Du Qiu stayed in the research institute until around 4 pm. Not only did he improve Chen Dawei's game many functions, but he also got dozens of floppy disks including Linux and FreeBSD installation files from Chen Dayou. He returned with a full load. On the way back, he inquired: "Dawei, your cousin's words and deeds are a bit strange. When I first met, I thought he was an administrative management person, but I didn't expect that he was a computer expert. He was really hidden."

"My third brother was not like this before." Chen Dawei pounded the steering wheel a little angrily and explained in a low voice: "The universities he studied in Beijing had already received scholarships to study for graduate school in the United States, but he was used before graduation in 1989 and lost his quota abroad. Later, he was disheartened and ran to the research institute for theoretical research. He usually didn't meet people. When he met strangers, he pretended to behave in movies, and it would be fine after he got familiar with it."

So that's it, no wonder I was so cautious at the beginning...

The road back was relatively remote, with few vehicles and not many buildings on the roadside. It was covered with clouds and snowflakes, and the world was vast. Everyone seemed to be infected by this cold and silent atmosphere and stopped talking. After a while, Wen Ruyu broke the silence and said, "Brother Xiaowei, play some music and listen."

Oh, this wild girl also has times of quietness...

He called out quite gentlely, Xiaowei brother...

Chen Dawei took a tape from the storage box and stuffed it into the car recorder. Soon Chen Shuhua's singing was heard. It was the song "When Awakening Dreams", which is well-known for singing across the country. When the song ended, when the song was heard, the Wen sisters sang together. However, one voice was very light, but the pronunciation was clear, and they were in harmony with the accompaniment to express the emotions in the lyrics. The other voice was very loud, deliberately imitating the original singer, purely yelling karaokes, with no emotion at all.

"Wen Ruoshui, are you studying music?"

"Yes, I'm learning piano at Sanjiang Academy of Arts."

"It turns out that I am a musician, I feel respectful. In the morning, you took my printout for so long, and I thought you were studying law."

"I know I can't grab my sister with a remote control, and I have nothing else to do, so I have to take your manuscript as if I was in a daze at that time."

The tape was a hodgepodge of pirated discs. After "Awakening Dream", the next song became Faye Wong's "Cold War", which is a Cantonese song. When he heard the lyrics of "Relatively not speaking, it seems that you have a tacit understanding between me and me, and never have a childish verbal war, but his expressions quietly imply that this is a cold war...", Du Qiu thought of his parents and couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiao Wei, I don't understand Cantonese songs, please change to a tape."

Chen Dawei followed the advice and changed to Zhou Huajian's album. Du Qiu felt something and turned his head to look at Wen Ruoshui. Apart from the words just now, she and Chen Dawei had not communicated directly all day today. One seemed careless and the other seemed gentle and gentle, but in fact they were all disguised. These two were also in a cold war.

No wonder Chen Dawei was angry in the morning and said unrestrained words...

As my mother said, everyone who has been in love knows the feeling of a cold war...

When he arrived at the entrance of the community, before getting off the bus, Du Qiu took out a golden and jade notepad from his backpack and handed it to Chen Dawei, saying, "Dawei, the Spring Festival is coming soon. This is the notepad I made myself. I will give it to you as a New Year gift. I wish you great success in the New Year and all the best in the New Year."

"Thank you, Brother Qiu, and I wish you a happy New Year and a happy family."

Notepad is not a valuable thing. Chen Dawei took it seriously and took it casually. After getting it, he felt that it was different from an ordinary notepad. After looking carefully, he saw the eight words "Great achievements, sharpness is revealed" written on the cover. The font is like grass but not grass, and the ocean is unrestrained, covering most of the cover, especially the word "无" is like a gun and a sword, with a strong momentum, and a feeling of moving forward and being unstoppable. He is a man with a very martial arts plot. He loves this wild and unruly taste. He was surprised and happy. He copied it with his fingers twice and asked, "Brother Qiu, did you write this word?"

"Well. I don't write well, just for fun. Don't take it out for others to show it, so as not to make a laugh."

