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After eating, Song Yao dug out his small backpack, took the bamboo tube rice, and waited eagerly at the door of Song's father's room.

Father Song, who still wanted to go back to sleep again: "..."

He tried to discuss with his son: "Can we go to the county later?"

"Don't you just want to go to the county government to look for books? You can find books quickly, so it doesn't matter if you go later."

Song Yao begged pitifully: "Dad, we can't be late. The county government has many books. It's very difficult to find them."

Father Song was vacillating between "Then let my son go early" and "Why don't we just go back to sleep".

In the end, Grandma Song, who came over with a big cake, made the final decision:

"If Yao'er wants to read and study, that's a good thing to make progress. It's also good to go early."

She wrapped the big cake she made specially in the morning in oil paper and put it in Song Yao's small backpack.

He told him: "When you see the county magistrate, give him this to eat. Do you understand?"

Song Yao was so attracted by the smell of the cake that he kept looking back.

You must know that the Song family rarely makes pancakes. After all, pancakes still require oil and flour.

Even if they are not hungry, the children are still hungry:

"Grandma, the county magistrate has a small appetite and cannot eat such a big pie."

Grandma Song stroked her grandson's black hair and said, "You don't care whether he can eat or not. This is etiquette."

"You go to someone's property to look for books, why don't you give him something to eat to express your gratitude?"

Song Yao wanted to say that the county magistrate always welcomed everyone to study at the county government, but obviously Grandma Song couldn't listen.

In previous years, Song Yao could be said to have gone to meetings with the village party secretary, but this time there was no such reason.

The book is so expensive, and if someone is willing to let them read it, it is because of their kindness, and they can't help but be grateful.

Father Song was urged to get up from the bed, hold his son's little hand and walk towards the county without any complaints.

While walking, he couldn't help teasing Song Yao:

"Hey, Yao'er, dad wanted you to read, but he didn't even get enough sleep. How can you repay dad?"

Song Yao said seriously: "Dad, you can also study at the county government."

He patted his chest and said, "I'm very good at finding books. No matter dad, you want to learn mathematics, Chinese, or history and geography, I can find them."

Dad Song: "...Actually, it's good that I didn't sleep in. You don't have to repay me."

The two of them wandered all the way to the county, and headed towards the county government with a clear goal.

The county government is the tallest building in the county. It is said that this building was attacked by artillery fire during the war. It was later rebuilt by the head of the family and donated to the army as a base.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the owner of this building signed a formal donation letter again, and it became the county government of their county.

The county government is large and empty.

After the current county magistrate took office, he collected a lot of books and put them in it, and some people who had books at home donated some. Gradually, the number of books here became the largest in the county.

The county magistrate later said that anyone from the county can come to the county government to borrow books.

Father Song has not been to the county government for a long time. As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the orderly appearance everywhere:

"When I came to the county government ten years ago, this building was so dilapidated that even the tables, chairs and benches had three legs. It has only been ten years, and the changes have been huge."

Song Yao liked to hear these things that he didn't know, so he immediately pricked up his ears:

"Dad, was the county government very broken ten years ago?"

Father Song nodded: "It's broken. It wasn't broken at that time. Now you are enjoying the blessings and can still eat. I was often hungry when I was a child."

Song Yao was shocked: "Why? Didn't you farm the land well?"

In his opinion, only those who do not cultivate the land well will not have enough to eat, just like Sister Axiu's family in Xiaoshu Village.

In her family, both her parents are lazy and cannot harvest enough, so sister Axiu often doesn't have enough to eat.

Father Song laughed at his son's naivety: "You brat, do you think that as long as you farm the land well, you won't be short of food?"

Song Yao opened her round eyes, with "Isn't it?" written all over her face?

Father Song gave him popular science:

"Do you think our family has enough food?

When you were one and a half years old, the harvest in the fields failed. You were so hungry that you cried. It was only your father who killed a wild roe deer and exchanged it for food, so you didn't starve to death. "

Song Yao was shocked: "Is our family really that poor?"

In my impression, he has eaten fine grains since childhood.

He always thought that his family was very rich.

Father Song corrected him: "It's not that our family is poor, it's that everyone was poor at that time."

Seeing that his son still looked in disbelief, Father Song realized that his son seemed to have a misunderstanding about his family's financial situation.

"There was a severe drought that year, and people across the country were unable to open the pot. At that time, many people could not bear to chew tree bark and eat soil. The situation in our county is better, and we can't handle your kid who vomits as soon as he eats whole grains and would rather be hungry than eat.

