I use the learning system to engage in technology

Song Yao was carried home by the village party secretary that day. He was often sick when he was a child. Grandma Song strictly prohibited him from participating in any risky activities, and poking a hornet's nest was obviously included in this. After seeing the village party secretary away, Grandma Song immediately punished him with a fierce face. .

When he was punished, he shouted unconvinced: "That's not a wasp, it's a bee. I didn't poke the wasp's nest!"

After shouting, he was still seeking 005's approval in his mind: [005, that's a honeycomb, right? 】

005 never predicted that the host with its front legs had just learned the composition of honey, and then went to poke the honeycomb with its hind legs.

But when faced with the host's inquiry, it still answered very dedicatedly: [Yes host, that's a bee. 】

After receiving 005's approval, Song Yao felt more confident: "Grandma should listen to my explanation. How could you not give me a chance to explain?"

Father Song stood next to him and when he saw that he was still not calm, he said, "Your grandma doesn't care about wasps and bees. Even if it is a donkey or wasp, you will still be punished if you poke it."

Song Yao thought about her grandmother's temperament and felt that it was the same, so she could only give up her defense in despair.

He looked at Father Song next to him: "Dad, why did grandma punish you?"

Father Song looked at the sky: "It's nothing. I saw a hornet's nest on the road, so I poked at it. As a result, I bumped into it while I was poking."

As he spoke, he became happy: "I told her that I've been poking hornet's nests since childhood, and it's absolutely fine. She didn't listen. It was a coincidence. I just stood here and you were taken away. came back."

Song Yao: "..."

Now he finally understood why grandma didn't even listen to the explanation when she heard that he had poked a hornet's nest, so she took him to the wall and made him stand.

Because he was implicated by his own father, Song Yao knew that there was no point in explaining, so he stood with his head down. When the time came, Grandma Song, who had finished cooking and brought out the meal, said angrily to the father and son: "Come over and eat."

A big smile immediately appeared on Song Yao's fair and tender face, and she trotted all the way to sit at the dining table, smiling at Grandma Song flatteringly: "Grandma, aren't you angry anymore?"

Grandma Song said with a tigerish face: "You are angry! How many times have I told you that you have tender skin and wasps are poisonous. One sting will be enough for you. The boy from Liuye Village before, What's his name, Wang Hu? Didn't he go to the hospital just because he was stung by wasps? "

Song Yao quickly shook his head.

Usually when children in their village get sick, they just take a look at the old doctor. Song Yao is different. He is the only one in the Song family. He was weak when he was a child. Even now, he looks white and has no symptoms. Other children are so skinny, so every time he gets sick and has a fever, his family will take him to the hospital for treatment.

Compared with the old doctor's treatment of drinking medicine, injections are more common in hospitals. Song Yao was often stabbed and cried. The hospital was definitely the first place he didn't want to go.

But he doesn't want to give up honey either.

As mentioned in "The Composition of Honey", honey is a good thing. It can not only moisturize the lungs, but also replenish deficiency. In short, drinking it is beneficial.

Of course, the most important reason is that it tastes good, and is said to taste better than sugar water.

In all his life, he has never seen anything better than sugar water.

Song Yao held her grandma's arm and said coquettishly: "That one is really not a wasp, but a bee. There is honey in it. It's sweet, sweeter than sugar."

Grandma Song was unmoved: "I've never heard of honey here. Who are you telling you nonsense?"

Song Yao: "I read it in their study when Uncle Shun took me to the county town for a meeting."

Grandma Song stopped talking.

The Uncle Shun that Song Yao mentioned was the village party secretary.

Just like before when the teacher came to the village and the village party secretary called him to meet people, as the village's face person, the village party secretary had to take Song Yao with him to every county meeting since he was four years old.

Because he is not only good-looking but also smart. After Song Yao accidentally went to the county for the first time and performed a song for the county cadres, showing his excellent memory, their village wanted to apply for a school. It was approved.

Although Song Yao felt that this had nothing to do with him, they went there in the morning and the application came in the afternoon. The village party secretary himself said before that the application process would take several days, so it was obvious that it was approved a few days ago.

But the village party secretary firmly believes that this is the good luck brought by Song Yao.

So from then on, he would bring Song Yao to every meeting.

