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Chapter 80(2/2)

After saying a few more words, several experimenters went to make a meal. Fucheng lowered his head and ate the nutritional and balanced meals in the lunch box. Suddenly, a shadow was shrouded in front of him. He was slightly stunned. Before he could raise his eyes, a thin hand directly pinched a chicken nugget in his lunch box.

Zhuo Huan chewed two bites, raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks good, but it doesn't taste very good."

Fucheng: "..."

When Zhuo Huan was about to reach out to steal the food, Fucheng took the lunch box aside, making Zhuo Huan's hand froze in the air.

Zhuo Huan: "What are you doing? I'll just take a few bites, and I'm not allowed to eat it?"

Fucheng looked up at him and said word by word: "No."

Zhuo Huan: “…”

Laughing from the nose, Zhuo Huan: "I am in your heart, and the food your sister cooks is not as important as it is?"

Fu Cheng was really angry this time, so he ignored him and lowered his head to continue eating.

Zhuo Huan: "Are you really angry?"

Fucheng still lowered his head.

Zhuo Huan: "Tsk, it's really not very good. I've made it much better than this."

Fucheng raised his head: "…?"

"Don't you believe it?"

"Don't believe it."

Zhuo Huan sneered: "wow, come to my house on the weekend to see if the food your sister cooks is not delicious." As he said that, Zhuo Huan reached out to get the dishes from Fucheng's lunch box, and Fucheng took the lunch box to avoid it.

Zhuo Huan: “…”

"Fuck, you are all mine, what's wrong with me eating your food?"

Fucheng looked at him and said lightly: "People can be yours, but food can't be eaten."

Zhuo Huan was angry and laughed at him, got up and was about to leave. Suddenly he realized what Fucheng said, so he sat back. He supported his chin with one hand. He looked at the young man opposite the table and asked casually: "When did you start to like me, Fucheng."

Fucheng ignored him.

Looking at his appearance, Zhuo Huan smiled softly, too lazy to tease him anymore, so he opened his mouth: "I'm hungry."

Fu Cheng looked up at him and picked up a shredded potato for him.

Zhuo Huan: “…Fuck.”

Mr. Zhuo really slapped the table and left.

However, this time I left not only because of the Qi Fucheng, but also because something happened in the laboratory, so he needed to go back and take a look. When I returned to the laboratory, Fucheng thought about it and went to the catering bar to buy a sandwich.

The automatic sensing door opened in front of me. After returning to the laboratory, Fucheng saw Zhuo Huan and Chief Designer Wu standing in front of a whiteboard from afar. The two of them loudly refuted each other's views as if they were arguing. Halfway through, Zhuo Huan cursed in a low voice, picked up the marker directly from the table, quickly drew a model of the upper surface of the wing on the whiteboard, and then smoothly filled the formula.

Fucheng walked over and placed the hot sandwich on the table.

Zhuo Huan glanced at him and turned around and continued to discuss with Wu Hui about the improvement of the new wing shape.

"If you want to change this, the ultimate load factor of the aircraft is absolutely not enough. The designed dive equivalent airspeed vd must be equal to or greater than 130% of the designed cruise equivalent airspeed vc..."

Time passed day by day, and September soon entered.

COMAC's sixth test flight was very successful, but it still did not get the flight data that satisfies the designer team.

A few days later, Fu Xiao is going back to the UK.

At the Shencheng Airport, Fu Xiao looked at his younger brother and sighed helplessly: "Your birthday is in a few days. I originally wanted to stay in China to celebrate your birthday before leaving, but there is something wrong with the company. Acheng, after I leave, you have to have a good meal, don't you let me have a good meal when I'm away, and you'll make trouble again as soon as I leave."

"..." Fucheng said laughing and crying: "I didn't make a fuss."

Fu Xiao blamed him: "You just don't make trouble. From childhood to adulthood, when will you learn from others and make trouble more? Also, if you encounter something unhappy in the future, don't hold it alone, so you must tell me, do you know?"

Fucheng: "I understand."

"real?"

"real."

"I don't believe you." Fu Xiao sneered, "You, from childhood to adulthood, have never told me and my parents about anything. If you want to pay a tutoring fee in high school, you will go to work by yourself and don't ask for money from your family. You say you can't do anything."

Fu Cheng said speechlessly: "Sister, why do you still remember this kind of thing?"

Fu Xiao: "How can I not remember? I tell you, if you get sick again next time, don't tell me, Fucheng, you will be done, I will break up with you."

Fucheng: "No, there will definitely be no next time."

"I mean it's true."

A little stunned, Fucheng looked down at his sister.

I saw a woman with short hair staring at him under the bright floor-to-ceiling window at the airport, saying word by word: "If you dare to do this, Fucheng, I will pretend that you are not your brother."

After a long time, Fucheng: "Okay."

He accompanied Fu Xiao to go through the registration procedures and checked his luggage.

She was about to send her to security check. After the brother and brother said goodbye, Fu Xiao turned around and walked towards the security checkpoint.

"sister."

Fu Xiao stopped and looked back at his younger brother.

Fucheng looked at her quietly. After a long time, he said, "Actually, my parents didn't want to take flight 318 at the time. They heard that my teacher was the captain of the plane, so they decided to change the flight."

When Fu Xiao heard this, he was stunned at first, and then she showed a strange expression: "Ha? You looked deadly. I thought you were going to tell me why you got sick this time, but you said this?"

Fucheng looked at her in shock.

Fu Xiao: "I knew it a long time ago. My parents told me after changing flights. You don't think I don't know, do you?"

All his nervousness and guilt disappeared all of a sudden, and Fucheng stared at his sister in a daze.

Fu Xiao thought for a while: "No, don't you think I don't know, and then hide it from me and dare not tell me, and blame yourself alone, right?"

Fucheng: "..."

Fu Xiao: "When will you change this problem? You really want to anger me to death..."

"sister."

A warm hug made Fu Xiao choke in his throat with all his complaints and blames. She reached out and patted Fu Cheng on the back.

Fucheng: "Thank you."

***

Saw Fu Xiao away, and Fucheng returned home.

After changing his shoes, he was about to go back to the bedroom to charge his cell phone. When he walked past the restaurant, he suddenly stopped and turned around and looked around.

I saw a small and exquisite gift box in the middle of the clean dining table. Under the gift box was a card. After I opened it, it was Fu Xiao's word.

『Happy my dearest brother’s birthday in advance.

Eat more meals!

If you don’t have 140 pounds next time you come back, you’ll be done!

Fu Xiao.9.5.』

Fucheng: "..."

He has never been 140 pounds, and he has not even had the fattest time!

He took out the gift and placed it in the gift box with a Montblanc "Little Prince & Pilot" series pen. He took out the pen and Fucheng looked at it. He remembered that the school had a calligraphy practice class in elementary school, and the teacher asked everyone to buy a pen. He asked Fu Xiao if he had used an old pen. Fu Xiao didn't think too much, so he took an old pen for him.

At that time, my parents had not done business and the family was not very wealthy. He really didn't want to spend money randomly. When his parents learned about this, they bought him a new pen and blamed Fu Xiao for a long time. Fu Xiao and him were angry for a long time. Later, Fu Cheng secretly stuffed her his snacks for two weeks before she calmed down.

He took out his cell phone, took a photo at the pen, and sent it over.

[Fucheng: I like it very much, thank you sister. [Picture]]

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Anxi: Fucheng likes me first!

Fu Chengcheng:...I don't think so.

【Look at Mom Together】
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