Lan Ze felt that the source of the dispute should be eliminated.

In fact, he has never disliked food eaten by others since he was a child. He just dislikes certain types of food.

His dad licked it? It doesn't matter.

So he bit the sausage off his fork.

This sausage has a good taste. It is fat and lean, not greasy and not sticky. There is also starch mixed in, making it elastic when chewed.

Lanze chewed the sausage in just a few bites.

Lao Wei stared at him as he ate.

After a while, Lao Wei turned back and protested to Mr. Lan: "He ate my nutritious meal."

"Yeah." Mr. Lan just sucked his own.

"Your son ate my nutritious meal."

Mr. Lan raised his head and glanced at him fiercely, then stood up and went to the window to order food.

He brought back a plate full of sausages, probably not more than a dozen, and left them on the table.

Old Man Wei had nothing to say. He forked one back and pushed the rest in front of Lan Ze.

Lan Ze looked at the two old men and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Obviously, Mr. Lan can't eat this stuff. Old Man Wei only wants one.

Since it tasted pretty good, he decided to eat it as a meal. As long as he ate faster, he could finish it before his body got tired of it.

Anyway, the food left out of the window cannot be returned. If there are too many left, it will affect the old man's credit report.

The old man held the straw in his mouth and tilted his head to watch him eat. He couldn't help but nodded.

Lan Ze was really afraid that the two of them would get into trouble. Fortunately, you had to use your mouth to eat, and Old Wei talked a lot less.

After eating, Mr. Lan and Mr. Wei walked back and forth in the corridors and halls on the first floor.

The weather outside is not good, it is overcast and windy. The vegetation in this area of ​​the university town is too lush, the sky is low, and the buildings are built close to the land. Correspondingly, the power of nature is particularly powerful, and whenever there is wind,

, rain, snow, it feels like it is all over the world. It is completely different from the small environment in the big city that is fragmented by tall buildings of various eras.

The two of them walked around inside the building, looking out the window.

Lan Ze was following behind them. Mr. Lan turned in front, and he followed suit, taking a look out the window.

Although Lan Ze doesn't know what the purpose of being here is, he is already here anyway, right? Just follow the old man and hang out.

Finally turning around and looking out the window, he saw a black car appearing on the dark gray ground road in the distance. The car approached the community hospital and plunged into the entrance of the underground passage.

After a while, my brother Bai Quanming appeared from the elevator in the lobby. He had his hair tied up in a bun and wore a formal gown. He was always so stylish.

After my brother showed up, the situation didn't change much.

The elder brother just smiled and greeted the two old people, and then walked side by side with Lan Ze and followed the old people.

"Business has been good recently?" Lanze asked him to talk to him when he had nothing to say.

"Basically, they are all very simple things." My brother smiled slightly, "Today's meeting is more complicated. It is part of a big project. Moreover, it is also an opportunity given by the elders in the family, so you should be more cautious."

"Oh..." Lan Ze was speechless. He didn't understand architecture. There was a half chance that Bai Quanming's elders had nothing to do with him.

"What about you? What have you been busy with recently?" His brother asked him.

"Designing microorganisms."

The Q&A between the two was as boring as ever.

Lanze is also an amateur at what Lanze does. It has always been difficult for them to understand each other.

"What's the future of this industry?" My brother asked again.

"I can't say, it depends on the policy. International public opinion on biological design has become relatively relaxed in the past two years." Lan Ze said casually.

"I heard that only microorganisms are commercialized?"

"Hmm. After all, working with microorganisms has a relatively fast cycle and low cost."

"Haven't we long ago developed a woolly rabbit that doesn't require dyeing, and a vine tomato that can bear thousands of fruits? Aren't those also biological designs?"

"Those are just genetic modifications." Lanze realized that his brother really didn't understand. "As long as you find the target site, knock in the modified fragments, and squeeze out the unnecessary fragments. It's very simple to operate. It's not really a design. I have

I have a friend who owns a farm, and he is also studying these things on his own during his spare time."

"Could it be that the international public opinion you are talking about is..."

"Hmm... aliens, zombies, etc. Or octopus people, raccoon people."

The so-called public opinion refers to the prejudice of the public. Because human brains are very lazy, the truth is always not as popular as sensational stories.

"It's magical, isn't it?" My brother grinned.

If China's population accounts for half of the Earth's total population, then there is no need to consider international public opinion.

Here is the problem. China’s population, relying on scientific and technological development, or more specifically on socialized parenting technology, has just climbed out of an extremely aging society. It has finally recovered its proportion of one-fifth of the earth’s population, and has escaped the genocide of the country.

of danger.

Even now, because the accumulated proportion of elderly people is too high, the base of the childbearing age population is actually low. Even if you have to pay taxes if you don't have children, some people still find it troublesome to have children. If the population size wants to achieve strategic security, it is not

Something that happened overnight.

Under such circumstances, no one is used to having to go its own way regardless of international public opinion.

"Yes." Lanze agreed.

"Actually, I think microorganisms are more terrifying, right?" my brother said again.

Lan Ze didn't want to talk to him anymore. It was so tiring to explain things to a layman.

The two old men had finished walking around on the first floor and wanted to take the elevator back to the ward. Lan Ze quickly followed the elevator. His brother also followed closely.

So the time after that became two young people looking at the two old men:

After the two old men entered the ward, they immediately returned to their beds, declined the help of their sons, quickly took off their shoes by themselves, got into the quilt wearing hospital gowns, and began to take a nap.

The elder brother looked gently in the direction of the two old men.

The old man is taking a nap. It is not appropriate for young people to chat next to him.

Whether walking around or entering or leaving the ward, it is not good to make any noise.

Lan Ze began to read the book and memorize knowledge points. Bai Quanming released a projection in the air to work remotely.

After the old man woke up, Wei Han asked for a drink of water. Before the two young people could react, Lan Xian jumped down from the hospital bed and brought warm water. He looked at the two young people with clearly proud eyes.

Until evening, Lan Ze and Bai Quanming left the community hospital together. He hitched a ride with Bai Quanming to the subway station.

Taking this opportunity, Lan Ze asked: "I have a question that I can't figure out. They take good care of themselves, and there are nurses and caregivers in the hospital. Why do you and I still have to watch?"
Chapter completed!