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With the eager anticipation of the three adults, the train was finally approaching Lecheng.

When they were only one stop away, the staff came over to say something to them.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had already put away their big spider (brother Yuan Jiang said it would scare others), and now they sat down obediently and each of them gnawed a sesame seed cake.

Although the sesame cakes were a bit cold, they still tasted delicious.

But the two children, who were raised delicately at home, were still not used to eating sesame seed cakes dryly.

Song Yao smacked his lips: "I want to drink water..."

Father Song immediately handed over the water glass he had bought a long time ago: "Drink, it's still a little warm."

Song Yao put down the sesame cake, took it with both hands and took a sip, then pursed his lips and said, "Dad, it's not hot anymore."

After leaving it for a day and a night, it's strange that it gets hot.

But now we are on the train. When we go to get hot water, Dad Song coaxes him warmly:

"Be good, drink something hot when you get off the train, and make do with it for now."

Song Yao looked back at the staff eagerly: "Can't we ask that sister to give us hot water?"

When he went to the county, if he was thirsty, he would knock on the door on the roadside, and the uncles and aunts there would bring him hot water to drink.

Dad Song laughed at him: "Where can there be hot water on the train? Hot water needs to be burned with firewood. This is on the train. Can it be burned?"

Zhao Xiaodong patted his belly generously:

"Yao'er, if you want to drink something hot, put the cup on my stomach. It will be hot in a moment."

In the winter, when he couldn't finish the steamed buns and wanted to eat them later, this was how he kept the steamed buns warm.

Song Yao looked at his belly: "Forget it, how long do I have to wait?"

Although he didn't like drinking cold water, he knew there was nothing he could do, so he could only frown and drink it bit by bit.

After drinking the water, he went to find Zhao Xiaodong to mutter.

"I don't like drinking cold water. Did you know? There are bugs and eggs in cold water. If we keep drinking cold water, those bugs will hatch in our stomachs, and eventually we will have strips of big bugs in our stomachs. ”

Father Song was taking the cup and drinking it himself. Hearing this, he coughed several times and almost choked:

"Yao'er, this water was bought to be boiled. Now it's just cooled down. There won't be any insects."

The Song family didn't have the habit of drinking hot water before. After all, hot water requires burning firewood and buying a kettle to fill it.

The warm kettle is so expensive. If the doctor hadn't said that Song Yao was weak and it was best not to drink cold water, the Song family wouldn't have bought one.

But last year I didn’t know which book Song Yao was in, so I read it, and it was said that there were bugs in the water that was not boiled.

He was only seven years old at the time, so his family naturally didn't believe him.

They have been drinking cold water since they were young, and their stomachs have never come out of their stomachs.

Then, Song Yao caught a mantis and showed it to them.

The Song family's faces turned green when they witnessed a long, thin worm crawling out of the belly of a praying mantis.

From then on, the Song family didn't like drinking cold water.

Song Yao is a little more refined. He only likes to drink warm drinks. He doesn't like hot drinks or cold drinks.

Song Yao was pouting at this moment: "I don't like drinking cold water anyway."

Zhao Xiaodong came over and said, "Yao'er, doesn't our spider get hot? If we put water on it, it might get hot."

Song Yao was a little timid: "No, have you forgotten what the book said? When it gets hot, we have to turn it off quickly, otherwise it will explode."

Yuan Jiang next to him caught the word "explode" and looked at them alertly.

"Will it explode again?"

Explosion is no joke.

Children may not know its power without seeing it, but Yuan Jiang has seen it with his own eyes.

Song Yao caught his sight and immediately made a promise:

"Brother Yuanjiang, don't worry. We changed the thread after we found it started to get hot. It's not hot anymore, so don't worry."

Before Yuan Jiang could take a breath, he heard him continue to swear:

"So our spider will never be destroyed!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Is the focus on spiders?

The focus is your safety.

He silently decided that it would be better to guard the other party 24 hours a day from now on.

After Song Yao appeased (in his own opinion) Yuan Jiang, he happily went to discuss the hot water issue with Zhao Xiaodong.

He said: "Why must hot water be burned with firewood or coal, but not with anything else?"

Zhao Xiaodong thought so too. The nine-year-old child pointed out with a serious face: "Why don't we use our stomachs to heat it up?"

Song Yao: "You are so stupid. You use your stomach to hot water. If the water is hot, won't your stomach become cold? Then you will definitely get sick."

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it carefully: "What you said makes some sense."

He regretted again: "It's a pity that our spider might explode when it gets hot. Otherwise, if we had to connect that line back again, it would be so hot that it could definitely be used to heat water."

Song Yao: "It feels hot because the wires are connected wrongly."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up and he went to see Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong also thought about it and looked at him with bright eyes.

