48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng opened his eyes and found himself back in the bedroom. He remained in the position before entering the copy. He sat on the bed with his disc legs, the notebook holder on his knees, his arms suspended in the air, and held the position of pressing the mouse, although the page on the screen showed 404.

Zhang Heng looked at the starfish on the wrist of his eyes. In the previous copy, it also went home and became a popular Lego state. Good thing it finally returned to normal after coming out. The time displayed above was 00: 05, regardless of the extra 24 hours, it was only 9 minutes before he started playing.

Unlike previous copies, although there was a lot of fighting in this one, there was basically no tension. Besides Lego's painting style reasons, it was more of a vacation than an adventure because he could quit at any time.

However, after a year and a half in a world full of blocks, there was always an impulse to unravel something, which was a small side effect of this one.

After all, it's New Year's Eve, and although it's past midnight, it's more lively out there.

Fireworks and firecrackers have been banned in the city all these years, but by the end of the year, people couldn't help but put them away. After all, a lot of people hold the idea of not getting caught is what they earn.

It is difficult to sleep at this time, so Zhang Heng opened the door again.

Grandpa had gone back to the house, but his parents were still shaking their minds. Although the TV was on, nobody watched it. The two of them changed to play billionaire table games on the couch. The game box was bought by Zhang Heng in elementary school, but he had not played since elementary school. He put it with old clothes and stuff. The whole house was only turned over this time. It was intended to be donated to poor mountain children. I didn't think the two of them would play it first.

Zhang Mother's hands closed ten times and rocked up and down. In order to capture the good luck that passed a little longer, she also climbed on the back of the sofa and let the dice fall from the highest place. As a result, the two had to lie on the floor and look for the dice.

“Hey, you're out, are you finally done?” Mother Zhang looked up and saw Zhang Heng with a mysterious smile on her face.

“What's done? ”

“It's okay, I'm from this age too," said Father Zhang. "Everyone is a man. I understand you very well.

“Ha.” Zhang Heng finally knew what the two fairies were saying. They obviously misunderstood one of him to go back to the bedroom, and then locked the door in a series of moves, but Zhang Heng was also too lazy to explain to the two of them.

Then Zhang opened his hands to him, “Come on, the first hug of the New Year, to the most important person, our family tradition cannot be broken. ”

“When did we have this tradition in our family, I don't know how, and anyway, you haven't come back in the last two years, even if there is any tradition, it has already been broken.” Zhang Heng questioned.

“Well... it just occurred to me that from this year onwards, you can hug your grandfather when we are not here, and you can hug your girlfriend when you have a girlfriend. Although technically you may not be able to keep walking, gradually becoming a stranger, at least at that moment she is your most important person, isn't she?” Zhang Mother Dao.

“Don't be so handsome as to deliberately say something serious that you don't even know what it means.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Ha ha ha, it's my son, it was seen through at a glance, you see, I've been messing around here to give you a hug, can't you take the initiative? ”

Zhang Heng heard that he had to go to his mother.

“Well... don't you have to wash your hands first?” Just as the two of them were about to hug each other, Mother Zhang suddenly said.

“ ………… ”

“Just kidding, joking, not washing your hands is okay, I don't mind at all, after all, it's my own son. ”

Zhang Heng and his mother hugged him and his father hugged him.

“Excellent, now that we have a New Year's tradition in our family, you can pass this on to your son or daughter in the future, and your son or daughter can pass it on to his son and daughter in the next generation, maybe at some point in the future the whole world will have such a custom, it's handsome to think about... I can also be remembered as a founder, of course, if you can find a girlfriend, you can find it, right? ”

“Mind your own business.” Zhang Heng bent over, picked up the dice from under the sofa that the two of them couldn't find, and threw it on the table.

The dice jumped twice and eventually stopped on the table.

“Ah, it's six, it's six, it's the number I want the most, in which case all the shops on a street are mine.” Mother Zhang was excited.

“This doesn't count, it's Heng Heng's throw... you should throw it again.” Father Zhang objected.

“No, that's the choice of fate.” Mother Zhang bites.

If cheating is also a skill, Zhang Heng thinks someone's ability in this area has probably reached LV5.

Then Mother Zhang turned her head and said, "Come and play with me. It's only funny how many people are there. Anyway, it's so loud out there that I can't sleep. Forget it all night. There's a big bucket of Coke in the fridge, and the three of us can drink it while we play with the millionaires. ”

“There's nothing wrong with me. Can you two hold on?” Zhang Heng sat directly on the carpet.

“Cut, I was underestimated, and when I was up late catching up on my paper, you were just a cell in my body that hadn't split yet, and this time I showed you how I killed the Quartet in a game.” Mother Zhang was proud.

…………

It turned out to be the second inning, and someone who talked about it fell down first and fell on the couch, falling asleep despite the image.

Zhang Father removed the dice from her hand and a large, tightened toy bill. Zhang Heng went to the house and held a bed quilt to cover her. After that, the two of them packed up the scattered desktop and split the rest of the cola.

“Hasn't anything happened lately?” When cleaning up the living room, Father Zhang suddenly asked.

“What exactly do you mean? ”

“In all respects, affection, learning, life, health…" Zhang Fatton, “and you suddenly asked about Greenland and Mr. Tame earlier. ”

“But you don't seem to want to talk much about Greenland's scientific activities. ”

“Yeah," Zhang Father touched his hair, "because nothing really happened... you know, there were glaciers everywhere, leaving me the impression besides cold or cold. ”

“Yeah.” Zhang Heng nodded.

After that, they were silent for a while and couldn't find anything to talk about.

“I guess… I'm probably not very good at lying.” Father Zhang was a little embarrassed.

“You've never been a good liar.” Zhang Hengdao, "but don't worry, if you don't want to say anything, don't worry. ”

“Maybe next time, after a while, we can talk about this, just you and me, our father and son, are you planning on coming to Europe for the summer vacation, and I can recommend you some great attractions or bars. ”

“Sounds good. We'll talk about it later.” Zhang Hengdao, “I went back to bed too. Should I keep the light for you? ”

“Just keep it. I'll turn it off myself for a while. Good night, son. ”

“Good night, Dad.” Zhang Heng pulled open the door.