Literary life with cute baby

Chapter 167 Triggering Collective Memories
In the waiting room, Tangtanger was so excited that she couldn't sit still at the thought of her upcoming flight, she lay down in front of the glass window, admiring the huge plane.

She instantly turned into a hundred thousand whys, why can people sit in the stomach of an airplane?Why can an airplane fly without moving its wings?Why is the plane so powerful that it can hold so much?Where did our luggage go?Lost it?I have a lot of beautiful clothes in it...

Tang Shuang told her not to run around or shout when she got on the plane later.

Tangtang nodded, and said cutely: "I promise to be a good baby obediently and not cause trouble for little Shuangzi."

Tang Shuang touched Wazi's head, and said with relief: "You're right to think so, brother is very relieved, my Tang Tang is getting more and more sensible."

Ha ha, well, the conclusion is a bit early~
Tangtanger is a curious baby. When Tang Shuang led her on the plane, the welcoming flight attendant smiled and said to her, "Welcome little friend."

Candy stopped cutely, looked up at the other party's long legs, and exclaimed: "Wow! Sister, your legs are so long! You are so beautiful! Like Sister Meimei, do you know Sister Meimei?"

Tang Shuang quickly took the chick away. This small talker can chat with anyone she is interested in non-stop.Based on Tang Shuang's understanding of her, as long as the flight attendant talked to her, she would immediately talk endlessly.

Tang Shuang, who was carried to the seat by Tang Shuang, was a little dissatisfied: "Xiao Shuang, you are so rude. The Lun family is talking to sister. She can find sister sister."

Tang Shuang fastened her seat belt: "Sister Meimei is not on this plane, and there are other sisters who are working, so I don't have time to chat with you."

Tangtang'er instantly shifted her attention: "Huh~ What do they do?"

A white-haired old man next to the aisle looked at Candy with a smile and thought the doll was very cute.

Candy: "Wow! There is an old man with a white beard~ Hello, grandpa! My name is Candy, how about you?"

The white-haired old man said with a smile, "Hi Tang, my name is Alum. How old are you? You can really talk."

Tangtanger said in surprise: "Grandpa with white beard is named Bai, and Xiaoshuang is named Bai!"

What happened to the surname Bai? Is there such a fuss?

Candy: "Grandpa Bai, will the surname Bai turn into white hair?"

Tang Shuang said: "This has nothing to do with your surname. Okay, don't disturb my grandfather's rest. Sit down and be good and don't talk, okay?"

Tang Shuang greeted the old man Alumni, who waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, saying that the kid was very cute and his granddaughter was so old.

It is impossible for Tangtanger to be obedient and silent.

The little man chattered around Tang Shuang, and Tang Shuang pointed to the blue sky and white clouds outside the window to show her.

The chick looks like a little gecko, sticking to the windowpane and exclaiming: "Wow! There are so many white clouds~ Xiaoshuang, the white clouds are the shit pulled by the fairy grandpa in the sky."

Small laughter sounded from all around, and Tang Shuang said helplessly: "You think too much, it's not poop, don't you think Baiyun looks like cotton candy? It's beautiful and delicious."

When it comes to eating, candy is more exciting: "I want to eat cotton candy."

Tang Shuang said irresponsibly: "When we arrive at my sister's place, ask my sister to buy it for you."

Candy touched her belly: "I'm hungry."

Tang Shuang had reserves and took out a small bread from her bag.

"Want me to tear it apart for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Candy worked up all her strength and tore open a hole with great difficulty, and then she refused to tear a big enough hole quietly, so she had to use some tricks.

The little girl put the little bread in her palm and patted it hard, only to hear a puff, the bag of the little bread instantly deflated, and the bread inside flew out from the opening that was instantly widened, and it turned out to be flying sideways , fell on the magazine spread out by the old man.

Tangtanger was still wondering: "Huh~ Xiaoshuang, where is my bun? Where did it fall? It's gone?"

Tang Shuang didn't have time to deal with this annoying person, so he apologized to the old man.

The old man looked at the bread falling from the sky, and he smiled happily. He didn't need to hold it, and handed the magazine directly to Tang Shuang.

Tang Shuang was very grateful. After receiving the magazine, she said to Tangtanger who was looking for bread on the ground with her head down: "Here is your little bread, take it quickly, and thank Grandpa Bai."

Tangtang'er grinned and grabbed the bun, and without saying a word, took a big bite, and acted cute to Grandpa Bai.

Tang Shuang wiped the magazine clean with a napkin, and was about to return it to Mr. Bai, but was attracted by the contents of the magazine.

Old Man Bai: "This story is very interesting, you can read it if you want."

Tang Shuang flipped through it casually with a smile, and returned it to the old man: "I've seen it."

Mr. Bai said enthusiastically: "Animals can sense danger. Do humans also have this ability? It's a very interesting story, and the author has a very whimsical idea."

Tang Shuang said with a smile: "Human beings know too little about themselves."

Old Man Bai: "Yes, but this author has a big brain and even connected the story with SARS, which is indeed a bit scary. I think back then, the outbreak of SARS was the most serious in Shengjing. At that time, I was young, and I spent the whole summer They all hid at home, did not dare to go out, and were in fear all day long."

Tang Shuang: "That was a human disaster."

Since the European people fought against the Black Death in the last century, SARS is the second global virus disaster that has erupted on a large scale, involving 89 countries and regions, and the death toll is approaching 10. This is only the death toll, and the number of infections is difficult to count , but according to preliminary estimates by the World Health Organization, it should approach 150 million people.

If it hadn't been for the last moment, with China as the mainstay, and the multi-country anti-SARS team making breakthrough research progress, and quickly industrialized and mass-produced drugs, I am afraid that the SARS virus will be difficult to control, and it will spread rapidly through the air, and it is very likely to replicate The terrible black death epidemic reproduced the human tragedy of ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

The magazine was "United Life Weekly", and the article Mr. Bai read was "X" written by Tang Shuang.

The story of "X" was finally connected with SARS, and it resonated very much for those who experienced the horrors of the year.For those who have not experienced it personally, it is difficult to understand the powerlessness of "my fate is up to me".

The disaster is not too far away, and this is a collective memory of terror.

The readers of "United Life Weekly" are all people with certain life experiences, and basically all of them have experienced the SARS disaster.

So when this issue of "United Life Weekly" was published, the article "X" quickly aroused heated discussions. Leaving aside the strange imagination in the story, the slight mention of SARS in the last sentence alone made people shudder and triggered collective memory.

Mr. Bai: "Back then, an old friend of mine died during SARS. We didn't know he was gone until SARS was completely controlled!"

Tang Shuang: "No more?"

Old Man Bai: "It's true that he's gone. There's no one alive, no dead body. I don't even know where he fell in the end. In the end, we can only place a grave for him."

Speaking of this, the old man felt that the topic was too heavy, and said: "The author of this story is Tang Shuang, who turned out to be the one who wrote "Hero"." He said, he took out a copy of "Hero", "Have you read it, young man? "

Tang Shuang: "I've seen it, are you interested too?"

In the author column of this article, the name written is Tang Shuang, not the Three Swords of the Imperial Guard, but there is a note that Tang Shuang's representative work is "Heroes". His real name is Tang Shuang.

Mr. Bai: "My daughter gave it to me. I like Zhang Fei's movies very much. This time I want to switch to martial arts movies. I'm looking forward to it."

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