugu!"

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a strange sound, and his eyes turned and fell on her stomach.

"Gugu...gu!"

Immediately afterwards, his stomach began to scream. He remembered the sweet potatoes that were left behind and quickly brought them over. The tomatoes were still on the plate, plus a bottle of red wine.

"You also give one, it's not enough to eat."

A Yuan pursed his lips and went to get two steamed buns, some porridge and pickles, and a large enamel jar, which made it into milk powder.

"What's this?"

“Nutritional agent.”

"You have insufficient food?"

"The production was reduced before the war, now..."

"You wait, what does war mean?"

"It's energy, ecology and various crises. The chaotic struggles of countries have lasted for five or six years. Now it's much better. My country has been restoring the ecology, cultivating high-yield crops and developing nutrients.

This nutrient is made of stewed and meatball-shaped. The community will send it to us every month and used to send food coupons."

"What?"

"Food coupon!"

A Yuan was afraid that he would not understand, so he explained: "A purchase certificate, each person buys a lot of food every month, but it has been cancelled for many years."

Awesome!

Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt a sense of human reincarnation.

…………

There was nothing good for dinner, just a simple meal.

But A Yuan was satisfied with eating, and looked very happy when he narrowed his eyes and even wanted to drink a glass, but when he learned that it was (red) wine, he cautiously refused to drop it.

The nutritional agent tastes like light milk, dry and slightly sweet.

After dinner, she generously poured hot water, each with a small stool, and continued to chat.

Zhuang Zhou was interested in the enamel jar and asked, "Do you have this thing here too?"

"My grandpa's."

"How many years have you been away?"

"Not long ago, I was in my 60s."

Over 60s?

Zhuang Zhou did it, oh, born in the 1980s.

"Let me talk about my side. My world is mostly peaceful, the international situation is complicated, and the epidemic is still continuing. My country is very strong, the national is inclined, the housing prices are scary, the hair is bald and there is no rule. Young people don't want to get married, and most people live a hard life."

"Then why are you idle?"

"Can this be seen?"

"It's obvious."

"I'm just lucky. I don't have to work so hard on the family business I earned. I'm doing nothing every day and playing around everywhere. Oh, right!"

Zhuang Zhou remembered the booth that was also left behind, and saw that the tape was still inside, and said, "I bought this today, I haven't heard it yet."

"Sing?"

"Um."

He pressed the switch.

"Shisha...shisha..."

The tape rotates with a unique noise floor, which is a bit like the wind and water flowing, like watching TV when I see snowflakes falling asleep on the screen.

The prelude sounded, a very gentle voice:

"The south wind blows cool, the nightingale sings, the flowers under the moon fall into dreams, only the fragrance comes from that night..."

Oh, it's this song.

He was born in 1995, but he loves old songs and old movies very much.

At first, he was influenced by his parents, but later he became an aesthetic concept and took the initiative to understand it. Especially in his work, he bragged about those garbage things all day long, which instead formed a rebellious mentality and liked it even more.

The man who sold his tapes said that tapes are analog sounds, CDs, MP3s and other digital sounds. Although the sound quality of analog sounds is not good, the tone should be soft and warm, and the digital sounds should be hard, and it will be exhausted after listening for a long time.

It feels very mysterious, the tone is still warm and hard?

But at this moment, I don’t know whether it is the effect of the equipment, the singer’s style, or this wonderful night, there is indeed an invisible softness rubbing the ear drums and slowly flowing in the night.

"I love the night sky, the nightingale singing, and even the flower-like dream, embracing the fragrance of night..."

A Yuan looked surprised and seemed to rarely listen to songs of this style, but he was quickly attracted, holding his face and swaying.

The bedroom lights are very warm and the rain is still falling.
Chapter completed!