Your grandma was so worried at that time, she held you while crying and coaxing you to eat whole grains. If your little dad hadn't brought you rice and grains, you might not be here now. "

In fact, what Father Song said was a bit of an understatement.

Song Yao was already weak. At one and a half years old, he was not as big as others who were half a year older. His throat was extremely tender, and he would get blood cuts whenever he ate whole grains.

How can a child know so much? If it hurts, he will refuse to eat it. When he is hungry, he will be weak. When he is weak, he will feel more uncomfortable and unwilling to eat.

At that time, the Song family thought they would not be able to support the child.

At that time, Father Song was so crying that he wanted to kneel down to his son and beg him to eat.

Of course, he would never admit that he was crying at this moment. He only pinched his son's white and tender little face:

"In the past two years, everything has gotten better. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a good taste. You would eat either meat or eggs every day."

Song Yao looked confused.

How could he remember what happened when he was one and a half years old? Listening to his father talking about it now, it felt like he was listening to someone else's story.

【005, is what my father said true? 】

005 doesn’t know either: [Host, I wasn’t here yet at that time. 】

It checked the information in the database: [But according to history, it was indeed a difficult time before the founding of the People's Republic of China forty years ago. 】

Afraid that the host would be frightened, it specifically added:

[But the book also said that these forty years were the forty years since the founding of Zhongzhou, and they were also the most difficult forty years. After passing through, everything gradually got better. 】

Song Yao perked up and ignored the word "slowly".

He just said it!

Their country, Zhongzhou, will become the most powerful country in the interstellar world in the future!

This is why Song Yao is inexplicably confident about his own economy and even the entire village's and national economy.

After all, when 005 came to Song Yao, the child was just seven years old.

It is the best time to learn and absorb knowledge.

But at that time, there were no peers around him, and his parents were also very busy. He had been weak since he was a child, and a seven-year-old was not as strong as a four- or five-year-old child. Grandma Song did not dare to let him out of the parents' sight.

So during this year, what Song Yao came into contact with the most was the systematic learning and education from more than three thousand years later.

Of course, Zhongzhou, more than three thousand years later, is not so narcissistic.

But confident.

There are some things that you don’t need to emphasize at all. Various test questions can subtly give children the concept of "our country is so great and strong."

for example:

[What are the reasons for Zhongzhou’s status as the strongest interstellar country? 】

[A few years after Planet 75u provoked Zhongzhou State, it submitted a surrender application to our country? 】

[Why is Zhongzhou the most difficult country in the universe to apply for citizenship and immigrate to? 】

Song Yao grew up under such examination questions.

Can he not be confident?

If it weren't for Teacher He's words, he still feels that he can choose the spaceship department when he grows up.

Song Yao, who has been exposed to the history and culture of thousands of years in the future for a full year, obviously will not change sides just because of his father's words.

So he stretched out his arms and signaled his father to pick him up, then patted his father's arm like an adult:

"It's okay. Everything will be fine starting from this year."

He clenched his small fists: "Our country in Zhongzhou is the first...the most powerful country in the future. Time will tell everything!"

Dad Song: ...Teacher He is really too confident.

As soon as he opened his mouth to say something, he heard an excited shout:

"good!"

The sound was like a bell, and Father Song was so frightened that he trembled, and the hand holding his son almost loosened.

When he turned around, he saw an old man in a gray-blue shirt walking over with admiration on his face and touched his son's little head.

"A strong youth will make a country strong. If the next generation of our Central Continent is like you, why not worry about the rise of Central Continent."

"I wish all the children in our country could think like this."

Song Yao was flattered by the praise: "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."

Father Song had never met him before, and he was a little timid when he saw that he was very formal when he spoke.

Which cadre is this?

He speaks so grandly and looks so imposing, he must not be a high official.

Song Yao was not afraid at all. He slid off his father's body and pulled the old man's arm:

"Grandpa Wang, aren't you busy today?"

The old man chuckled and picked up the child: "It's still quite busy, but after hearing what you said, I couldn't help but come over."

"Yao'er, I heard that the teacher from your village is here. He seems to be a good teacher."

Song Yao nodded proudly: "Teacher He is very powerful. Everyone in our village likes Teacher He very much!"

"Then you must learn from the teacher and serve the motherland when you grow up."

