Movie Savior

   Chapter 231 Seventeen Calendars (13, 4K, please subscribe)

  The grandfather and grandson squatted on the ground and watched the long queue of residents of No. 1 time and space, walking from one end to the other, talking boringly.

   Until a sentence came from behind the head: "I'm done, it's your turn."

"Hey! It's coming!" Han Ziang squeaked and stood up. He was about to let go of the hand holding the melon seed shell. Seeing that a lot of garbage fell to the ground, Liu Qi next to him skillfully took out a plastic bag. Grandpa caught all the melon seed shells thrown by his hand.

  Han Ziang looked at the bag prepared by his grandson and smiled, and rubbed Liu Qi's face twice with saliva and salty hands:

   "Good boy, it's not in vain for grandpa to hurt you so much~~"

  Liu Qi, whose mouth was pouting, was helpless, but he couldn't escape his grandfather's hands.

   "Let's go, let's go and call your dad."

  Han Ziang took Liu Qi's hands into the phone booth, closed the door, and took out his ID card and inserted it into the phone.

A simple message popped up on the screen in front of   :

  【Remaining time of time and space call: 3 hours】

   Then he took out Liu Peiqiang's emergency communication number and pressed the numbers on the phone keypad while he muttered.

   "5711, 6231, 0501."

   Dial.

  Beep beep…

long wait.

   No one answered for a long time on the other side.

  Han Ziang has been holding the microphone and put it close to his ear, and his eyes are looking around.

   "Grandpa?" Liu Qi grabbed Han Ziang's arm, raised his head and stared at the microphone, his eyes full of doubts.

  Han Ziang retracted his eyes and touched his head, "It's alright, wait a minute, your father will answer the phone soon."

  Liu Qi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he didn't give any reaction, only he grabbed Han Ziang's palm and quietly increased his strength.

  Beep beep —

   The voice in the microphone suddenly stopped.

   "Hello, the call you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later..."

   Han Ziang, who had just had a glimmer of hope, was immediately disappointed again.

   He frowned and continued to make the call.

   Once, twice, three times…

   Until the people in line at the back knocked anxiously on the door, asking them how long it would take.

  Han Ziang sighed. He looked down at his grandson, who already understood everything, and at the people in line behind him. Everyone was looking forward to contacting their relatives and friends.

   He opened the door of the phone booth and waved his hand:

   "You guys use it first..."

   Then he said to Liu Qi: "Your father is busy now, we can wait to contact him next time."

   The unhappy grandson slipped out, and the grandfather and grandson sat on the stone chair outside the telephone booth, sitting from day to night.

  The street lights illuminated the entire community transparently and brightly, and the grandfather and grandson were still sitting there.

  Han Ziang touched his stomach, coaxed Liu Qi with a sullen face, and persuaded him to go home for dinner, but no matter what he said, Liu Qi just hugged his legs glumly and sat on the stone chair.

   "Okay, okay, why don't grandpa take you on the phone again!"

   Hearing this sentence, Liu Qicai finally raised his head to look at the person.

  Han Ziang pouted, sighed, stretched out his hand to Liu Qi, and said with disgust: "Let's go, I'm unlucky to meet your little devil, your grandfather, your father is really a conscience..."

   went back to the phone booth with an empty stomach and continued to line up for an hour before the grandfather and grandson entered the phone booth again.

  Han Ziang picked up the microphone and entered the number, and the whole action was completed in one go.

But just before pressing the dial button, he stopped, turned his head and nag to Liu Qi: "Hey, listen, this is the last time! No matter what this time, we can't queue anymore, you Grandpa is going to starve to death by you, and he will go to the hospital to see your mother tomorrow, so please be obedient to me."

   "Hmm-I see!" Liu Qi agreed with his head held high.

  Han Ziang stretched out his tail finger: "Pull the hook and hang yourself..."

  Liu Qi put the tail finger of his other hand and hooked it up, and added the next sentence: "It must not change for a hundred years!"

   "You're obedient!"

   One last glance at his grandson before Han Ziang pressed the dial button.

  Beep beep…

   This time the phone only rang three times before being picked up by the other side.

   "Hello, Dad?"

   is Liu Peiqiang's voice, and it sounds very anxious.

  Han Ziang breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "It's me."

   "You wait first."

   put down the microphone temporarily, Han Ziang bent down and hugged Liu Qi into his arms, and then handed the microphone to him: "Hey, your father is right across from him. If you want to say anything, just say it."

  Liu Qi took the microphone in surprise and shouted at the opposite side: "Dad!"

   The opposite Liu Peiqiang showed a loving smile, and quickly asked about the situation on the 2nd time and space.

