Chapter 62 I can't understand at all

After a few hours of getting along with each other, with Feng Wan's efforts, the relationship between mother and son gradually became familiar with each other. Lin Hong was just a little unaccustomed to his mother's sudden return before, but he was extremely happy in his heart.

The mother and son haven't seen each other for a long time, and there are too many things to say in their hearts, but when they are face to face, they feel a little confused about where to start.

After dinner, Lin Changming and Feng Wan discussed the arrangement for the evening. Feng Wan asked to sleep with Lin Hong and asked Lin Changming to arrange a bed for her secretary Lu Fangfang.

And it is also inappropriate for Lin Hong to sleep at the waste acquisition station and let Xiao Lu sleep alone in Lin's house. Anyway, there are beds on the other side of the waste acquisition station, so Lin Changming went to the waste acquisition station to prepare with two quilts in his arms. If Sun Wu doesn't go back to Shuanghe Village to sleep today, let him sleep at Lin's house.

Feng Wan, Lu Fangfang and Lin Hong walked behind at the speed of walking.

"Xiao Hong, why didn't you sleep with your father?" Feng Wan began to introduce the topic. She also saw that her son was a little introverted, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to speak.

Lin Hong thought for a moment and said, "After Dad contracted the car and wood factory in the village, he was very busy all day long, and sometimes he didn't come at night; then it was convenient for me to learn martial arts from my master." In fact, there is another reason why he didn't say it, which is convenient for him to play radio at night. However, he was worried that his mother would blame himself for it, so he had reservations.

Feng Wan remembered the scene of her son washing clothes today and asked, "Do you help me cook, wash clothes and so on?"

Lin Hong hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "When Dad doesn't have time, I will help him do it."

"I wrote you a lot of letters. Why don't you reply to your mother? Do you blame your mother for not coming home for so many years?

Lin Hong was stunned.

Has mom been writing to me all the time? Why have you never seen it before?

Then he quickly figured out what was going on, his lips moved slightly, and he finally kept silent.

Feng Wan saw that her son seemed to be reluctant to talk anymore, so she didn't ask more questions.

However, after walking for a while, Feng Wan gradually found a detail. She found that Lin Hong's walking posture was a little awkward. Although it was very subtle, she did not hide her eyes.

"Xiao Hong, your walking posture is a little incorrect." Feng Wan immediately corrected. She thought it was because her son had not developed good habits since he was a child. "When your right leg steps forward, your knee should be straight, and you are a little inward now."

Lin Hong's body paused, and then he still didn't say anything and continued to move forward. It's not that he doesn't want to answer, but that it's really hard to say.

The problem with his right leg can be said to be the biggest problem in his heart. For this reason since he was a child, he didn't know how many peers laughed at him. Although the child's ridicule is just like a prank, and there is not much malice, the harm to his heart is indispensable.

He once felt very inferior, hated to communicate with others, and completely closed himself in his own small world. This situation did not change until he came into contact with the radio and followed his master to learn martial arts.

Practicing Xingyiquan, his ability to control his body bones and muscles is greatly enhanced, so as to forcibly correct the problem of his right leg, and finally reach the current level that others can hardly see if they don't pay attention to it.

But it is very difficult to go further. He has also asked Master this question. His master said that the problem with his leg is not a problem of the skin and flesh level. It is likely to involve nerve control. If he wants to correct this problem by practicing martial arts, he can't really solve this problem unless he can enter the level of physical strength.

When Feng Wan saw that her son didn't listen to her, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She opened her mouth and finally turned into a sigh. She was wondering to talk to Lin Changming about this later. The walking posture is incorrect. If it is not corrected in time, it will be difficult to correct it in the future. This is not a small matter.

Secretary Lu Fangfang didn't say anything all the way. She didn't know anything about the director before. This time they came to Lingnan Province to participate in a conference on the theme of international student exchange learning. After the meeting, Feng Wan found her and asked her to accompany her back to her hometown.

On the way to Dongling City, she heard Director Feng talk a little about some things about going to the countryside. It turned out that she had already got a family here and had a son. No wonder Director Feng has been saying goodbye to those pursuers for so many years. This is definitely news that shocked their whole unit.

Of course, Lu Fangfang will not be stupid enough to tell others about this. Director Feng asked her to accompany her. This is trust in her. What she has in mind is endless joy and gratitude. Seeing that the director's son didn't seem to pay much attention to her, she was also very anxious.

The director's son seems to have a lot of personality. She sighed in her heart.

When they arrived at the waste collection station, Lin Changming had already prepared the bed. Today, Sun Wu happened to go home to sleep. Lin Hong slept with his mother, and Lu Fangfang slept in Sun Wu's bed.

Lin Changming said a few words and then left. Although he also has a lot to say to his wife, it is obvious that this is not the most appropriate time.

The night in the countryside is dark, unlike the city, so whenever night falls, people in the countryside basically go to bed early. After the TV became popular, there was a little entertainment. Everyone gathered in the family with a TV set, sitting in front of the TV like a small video hall, watching wonderful TV series.

There is a TV set in the waste acquisition station, which is placed in Sun Wu's room, which makes Lu Fangfang a little overjoyed, because she has been fascinated by watching a TV series recently. She had a little regret before. She thought that if there was no TV in the countryside, she might miss a few episodes, but she didn't expect to .

Feng Wan accompanied Lin Hong to the former room of Lao Xu. As soon as she entered the door, she noticed a visit to the workbench in front of the window and the wooden frame of the radio station next to her.

Looking at her son walking slowly to the workbench, she began to clean up all kinds of electronic components and instruments that she could not name. Speaking from the bottom of her heart, she was deeply calmed down.

She did not ask, but began to observe carefully.

The things on the workbench are very complete. With her knowledge, she naturally knows that these are some necessary tools for electrician maintenance. There are also some disassembled semi-finished equipment on the table, such as several old radios, telephones, radio speakers, etc., and even a small black-and-white TV with most of the components removed.

What surprised her most was the equipment on the shelf next to her. Looking at the dense wires of various colors, it was obvious that the things on it did not work as well as those things on the workbench. She saw that this was a complete set of radio station equipment. Some time ago, when she inspected a key high school in the province, she saw a similar device.

There is a notebook next to the shelf. Feng Wan picked it up and looked through it. It recorded all kinds of English and numbers. She, who often receives foreign guests, is like reading a heavenly book. She only knows a few simple words, but does not know the specific meaning of their combination at all.

She looked back at her son, but saw that Lin Hong didn't know where to take out a box and put it on the workbench. Then she kept taking out the manuscript paper from the box. At the same time, she held a pen in her hand to record something on the other manuscript paper.

She walked over and was dumbfounded again. She couldn't understand what her son was writing at all.

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