Grandpa, the homework is yours!

Chapter 25 Grandpa, the homework is yours!

In the office of the old factory area primary school in Ping'an County, sunlight streams through the window.

Wang Jingya, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 2, is focused on grading homework.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

She looked up at the sound and saw Wu Zu, a student in her class, with his always smiling grandfather, Wu Shuanzhu, standing beside him.

"Teacher Wang, I'm sorry to bother you."

With a beaming smile, Wu Shuanzhu led Wu Zu into the office.

Wang Jingya quickly got up to greet him, her gaze immediately falling on Wu Zu's legs.

At this time, Wu Zu's right leg was wrapped in thick bandages, and he walked with a limp.

She frowned slightly, adjusted her glasses, and asked with concern.

"Wu Zu, what happened to your leg?"

Wu Zu hung his head, looking aggrieved.

"Teacher Wang, I fell and hurt my leg a few days ago while I was out playing —"

Wang Jingya narrowed her eyes slightly, stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly reached out: "Where's your medical record? Let me see it."

Wu Zu's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously looked to his grandfather for help.

Wu Shuanzhu quickly took out a slightly crumpled hospital certificate from his pocket and handed it over.

"Teacher Wang, this is the diagnosis from the hospital. It is indeed a fall injury, and the doctor said I need to rest for a month."

Seeing that his grandfather had even prepared his medical records so thoroughly, Wu Zu was secretly amazed.

As expected of his former superior, he is meticulous in everything he does.

Wang Jingya took the medical record and carefully flipped through it, her brows furrowing more and more.

She raised her head, looking Wu Zu up and down with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"Wu Zu, you always lie. I need to check your legs myself. I can't let your grandfather be fooled by you."

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuanzhu became anxious and quickly reached out to stop him.

"Oh, Mr. Wang, this injury is real! I personally took him to the hospital!"

Seeing how anxious Grandpa Wu was, Wang Jingya withdrew her hand, but her tone remained serious: "Final exams are just around the corner. He's taken such a long leave; what if he falls behind in his studies?"

Wu Shuanzhu immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will tutor him well at home!"

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In fact, Wu Shuanzhu was secretly delighted. This kid could already tinker with tanks, so second-grade homework was a piece of cake for him. He didn't need any tutoring.

Wang Jingya sighed helplessly and nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, leave can be granted, but he must attend the final exam. I want to see how he's learned."

After saying that, she turned around and took out a stack of test papers and workbooks from the drawer.

"These are assignments; make sure he finishes them on time."

Wu Zu took the homework and nodded obediently, "Thank you, Teacher Wang!"

Wang Jingya gave them several more instructions before letting them leave.

As the grandfather and grandson walked out of the office, Wu Zu immediately handed the homework to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'm busy with research right now, I don't have time to do my homework, so I'll leave these to you."

Wu Shuanzhu's eyes widened, and he was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"You brat! You think I'll do your homework for you?!"

Wu Zu looked innocent and said, "Grandpa, is the Type 99A main battle tank more important or the assignment? Why don't you find someone to do it for me later?"

Wu Shuanzhu paused for a moment, stroked his chin, and thought for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "The Jiangnan Arsenal is full of top students. I'll arrange it for you!"

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking and walking out of the school.

Wang Jingya, who was standing at the second-floor window, glanced at it casually and frowned suddenly, realizing that something was wrong.

"Wasn't Wu Zu injured in his right leg? Why does his left leg look like he's limping?"

Jiangnan Arsenal, Factory Director's Office.

Factory director Lei Fu was sitting at his desk reviewing documents when suddenly there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit and black-rimmed glasses walked in.

Lei Fu looked up, immediately stood up, and went to greet him with a warm smile.

"Professor Lin! Why did you come all the way here in person?"

The visitor was Lin Hui, a top radar technology expert in China. He came to the Jiangnan Arsenal specifically to learn more about the digital fire control system of the Type 99A main battle tank.

Lin Hui smiled slightly and shook hands with Lei Fu.

"Director Lei, I've heard so much about you. The main reason I'm here is to see the legendary Type 99A main battle tank, especially its fire control system."

Lei Fu said proudly, "Professor Lin, rest assured, this system is absolutely world-leading! Take the US M1 tank for example, compared to our Type 99A, it's just a heavy lump of iron!"

Hearing Lei Fu's praise, Lin Hui became even more excited.

"I've heard that this system can not only automatically lock onto targets and dynamically track them, but also accurately hit targets while moving at high speeds. Is that true?"

"That's right! And its anti-jamming capability is particularly strong, it can operate stably even in complex electronic warfare environments! Of course, these technologies are still being continuously improved."

"Haha, that means you've mastered the technology! I can't wait to see it for myself!"

Lin Hui excitedly imagined the future development of China's military power, and even his fingers trembled slightly.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Lei Fu arranged for someone to take Lin Hui to his dormitory to settle in.

After settling in, Lin Hui went to the cafeteria alone for a meal.

Just as I reached the corner, I bumped into a little boy who was walking with his head down.

"Ouch!"

The books in the little boy's hands suddenly scattered all over the ground.

Lin Hui quickly knelt down to help pick up the books: "Little friend, are you alright?"

The little boy looked up, revealing an innocent and childlike face; it was Wu Zu.

"fine."

Wu Zu shook his head and reached out to take the book that Lin Hui handed him.

Seeing that he was so young and all alone, Lin Hui smiled and said, "I was thinking about something while I was walking and didn't notice you. Did I bump into you and hurt you?"

Seeing the other person's kind face, Wu Zu smiled and shook his head.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about something."

"Haha, you're so young and you've come to the military area alone, aren't you afraid of getting lost? Are you going to the canteen? Uncle will treat you to a meal."

Wu Zu thought about it for a moment. Anyway, he was going to the cafeteria, and he didn't even know where the cafeteria was.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle!"

"Haha, you're welcome!"

After arriving at the cafeteria, the two found a seat and sat down.

Lin Hui ordered a few dishes and casually asked, "Little friend, are your parents family members working at the arms factory?"

With his mouth full of food, Wu Zu mumbled a reply.

He thought that his parents worked at a research institute, so they should be considered family members of an arms factory.

Seeing Wu Zu wolfing down his food, Lin Hui smiled, put some more food on his plate, and then didn't ask any more questions.

Just then, several technical experts walked by and, seeing Lin Hui, greeted him warmly: "Professor Lin! You're here too?"

"Professor Lin, see you at the lecture later!"

Lin Hui smiled and nodded in response.

At this moment, a young technician carrying a tray sat down next to Lin Hui.

"Teacher, everything is arranged!"

Lin Hui nodded: "As long as the arrangements are made, you must study hard these few days. The chief technical director has limited time, so we must seize this rare opportunity."

"Yes, teacher, don't worry!"

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