  Han Zi'ang hugged Liu Qi and said, "You can rest assured that we are here, you have enough food and clothing, and with your subsidies, you have been living very comfortably."

   "That's good... How is Duoduo now?"

   "Mom is in that magical hospital right now!" Before grandpa could answer, Liu Qi grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly, so loud that Han Ziang had to tilt his head to hide away.

   "Magic Hospital? Does it make a difference?"

  Liu Qi hesitantly said that he could only say that the hospital would be automatically closed.

  Han Ziang answered again: "We don't know very well about that hospital, we just know that it was invested and built by the mutual rescue association.

   And this hospital does not need human hands when building a house, it just comes out like 3D printing, and there are other special functions, as long as the people who live in it will get better..."

   Liu Peiqiang didn't quite understand it either.

  Because of the blockage of information between time and space before, little people know about special buildings in other time and space.

   But he just needs to understand that this thing belongs to the Mutual Rescue Association.

If    is related to the Mutual Rescue Association, it cannot be harmful.

   "So Duoduo was transferred to that hospital?"

  Han Ziang nodded: "Yes, they asked me to fill out an application form, and then sent it to me for approval, and finally passed it within a few days."

   Hearing this, Liu Peiqiang's voice suddenly became anxious: "How is Duoduo's current situation, has it improved?"

   "If it gets better, there should be, but Duoduo hasn't woken up, so she can only be taken care of by the nurses in the hospital."

"The doctor said that Duoduo's disease is too serious, even if he is admitted to a special hospital, he can only suppress it, and don't continue to deteriorate. If you want to improve, you may have to wait until there is a more advanced hospital in the future... "

  Han Ziang remembered what the doctor told him before, what a Grade 4 hospital, it sounds like playing a game.

   "Is that so..." Liu Peiqiang sighed after hearing this, a little disappointed.

   But he cheered up quickly: "It's good that it won't get worse."

   "Dad, how is your life there recently? Do you feel comfortable?"

   Hearing this, Liu Qi tilted his head, and suddenly shouted into the microphone: "Grandpa has been playing games all day recently, so much fun!"

   "He fights a monster called Warcraft with other grandpas every day...(⊙v⊙) Mmmm!"

  Han Ziang covered Liu Qi's mouth and said with a smile, "I didn't fight much, it was the other old men who asked me to fight, so I just played with them occasionally."

  Liu Peiqiang laughed dumbly, and said after a while, "Dad, you can play as you like, or just relax, anyway, if you are idle over there, you are idle."

  Han Ziang gave Liu Qi a vicious look, then smiled at the microphone: "Peiqiang, I'm going to send Liu Qi to study recently."

   "This is very good, he is also at the age to study."

"Well, then let me tell you about the schools he can go to now..." Han Ziang said, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written the various schools around him, all of which are the union of Wandering Time and Space and No. 2 Time and Space done together.

   Liu Qi looked at it ignorantly, and then suddenly took out a poster from his pocket, shouting, "I don't want to study, I want to be a mecha pilot and fight big monsters!"

While shouting   , he pressed the poster on the note in Grandpa's hand, letting the poster block the school on the note, and at the same time emphasizing his own meaning.

  Han Ziang glanced at it, Liu Qi was holding the recruitment poster of No. 0 Support Team.

   "Grandpa knows, but you can't be a mecha pilot if you don't study. Did you see it? It says the requirements for recruiting. If you need a bachelor's degree, you have to go to a university before you can become a mecha pilot. Do you understand?"

   "Is that so?" Liu Qi held the poster in both hands and stared at the place where his grandfather pointed him just now. There were four words on it—

   "strong physique"

   "So these four characters are undergraduates!"

   After dealing with his grandson, let him talk about "undergraduate" by himself.

  Han Ziang continued to discuss with his son-in-law which school Liu Qi wanted to attend.

  The two big men chose here and there, and it took half an hour to choose one—

  The nearest school.

   After solving the things that should be solved, Han Ziang remembered other things.

   "Peiqiang, are you still on vacation now? Can you come back? I heard that the time-space tunnel seems to be opened, along with the communication line. Some people can apply for the tunnel..."

"dad…"

   Han Ziang was suddenly interrupted before he finished speaking.

   Liu Peiqiang said in a heavy tone: "I have just boarded the space station, and now I am no longer on Earth."

   After saying this, he raised his head and looked out the window.

   An azure blue planet appeared in front of his eyes. The planetary engine that looked huge and unparalleled on Earth was only the size of a soybean when viewed from the space station, and the jet of plasma light was as thin as a needle.

   The phone calls to him during the day are because he was on the rocket at the time, so no one answered.