The cadres in the cadre building who were not holding meetings thought Song Yao was cute when they met, and teased him to teach him how to read while they were having meetings. As a result, he was able to read it as soon as he was taught, and it gradually developed to the point where he would go to the county government when everyone was having meetings. Wandering around looking for books to read.

He is good-looking, polite and well-spoken, and the cadres who work there are very fond of him. If they are not busy, they are willing to teach him what he doesn't understand. Over the past few years, even the village party secretary has not been familiar with Song Yao in the county government.

Originally, the old Song family didn't take it seriously and just treated it as a child and went to play in the county. Anyway, Song Yao was very happy every time he came back from the county. Until last year, he invented the insecticide by himself.

It's easy to say and make. He uses local mountain plants. When he was making it, his family thought he was just playing. But when he made it, it actually prevented insects.

At first, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were still dubious, fearing that the insecticide was poisonous. After the vegetables were cooked, they did not dare to eat them, and they were not willing to feed them to the chickens (it would be a big loss if the chickens were poisoned). Instead, they asked Father Song to go I caught a bird and fed it vegetables. After making sure that the bird was alive and kicking after eating it for a few days, the whole family was as happy as the New Year.

With the insecticide made by Song Yao, they no longer have to go to the fields to catch insects after working hard every day. When their child made something so effective, they naturally wanted to ask him how he knew this method.

Song Yao said he saw it while reading a book at the county government.

From then on, every time before he went to the county government, Grandma Song would pull him there and tell him to study hard there.

The strong atmosphere of longing for knowledge in Dashu Village started from this incident.

They are all from the same village. For example, if you can use some plants to make insecticides and increase production, the Song family will naturally share them with everyone. Of course, this favor will be appreciated by them. But you have to remember, plus Father Song has always loved Baba, so when this happened, he was going to blow his son up to the sky.

As a result, the whole village knew that Song Yao from the Song family could read and read. He also made insecticides through his own reading, which increased the village's food production. What was the reason for all this? Because he has knowledge!

Before the people in the village learned that the book contained the golden house, they first learned that the book contained the insecticide.

Because he read and studied and then made the pesticides himself, Song Yao immediately became a recognized scholar in the village. When walking in the village, he would always have something to eat, either peanuts or flatbreads, and some wild things picked in the mountains. The fruit directly made him the child who was most in need of snacks in the village.

Every time he and the village party secretary go to the county for a meeting, they have to spare some time to read the books there and try to find out a few ways to increase grain production. Of course, there has been no success.

Now when Song Yao said that there was honey in the bee nest, she had read it in the county government book, and Grandma Song began to believe it. She hesitated: "Will this be written in the book?"

She had gone shopping in the county before and saw honey selling, but the price was very expensive for them. One pound cost two yuan. Two yuan was enough to cover the family's expenses for six or seven days.

If she could get it for free... Grandma Song would be a little excited.

Song Yao felt very guilty and whispered: "The more people write books, the more everything can be found in books."

Grandma Song thought the same thing: "Yes, you still saw your insecticide method in the book."

Song Yao felt even more guilty.

Because that method was not learned at the county government at all, but he learned it in the learning system.

It's just that he was sick when he first got the learning system. Every time he told his family about 005, they insisted that he had a fever and ran to the hospital with him on their backs.

After doing this a few times, Song Yao learned the lesson and realized that others could not understand 005. He stared at the needle in the doctor's hand and decided not to mention the learning system in his head again.

Song Yao thought about the sweetness of honey mentioned in the course, and swallowed greedily: "Nai, didn't you say you bought sugar for me to drink last time? If you have this honey, it can replace sugar. , then we don’t have to spend money to buy it.”

Grandma Song pondered. Song Yao was malnourished when he was a child. She heard other people's folk remedies saying that it would be effective for the children to drink sugar water, so every year she soaked the sugar in Song Yao's water and drank it. She didn't know whether it was really a folk remedy or something else. , anyway, Song Yao looks more and more rosy every year.

If the honey can really replace sugar and you have some money left to buy sugar, then of course it would be best. And the honey that costs two yuan a pound is definitely a good thing. Maybe Yao'er will be stronger after drinking it. .