"Brother Qiu, you are so awesome. You know everything. In the afternoon, I saw that your pen is very beautiful, but I didn't expect that the pen is more beautiful, and it is simply the best!"

Why does this sound weird?

Wen Ruyu was curious, leaned over on the back of the chair and looked over, curled her lips and said, "It's all messy, like a weed, not good-looking at all."

"What do you know about wild girl? Go there!" Chen Dawei waved his hand like a fly, then took off the envelope. Seeing that the notepad inside was exquisitely crafted, with gold and jade, very classy, ​​and thought it was made for him. He couldn't help but be moved. He put it away solemnly and said, "Brother Qiu, you gave me such a precious one..."

"It's just a notepad, what's the precious thing?" Du Qiu had two intentions to send the notepad. One was to use tricks learned from his mother to give favors, and the other was to use Chen Dawei's social circle to open up the high-end market. At this time, he saw him as a man who died for his confidant, and probably wanted to say some irrelevant strange words. He hurriedly pushed open the car door and got out of the car, saying goodbye, "I'll go home first, see you again after the Spring Festival. Two beauties, be bye."

"Bye-Bye."

As soon as Du Qiu closed the car door, Wen Ruyu climbed from the middle seat to the passenger seat very quickly and asked, "Brother Xiaowei, this person looks neither like a student nor a teacher, neither a worker nor a businessman, but he can make you and Brother Dayou confused. What exactly are you doing?"

"If you can't speak, don't say it. No one thinks you are a mute. Brother Qiu is not Su Daji. What are you crazy about? He is a person with real skills, just like Chu Liuxiang, and of course he is popular everywhere."

"Tsk tsk, Chu Liuxiang, are you stupid in martial arts novels? You don't even know what others do, just be a little brother, wishing to block the knife and die for him. It's so childish!" Wen Ruyu taught him a lesson with an old aura, and then guessed: "He might be a liar, who is here to cheat you of money."

"Talents who are incompetent are going to be liars. Brother Qiu's programming technology cannot find a second in Yuncheng. There is no need to be a liar at all." Chen Dawei has become a brainless fan of Du Qiu. While turning the steering wheel, he said with honor: "My third brother said he can go to any computer company in the world to be a technical supervisor. His annual salary is at least one million US dollars. Our family's assets together do not have one million RMB. What did he lie to me?"

Chen Dayou seemed to be very prestigious. Wen Ruyu just curled her lips but did not refute. She guessed endlessly: "Didn't he say he came back from RB? Maybe it was a spy sent by the RB Japanese."

Chen Dawei laughed and said contemptuously: "Wild girl, this year is 1995, not 1935, and Yuncheng is not a capital city. Why did the RB send such a powerful spy to Yuncheng? Is it full? "

While her boyfriend and sister were quarreling, Wen Ruoshui sat quietly behind, dazed in a daze. She was studying music and knew that some people in the world were born to be sensitive to emotions. Du Qiu seemed to be such a person. After only a few lyrics, he could hear the changes in his emotions. After looking back, his eyes seemed to look at the demon mirror, and he saw through the secret hidden in his heart.

When Du Qiu returned home, he saw Lin Dawei sitting in the middle of the sofa, watching TV while peeling peanuts. Lin Jinyan sat far away with his small face and pouting his mouth, hiding in the corner to read comic books. In this situation, there was another cold war. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "What's wrong with Jinyan?"

"This kid insists on going out to build a snowman. If I don't know, he will get angry with me." Lin Dawei was not only not angry, but also quite relieved. He said with a smile: "Jinyan is starting to remember things now. When he was angry, he would coax it for a few minutes and then pass it. Now he ignores it. Now, he has been cold war with me for more than twenty minutes."

"When will my sister come back tonight?"

"I said I would not be back at eight or nine o'clock, and I would have a party tomorrow night and rehearse tonight, so I'm busy."

Du Qiu said oh, first went back to the bedroom and put the bag in place, then went to the bathroom to wipe off the snow on his head and body with a dry towel, and then walked out, Lin Jinyan hugged him around the waist, ignored his false struggle and screaming with smile, walked to the window, pointed outside and said, "Look, the snow is so heavy. If you go to pile it now, the snowman will be buried in a while. When the snow stops, we will pile it up, okay?"