Hearing these familiar words, Father Song suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Song Yao raised his head confidently and said with familiarity:

"Of course, when I grow up, I want to make our country of Zhongzhou the most powerful country."

Father Song covered his face.

It didn't matter if he said this in front of his family, but if he was bragging like this to the county government, he could imagine his son's social death when he grew up.

The old man didn't think it was anything. He also thought Song Yao was very ambitious.

Although he didn't think Song Yao could do it.

But that doesn’t stop him from boasting:

"Yes, yes, this is a good goal. Grandpa knows you can definitely achieve it."

Song Yao nodded excitedly.

He kept talking about how hard he worked to achieve this goal.

I study for more than eight hours every day.

I have done a lot of questions given by Teacher He.

Even before going to bed, I have to review the previous content.

It was obviously a normal daily routine for a child, but when Song Yao came out of his mouth, he felt inexplicably ups and downs and busy.

But this cannot be concealed. What he said were very small things.

Seeing that Song Yao had already talked about what Teacher He taught them on the first day, to what Teacher He taught them on the third class, and planned to talk about it on the fourth day, Song's father was scratching his head.

Everyone said he was very busy, so why was his son still holding on to people and talking non-stop.

The other party looked like a big cadre at first glance. What if things were delayed because of his son.

But let him go up and interrupt him. The old man watched and listened very happily.

From time to time, he would praise his son for his seriousness and diligence, and then help him explain what he didn’t understand:

"Your grandma is right. Since she has left the stall, the money will probably not come back. If your father goes to make trouble, the other party may even give him a rake."

"But who is this person? How can a cadre even take the hard-earned money of ordinary people?"

Song Yao angrily told him what his father told him about the person's appearance.

Father Song couldn't stop him in time and couldn't care less about the entanglement. He hurried forward:

"I haven't been to the government compound a few times. I don't know his name. We are also afraid of misunderstanding a good person. This matter has been left alone, so let's forget it."

The old man pondered for a moment: "I can't forget it."

"I know him. He is not from our county. He often comes here on business trips. I have heard people say that he really likes to take advantage of others. I didn't expect that he could actually deceive people by taking advantage of their poor arithmetic.

How shameless! Not only did they lose the face of our county, but they also lost the face of their county! "

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he directly assured:

"Don't worry, I will let all the cadres in this building know about this!"

Father Song was frightened when he heard this.

All cadres... How difficult would that be? He wouldn't dare to ask for such a big favor:

"No, no, it's too troublesome for you. I didn't pay attention to it. I'll just pay attention next time."

Old man: "It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of convenience."

He was very confident: "There is no place in this building that I can't go to. I think it will be very convenient to send messages."

Song Yao also nodded: "Yes, Dad, Grandpa Wang is very powerful. If he wants to spread the word, he has never failed."

Father Song was even more shocked.

How big does this old man's official role need to be so that everyone can hear what he wants to say?

Oh my God, this is the first time he has spoken to a high official face to face.

You should give it a good blowing when you get back.

As he was thinking, the old man looked up at the clock on the wall:

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to work. Be a good boy, study hard and serve the motherland."

Song Yao looked confident: "I can do it!!"

Then he looked at Father Song: "Comrade, study hard and don't be fooled again."

Dad Song: "...I will."

Seeing that both father and son nodded in agreement, the old man left with satisfaction.

Father Song watched him go far away, then he leaned into his son's ear and whispered:

"Yao'er, what does this comrade do? He looks so awesome."

Song Yao: "Isn't it obvious?"

Dad Song: "? How obvious is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old man walking up to the broom, picking it up skillfully and starting to sweep the floor.

He slowly swept the floor at the door. The busy cadres who came in said hello and left directly. The less busy cadres poked their heads in the air:

"Uncle Wang, is there anything going on in the county these days? I just came back from another county, so I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with everyone's progress."

The old man looked left and right, then swept the floor and spoke to him in a low voice, as if "I'll tell you a secret."

When other cadres who were passing by saw him like this, they immediately pricked up their ears:

"What's wrong? Uncle Wang, what did you hear again? I want to hear it too."

In just one moment, the old man was surrounded by the newly entered cadres, and the cadres who had already sat down eagerly stood up and looked over.

Father Song's sharp eyes even saw the county magistrate strolling in holding an enamel cup.

He: "... Yao'er, this comrade cannot be..."

Song Yao raised his chin proudly:

"There is no place in the entire government building that Grandpa Wang cannot go to and spread the word."

"He is the only cleaner in the whole building! How awesome!"