Chapter 493 Communication Method
Not to mention that that night, many anti-missile experts and scholars from the Chinese Academy of Sciences in Beijing were alarmed and stayed up all night.
Meng Lang had a good night's sleep here.
In the dream, he and Lin Haitang once again entered into marriage...
"Why are you giggling?"
"Ahem~ It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to communicate with my uncle for a while.
By the way, is this where you grew up, Haitang?" Meng Lang looked at the surrounding environment.
It was the early morning of the next day, and Meng Lang and Lin Haitang were walking in a community outside the Fifth Ring Road.
The community is obviously old. The mottled exterior walls of the buildings, the ivy climbing all over the walls, and the rusty roadside signs... all tell the story of the long history of this community.
Lin Haitang looked a little nostalgic, but soon the trace of nostalgia subsided.
"Well! When I was a child, I lived with my father. Although we reorganized the family, we still had a warm teenage time. Until the family business failed, he also started drinking...
Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I I'm back." Lin Haitang sighed with a complicated expression.
Meng Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.
Good guy, if you count the time, Lin Haitang’s family fortune was taken away by cheating the child Lin Haitang, and it only took Lin’s father a few short years to lose it to Huo Huo?
No, Huo Huo didn’t say anything, but still owed a lot of debt...
He is simply a prodigal father...
"Then do you still have memories of your childhood here? I mean when you were about five or six years old?" Meng Lang asked tentatively.
"Five or six years old..." Lin Haitang thought for a while and shook his head.
"I was still in kindergarten at that time. It has been so long, so I still have no impression."
"No impression at all?" Meng Lang asked again.
He is now a moderate scholar of biology and neurology. He knows that memory varies from person to person, but it can also be divided into long-term memory and short-term memory.
Generally speaking, short-term memory is at the age of 2-4.
When a child is 3 years old, he can remember some things when he was 2 years old. When he is 4 years old, he can remember some things when he was 3 years old. However, when he is 5 years old, he may not remember anything special that happened when he was 3 or 2 years old. Something profound.
So real long-term memory should start from about 5 years old. Of course, individual differences and special events cannot be ruled out.
So he was unable to determine whether Lin Haitang's "amnesia" was a normal phenomenon or a human factor.
But even if the natural memory disappears, there is no reason to have no memory at all about certain things that have a deep impression and far-reaching impact...
"No impression...Why are you curious about this?"
< br>"Ahem! It's nothing, just asking."
Lin Haitang stared at Meng Lang strangely, but his eyes were quickly attracted to the black suitcase in his hand.
Hmm... It's the kind that is rarely seen on the street now, but often appears in police and spy movies.
It's the kind of suitcase that's boxy, and the addition of handcuffs makes people wonder if there are nuclear bomb buttons or illegal items inside.
"Speaking of which, you mysteriously said early in the morning that you would go out and buy a gift for meeting each other. Is this it?"
"Ah, yes, this is it!" Meng Lang smiled and clapped his hands. suitcase.
“What’s inside?”
“It’s being kept secret for now.”
"Well... you are just an ordinary person you want to meet. You don't need to be so solemn. I don't know. You thought we were going to carry out some secret mission...
I went to see Mr. Hu yesterday. I've never seen you being so serious about it." Lin Haitang couldn't help but said helplessly.
No matter how you look at it, this suitcase should be the mission prop that appeared yesterday...
"Yesterday was a business matter, today is a private matter, the importance and attention can be the same. "?"
Lin Haitang: "..."
Seeing that Meng Lang seemed to really value this meeting, Lin Haitang couldn't help but give him a vaccination.
“I think you should not have too high hopes. If you hope that by giving you gifts or something, he will be able to look good and communicate with you, then you may be overthinking it.”
“ This is wrong. Do you think it is difficult to be alone? Communication, that’s often because I haven’t found the most effective way to communicate.
And don’t you think I’m born with a face that is very popular with my elders?”
“Haha. …”
...
“Dong Dong!”
After the knock on the door, it took three or four minutes before the door, which had already peeled off paint, was slowly opened, revealing a drunken man smelling of alcohol. A middle-aged man appeared in front of them.
"Who is it! Disturbing dreams so early in the morning...hiccups~"
Father Lin hiccupped and rubbed his groggy eyes until he saw the man standing outside the door. Lin Haitang's eyes suddenly lit up. "Begonia!"
...
After a while, the two of them walked into this room that could be described as "a house with bare walls".
Not only are some debris thrown away randomly, but also empty wine bottles and cans can be seen everywhere from the corridor to the living room.
A strange smell of alcohol mixed with musty smell kept getting into Meng Lang's nose, making him want to sneeze.
If Lin Haitang hadn’t asked the housekeeper to come and clean it regularly, I’m afraid there wouldn’t even be a place to sit in the living room at this time...
Meng Lang suppressed the complaints in his heart and looked at Father Lin, who was in front of him and opened another bottle of beer.
Although he is unshaven and has messy hair, he looks quite old.
But I can still vaguely see a hint of Lin Haitang in the face of this man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life...
Lin Haitang's original mood when returning home was a bit complicated. It could be seen that the other party seemed to have started drinking early in the morning, and he couldn't help but sigh helplessly in his heart.
"Hello, uncle! I take the liberty of disturbing you."
Meng Lang's greeting eased the slightly awkward atmosphere at the scene, and also turned Father Lin's attention to him...
He looked sideways at Meng Lang.
Ordinary clothes, ordinary grooming... There is no appearance or packaging that social elites or successful people should have, and their eyes suddenly looked a little unkind...
"Two days ago For the first time, Haitang called me and told me that he wanted to bring a friend to see me. What's his name? So he's your kid? He frowned.
But he quickly realized that he was here today just to make that guy Meng Lang give up and give up.
Turning to look at Meng Lang, he smiled and saw that he showed no sign of anger.
“That’s right, uncle, I am the ‘boyfriend’ Meng Lang that Haitang calls you!”
Hey! Don't add attributive words randomly!
Why did you suddenly become your boyfriend!
Seeing that Lin Haitang's face was slightly unnatural, but he still had no intention of refuting, Father Lin's face immediately darkened.
"Don't get close to me like this. Who is your uncle? Don't think that I don't know what your kid is planning.
I can tell you, with my daughter's condition, how many young people Talents are lining up to chase her, what kind of looks and family background are they looking for?
Can you afford a house after working in a big city for a lifetime?
Can you give her happiness? Can..."
"Click!" There was a slight sound of the lock opening.
"Uncle, I didn't know what you liked before I came here, so I brought you a little greeting gift. It's a trivial thing, but it's not respectful."
"Gudong~" The sound of swallowing saliva.
After a while...
"Oh! Xiao Meng, you are so polite. When my uncle saw you just now, I felt that you are talented and friendly!"
< br>
"Haha! Uncle, thank you. When I saw your uncle, we felt like we were old friends at first sight!"
"That's right! We felt like old friends at first sight!"
"Uncle, look at the matter between Haitang and I... "
"I agree! It's such an age. You guys are so talented and beautiful, how could I disagree!"
"Thank you, uncle!"
Lin Haitang: "..."
Her expression was extremely strange, and she watched helplessly as things developed gradually deviating from the original script...
At this moment, the style of the scene changed suddenly, from "you boy" to "you boy" suddenly He became a friendly "Xiao Meng", who went from tense to tense and suddenly became happy and happy.
Nothing else, just because the suitcase that has been opened in front of Father Lin...
It is full of wads of cash...
< br>
Lin Haitang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
[When a person has difficulty communicating, it is often because he has not found the most effective way to communicate...]
So...
Is this what you call communication method? ! (End of this chapter)