This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

In the room, Wu Guoan froze when he heard his father's words.

This……

That's okay too?

The reason why Xiaofeng chose liberal arts out of his temper when choosing subjects, and abandoned the sciences he had agreed upon at the beginning, was it because of this?

Making things difficult for his grandfather with difficult science questions, trying to embarrass him?

In the end, he failed to make things difficult, played childish temper, and directly abandoned martial arts and followed literature?

Isn't this too weird?

Wu Guoan's expression was dull, revealing an inconceivable appearance.

"Hey!"

Wu Weizheng sighed again.

"In my life, I have been immersed in research for a long time, and I have forgotten how to deal with children."

"When you were young, I wasn't by your side, and it all depended on Xiao Lin to bring you three brothers up."

"When I come back, Xiaofeng will be this old."

"I didn't expect that what I thought was a harmonious relationship would end up being self-defeating."

"It's my fault, my fault."

Almost all of Wu Weizheng's life was dedicated to the national defense of the Dragon Kingdom.

Although it is not as outstanding as the 23 heroes of the two bombs and one satellite, if it were not for the dedication and dedication of Wu Weizheng and his group, the current national defense cause of Longguo would not be in such full swing.

They are like a screw on a precision instrument.

It may seem inconspicuous, but it is indispensable.

Even at critical moments, it can also play an unexpected role.

In scientific research, Wu Wei is professional, confident and powerful.

But when it comes to bringing kids?

Wu Weizheng was so unfamiliar again.

It seems to be more difficult than studying atomic bombs, hydrogen bombs, and nuclear submarines by yourself.

Such a strong contrast makes Wu Weizheng, who has already passed his seventy years, very helpless.

"Dad, I can't blame you for this."

Wu Guoan adjusted his mood, shook his head and said:

"We all know that Xiaofeng was the closest to my mother since he was a child. When his mother left, Xiaofeng cried very sadly."

"We know that this incident has hit Xiaofeng very hard."

"Even today, he is still bitter about you not coming back."

"If my mother hadn't told him before she left that she would be very sad if he didn't accept her grandpa, I guess Xiaofeng wouldn't be willing to live with you either."

"But it's not your fault."

"We all know that you have your own reasons."

"Xiaofeng is just in the throes of losing his grandma, so he can't understand you."

"I believe that in the near future, Xiaofeng will know everything you have done."

...

On the second day of Ching Ming Festival, Wu Guoan brought Wu Feng to the town to buy him some clothes, shoes and so on.

"Dad, are you leaving tonight?"

Wu Feng was walking on the street, feeling somewhat depressed.

Dad didn't get home until noon yesterday, and he has to leave again tonight.

It made him feel uncomfortable to be in such a hurry.

Wu Guoan smiled helplessly.

"Yeah, I just received a call today. I have to go back to deal with important matters in the unit, so I can only go back one day in advance."

After finally having a three-day Ching Ming holiday, Wu Guoan originally wanted to spend time with his son at home.

But there are some things that he can't control.

Wu Guoan was also very reluctant in his heart.

Wu Feng shrugged, "Okay."

"Isn't your Institute 712 a shipbuilding unit?"

"Is there anything that has to be done during the holidays?"

Wu Feng had heard from his parents before that their unit was the 712 Research Institute in Jiangxia.

Now that the Internet is so developed, Wu Feng has already learned about it online.

The 712 Research Institute belongs to the Longguo Shipbuilding Industry Group.

The scope of business includes research and development of marine electric propulsion devices, research and development of ship automatic control systems, electric power research and the like.

In Wu Feng's view, isn't it just a shipyard?

What big, important things can happen?

Can't wait for Ching Ming Festival?

Wu Guoan chuckled and said, "Xiaofeng, some things are not as simple as they seem on the surface."

"Boats, big and small."

"Small, like a flat boat."

"The big one is the sea fortress."

"Your mother and I, as well as thousands of colleagues, are all serving a big ship, so we can't be careless."

Wu Feng frowned, then raised his eyebrows again.

"Dad, you and mom are not building an aircraft carrier, are you?"

Wu Feng is not stupid.

What kind of shipbuilding industry, what kind of research institute, and what kind of sea fortress.

Isn't the answer ready to come out?

Wu Guoan raised the corner of his mouth, neither answering nor denying it.

Last night, he couldn't sleep after thinking about it.

The relationship between Xiaofeng and his grandfather has not made much progress.

They can't often educate and enlighten by their side.

Xiaofeng chose liberal arts and gave up science.

It is said that traps are set up in the school to tease the teachers.

If it weren't for the second brother who was far away in Zhonghai to help him say hello, he might have been expelled from the school long ago.

Ask Xiaofeng to transfer to Jiangxia, but Xiaofeng himself is unwilling.

All kinds of things made Wu Guoan toss and turn.

He wondered if there was any way to guide Wu Feng to the right path.

If Xiaofeng goes astray because of insufficient company and improper education of the husband and wife, then they will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.

After thinking about it, Wu Guoan planned to let his son know what they were doing within the scope permitted by the confidentiality regulations.

He hoped he could find a balance that would inspire his son's inner drive without involving divulging state secrets.

Wu Guoan has no other choice.

Wu Feng walked beside his father, seeing him neither affirming nor denying, how could he not know that this was the default?

His eyes widened, and an incomparably strong sense of pride and pride suddenly arose in his heart.

Mom and Dad, they actually built aircraft carriers?

No wonder I have been working overtime for so many years, and sometimes I may not be able to come back once a year.

When grandma was still alive, she always taught him to take a long-term view.

Now it seems that grandma already knew it?

Wu Feng didn't think about the aircraft carrier before, because his parents always gave him the impression that they were so ordinary, and they were not like those scientists on TV, who had achieved great success, wrote books, and achieved a lot of achievements.

He didn't know, how could any behemoth be made by one or two people?

The contributions of those meritorious scientists are not insignificant.

But the theory must be realized by someone before it can truly become a country's most important weapon.

On the vast land of Longguo, how can there be one or two grassroots scientific researchers like Wu Guoan and others whose names, origins, and contributions are not known at all?

This land has never lacked unsung heroes.

From ancient times to the present, it has always been like this.