48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng bent over, picked up that photo from the foot, unlike the other photos in the album, which were stuck in the album and were not fixed, which is why it slipped out.

Unlike other photographs, this photograph is clearly closer to the date it was taken.

This is a photograph of more than twenty people in the whole photograph, who should look like an organization, all wearing thick warm clothes, waterproof clothes, hats, snow boots, heavily armed, standing on a glacier, and dozens of sleigh dogs next to them.

Zhang Heng glanced at his father and mother in the crowd. They both looked very young, standing in the first row against the left. His father made a V gesture against the camera, while his mother busily stuffed the snow grabbed from the ground into the collar of the former, both smiling brightly.

However, Zhang Heng's eyes stopped on the person on the far right of the second row.

Zhang Heng's pupil contracted so hard that he actually saw the Tang suit weirdo who gave him an extra 24 hours in this photograph, and the latter appeared in this photograph, and at this time he looked almost no different in appearance from the first time he met Zhang Heng later.

But he no longer wore that seemingly uneven tang costume, which was a normal European outfit, and he looked low in the photograph and stood behind the others, because he was not tall and half his face was blocked, and he looked at the others with a smile.

Zhang Heng swept the date in the lower right corner of the photo, which was taken seventeen years ago, when he was supposed to be over a year old.

“Oh," Grandpa put on his old glasses again, "this photograph was supposed to have been taken on the last research project they were involved in before returning home, in Greenland, where the coldest temperatures were said to reach 70 degrees below zero, where someone found an ancient relic or something, a large part of which was related to ancient mythology, and your parents were invited and rushed over. ”

“How'd it go?” Zhang Heng asked.

“I don't know, I never cared about this divine nagging thing. In fact, I objected to it when your mother chose a profession, but she was very interested in this strange story and legend and other things since childhood, when your grandmother stood with her, and it was harder to convince two women than one. Good thing they took you home after the project, I thought they'd settle down and choose a peaceful life, but two years later they left again, and when you were a parent, you'd know that your children, they always wanted the outside world. ”

“Can I take this picture?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Of course, but when your parents come back to tell them that I still have a lot of other pictures of them,” Grandpa looked at the sweet smile on the photo and finally closed the photo album in his hand, "let's put the memories aside, finish the work at hand first, there are too many places to clean, luckily, when you come back early, I knew those two must be hopeless. ”

“Okay.” Zhang Heng put away the photo and then pointed at the bb machine beside him and asked, "Do you want more of this? ”

“Well, your grandmother gave it to me, and I have a special box collection of what she gave me, and I'll find out where to put it. ”

…………

The two of them were busy in the morning until the evening before finishing the study, master bedroom and bathroom, in addition to two more bedrooms and the kitchen, the most troublesome big head.

The next morning, Zhang Heng turned over a small piece of land in the backyard, so that next year, when the weather warmed up a little, something could be planted. His skilled grandfather looked a little surprised, "What, does the university still know the activities in Qingxiang? ”

Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders, took the hot water from Grandpa and took a sip.

Looking at the land he had turned over, it used to take him an hour and a half to turn over such a small area, but now it only took half an hour to get it done, and it worked better than before, he didn't intentionally practice farming and other skills, technically it was just a small hobby of his.

But whenever he eats it, it's a human enduring quest, so he did spend some time cultivating it in the previous desert island survival and later copies of the black sail, although it's just LV0 skills, but it's enough for him.

“It's going a lot faster than I thought, so I'll be almost done by tomorrow morning. ”

The doorbell rang as they spoke.

Zhang Heng wore the old clothes when she rolled over. The shoes were covered in dirt, so she had to open the door by Grandpa. Outside the door was a young woman, a resident of the door. Her brows had a certain color of anxiety, and Grandpa said something. The latter's expression also got serious and nodded.

The young woman thanked her repeatedly and later led a little girl here.

“Old Chen fell on his leg while shopping outside, the rest of his family didn't know, only his daughter-in-law and little granddaughter, his daughter-in-law sent his little granddaughter to us for half a day, she had to go to the hospital to take care of old Chen, Tian Tian, remember, you had a summer vacation in high school she always followed you. ”

Grandpa made a brief introduction for the two of them, "Tian Tian, do you remember Brother Zhang Heng? ”

Little girls, however, are admitted, and the rumors shrink behind their mothers.

“Anyway, I'm counting on you.” The young woman is grateful.

“Rest assured, I've been watching her grow up, she's here just like her own home, by the way, is Chen okay? ”

“The fall was not heavy, but he had been a bit osteoporotic, so it was expected to take some time. The hospital had been rushing me. I was going to go first. Tian Tian brought her homework so she could write her homework. ”

“Okay.” Grandpa nodded and said nothing more, sending the young woman Tian Tian to the coffee table before moving her stool to write her homework there.

Zhang Heng, on the other hand, continued to stay in the backyard to deworm the worm Gui Tree. He just hung up the drip and received a message from Ding Si.

The two people met in the auction copy, kept each other's contact information. Although Zhang Heng rarely deals with other players, he does not exclude a chamber of commerce like Fulou, who can provide him with points redemption, as well as a service for the consignment of props without having to wait until the beginning of the auction. In addition, Fulou often sells some useful props or provides some useful information.