Just as she was thinking about it, Grandpa Song, who had been silent next to her, spoke up: "You can bring it down and take a look."

Grandpa Song usually doesn't speak, and his speech is usually brief, but when he makes a decision, Grandma Song will usually agree. As soon as he opens his mouth, the matter is settled.

Song Yao became happy, he was not afraid of being stung, and turned around to find his pole.

Dad Song was also happy: "If honey is really the same as sugar, our family won't have to buy sugar."

Grandpa Song looked at the happy father and son and said coolly: "Don't go, Yaoer, let your dad go."

Song Yao, who was eager to try: "..."

Before Father Song could get excited, Grandpa Song added slowly: "You are not allowed to take the backpack at home, just go like this."

The expression on Father Song's face immediately fell.

If you don't put a backpack over your head and poke the honeycomb, if you don't run for your life, you won't get stung all over your face.

He has experience in this area. When he was a child, he often got stung because he ran too slowly.

Both father and son were stunned.

But looking at Grandpa Song who was eating slowly, the two of them didn't dare to say anything. Grandpa Song's words are still very useful at home.

Grandpa Song continued: "Yao'er, go and follow me. Go inside and watch, but don't do anything."

Song Yao wanted to say that he also wanted to stab him, but looking at his grandfather's face, he didn't dare to say anything.

Grandpa Song looked at his son again: "Keep an eye on Yao'er. If he gets stung, I won't beat him, I'll beat you."

Song's father agreed with a frown on his face, guessing that this time his father wanted him to be stung in front of Song Yao, so that Song Yao would realize the consequences of poking a honeycomb.

Educate your children, just educate your children, there is no need to sacrifice them.

However, Father Song only dared to think about these words in his heart, and let him say that he did not dare.

With a grimace on his face, he raised his eyes and met Song Yao's gaze.

Song Yao also looked at him with a grimace.

Father and son, you look at each other and I look at each other.

Dad Song: It’s great to be a kid, just waiting to eat.

Song Yao: It’s great to be an adult, and you can poke the beehive in an upright manner.

For a moment, both of them looked eager and full of envy for each other.

Grandpa Song drank the porridge slowly while thinking that the family had only saved 95 yuan this year. Although it could last for a year if they spent frugally, their son was unreliable and their youngest child was still young, so they should save more money.

If it was really honey, he would let his son go to the county to see if he could sell it. Isn't the country advocating that everyone should be brave enough to do business recently? With the money from selling it, he would have money to buy milk powder. With milk powder, the youngest child could eat it to replenish his body. If he had a good body, his brain would also be good. If he had a good brain, he could go to college. By the way, speaking of going to college, there was a new teacher in the village, and the youngest child had to follow him to learn. I don't know if Teacher He had eaten yet. Should I send her some eggs and try to get closer to the teacher...

Next to the school, He Junwen, who didn't know how many parents were talking about her, had just prepared the lesson plan. After putting it away, she looked at the lights on in the house not far away.

Before the village party secretary and his friends left, they specifically told her that there were still several families around the school. If there was anything, they would hear and come to help. It must be said that this gave He Junwen a lot of security.

She looked at the unfinished letter on the table, took it and continued writing:

[Although the children in this village are a little naughty, the adults are still very reliable...]

Thinking of this, she glanced at something from the corner of her eye, and He Junwen subconsciously looked up, only to see Song Yao, who had been taken away before, walking by the window again, but this time he didn't hold the pole in his hand. When he saw her looking at him, he immediately showed a cute smile on his face and greeted her very politely:

"Hello, teacher."

Before He Junwen could react, Song's father was walking behind his son with a pole in his hand. When he saw her, he also greeted her enthusiastically: "Hello, Teacher He."

The father and son walked over slowly and naturally.

He Junwen: "..."

She always felt that the pole in Song's father's hand looked familiar, and it looked like the one Song Yao held before poking the beehive.

Did she see it wrongly?

After a few seconds of silence, He Junwen opened the door and poked his head out to look out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The sudden loud voice startled her, and when she looked closely, she saw Song's father throwing away his pole and running towards the open space. There was a beehive on the ground behind him, and a small group of black dots were chasing in the air.

He Junwen: "..."

That... is a bee? ?

She watched Song's father running fast, shouting as he ran: "Ah ...