After Getting Engaged To Mr. Shen

  Chapter 382 Senior, I have an idea...

  Although Shen Tinglan's tone was indifferent, Ming Qianye could also hear the determination.

She nodded and pondered, "This is naturally the best, otherwise we are relatively weak. There are many scientific and technological talents in the country. If you do things well, the upper levels will generally support them. Now it is different from the past. We are also more and more The better...This year, many of my students who went abroad to study have returned, and many of them choose to apply for research institutes, state-owned enterprises, or the school..."

  Ming Qianye said with a rare smile on his face, obviously very satisfied with the result.

   "Well, everyone can see that you are a role model."

  He smiled lowly, reached out and touched her head—

Ming Xiaoye's three views are very upright, and she is also a somewhat silly cynic, with a clear distinction between likes and hates, and this temper sometimes offends people, but he also likes her righteous appearance, sometimes she looks cute .

Hearing what he said, Ming Qianye was also a little embarrassed and said, "No, I am far behind the old Professor Zhang, Academician Yuan, and Academician Zhou in the school. If I have to make something, then It is the real ability, and it is all false to say these things now."

  Ming Qianye has always understood his position.

   Regardless of the fact that the people she participated in are very important, or that many of her works have won awards, but she hasn’t produced anything breakthrough and epoch-making, so in her opinion, she is just an ordinary researcher.

Especially now that many young people are too powerful. There are many chief design engineers at the research institute, most of whom are in their thirties and early forties. Talents are generally younger, and Ming Qianye is also on the third road , she felt that there were too many powerful bosses.

   "You will succeed."

   Shen Tinglan encouraged.

  Who knows, when Ming Qianye heard him say that, his eyes lit up immediately, as if he was eager to need his affirmation——

   "Really? Senior? You think I can do it too, don't you?"

  Shen Tinglan nodded calmly.

   "Others can do it, why can't you? You are no worse than them at all, and you will be recorded in history in the future."

  Shen Tinglan said so, Ming Qianye was beautiful in his heart, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he smiled, "I don't want to be recorded in the history books, I just make something, otherwise I feel a bit wasted in this life..."

   "I said you can, you definitely can."

  Shen Tinglan said, with an inexplicable confidence in her.

  Ming Qianye listened, happy in his heart, raised his head to look at his handsome face, the light in his eyes flickered, and suddenly said quietly, "Senior, I have an idea..."

"Um?"

  Shen Tinglan looked at her, and the next moment, she had already kissed her...

  The faint temperature from her lips made Shen Tinglan startled, and the already tense string in her heart seemed to be broken in an instant!

  That's a good idea!

   I'm a little enlightened!

  …

  This autumn rain is continuous, and the weather is very cool.

  The next morning, Ming Qianye finally woke up early, but she couldn't exercise as before these few days, and the big demon king strangled her waist to let her sleep more.

   Thinking about it, Ming Qianye didn't refuse, so he continued to sleep in his arms.

   When I woke up again, it was almost nine o'clock.

well!

   Fallen!

  I feel like I'm going to fall after getting married!

  Ming Qianye knocked himself on the head to remind himself that he cannot indulge himself.

  The two of them didn't forget their business, they got up and washed quickly, planning to leave after breakfast.

  When the two went downstairs, Lou Che had already reviewed his homework for two hours, and Sister Wang had already prepared breakfast.

   Several people had breakfast quickly, and then Tang Feng came over.

   "Young Master, Young Madam, things are ready and you can leave at any time."

   It was arranged by the Great Demon King, who prepared some bouquets and sacrifices.

   "Well, let's go now."

  Ming Qianye glanced at Shen Tinglan and Lou Che who were behind him, and then walked forward.

  Because they were going to worship at the cemetery, they all wore black in tacit understanding. Lou Che's face looked a little gloomy, and his eyes were stained with melancholy.

   Even if the young man is happy, he will inevitably be sad by this time, so along the way, almost no one talks like this.

  Martyrs Cemetery is quite far from Canglan Bieyuan, almost two hours' drive.

  It is still raining outside, and the autumn rain comes and goes cold, and the weather will gradually turn cold in the future.

  The sycamore trees on both sides of the sycamore avenue have turned slightly yellow. Because of the wind and rain, they fell to the ground and were stained with moisture. When the car passed by, it was not as dry as it was that year.

   Just looking at it at this moment, there is a feeling of desolation and loneliness, which is very cool.

  Ming Qianye was sitting in the car, watching the scenery outside very quietly, the inside of the car was unusually quiet.

   After much difficulty, they finally reached the gate of the cemetery.

   Tang Feng and others have come down to help hold the umbrella and opened the car door.

   A group of people walked up directly.

  At the corner, Tang Feng and the others stopped.

  Shen Tinglan, Ming Qianye, and Lou Che held umbrellas and continued to walk up.

   Soon, in the row above, I found Lou Manshu's tombstone.

  The tombstone is very clean, and it is often cleaned here.

   Several bouquets of flowers were placed in front of the tombstone one by one.

  The photo on the tombstone is a photo of Lou Manshu wearing a dress. She looks like a very capable and clear woman with a bright smile.

  Ming Qianye took the lead in bowing three times, and his cold tone had a faint sense of tranquility and distance—

"I come here once or twice a year, and it doesn't seem to be any different. It's just that I'm married and bring someone over to see you. And Xiao Che has grown up too. Now I'm with me and I'm studying very hard. Don't worry, in the future I will definitely teach him to be a talent."

  Ming Qianye said simply.

   Shen Tinglan also bowed three times and introduced herself.

  Lou Che stood aside, with a very complicated look on his face, and his eyes were full of gloom, staring closely at the tombstone in front of him.

  Ming Qianye turned his head and glanced at him, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

   "Sister, you never told me, how did my mother get away? Was she killed by a bullet during a mission? Or..."

  Lou Che asked in a low voice, because he had also heard that Lou Manshu also died tragically, and he was always afraid to know the outcome of the matter, fearing that he might not be able to accept it.

"I heard that the mission failed, and the data was sent safely during the retreat. What happened, what happened... I... I don't know... I was still young at the time, and they didn't tell me many things, so I know There are not many. When I know the ins and outs of the matter, I will tell you..."

  (end of this chapter)