The unparalleled talent of the country started from Harbin Institute of Technology

The plane sliced ​​through the sky and took off smoothly. In the distance, another plane roared past. This is the bustling Beijing International Airport.

Half an hour later, a plane slowly descended from the sky and soon landed at Beijing Airport.

Wang Duoyu, along with Liu Xiaoli and her daughter Bai Doufu, got off the plane, took a car, and headed straight to their home in Zhongguancun.

Their family owns houses in Beijing, Guangzhou, Shanghai, and other places, and they have people regularly cleaning them, which is much more convenient than staying in a hotel.

Home is home, a hotel is a hotel; they are completely different.

That evening, inside a large courtyard house with relatively classical and solemn decorations within the Second Ring Road, Wang Duoyu met Zhu Ling, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, in a private room.

Her appearance caused Liu Xiaoli's face to stiffen for a moment, but she quickly recovered and stepped forward with a smile.

"Sister Ling, you're here! Come in and sit down. Eldest brother, you really are something else! Why didn't you tell your dad beforehand that your aunt was coming? We didn't prepare anything."

The following sentence was said to Wang Junhong.

Zhu Ling was someone he brought with him.

Tonight is a family dinner. Zhu Ling hasn't sat down to eat with Wang Duoyu and his family for a while. Coincidentally, she's also in Beijing and happens to be on vacation, so they're getting together.

"Xiaoli, don't blame Xiaohong. It was my own idea. We haven't seen each other for a long time," Zhu Ling said with a smile, but a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

The two women were just "plastic sisters" to begin with. On the surface, they seemed to have a good relationship and even held hands, appearing very close.

But when they spoke, they were quite polite, lacking the casualness and naturalness of real sisters.

Liu Xiaoli has been a full-time housewife for many years, but her acting skills are not bad. She can certainly pull off a fake smile.

If it were just her and Zhu Ling, or even if Wang Duoyu were added, Liu Xiaoli probably wouldn't have acted in it.

But with Wang Junhong, Bai Doufu, and the other kids around, she naturally had to be mindful of the impact.

Otherwise, if a rift develops between her and Wang Junhong, their future interactions will likely be very awkward.

Even though she now has four children, Wang Jun'an, Wang Jun'kang, Wang Qianqian, and Bai Doufu, Wang Duoyu absolutely will not allow anyone to disrupt the harmonious atmosphere of the family.

Therefore, even though Liu Xiaoli harbored many grievances against Zhu Ling, she could only keep them to herself and dared not easily reveal them.

After all, if she dared to do that, she might actually push Wang Duoyu towards Zhu Ling.

Wang Duoyu simply smiled and nodded to Zhu Ling as a greeting, then waved to the restaurant manager and began ordering.

The courtyard they lived in was a large courtyard, with four courtyards deep and two side courtyards on the east and west sides, making it quite spacious.

This restaurant is called Fengzeyuan. It used to be quite famous, and although it is still famous now, it's not that great anymore.

It's simply because there are so many delicious restaurants in Beijing these days.

Liuquanju, Jingcheng Hotel, Quanjude, State Guesthouse, Donglaishun, Qingyunlou, etc. are all very famous restaurants in Beijing, and many of their dishes are well-known throughout the country.

Today, Wang Duoyu came to Fengzeyuan and ordered Tan Family Cuisine, which is mainly seafood, the kind of food that only high-ranking officials and nobles could afford in the past.

When it comes to food, Wang Duoyu isn't particularly picky; he's fine as long as there's something to eat. But occasionally, he can enjoy some really good food.

For example, the toothfish he caught while deep-sea fishing in Antarctica was a real delicacy.

"Dad, what is braised sea cucumber with scallions?"

Just after ordering, Bai Doufu looked up and asked a question, to which Wang Yifei, sitting next to her, immediately replied with a smile:
"White tofu, you're asking me? I know!"

She and her two older brothers, Wang Jun'an and Wang Jun'kang, only arrived this morning. Because it's the weekend, her mother called, so they came from Harbin.

