Zhang Heng opened his eyes and found himself back in his bedroom. He was still in the same position as before he entered the quest, sitting cross-legged on the bed with the laptop on his knees. His arm was suspended in mid-air, and he was still in the position of pressing the mouse. However, the page displayed on the screen was 404. Fire? Then? Text??
W? W? W? .?
Zhang Heng looked at the starfish on his wrist. In the previous quest, it had also transformed into a Lego state. Fortunately, it had returned to normal after coming out. The time displayed on the screen was 00: 05. Not taking into account the extra 24 hours, only nine minutes had passed since he started the game.
Unlike previous dungeons, although there were many battles in this dungeon, there was basically no sense of tension. In addition to the style of Lego, it was also because they could quit at any time. So, instead of saying it was an adventure, it was more like a vacation.
However, after spending a year and a half in a world full of building blocks, he always had an inexplicable urge to dismantle something after coming out. It was one of the few side effects of this quest.
After all, it was New Year's Eve. Although it was past midnight, it was even livelier outside.
For years, the city had prohibited the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers. However, during the New Year, some people still couldn't help but secretly set them off. After all, many people thought that not getting caught was a good thing.
It was difficult to fall asleep at this time, so Zhang Heng opened the door again.
Grandpa had returned to his room, but his parents were still in high spirits. Although the TV was on, no one was watching it. Instead, the two of them played Monopoly board games on the sofa. Zhang Heng bought the game box when he was in elementary school, but he never played it again after he graduated from elementary school. It was placed together with his old clothes. He only found it when he renovated the house. Initially, he planned to donate it to the poor children in the mountainous areas, but he didn't expect his parents to play it first.
Zhang Heng's mother clasped her hands together and shook them up and down. In order to catch the fleeting good luck, she even climbed on the back of the sofa and let the dice fall from the highest point. As a result, the two of them had to lie on the floor and look for the dice all over the floor.
"Hey, you're out. Finally … done?" Zhang Heng's mother looked up and saw Zhang Heng with a mysterious smile on her face.
"What do you mean done?"
"It doesn't matter. I used to be at this age too," Zhang Heng's father also said, looking like he understood.
"Ha." Zhang Heng finally understood what the two immortals were talking about. They had obviously misunderstood that he went back to his bedroom alone and locked the door. However, Zhang Heng was too lazy to explain it to them.
Then, he saw Mama Zhang open her arms towards him. "Come on, the first hug of the new year is for the most important person. Our family tradition can't be broken."
"When did our family have this tradition? Why don't I know about it? Besides, you haven't been back for the past two years. Even if there was any tradition, it should have been broken long ago," Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.
"Hmm … I just thought of it. From this year onwards, it will continue. When we're not around, you can hug Grandpa. When you have a girlfriend, you can hug your girlfriend too. Although strictly speaking, you might not be able to go on forever and gradually become strangers, at least at that moment, she is indeed the most important person to you, right?" Mother Zhang said.
"Don't deliberately talk about principles that you don't even know yourself just to look cool," Zhang Heng said.
"Hahaha, as expected of my son. You see through me at a glance. Look, I've gone to this extent just to hug you. Can't you take the initiative?"
Zhang Heng had no choice but to walk in front of his mother.
"That … don't you want to wash your hands first?" Just when the two were about to hug, Mother Zhang suddenly said.
"…"
"Just kidding, just kidding. It's okay not to wash your hands. I don't mind at all. After all, you are my son."
After Zhang Heng hugged his mother, he hugged his father as well.
"Great! Now we have a New Year's tradition in our family. You can pass this on to your son or daughter in the future, and then your son or daughter can pass it on to their son or daughter. This way, it will be passed down from generation to generation. Maybe the whole world will have such a custom at some point in the future. It's pretty cool when you think about it … I can also be remembered as the founder. Of course, that's if you can find a girlfriend. You can find one, right?"
"Mind your own business." Zhang Heng bent down, picked up the die from under the sofa, and threw it on the table.
The die bounced twice and finally stopped on the table.
"Ah, it's six. It's six. It's the number I want the most. This way, all the shops on the street will be mine," Mother Zhang said excitedly.
"This doesn't count. Heng Heng threw it … If it's you, you should throw it again," Father Zhang objected.
"No, this is fate's choice," Mother Zhang insisted.
If being shameless was also a skill, Zhang Heng felt that Zhang Heng's ability in this area had probably reached Level 5.
After that, Mother Zhang turned her head and said, "You come play with us too. It's more fun with more people. Anyway, it's so noisy outside, and I can't sleep. Let's just stay up all night. There's a large barrel of coke in the fridge. The three of us can drink it together while playing Monopoly. "
"I'm fine. Can you two hold on?" Zhang Heng sat down on the carpet.
"Pfft, you look down on me. When I stayed up all night to write my thesis, you were just a cell in my body that hadn't split yet. This time, I'll show you how I kill everyone in the game," Mother Zhang said proudly.
…
In the end, in the second round, a certain braggart fell first. He fell headfirst onto the sofa and fell asleep without caring about his image.
Mr. Zhang took the dice and a handful of toy banknotes from her hand. Zhang Heng went into the house and covered her with a quilt. After that, the two cleaned up the messy table and divided the remaining cola among themselves.
"Has anything happened recently?" Father Zhang suddenly asked while cleaning the living room.
"What do you mean specifically?"
"All kinds of things. Feelings, studies, life, health …" Father Zhang paused. "And you suddenly asked about Greenland and Mr. Time."
"But you don't seem to want to talk about the scientific research activity in Greenland."
"Yes," Father Zhang touched his hair, "because nothing really happened … You know, there are glaciers everywhere, and the only impression I have is the cold."
"Yes." Zhang Heng nodded in agreement.
After that, the two were silent for a while, unable to find a topic to talk about.
"I guess … I'm probably not very good at lying." Father Zhang was a little embarrassed.
"You have never been a good liar," Zhang Heng said. "But it doesn't matter. You don't have to say it if you don't want to. It doesn't matter."
"Maybe next time, after a while, we can talk about it. Just you and me, father and son. Do you have any plans to visit Europe during the summer? I can recommend you a few good attractions or bars."
"Sounds good. We'll talk about it later," Zhang Heng said. "I'm going back to my room to sleep. Do you want me to leave the light on?"
"Just leave it on. I'll turn it off myself later. Good night, son. "
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