Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

Lu Qinghuan was looking for someone and saw Jiang Yan and the others at a glance. He quickly waved at Jiang Yan and called out loudly.

Xia Fei and Xu Weiran, who were beside her, were arm in arm, still looking into the crowd, asking, "Where are you, where are you?"

Li Ming looked in the direction where Lu Qinghuan was waving, and nudged the person next to him, "Over here, what are you looking at over there?"

Lu Ze, who was yawning and felt like he hadn't gotten enough sleep, was poked by an elbow for no apparent reason. He reached into his coat and rubbed it, saying, "You poked the wrong person. Let me call them for you."

Then he reached out and grabbed Xia Fei's collar, pulled him over, and returned an elbow to Xia Fei.

Xia Fei immediately threw himself at Lu Ze, ready to fight back. The two struggled in the crowded crowd, attacking and defending each other. Li Ming quietly hid beside Xu Weiran, pretending it was none of his business.

"Stop it!" Lu Qingzhou was speechless. He grabbed his third brother's clothes and pulled him over to stand. "How old are you and how old is Xia Fei?"

Lu Ze clapped his hands and said, "I haven't finished high school yet. I'm still half a high school student. He's also a high school student. We're on equal footing and are the same age."

Lu Qingzhou: "..."

How come Lu Ze has come up with so many twisted ideas after not seeing him for half a year?

"Is this the Jiang Yan and her brother you were talking about?" In addition to the members of the scientific research team and Lu Qinghuan, there was also Lu Qingzhou, who was on vacation at home for the New Year, and Lu Qinghuan's father Lu Jiaming.

It was Lu Jiaming who asked this question.

Lu Qinghuan nodded, pulled her father's clothes and pointed at the people around Jiang Yan who were crowding over here, and said happily: "That's Jiang Yan's mother, Aunt Zhao."

How could Lu Jiaming not recognize her? He opened his mouth and asked, "Huanhuan, do you like Aunt Zhao very much?"

"Of course!" Lu Qinghuan nodded affirmatively. Of course she liked her. Although Zhao Fangfang only came back for one day last time and she didn't spend much time with Zhao Fangfang, she liked her since the beginning of the school year when Jiang Yan first called Canghai City.

The last time they met, Lu Qinghuan felt that Zhao Fangfang was worthy of being Yanyan's mother. She was beautiful and elegant, and she was also gentle and considerate.

Lu Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief. After Zhao Fangfang and the others came over, he took the initiative to greet Zhao Fangfang.

"Fangfang, this is Huanhuan, my eldest son, who is in college now."

"Ah?" Lu Qinghuan was a little confused and looked at Lu Qingzhou. Lu Qingzhou also raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Xiaowen examined Lu Jiaming, then greeted Lu Qingzhou: "Are you on vacation? When did you return to Liufeng? Why didn't I see you and Lu Qinghuan come to see Yanyan together?"

Lu Qingzhou said with some shame:

"After discussing it with my brother Lu Ze, I realized that he's now learning as well as I am from Jiang Yan. I can just discuss it with Lu Ze from time to time. I won't bother Jiang Yan for the time being. If he hadn't taken the college entrance examination, I would have wanted him to go to college with me."

Lu Ze, who usually seemed more mature in front of the high school teenagers in the scientific research team, seemed to have become a younger brother of about the same age as Jiang Yan and the others in front of Lu Qingzhou.

Jiang Xiaowen couldn't help but smile when he saw Lu Ze hanging out with Xu Weiran and the others in the back.

Zhao Fangfang took out two red envelopes from her bag and handed them to Lu Qinghuan and Lu Qingzhou, saying, "Here, this is the New Year's money I prepared for you."

Then he handed one each to Lu Ze, Xu Weiran, Li Ming and Xia Fei behind him.

Several people were startled and asked, "We have it too?"

Xia Fei took it sheepishly and put it in his pocket, saying loudly, "Happy New Year, Auntie!"

Then he took out a handful of various candies, biscuits and other snacks for Jiang Yan from his pocket and stuffed them directly into Jiang Yan's schoolbag.

Jiang Yan was used to the things Xia Fei brought with him, so she simply gave the schoolbag on her shoulder to Xia Fei.

So Xia Fei emptied his bulging pockets and took food from his schoolbag when he wanted to eat, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to walk with the food in his pockets.

"Happy New Year." Xu Weiran and Liming were not as familiar as Xia Fei. They were a little shy when they received the red envelope. After accepting it, they moved closer to Jiang Yan and took out the folded homework paper they brought with them from their pockets.