Although she just went to XJ for a trip during the May Day holiday, she should be busy recording an album.

But of course she wouldn't miss the chance to come to the capital for a visit.

"Big sister, do you know what? You wouldn't lie to a child, would you?"

puff!

The little guy's joke about lying to a child instantly brightened the atmosphere in the private room.

To be honest, with this little guy, White Tofu, around, there's bound to be plenty of fun.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhu Ling suddenly asked:
"Sisi, I heard from your older brother that you're recording your second album recently. How's it going? What are some good songs?"

Zhu Ling was originally a member of the entertainment industry, and her early work on "Journey to the West" had a great influence on Wang Yifei.

Or rather, Zhu Ling did play a positive guiding role in Wang Yifei's desire to become an actress or singer.

"Auntie, I'm almost done recording."

Wang Yifei smiled and said:
"The songs on this album are all of very high quality; my dad helped me arrange them. Now, let me sing for you, Auntie."

Like her older brother, she called Zhu Ling "Big Mom," and even Wang Jun'an and his brother did the same.

Although Zhu Ling didn't appear in their lives very often from childhood to adulthood, their older brother called her "Big Mom," so they couldn't very well call her "Auntie," could they?

It's just a title; it doesn't mean anything.

Liu Xiaoli couldn't stop it either; all she needed to do was make sure that Zhu Ling didn't meet with Wang Duoyu much, especially not privately.

Whenever Wang Duoyu went out on a business trip or went into seclusion to conduct experiments, she would keep an eye on Zhu Ling's movements in addition to watching Wang Duoyu.

Now that so many years have passed, if Wang Duoyu and Zhu Ling really show signs of rekindling their old flame, or if they are still passionately in love, then Liu Xiaoli couldn't possibly be unaware of it.

Sing if you want to sing, and sing it loud!

Even if no one applauds for me

At least I can
Courageous self-appreciation

Wang Yifei quickly finished singing a short section a cappella, then looked expectantly at Zhu Ling, hoping for some positive praise.

The latter did not disappoint her, showering her with compliments, which immediately made Wang Yifei overjoyed.

Wang Duoyu, who had been smiling the whole time, shook his head almost imperceptibly. This little guy had been fooled without even realizing it.

Judging from Wang Yifei's a cappella performance just now, she's only slightly better than a professional actor, roughly in the lower-middle range of the average professional singer, and far behind the top singers.

However, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her future was bright.

Bai Doufu clapped enthusiastically, her big eyes darting around, then she got off the stool and let her father hold her. She then sweetly expressed that she wanted to sing too.

"Dad, find me a song, I want to sing it too."

"Okay, Daddy wants you to sing. Get ready, let's begin!"

Wang Duoyu didn't refuse, but what he said immediately was "Two tigers, two tigers love to dance."
puff!

The private room was once again filled with joy.

Liu Xiaoli, Zhu Ling, and Wang Yifei were among those who laughed the most.

Although Bai Doufu is young, she is not stupid. Of course she has learned the children's song "Two Tigers" because she used to sit in on classes at kindergarten.

She huffed at everyone, then grabbed her father's neck and shook him violently.

"Dad, I don't want songs like that. I want songs like my older sister's. I want to sing too."

"But you're still too young to sing songs like this. Why don't you ask your older sister to teach you and see if you can learn these songs?"

"No, I want my dad to teach me."

When the little guy started to act cute, Wang Duoyu couldn't resist and immediately surrendered.

After racking his brains for a while, he suddenly thought of something and said to the little guy with a smile:

"Dad, there really is a song that's perfect for you. Come on, Dad will teach you to sing it. 'Plant a seed in your heart, da la dila dila, it can grant little wishes, it has magical powers, I heard every child wants it.'"

At first, Liu Xiaoli and the others didn't pay much attention, thinking that Wang Duoyu was teasing Bai Doufu again.

As a result, Wang Duoyu quickly sang out this song of courage, a complete song, which naturally left Liu Xiaoli and the others speechless.

