The remote control is equipped with a screen. The picture taken by the drone is very smooth. It has complete operation keys, but there are also two separate keys, which are made in red and have special signs. It should be used to control the form of the mechanism.

After fiddling for a few times, Ling Xize quickly got started. In the storm of the wind and snow, he controlled the drone to fly on the open ground. Two pieces of red cloth soared freely with good wishes to the birthday boy.

"How long does the battery life last?" Ling Xize asked.

"It's about thirty minutes."

As soon as Si Sheng finished speaking, Ling Xize noticed that the drone declared power out and automatically returned to land.

Ling Xize: "..."

Si Sheng: "..."

The two looked at each other.

After a while, Si Sheng lowered his eyebrows and eyes, "I'll play for a while before you come."

In order to make the drone fly over coolly, she controlled it and landed at a certain point first, which took a lot of time, and the power was consumed at that time.

Ling Xize gently pulled the corner of his mouth, but it was not disappointed. He watched the drone fly back, land, and pick it up and play with it.

It should be because of time limitations, and Si Sheng did not make a big move. The size and weight of the drone are all within the civilian scope.

However, after touching the wooden drone with his own hands and feeling its texture, Ling Xize suddenly felt a jaw, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart.

Traditional mechanism technology combined with modern technology, even the manufacturing materials have been changed to wooden... Although it is flashy, there is no shortage of functions that should be available, and there is also a change in the form of mechanism...

The problem is, this was made in two weeks.

Suddenly, I thought of Si Sheng's early departure and late return in the past two weeks and his rare appearance in Fengda...

Ling Xize felt an indescribable joy and satisfaction.

For two weeks, she was working on the drone for his birthday gift.

For him...

Well, for him.

"How many helpers have you found?" Ling Xize fiddled with the drone and asked casually.

"one."

"One?" Ling Xize was surprised.

"Ah." Si Sheng was quite calm, "The previous generation planted trees and later enjoyed the cool air. The complete system-based templates were applied."

“…”

Even if the template is applied, if the material and shape are completely changed, two people, in one week, this effect... is a fantasy.

Knowing that Si Sheng did not regard this as a major event, Ling Xize suppressed it for the time being and said nothing.

The wind was facing the front of the hillside, and it was a little cold. Ling Xize accepted the gift, worried that Si Sheng's body would catch a cold, so he wanted to speak back, but his eyes could barely sweep Si Sheng, and stopped in the astonishment and dodging of her eyebrows.

The next moment, Si Sheng leaned over here, grabbed Ling Xize's hand, and pulled it into the bushes without saying a word.

The hands covering her were very cool, and her skin was tender and soft. Ling Xize did not resist and let her pull it.

Until the two of them hid behind a tree, there were large groups of weeds and shrubs in front of them, which were difficult to completely cover them, but when Si Sheng pulled Ling Xize down, he completely integrated with the surrounding plants.

If you look for them blindly, you may not be able to find them.

"Why is it like digging someone's ancestral grave?"

Seeing two figures walking downhill open space, Ling Xize thought that it was these two people who made Si Sheng feel like they were facing a great enemy, so he looked at him carefully.

An old man in his early seventies wore a hat and a straw raincoat. He looked kind, but he was energetic and had an extraordinary temperament. No matter how down-to-earth he was, he could still find something unique.

Following him was a young man, about thirty years old, with a buzz cut, a national face, a serious face, and meticulous. He was in his hand, and there was water splashing in the bucket, and occasionally he saw a fish tail.

"That old man is so annoying and familiar with him. He saw him and would not be able to leave if he didn't talk for a long time." Si Sheng's voice was very low.

Fearing that Ling Xize wouldn't hear it, Si Sheng deliberately approached it, almost saying it next to his ear.

The sound and the north wind were poured into his ears. Ling Xize could only feel every fluff in his ears clearly, gently brushing, and touching his heart one by one.

Ling Xize didn't move, but just asked in a low voice: "Do you have an acquaintance here?"

Si Sheng was still trapped in a hiding mood and said, "He lives in the village. There is a river nearby, suitable for fishing. I will come over to fish for no reason. He also goes there often. After meeting him many times, he will know him over time."

It was precisely because of this encounter that she sold two properties and changed her position as a hall chief.

The two got closer and closer, and the conversation became clearer.

"Old master, the Si family sent an invitation. After the New Year, it will be Si Mingsheng. Mr. Si's birthday is on. Are you going?" The first thing I heard was the voice of the young man.

The old man walked forward with his hands behind his back, his face changed when he heard the sound. His kindness and closeness suddenly disappeared, all of which were irritable and angry, "What are you going to go! Don't go! Why is that cunning thing not dead yet? I don't have the honesty and wait for death at home, and I still have the face to come out to hold a birthday party? I really don't know the dirty things he did."

Ling Xize was amazed at the old man's face change in one second: It's worthy of being able to chat with Si Sheng, and it's true that he is also a person with a temperament.

However, the Si family, on their birthday, are cunning?

He noticed that he had some connection with Si Sheng, and Ling Xize glanced at him. Seeing that Si Sheng's eyes were brighter, his laziness and boredom faded away, and he listened carefully.

Perhaps because she was too focused, her hand holding him was not only not loose, but instead she unconsciously clenched it tighter.

Her cold temperature was transmitted little by little, as if the current reached her heart, but it finally made her blood gush and burned.

Ling Xize froze and did not move.

"...It's true that few people know." The young man took the speech in a stereotyped tone, not moved.

No one knows that there is no real evidence and is suppressed by the Si family. Apart from their well-informed Bai Xiaotang, no one knows.

The old man was indignant, "If it weren't for him, Xiao Shici would steal Lao Yi's drawings. Could the father and daughter break up?"

“…”

The young man who didn't know the specific things back then had his lips straight and he didn't respond.

On this side, Si Sheng, who heard the words "Lao Yi" and "drawings", subconsciously leaned towards Ling Xize, with his shoulders next to him, and his head slightly tilted. His hair brushed across his cheeks and ears. Ling Xize's nose wings were twitching, and he could smell the fragrance of her hair's faint breasts. It was quite pleasant.

He lowered his head and pressed a little.

The old man changed his subject and asked again, "How is that girl Si Sheng doing recently?"

"It's quite peaceful and hasn't caused trouble. However, Yi Lao wants her to go back to the Si family."

"Go back to Si's house?" The old man frowned, "What's wrong with him? His body is like that, and he still wants to push Si Sheng into the fire pit?! Just the bullshit virtue of the Si family, can Si Sheng get good fruits when he returns?"

The young man quickly said, "Si Shangshan family. Si Shangshan has not broken up with the Si family now, but it is almost equivalent to leaving the Si family."

"Hmph, I couldn't protect my wife back then, but now I can protect my daughter?" The old man became more and more angry as he thought about it.

"Si Shangshan repeatedly promised Yi Lao that history would not repeat itself." The young man said, "In addition, Miss Si is not a person who can suffer losses..."

The sound is getting farther and farther away.

A little further away, you can see two figures that are far away, but you can't hear their conversation.

And the two people squatting behind the bushes were not only Si Sheng, who was discussed, but also Ling Xize, who was listening to the scene, were quite dazed.

This information is large enough.

Looking at the solemn Si Sheng on his eyebrows, Ling Xize also felt at ease: Si Sheng is probably the first time he heard about this.

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Chapter completed!