Lu Ze said Happy New Year and then came over: "Let me see what you want to ask Jiang Yan for the New Year..."

Lu Qingzhou was a little curious, no, to be precise, he was too curious. When he came back this time, he found that Lu Ze was like a completely different person.

Although Lu Ze is still lazy now and is still lazily at home, leaning while standing or lying down while sitting, he is obviously more energetic. He is lazy but full of vitality, which is different from his previous lifeless and decadent self.

Lu Qingzhou was not very surprised that his younger brother dropped out of school. Ever since he could remember, he felt that Lu Ze had no motivation to do anything. His family thought he was simply lazy, but Lu Qingzhou felt that Lu Ze was living one day at a time. He didn't know how to describe his brother's situation, because it seemed like it was innate.

Lu Qingzhou once said this to Lu Ze, but Lu Ze just lazily replied, "What do you know? This is what it means to live in the present moment."

Now Jiang Yan has actually changed Lu Ze, who "lives in the present", which is no less than turning a wooden man into a living person with a soul.

However, Lu Ze and the others just glanced at it, and soon the paper was put away by Jiang Yan.

It was obvious that something was wrong with Zhao Fangfang and Lu Jiaming. Apart from Lu Jiaming's enthusiasm, Zhao Fangfang introduced Lu Qinghuan and Lu Qingzhou to herself with a smile, and said, "Let's find a place to chat. There are too many people here, and it's hard to talk."

Lu Qinghuan looked at Zhao Fangfang, then at his father, and then went to Jiang Yan.

A few boys led the way and left. They found a private room in a restaurant and ordered a few small snacks for the teenagers to eat and have fun.

However, they were more willing to gather around Jiang Yan, flipping through the books Jiang Yan brought, eating some snacks in the bag, or the side dishes on the table, drinking some milk drinks specially provided by the restaurant, and then writing and drawing on the notebook and discussing in a low voice.

Jiang Yan can choose not to participate, but Lu Qinghuan and Lu Qingzhou cannot. Jiang Xiaowen also has to care about it. It is obvious that this matter is related to his stepmother.

At first, no one thought too much about it, but after thinking about it carefully on the way, they basically guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, when they got to the box, Lu Jiaming and Zhao Fangfang talked to each other about the situation and they became more clear about what was going on.

Lu Qinghuan probably never imagined that the stepmother Lu Jiaming wanted to marry her was Jiang Yan's mother, Aunt Zhao.

She thought Aunt Zhao was very nice, but when she thought about herself running away from home, she found it difficult to talk to her. At the same time, she looked at Jiang Yan, who seemed to be her younger sister all of a sudden. It felt a bit strange, but overall, Lu Qinghuan thought she was very nice.

It's better than marrying anyone else. She likes Zhao Fangfang and Jiang Yan. If they form a family, she will be Yanyan's real sister!

It's not just that they and Sister Mianmian recognized each other at the same time, but they are a real family!

Lu Qingzhou glanced at Lu Qinghuan, then at Jiang Yan: "I don't have any objection. It's not me getting married, and I'm already in college, so it won't affect me much. I don't think Huanhuan has much of an objection either. You can decide for yourselves."

Lu Qinghuan chuckled: "Of course I have no objection!"

She moved closer to Jiang Yan, took Jiang Yan's arm, leaned on Jiang Yan's shoulder and said, "If it were anyone else, I might have an opinion, but if it were Jiang Yan, I'd love it!"

Jiang Yan tilted her head to glance at her and whispered, "Let go first, I'm busy."

Lu Qinghuan was holding her right hand. Just as she was about to write something, her left hand had already opened the notebook, and her slender and beautiful fingers flattened the creases on the paper of the exercise book.

Lu Qinghuan let go of her hand, then touched the candy in her schoolbag. He glanced at Lu Ze beside him and said, "When are we going to the supermarket? Third brother, are you guys going to do your homework here?"

Lu Ze shrugged: "Don't ask me, ask them."

"How about Dad and Aunt Zhao chat here, and we'll leave after Yanyan finishes writing?" Lu Qinghuan suggested.

Lu Jiaming looked at Zhao Fangfang and said, "I just want to tell you that we adults don't have anything else to talk about. Why don't we wait until they finish their homework before leaving?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Yan, then at the boys beside Jiang Yan who were leaning over to watch her write, and at Lu Qinghuan who was lying next to Jiang Yan eating candy.

The girl in his memory who hardly looked at him and rarely responded to his words every time they met was now surrounded by people like the moon surrounded by stars.

It's true that things change so quickly.