Especially Wang Yifei, after all, she has already released an album, and her ability to appreciate and discern songs is very strong.

The nursery rhyme her father sang was actually quite interesting.

After her father finished singing, she couldn't help but say:
"Dad, can I have this song?"

"No, this is mine, Dad gave it to me!" Bai Doufu immediately shouted angrily at her older sister, just like an enraged little hen.

No one expected Bai Doufu to act this way suddenly. Even Wang Duoyu was startled. He quickly hugged Bai Doufu again, comforted her for a few moments, and then said to Wang Yifei:

"How old are you? Fighting with your sister over things? Besides, this song really isn't suitable for you. Even though you're about the same age, singing this song won't be good for your future." "Anyway, forget about it. This song is for your sister. You're all grown up now; the songs you should sing in the future should be more youthful, not children's songs!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yifei immediately became unhappy.

However, Liu Xiaoli and the others nearby were not to be trifled with, so of course they would help persuade them.

Fortunately, the waiters at Fengzeyuan had already started serving the dishes, so we just ate and drank, and put the singing aside for the time being.

After dinner, Liu Xiaoli actually went out with Zhu Ling, taking Wang Yifei and the others with her. Only Wang Duoyu went to the Wenjin Street compound by himself.

His trip to Beijing this time was not simply to have a meal with the children, but to chat with the leaders of the Wenjin Street compound.

He walked into the courtyard and waited for about ten minutes.

The secretary then informed the leader that there was time available, but only half an hour.

Wang Duoyu went inside, and the leader had already prepared tea.

"Professor Wang, this is freshly arrived pre-rain Longjing tea. Please try it."

"Thank you, leader!"

There are very few people in the whole country who can have tea personally poured by a leader.

The secretary was surprised to see this, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she closed the door and left.

After all, Wang Duoyu is the leading figure in China's scientific community, so it's normal for him to receive such treatment.

Half an hour later, Wang Duoyu came out of the office with a smile.

This time, his conversation with his superiors mainly revolved around the Kosovo War.

After all, a few days ago, the Americans sent B-2 Spirit bombers to drop five bombs on the Yugoslav embassy, ​​although all five bombs were intercepted and the Spirit bombers were destroyed.

However, it is important to understand that intercepted bombs still explode in the air, resulting in a greater deterrent effect and a wider range of destructive power.

In conclusion, we avoided casualties among our embassy staff, but the number of civilian casualties in Yugoslavia surged dramatically.

This matter was nothing to Wang Duoyu; he didn't even need to care about it.

But the leaders can't ignore it.

After briefly explaining the matter, Wang Duoyu left without any hesitation.

On the other side, at Xidan Shopping Mall, as night fell, the streets were still bustling with people and cars.

Xidan has always been one of the more prosperous commercial centers in Beijing, along with Wangfujing, Qianmen Street, and now Chaoyangmen and Jianguomen, all of which have also become relatively prosperous commercial centers.

Liu Xiaoli and Zhu Ling walked and talked, while Wang Yifei and the other children played and laughed ahead.

Looking at Wang Jun'an and his three siblings, Zhu Ling felt very envious. If she hadn't divorced Wang Duoyu back then, perhaps she would have had several children with him as well.
Unfortunately, she misjudged the situation.

"Mom, do you want to eat this?"

Just then, Bai Doufu suddenly brought over a bowl of beef soup with fermented rice and angelica root, and offered it to her mother in a fawning manner:
"Mom, you should try it, it's very delicious!"

"Mom doesn't want to eat, you can eat it."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and declined, her voice very gentle, but Bai Doufu seemed determined, thinking that her bowl of fermented rice wine and angelica beef soup was very delicious and really hoped that her mother could try it.

However, her mother still politely refused.

Seeing her pouting and looking unhappy, Wang Yifei walked over with a smile:
"White tofu, see? I told you Mom didn't like this stuff, but you didn't believe me. Do you believe me now?"

"But why doesn't Mom like to drink it? It's such delicious beef soup."

