The cicadas keep chirping in the scorching summer, especially in the sultry afternoons when the mother and her four children squeeze into the pharmacy to work, inevitably getting soaked through.
"Alright, you all go sleep for a bit, leave this to Mom."
May 1st immediately shook his head, "Letting you busy yourself here alone while we, your sons, go rest, is too unfilial. No way, just thinking about how hard my mom works makes my heart ache."
Zhou Jiao chuckled at her youngest son who was all talk, "Really not going? You’re working for free without earning money, you know."
"What can I do, being your son isn’t easy. Being a dutiful son especially to a spendthrift mother is even harder."
Zhou Jiao laughed threateningly, "Spendthrift?"
"Hehe, just a slip of the tongue. Mom, who are you, standing tall in ideals, serving the people genuinely not just in words, I’ve always been proud of you."
Ping’an chimed in from the side, "What’s the real cost, how much in labor fees?"
"Brother, are we really brothers?"
"No, you were picked up from the hospital!"
May 1st stretched his neck, turning his face towards him, "Look at this face, this is the truth."
"What truth? The truth is Liu Yi never stops moving while you never stop talking, are we really brothers?"
"Who’s the baby of the family, who else but me? Haven’t you heard to respect the old and love the young, you should give way to your younger brother."
Liu Yi looked up and rolled his eyes, "Your face?"
"Can a face be eaten?"
"You’ve lost your bottom line."
"Oh, there is a line, it’s just the scale of the bottom line has been adjusted back a bit at times."
"I understand, planning to be shameless to the end."
"You always speak so sharply, does your old man know?"
Zhou Jiao was amused by the exchange among her three sons, laughing insightfully and being careful not to bow her head so the medicinal powder wouldn’t scatter everywhere.
She didn’t stop the kids’ unusual emotional exchanges, just listened merrily to them banter. Well, she’s decided, later she’ll brew more sweet water, talking a lot won’t make them thirsty.
When Zhang Guoqing came in, hearing the laughter, he couldn’t help but smile, his inner anxiety of the past days diminished somewhat.
Especially thinking of not only his eldest son but also the pair of younger ones, who somehow, in just three months, accidentally made some technological modifications while messing around with engines. If it weren’t for now being unsuitable to show off, he’d love to announce this technical innovation to the world.
This differs from the experimental work he and his wife do at school; they achieved new heights just using primitive configurations and a waste generator.
There’s also Zhou Jiao abroad, who discovered that a certain country has developed and tested transistor integrated circuits. Though immature in technology, she once bought back plenty of components and modules for the fun of it, especially in wireless communication.
Though he knows that a Big Brother will appear in the future, he can’t quite remember which nation will make it first. Even if he knew, it wouldn’t be useful.
Firstly, there are no conditions for it, secondly, later others will make one too, he has no need to learn to butcher the pig just to eat the meat. But he’s interested in making a few walkie-talkies.
Yet busy and busy, plus worrying about too many things, haha, he doesn’t admit he enjoys reaping the benefits... But who knew that the pair of young sons, hearing a casual comment from him, started fixating on walkie-talkies.
Turns out, they actually made one, albeit rather ugly-looking, but compared to existing walkie-talkies, it’s much smaller.


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