sinovels Chapter 5 Parents' Hearts
Chapter 5 Parents' Hearts
"..."
Lin Weiliang was momentarily speechless, but quickly realized that Zhang Xiali had probably already discovered Lin Dong's situation and was just waiting to see his reaction.
He remained silent for a while, but in the end he couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, becoming harder to control than an AK.
"I need to go back to the hospital later to monitor a set of data."
Lin Weiliang composed himself and said seriously, "Tell Xiaodong later that he can move anything in the study and take any books he wants, but dangerous things must be done under adult supervision."
As a researcher in the military industry, Lin Weiliang has heard of and even seen many geniuses.
Some children can disassemble and assemble complex machinery at the age of a few years old, while others enter the gifted youth program at the age of ten.
Although Lin Dong's current abilities are astonishing, they have not yet exceeded his understanding.
As parents, it is certainly a pleasant surprise to see your child have talent.
However, compared to talent, he values the child's safety more.
"understood."
Zhang Xiali asked, "What time are you leaving?"
"Around eight o'clock, I'll go over after I finish showering."
Lin Weiliang responded and walked back to the study door. This time, he didn't linger at the door and went straight in.
"dad."
Lin Dong looked up and glanced at the scene, but didn't stop what he was doing.
"Um."
Lin Weiliang sat down next to him, looking at the nearly completed blueprints on the screen. He thought for a long time but didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only manage to utter a single sentence.
"For the horizontally rotating bearing housing, we can add another sealing groove. This will improve dust and water resistance for outdoor use."
"it is good."
Lin Dong responded, clicked on the part drawing of the bearing housing with the mouse, and added a label for the sealing groove on the cross-sectional view.
8:20 PM.
Lin Dong finished the last set of drawings and pressed the save shortcut.
The complete set of drawings includes one assembly drawing, twelve parts drawings, and a standard parts list. As long as they are printed out tomorrow and given to Xu Qingling's father, the project can be completed.
"Finished playing?"
Zhang Xiali saw Lin Dong stretch, jump off the chair, and walk over to look at the screen.
Although she couldn't understand the specific design of the blueprints, the dense mechanical lines and standard industrial style still made her eyelids twitch.
"Go take a shower first."
Zhang Xiali looked away: "Mom has something to ask you after you take a bath."
"I want to run my own bathwater, Mom. The water you filled is too hot," Lin Dong quickly raised his hand to speak.
Lin Weiliang and Zhang Xiali are excellent parents in every way, and they have been very open-minded and tolerant of his interests and hobbies since he was a child.
But they were overly cautious about the details of his life, as if he were a porcelain doll who would get sick from the slightest breeze or chill.
"Okay, you can run the water yourself. The towels are on the rack, and the clean clothes are in the basket above the washing machine." Zhang Xiali hesitated for a moment, glanced at the blueprints on the screen in the study, and ultimately said nothing.
"Yay!"
Lin Dong cheered and immediately rushed to the restroom.
Ten minutes later, Lin Dong came out of the shower, his hair still wet and sticking to his forehead.
Zhang Xiali used a hairdryer to dry his hair, asking as she did so, "What were you drawing on the computer just now?"
"Blueprints for a laser-guided turret."
Lin Dong replied in the tone of a primary school student, "I improved Dad's old laser device. The power can be used to kill mosquitoes, so Mom and you won't get bitten by mosquitoes."
However, I didn't have a turret that I could aim and control, so I designed one instead.
As for his talents, as long as his rebirth and soul vision were not revealed, Lin Dong never thought of hiding anything else from his parents.
After all, learning is not like cultivating immortality. If he wants to learn and improve, he is destined to rely on real-world knowledge and resources, and on the shoulders of predecessors.
Zhang Xiali paused for a moment while blow-drying her hair.
The laser needs some improvements...
The power is enough to swat mosquitoes...
An auto-aiming turret was designed...
Having been married to Lin Weiliang for so many years, and also working as an employee on the periphery of the Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) base, I can still sense the difficulty of some of the technical aspects.
It's fair to say that everything Lin Dong mentioned here is something that even an eight-year-old child might not be able to accomplish, let alone an eight-year-old.
However, Zhang Xiali didn't say anything, but earnestly relayed Lin Weiliang's words: "Your dad said that you can use anything in the study, and take whatever book you want to read."
But some dangerous things and dangerous experiments must be done with an adult present, understand?
"Know."
"Also, if you need anything, you can tell your parents."
"I'm thinking of giving the blueprints to Xu Qingling tomorrow and asking her to have Uncle Xu help me make some small parts, is that alright?" Lin Dong said, revealing his plan.
"Can."
Zhang Xiali thought for a moment and said, "I'll have your dad talk to your Uncle Xu about it tomorrow."
As she spoke, Zhang Xiali turned off the hairdryer, touched Lin Dong's now completely dry hair, picked him up and put him on the bed, then pulled up the mosquito net.
"Go to sleep, it's almost nine o'clock, you have school tomorrow."
Goodnight, Mom.
"Good night."
Zhang Xiali turned off the light, left the room, and gently closed the door behind her.
Early the next morning.
Lin Dong, carrying his improved laser device and the printed blueprints for the turret, was taken to school by Zhang Xiali as usual.
Upon entering the classroom, Xu Qingling was already seated. Her eyes lit up immediately when she saw Lin Dong come in.