She thought it tasted good because she had never had it before, and she couldn't drink too much of it.

"Because there's alcohol in it, and Mom wants a younger brother or sister, so she can't drink alcohol."

"Oh!"

The little guy gave an unhappy "oh" and quickly forgot about it. After all, children's tempers can change in an instant.

Zhu Ling, who was standing next to her, was stunned when she heard this, and her smile froze.

After a while, she looked at Liu Xiaoli and asked with a forced smile:

"Xiaoli, are you pregnant again? Does he know?"

If she remembers correctly, Liu Xiaoli is already forty years old this year, right?

While it's true that it's not impossible to have children at forty, it's extremely difficult to continue having children at this age.

Moreover, Zhu Ling still remembered that when Liu Xiaoli and Wang Junkang were together, they almost ended up on their deathbeds.

She later had two more children, Wang Yifei and Bai Doufu. Now, several years later, she is going to have another child.
Does Liu Xiaoli think of herself as an old sow?
Or did Wang Duoyu force Liu Xiaoli to have a child?

Thinking of this, Zhu Ling suddenly became breathless. If she remembered correctly, Wang Duoyu really liked children, and she could have children too.

If something were to happen to Liu Xiaoli this time, wouldn't that mean Zhu Ling could take advantage of the situation?

"No way, Sister Ling, don't listen to children's nonsense."

Liu Xiaoli blushed, glared angrily at Wang Yifei, and then explained to Zhu Ling.

She denied it outright, not because she was scared, but because she didn't want to cause any further trouble.

The matter of her having a child with Wang Duoyu is still undecided, and she is not pregnant yet.

Even if she was pregnant, she needed to be extremely careful during the first three months, so she didn't want anyone else to know.

Otherwise, even though her body has recovered, if she were to have an unplanned abortion, it would cause significant damage to her health, and she would likely be unable to conceive again.

Therefore, she had no choice but to be cautious.

Even though she and Zhu Ling have a good relationship, it's all superficial. Their friendship is just a facade, nothing more.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling smiled and nodded, but only she knew how genuine that smile was.

That evening, back in her own bedroom, after lying down, the image of Wang Duoyu appeared in her mind, and she quickly recalled Wang Yifei's words from before.

After much thought, she finally sighed.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Now, there's no going back.

On the other side, in the master bedroom of the north-facing room in courtyard number 87 on Zhongguancun West Street.

Liu Xiaoli lay there, her face flushed, and then kicked Wang Duoyu:
"Get over here, stop lying face down, and give me your pillow."

Wang Duoyu sat up silently and placed the pillow under her bottom:
"Are you serious? I've already told you that it's not a good time for you to get pregnant, why are you so stubborn?"

"It's none of your business!" Liu Xiaoli glared at him. "Anyway, I'm happy to do it, so you just have to cooperate. Also, you can't tell anyone about this. You're not allowed to say a word until I'm pregnant, understand?"

The couple lived together day and night, so Wang Duoyu would definitely know if she didn't have her period.

So concealing the pregnancy is simply a matter of being prepared for the worst.

"Alright, I got it. Do whatever you want. I can't be bothered with you. I'm going to sleep."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, Wang Duoyu simply gave up.

It's been several months, and she's still the same, so he's too lazy to say anything more.

Some people just love to keep hitting a brick wall and aren't afraid of dying.

Although Liu Xiaoli is his woman, he cannot control her thoughts.

Besides, if he doesn't cooperate on the matter of having a child, anything Liu Xiaoli says will be meaningless.

After spending two days in Beijing, which was just the weekend, the family took a flight back to Harbin on Sunday afternoon.

After returning to Harbin, Liu Xiaoli became even more infatuated with him, pestering him every day.

However, once her period started, she began to distance herself again, and then she started counting down the days again.

She's gone 'crazy' in her quest to get pregnant, and she's even started to distrust Wang Duoyu, fearing that the food he gives her might contain birth control pills.

Wang Duoyu was speechless at her distrust. (End of Chapter)