Zhao Fangfang naturally had no objection to this. In fact, she especially liked watching Jiang Yan, Xia Fei, Xu Weiran, Lu Ze and Liming studying together. This made her realize that Jiang Yan integrated into the crowd in her own way.

Young friendships are the most precious.

After Jiang Yan and his team finished their work, the group set off.

Jiang Yan quietly pulled Zhao Fangfang to the back. In fact, everyone noticed it and walked in front on purpose. Even Lu Jiaming, who originally wanted to follow Zhao Fangfang at the end, walked in front to leave room and space for the two of them.

Lu Qinghuan probably noticed their actions, smiled at Zhao Fangfang embarrassedly, and then asked:

"Aunt Zhao, when are you planning to marry my dad?"

Zhao Fangfang straightened Lu Qinghuan's braided pigtails, adjusted her clothes, and said,

"Auntie, let me tell you the truth. At my age, it doesn't matter whether your father and I get married or not. What matters is that you and Yanyan are good friends."

"At least I won't have such plans in the next few years. Business in Canghai City is very busy, and Yanyan is about to take the college entrance examination, which will make it even busier. In fact, you may not be happy to hear what I say. The years when Auntie needed someone to accompany her the most were when I first arrived in Canghai City and your father was by my side. The time when your father and I were most likely to get married has passed, and it is hard to say what will happen in the future. Now everything is getting better, and Yanyan is more sensible. Sometimes it seems like she needs someone around her, but most of the time when she is busy, there is actually no shortage of people who must be around."

Lu Qinghuan was silent for a moment. She thought they might get married after the Chinese New Year. After all, it was a second marriage, and it was said that it wouldn't be very troublesome.

He also thought it would be around the middle of this year. In any case, in Lu Qinghuan's opinion, Zhao Fangfang and Lu Jiaming's marriage would definitely not be far away, after all, no one objected.

However, I didn’t expect that once you miss the best and most appropriate time for some things, they may lead to a different situation.

"I'm sorry. I ran away from home without asking my father clearly." Lu Qinghuan suddenly felt a little guilty. She felt that she could imagine what kind of situation Zhao Fangfang was in when she was alone with Jiang Yan in Canghai City and needed her father by her side.

Perhaps when she didn't know, her father Lu Jiaming gave a lot of support to the mother and daughter, especially to Aunt Zhao in front of her.

Zhao Fangfang sighed. "You're not wrong. Neither you nor Yanyan are wrong. You've suffered. Don't run away from home again next time. The world outside is very dangerous. You're still young and can't tell good from bad."

Lu Qinghuan nodded seriously, then thought of what Zhao Fangfang had just said and asked curiously:

"So do you still like my dad?"

This time, Zhao Fangfang was silent for a moment, then took her hand and walked a few meters behind the group in front, saying with a smile:

"Huanhuan, do you think I like it or not? Adults' feelings are not as simple as they are at your age."

Lu Qinghuan ignored the latter part of the sentence and said, "Actually, my dad is quite handsome. Before...after my mom's accident, a matchmaker wanted to match him up. My brother and I weren't young anymore at that time."

As for making Zhao Fangfang hate her father Lu Jiaming, Lu Qinghuan felt that she would rather Zhao Fangfang like her father. As for whether it was simple or not, she felt that it was not within her consideration.

Now she agreed with what her second brother Lu Qingzhou said. It was not her who was getting married, and she was also going to college, so it actually did not have much impact on her.

"If you get married, will Yanyan still be unhappy?" Lu Qinghuan was now more worried about this. Although she had heard Jiang Yan say that she didn't care when she called Zhao Fangfang a long time ago, now that the matter was in front of her, she couldn't help but worry more.

After all, the reason they met was because Jiang Yan couldn't accept her father Lu Jiaming, so she ran away from home like her.

She thought about it carefully and said:

"Aunt Zhao, Yanyan shouldn't pay too much attention to this. My mother is a very good and gentle person, but you are also very good. I like both you and my mother. I am the same as my brother. You can make your own decisions about what happens between you and my father."

"Actually, I don't think my dad is particularly good. Can I ask what kind of person Yanyan's dad is?"

Thinking of her late husband, Zhao Fangfang said regretfully, "He was a very gentle and optimistic person, just like you. He also had a strong sense of responsibility. During those years when Yanyan showed some difference from other children, he was even more patient with her than I was."

Her eyes fell on Jiang Yan's slender figure, and her eyes reddened a little: "Yan Yan probably doesn't remember him."

If he hadn't died...

Zhao Fangfang swallowed back these words. She used to like thinking and saying this, but now she doesn't say it anymore and slowly starts to have fewer such thoughts.