"Lin Dong!"
The little girl jumped up from her seat, ran to Lin Dong, and stared at his bulging backpack: "Is your laser device finished?"
"It's done."
Lin Dong put down his backpack, unzipped it, and revealed the device inside, which had a rough appearance but a precise structure.
"Wow!!!"
Xu Qingling's exclamation was as loud as ever, attracting the attention of several children nearby. But this time, she learned her lesson and immediately covered her mouth, lowering her voice as she leaned closer: "Is this the laser that makes 'biubiubiu'?"
"right."
"I plan to use it to kill mosquitoes and become a laser mosquito killer."
Lin Dong took the laser device out of his bag and pulled out the stack of blueprints: "But we still need an aiming and control turret."
Xu Qingling looked at the stack of blueprints, the lines on them were dense and she couldn't understand a single word, but that didn't stop her from showing an expression of admiration.
"What should we do then?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday. Could you give the blueprints to your dad? Uncle Xu is a senior technician."
Looking at the girl's adoring eyes, Lin Dong suppressed a pang of guilt for deceiving a child and carefully placed the blueprints in front of Xu Qingling.
"Ask him if he can help make it? I'll have my dad pay for the materials."
"good!"
Xu Qingling agreed without hesitation, taking the blueprints and holding them in her arms with a solemn expression as if she had received some sacred mission.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, the city lights began to come on.
When Xu Qingling's mother, Zhou Xiaoyan, returned home after a gathering with friends, she saw Xu Ziming sitting on the sofa with a stack of blueprints on the coffee table in front of him. He seemed to have suffered some kind of blow and kept sighing.
"What's wrong? Did you step in dog poop today? You keep sighing like that."
Zhou Xiaoyan walked in and, looking at her husband, asked curiously, "Where's Qingling? Didn't she play games today?"
"They're already asleep."
Xu Ziming raised his head, his expression filled with sadness, and said, "Xiaoyan, it seems that our Qingling is siding with outsiders."
"What do you mean by siding with outsiders?" Zhou Xiaoyan didn't quite understand.
"This is the design drawing that Lin's son gave her..."
Xu Ziming pointed to the blueprints in front of him: "Qingling came back today, and she doesn't play games anymore."
As soon as she got back, she kept pestering me to help that kid make these parts. She even said she wouldn't call me "Dad" for three days if I didn't help...
As he continued, Xu Ziming's tone became so poignant that it would break anyone's heart, sounding like a pitiful old father whose beloved daughter was about to disown him.
"Pfft!"
Zhou Xiaoyan couldn't help but laugh and sat down next to her: "Last month, you made her sit obediently at the table during meals and not wander around, which made her throw a tantrum. She also said, 'Dad, I hate you.'"
Why didn't you react this way then? Those words were much more serious.
"This is different; that was between my daughter and me back then."
Xu Ziming explained, "But this time, it was because of a male classmate who said he wouldn't call me dad if I didn't help."
"You're jealous of a second-grade student now? What will you do when your daughter grows up and gets married?"
Zhou Xiaoyan was speechless. She picked up the drawings on the coffee table and flipped through a few pages: "So, these drawings were all drawn by Engineer Lin's son?"
"Yes, that's another reason why I sigh."
Xu Ziming sighed deeply: "Just now, Engineer Lin called and said that his son has been playing with lasers recently and asked me to help make a laser cannon according to the blueprints."
I've looked at these drawings; they're very standard mechanical design drawings.
"You know, other people's kids, at such a young age, can use CAD to design mechanical blueprints and make lasers, while our Qingling only cares about playing games all day long. How can the difference be so big..."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyan rolled her eyes: "Isn't this all because of you? You gave your daughter a game console for her third birthday, and you gave her a game console for her fourth birthday too."
"You can tell what a person will be like at three years old. You've been playing games with me since I was little, and now I'm definitely a game addict."
"Uh..." Xu Ziming paused for a moment, then said, "I already discussed with you about Qingling playing games and we agreed not to interfere."
We're all in this industry, and we understand that truly top talents are born that way. Cultivating talent is what it means to nurture someone who has it, but cultivating someone who doesn't is just creating tools.
Qingling's interests and talents lie outside of academics and scientific research.
Rather than forcing a child to suffer without achieving anything, it's better to let the child be happy and do something she enjoys.
"It just so happens that Chengdu has been paying more and more attention to the gaming and entertainment industry in recent years, so we're letting our child get a head start and ride the wave of this trend."
"Since that's the case, then stop lamenting."
Zhou Xiaoyan shoved the blueprints into Xu Ziming's hands: "Your daughter has already asked you for help, and Engineer Lin has also called to acknowledge this favor."
You can work a little harder tonight and finish these parts, so you can give them to the kids tomorrow when you have the day off.
Maintain this relationship well; who knows, one day this outstanding child from someone else's family might become your own outstanding child.
"To become the best child in our family..."
Xu Ziming paused, holding the blueprints, somewhat bewildered: "What do you mean?"
"Haven't you noticed that your daughter gets along better with Lin Dong at school?"
Zhou Xiaoyan stood up: "Our family and Engineer Lin's family both work at Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group. Our social circles won't change for the next twenty years. We grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and who knows what the future holds..."
What?
Xu Ziming's eyes widened suddenly, and then, as if he had thought of something, his right hand holding the blueprints unconsciously clenched into a fist!