   Han Ziang on the other side was suddenly silent for a while, and said in a loss: "Is that so..."

   "Then you can concentrate on your work. The work is important. I can handle it here, and it's not difficult. It's the same as before."

   Liu Peiqiang did not speak.

   Only Liu Qi approached the microphone and asked suspiciously, "Is Dad not coming back?"

   "Well, Dad can't go back to see you for the time being. Liu Qi, you have to live with your grandfather and live well..."

   "Oh~ when will you come back, Dad?"

   Liu Peiqiang paused: "It may take seventeen years."

   "How long is seventeen years?" Liu Qi turned his head, "Grandpa, how long is seventeen years?"

   "Seventeen years, do you still remember the calendar that Grandpa told you? It's time to draw seventeen calendars..."

   "Did you want to finish drawing seventeen calendars?"

   After the call ends.

  Han Ziang immediately took Liu Qi home to cook, filling his hungry stomach.

   After eating, I looked at the time.

   It was only 8:30.

   "There's still time, let's play again first..." Having said that, Han Ziang sat down in front of the old computer in the living room again and pressed the power button with great interest.

   Now life in the base area has basically returned to normal, not only the Internet, but also radio and television, except that there are fewer people, it is no different from the big cities before.

   This is also the reason why Han Ziang can play online games.

   Leaning on Erlang's legs, waiting for the computer to turn on, Han Ziang suddenly felt back to his childhood, still a computer with similar performance, still a similar game, still a similar person...

   Wrong!

  Han Ziang turned around abruptly and pointed at Liu Qi on the sofa: "Next time you snitch, I will punish you for not having food!"

   Watching Liu Qi remain silent under the intimidation, Han Zian turned around and clicked the game icon.

   Today is not the same as it used to be.

   He is now a parent! !

   With the majesty of the head of the family, Han Ziang quickly jumped into the game and immersed himself in the battle.

  Liu Qi pouted behind his back, knowing that this is his free time.

   He slipped out of the house quietly, counting how many friends he had now.

  Yaya, Da Zhuang, Er Zhuang, Xiao Ming, Xiao Hong, Xiao Jun…

   Then, where are these people's homes?

   With various questions in mind, Liu Qi quickly took the elevator and left.

   Han Ziang didn't notice this, and was still playing games with shaking feet: "Orcs will never be slaves, unless they are covered with food?"

   "Hey, these two teammates' names are pretty funny."

   While talking to himself, he kept typing on his hands without stopping.

   Thirty years as a slave: "Everyone is ready, have you opened a copy?"

  The other teammates returned the word "Open" on a screen.

   "Okay, let's go now."

  Han Zi'ang picked up the water cup next to him, drank the water in it, turned his head and shouted, "Liu Qi, help grandpa fill up the water."

The sound of    echoed in the room without any response.

  Han Ziang turned his head and glanced strangely, only to be surprised to find that the door behind him was actually open!

   And there are still people in the house!

  Fuck!

  Han Ziang looked at the computer, then at the door, and the hand on the keyboard subconsciously typed out a sentence—

   Thirty years as a slave: "If you don't open it first, my grandson is gone!"

   Orcs will never be slaves: ? ? ?

   Unless you include food and shelter: ? ? ?

   Teammate's question mark Han Ziang can't see, he has already rushed out of the door.

   "Liu Qi!"

   "Liu Qi!?"

  Han Ziang shouted loudly in the community, panicking in his heart. The image of his grandson being torn apart by the Night Demon flashed across his mind from time to time.

   He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw a familiar little figure come out of a building.

   That figure is Liu Qi.

  Han Ziang rushed over and said angrily, "Why are you running out at night, you bastard? You are not afraid of being eaten by monsters!"

   "Woo—"

  Liu Qi pouted, holding a large bag in his hand, and took two steps back in fear.

   "What is it?" Han Ziang also noticed what he was holding in his hand, so he pulled him over: "Let Grandpa take a look."

   a few snaps.

   Several calendars fell to the ground.

  Han Ziang was stunned for a while.

   Then he picked up the calendars on the ground one by one and took Liu Qi's hand: "Go home."

   "What a fool. The seventeen calendars your dad told you are for different years. Don't you think the ones you got are all from 2012?"

   "Then I'll ask Yaya tomorrow if they want it?"

   "Neither do they, and neither do you."

   "Then I'll buy it?"

   "Where to buy it? It's not even the year yet, so people don't print it..."

   I thought I would be able to get up at noon today, but I fell asleep in the afternoon and was woken up by someone, and when I woke up, I found that the mouse was still broken... Not much to say, 8,000 dead tonight!

   (end of this chapter)