On the way home, Wu Feng pestered his father Wu Guoan with questions.

"Dad, are you and mom really building aircraft carriers?"

"There are rumors circulating on the Internet that there are three ships in service, two under construction, and one under development. Is this true?"

"Is it true that only obsolete technologies will be exposed by the media?"

"You are not researching nuclear power, are you?"

"Are there any giant space ships like those in science fiction movies?"

"What academic qualifications are needed to get in?"

…

Wu Feng asked a lot of questions.

Dad Wu Guoan just smiled and did not answer. Instead, he asked Wu Feng a question.

"Xiao Feng, what do you think you go to school for?"

Wu Feng, who was asking questions curiously, was suddenly stunned.

Why go to school?

How could a person of his age think about this problem?

Wu Feng thought for a while.

Make big money?

famous?

Realize your ideals?

Or are you being forced by your parents to dawdle?

Just go with the flow in a muddle-headed manner?

For a moment, Wu Feng didn't know how to answer.

He has been fond of all kinds of mechanical toys since he was a child, and likes to make interesting things by himself.

In the past, he thought about building the fastest sports car and the most powerful airplane in the world.

But it’s just a thought.

When choosing subjects, he had already chosen liberal arts willfully, and wanted to be a teacher like Mr. Xu.

What does he go to school for?

What is the desire in his heart?

Wu Feng scratched his head. It seemed that he had not thought about this issue deeply.

Wu Guoan was driving a battery car and smiled when he saw his son's appearance in the rearview mirror.

"Don't think too much, I'm just asking casually."

"Everyone's thoughts will gradually change as their knowledge and experience increase."

"What you want to do now may not be what you want to do in the future."

"I just want to tell you that you are still in high school. If you don't have any skills, studying hard is what you should do."

As he spoke, Wu Guoan pointed at the sky again.

"I don't know why you went to school, but I can tell you that my father went to school just to find out what your grandfather did."

Wu Guoan's words went round and round, and finally came back to the relationship between his grandfather and grandson that made him troublesome.

After hearing what his father said, Wu Feng's expression dimmed and he asked casually: "Dad, do you understand?"

"What job is busier than building an aircraft carrier? Not coming back for decades? Not being able to come back even after your lover dies?"

The more Wu Feng talked, the angrier he became, and when he thought of his deceased grandma, he became even more indignant.

His impulsive emotions completely overwhelmed his reason.

This matter was like a wound that Wu Feng could not touch. Once touched, he completely lost his ability to think independently.

Wu Guoan sighed helplessly.

"Your grandfather also has his own reasons."

"To this day, no one in our family understands his specific work."

"But when your grandma was still alive, did she ever say a bad word about your grandpa?"

"Xiao Feng, don't you still understand the meaning?"

Wu Feng cried.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"I only know that grandma was sitting alone at the door. From day to night, from spring to winter, from a few scattered white hairs to a head full of white hairs, from living to dead, she could not wait for that person!"

"Even if he goes to build an atomic bomb, I will never forgive him."

Wu Guoan never expected that his son's resistance would be so strong.

Yes.

After he and Xiaoxuan started working, it was Xiaofeng who stayed with their mother the most.

The eldest brother's family is in the military compound.

The second brother's family settled in Zhonghai.

Here in Zhongnan, Xiaofeng is the only one who stays with his mother!

The deep the love, the deep the hatred.

Xiaofeng loves his grandma as much as he hates his grandpa.

Wu Guoan had never uncovered his son's scar before.

But today, when he tried to untie his son's knot, he found that it was so difficult.

For a moment, both father and son fell into silence.

…

During dinner, three generations of grandparents sat at the same table.

But the three men each have different thoughts.

Wu Weizheng was very surprised. After his grandson Wu Feng came back in the afternoon, he looked at him strangely.

He didn't know what happened.

I wanted to ask Guoan, but Guoan had to leave after dinner, and he had to catch the evening flight back to Jiangxia.

While Wu Guoan was thinking about his own schedule and the things handed down by his superiors, he was also thinking about his son's education.

My mind was a little confused for a while.

Wu Feng took a piece of stewed beef brisket and put it into his mouth. As he chewed it slowly, he seemed to taste the cooking skills of his grandma when she was still alive.

There were mixed feelings in his heart.

No one knows that when grandma was alive, the person she talked about the most was her grandpa, whom she had never been with for many years.

Whenever she tells his story, grandma always smiles.

Wu Feng still doesn't understand, what is so worth remembering about such a man?

It's worth talking about for a lifetime, and you won't say a word about it until you die?

He is not stupid.

On the contrary, he has been very smart since he was a child.

Wu Feng has seen that old photo that grandma collected.

Military Engineering College, he searched online.

But so what?

His grandma is dead!

Dead!

Can a person be resurrected after death?

He doesn't understand the feelings of family and country or the major events of the world.

He only knew that this grandpa who suddenly appeared had not spent as many days with his grandma as he had.

He wanted to make things difficult for this so-called grandfather to vent his anger.

But he didn't expect that there would be no problem to defeat him.

He couldn't be more angry!
To be continued...