Zhang Haizhong said with a smile: "I'll be at my house these days. I'll explain the specific things to you."

"Xiao Deng will arrange for you to join the company later."

In the next few days, Jiang Fan faced a vast sea of ​​data and felt that the content he received exceeded his expectations.

But there is indeed a lot of time-sensitive data in it, which is a gain for me.

After several days of contact with Jiang Fan, Zhang Haizhong discovered more and more that Jiang Fan was quite intelligent.

Zhang Haizhong was recognized as a genius during his tenure.

When our country's national power was not very strong, it was Zhang Haizhong who led his men and calculated precise data with pen and paper.

While other countries are already using computers to conduct research, we still have to use dozens of specialists to study day and night.

And Zhang Haizhong is the leader.

At that time, I suffered from gastric bleeding due to irregular diet all year round.

The child could not see his father for a long time, and Zhang Haizhong focused on his career.

It can even be said that without Zhang Haizhong, there would be no basis for Xia Guo's current scientific research.

Jiang Fan also realized Zhang Haizhong's status while getting along with him.

Because it involved too many confidential projects, Jiang Fan didn't know him well before this.

When he learned Mr. Zhang's true identity, he was stunned.

Jiang Fan once asked Mr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, I know it is more convenient for you to do scientific research here, but where are your children?"

"It's been so long and I haven't seen your child come."

Mr. Zhang looked sad and said: "My wife and I had a daughter before. I was busy doing scientific research at the time. When my daughter was three years old, she suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night."

"Our family lives far away. My wife gave emergency treatment to the child first, but the child's condition became more and more serious."

"My wife went to the village chief's house and called me and asked me to go home."

"I received the call at that time, but I was busy with a project at hand. At the critical stage of the end, I told my wife, you take Xiaoyou there first, and I will go to the hospital after I finish my work."

"But she is a woman, holding a child and having to walk on a small road. How difficult is it? I didn't think much about it at first. All I could think about was that the result was about to come out, so I had to hold on a little longer."

"There was a problem with the final calculation, and the project went from one day to three days."

"At first she called me several times a day, crying and telling me about the child's condition."

"I was always distracted by things at home, and I made more and more mistakes in my calculations."

At this point, Jiang Fan seemed to have guessed the outcome.

It should be a tragedy.

Zhang Haizhong smiled bitterly: "You said how stupid I was back then. I actually told a woman, can you please stop bothering me? I will go back and take care of the child."

"After that, I never received a call from her again."

"I finished the project at hand and rushed to the hospital as soon as possible. But the doctor said that the child had acute encephalitis and the treatment equipment at the time was not that good. In addition, the child was sent too late and had already left."

"My wife disappeared too."

"I was feeling like a bolt from the blue, and I asked for the date, which was the day she called me for the last time."

"She called me at noon, and the child left in the afternoon."

Zhang Haizhong burst into tears. Although more than fifty years had passed since this incident, it was still a scar in his heart.

Mr. Zhang's eyes were cloudy: "Actually, the last time she called me, maybe she wanted me to see her child for the last time." "But I didn't know anything and was still yelling at her."

"Xiaoyou is gone, and so is she. I couldn't imagine how painful it was for her when she faced this."

"I went to her parents' house, and they scolded me and said they wanted us to end our relationship."

"I don't want to, because she is a really good wife and very considerate of me."

"I didn't have any other thoughts at the beginning. I just felt that if a good person is good, I should stay by my side. Another thought was that I wanted to make it up to her."

"But in recent years, I have slowly realized how ridiculous what I did was and how selfish I was."

"I think I can control everything. I think everything is self-righteous, and the result is such a disaster."

"In the field of scientific research, I have done all disruptive projects, and I have led scientific researchers to carry out new reforms countless times."

"I thought I was the same at home, but what happened?"

He wiped away his tears and said to Jiang Fan sheepishly: "Young man, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

Jiang Fan shook his head.

He hugged Zhang Haizhong's shoulders and comforted him.

Zhang Haizhong smiled bitterly: "Later, I found my wife. She works as a textile worker in a factory."

"She doesn't want to see me, and no matter what I say, she doesn't want to forgive me."

"She even said she wanted to separate from me. She thought I was the murderer of her daughter."

"Of course I didn't accept it. I even gave myself all kinds of reasons and excuses, hoping she would give me a chance."

"I thought she was very unreasonable at first. Just because of my small mistake, she seemed to have changed into a different person. Her previous virtuousness and reason had all disappeared."

"I always go to her, but she ignores me."

"It lasted for several years, and my patience and enthusiasm were exhausted. I felt that she was ignorant. I did everything I could, and I have tried my best to make up for it in the past few years."

"I still agreed to divorce her. It wasn't until that day that I realized that she would feel like a burden when she left me."

"She took the initiative to talk to me and said we would never see each other again."

"I really didn't go to see her after that. I don't know how she was doing, but she was definitely better off than she was with me."

"Almost fifty years have passed, but I can still remember Xiaoyou's face, as if it's right in front of me."

"She has two braids and is wearing a pink dress. The fabric was issued by my work unit."

"Even though she is only three years old, she is very smart. I taught her how to write equations. She can remember all the complicated equations. She even said she would become a fighter jet with me in the future."

Speaking of the depth of love, Zhang Haizhong burst into tears despite his age.

After so many years, he rarely told others about his past, especially this young man whom he had never met a few times.

Perhaps if his daughter was still alive, the child might be as old as Jiang Fan.

In front of the child who could almost be his grandson, I cried so hard that I couldn't breathe.

He felt uncomfortable inside, but he couldn't control it.

Jiang Fan stood beside him without saying a word, patting him on the shoulder again and again.

After a long time, Zhang Haizhong slowly recovered.

Embarrassed, he said to Jiang Fan: "It's so embarrassing. Even at such an age, I still let you see the joke." (End of Chapter)

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