"Hello, sir, you can’t use your phone on the plane," the flight attendant said to gently.
I asked confusedly, "Why can’t we use phones on the plane?"
"Because planes in the sky fly along designated routes, and the entire flight must be directed by ground aviation managent personnel. In the sky, the pilot flies the plane while communicating with the ground using the aircraft’s communication and navigation equipnt. The navigation equipnt on the plane uses radio waves for directional guidance, receiving electromagnetic waves emitted by ground navigation stations to accurately determine the plane’s position. If the plane deviates from its course, the autopilot will imdiately correct the error to ensure normal flight. When a mobile phone is used, it emits electromagnetic waves that interfere with the plane’s navigation equipnt and control systems, causing the automatic control systems to receive incorrect information, leading to erroneous operations and potentially triggering dangerous situations. In severe cases, it can cause the plane to crash," the flight attendant explained to Zhang Zhentian.
Listening to the flight attendant’s explanation, I suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. He originally wanted to cause trouble and find a way to make a call, but now he felt too embarrassed to continue. He felt really awkward; on a plane full of people, he was the only one asking the flight attendant why phones couldn’t be used.
The plane took off, and Old Master Zhang was still at ho wondering why Xia Jing hadn’t called yet to report her safety. Several days had passed, and Old Master Zhang was starting to worry. He had just been mumbling, and then the phone rang. Aunt Xu answered the call.
"Hello, this is the Zhang Family, whom are you looking for?"
Upon hearing Aunt Xu’s voice, the caller said, "Aunt Xu, it’s Xia Jing. Is Uncle ho?"
Upon hearing Xia Jing’s voice, Aunt Xu quickly replied, "Yes, yes, of course, he’s at ho. The old master was just mumbling about why you haven’t called to report your safety yet, and here you are calling. Hold on, I’ll go get the old master for you."
Aunt Xu excitedly ran upstairs and gently knocked on the door of Elder Zhang’s Study. Old Master Zhang said to let Aunt Xu in. Upon hearing Old Master Zhang’s approval, she quickly ran inside and said to him, "Master, Xia Jing has called you."
"What?" Old Master Zhang said with a hint of excitent to Aunt Xu, "I was just mumbling about her, and now she’s called . Aunt Xu, did the call hang up?"
"No, Master, the call hasn’t hung up yet. I told Xia Jing to wait, and then I ca up to get you," Aunt Xu replied happily to Old Master Zhang.
"Let’s go, let’s go, what are we waiting for? Let’s go down and answer the call," he said, like a child and ran downstairs to the living room, eagerly picking up the phone and asking, "Is it Xia Jing?"
"Yes, Uncle, it’s . How have you been lately?" Xia Jing asked softly.
"Good, Uncle is doing well. You should take care of your health while you’re away and don’t worry about Uncle; Uncle is waiting for you to co back and visit ," Old Master Zhang said, his eyes glistening with tears.
"Uncle, you should also take good care of your health. After so ti, I’ll co back to see you."
"Good, Uncle will be waiting for you to co back!" Old Master Zhang said.
"Uncle, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now," Xia Jing said, preparing to end the call, but Old Master Zhang imdiately stopped her.
"Wait, Xia Jing, don’t you want to know about Zhentian’s situation?" Old Master Zhang tentatively asked Xia Jing.
Xia Jing fell silent. How could she not want to know about Zhang Zhentian’s situation? She didn’t know how to ask, nor how to talk about it. She thought it would be better if they took so ti to cool down before contacting each other.
"Uncle, I don’t want to discuss Zhentian right now. Please keep it a secret from him and don’t tell him where I am."
Hearing Xia Jing’s words, Old Master Zhang felt a bit awkward. He had already told the whole story, and now Zhentian has boarded the plane to fly to the UK. How should he tell Xia Jing this? Old Master Zhang felt conflicted.
I learned many things from Aunt Xu later. Looking back, do you think I’m foolish, needing to rely on others to learn these things?
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