"But what should I do if I keep going next?"

"No, because the weather forecast says it won't be gone at night. We will go and pile it together when our mother comes back."

"Oh well."

"We will build four snowmen tonight, one of you, one of you, one of your mother, one of your father, and one of your uncle. You can go and make peace with your father first, otherwise one snowman will be missing at night."

Lin Jinyan was fooled, got down from Du Qiu's arms, ran to Lin Dawei, raised his little finger and said, "Dad, let's hook first, let's make up after hooking, do you agree? If you don't agree, I won't take you to build a snowman tonight."

Lin Dawei threw the half-peaned peanuts into the small bamboo basket, pulled a tissue to wipe his hands, and seriously hooked him up, announcing: "Okay! Dad and Jinyan have made up."

"Dad, you really know the current affairs. Don't make me angry anymore, otherwise I don't want you to be a father anymore, and I want my uncle to be a father."

Du Qiu was stunned, and then he looked at Lin Dawei and laughed, tears of laughter. Lin Dawei grabbed Lin Jinyan while laughing, pressed him on the sofa and slapped him a few times, and threatened him: "You little brat, you even dare not even father! Let's see how I deal with you."

"Dad, stop hitting me, I really don't want you anymore... Hahaha, don't scratch it... uncle, come and save me."

"It's useless to call uncle. No one can save you now! You dare to say that your father knows the current affairs. Do you know what it means to know the current affairs?"

It is not uncommon to say children's words to change fathers, but it is rare to say children's words to know the current affairs. Du Qiu was hit by the little adult-like "knowing the current affairs" and laughed a little sore. He half-lying on the sofa, watching his childhood self being ravaged by his father. After they both calmed down, they reluctantly curled their smile and asked, "Brother-in-law, is your store closed?"

"I took a break on the 20th. I haven't had any business yet, so I gave my friend a vacation in advance and saved a few days of salary."

I have to save even a few days of salary, and it seems that I have really reached a difficult situation...

"What are you doing by peeling so many peanuts and cooking eight-treasure porridge?"

"It's not cooking porridge, but it's fried and eaten on the way home." Lin Dawei flicked his finger and threw a peanut into his mouth very casually. He explained while chewing: "The country is vast and there is no Shinkansen. The average speed of the train is less than 50 kilometers per hour. When returning to his hometown from Yuncheng, he has to stay on the train for more than 30 hours, so he has to prepare snacks."

I'll go! It's less than 50 kilometers per hour?

Du Qiu knew that there was no high-speed train in the 1990s, but he didn't expect that ordinary trains would be so slow. When he thought of suffering in the crowded and closed tank carriage for more than 30 hours, he felt a little scared. However, he soon remembered that he had a BUFF and shouldn't be too tired, so he felt relieved, so he asked, "Can Jinyan persevere?"

"It's okay, I asked my friend to buy all the sleeper berths. I'm not very tired, but it's mainly boring. Your tickets are not bought with us, so I'm not in the same carriage. When the time comes, I'll find someone to change them, and the whole family will be lively together."

"good."

Seeing Lin Jinyan lying on the sofa and reading comics attentively, Du Qiu grabbed a handful of peanuts, sat beside him and peeled them up. After peeling seven or eight, he pretended to be unintentional and asked tentatively: "Brother-in-law, has that Liang Jinyu gone to Hong Kong?"

Lin Dawei was a little alert, glanced at him, and said vaguely: "Last time we had dinner together, she said she would have been to Hong Kong on the 19th. What's wrong?"

"You can see foreign TV programs in Qingyunshan's research institute. I watched several RB financial programs there today." Du Qiu first made an ambush for the next words, and then said carefully: "Based on my understanding of RB people and RB economy, the Tokyo stock market is likely to plummet next week. If Liang Jinyu shorted the Nikkei index in Hong Kong, he might make a small profit."

Lin Dawei became interested when he heard this, stopped peeling peanuts, sat down and asked, "How to make money?"

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Note: Before the first major speedup of trains in 1997, the average speed of Chinese passenger trains was 48.1 km/h.
Chapter completed!