Song Yao happily asked: "Although it only gets hot under the wrong circumstances, does this also mean that electrical energy can be converted into heat energy?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded excitedly:

"Yeah, yeah, if we find out why it's hot, we can boil the water quickly."

Their eyes were shining brightly as they looked at the strange-looking big spider.

And then after hours of hard work piecing it together.

They started working hard to take it apart again.

The feet are the most difficult and difficult to remove, but both of them like to remove the feet the most.

So they would have some disputes from time to time.

"I'll remove this leg, you go and remove that one."

"No, I want to remove it too. We installed this leg together."

"The threads are twisted together. Quick, quick, raise your wings higher, eh! You are so stupid! Another level of twisting!"

"Obviously you pulled the thread too fast!"

"Nonsense! It's you!"

"It's you, it's you, it's you!"

"Bounce!"

"Bounce again!"

Because they are out now, they are also very concerned about whether they will disturb others.

So when we quarreled, we kept our voices as low as possible.

So this caused the three adults to watch helplessly as the two children took turns lying in each other's ears and whispering:

“I bounce back forever!”

Three people: "..."

After such a long wait, the train finally arrived.

At the moment they arrived at the station, the three adults all breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were a little regretful.

The child sighed sadly: "This is our first time taking a train. Why did we arrive so quickly?"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Xiaodong, who had completely forgotten that he was quarreling with Song Yao just now, also kept echoing: "We haven't had time to do anything yet, time passed too fast."

Song Yao nodded: "Yes, yes, it doesn't feel as long as dad said."

The three adults who heard the two children's sighs said: "..."

This is definitely the "longest" train they have ever taken.

It was crowded when I got on the train.

It was also crowded when I got off the train.

Yuan Jiang increased his vigilance again and protected the two children from the station.

He didn't relax after getting off the train, his eyes were always on the two children.

Someone helps look after the children, and Father Song can take time to look around:

"Teacher Xiao He, shall we take you home first?"

Teacher He was also watching for a while which direction they were going. After hearing this, he quickly said:

"You guys will stay at my house, right? I still have two empty rooms in my house that can just fit in, so you don't have to spend money to find a place to live outside."

"No, no, no."

Father Song hurriedly refused.

If Teacher He were a man, he would buy some gifts and stay at the other party's house.

After all, we are in a strange city, so it would be best if we can live with people we know.

But Teacher He is a young and beautiful girl.

They themselves know that the relationship between the two parties is just an ordinary teacher and parents of students. Oh yes, Yuan Jiang can also be regarded as a colleague relationship.

But the neighbors of Teacher He’s house don’t necessarily think so.

Although Teacher He doesn't seem like someone who cares about this, it's better not to cause trouble to others.

Before departure, Grandma Song repeatedly reminded her not to stay at Teacher He's house. Although Father Song was usually unreliable, he was still very understanding at times like this.

"We are probably going to stay for a while this time, so it would be more convenient to find a house to rent. Teacher Xiao He, you are a local. Do you know where a house is easier to rent and the price is cheaper?"

Teacher He really knows.

After all, she grew up in Lecheng, and she knew every plant and tree in the area. She immediately asked Dad Song carefully what kind of house he wanted to rent.

Within half an hour, she filtered out:

"If you want to go to night school to study, there is a place that is very suitable. The rental price is very cheap, and the people who come and go are students and teachers. My sister-in-law rented there for a period of time before and said it was quite good."

She looked at the sky: "It's still early, I'll take you over to have a look. If you don't like it, you can stay at my house tonight."

Father Song naturally nodded, but in his mind he thought he might as well stay in a hotel if he didn't like it.

Lecheng is quite big, but the place Teacher He mentioned is not very far from the train station.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were held by adults and looked around curiously along the way.

They were mainly curious about the flat road on the ground and the cyclists around them. When they saw the traffic policeman standing on the platform wearing white clothes, a black belt and a white hat, their eyes lit up.

"Wow! This brother's clothes look so good!"

"Better looking than Brother Xiaohu and the others!"

After the Suliu flood ended, Liu Xiaohu and the others also returned to Huling County.

He did not come to find Song Yao and the others. Instead, he brought two beautiful little whistles to them. It is said that he bought them on the road when they came back.

Song Yao likes that little whistle very much. Even though Grandpa Song, whose carpentry skills are getting better and better now, says that he can also make it, this little whistle is still Song Yao's favorite one.

Teacher He smiled as the two children shared their feelings, and explained to them from time to time.

"These are traffic police, their job is to direct traffic."

The red and white bus drove slowly by, taking away Song Yao's sight.

“We don’t have this kind of car in our county, and we don’t have that many bicycles either.”

Teacher He patted his little shoulder: "It will happen in the future."

Zhao Xiaodong's eyes were attracted by the tall sycamore trees on the roadside.

He raised his neck and looked: "Wow, teacher, the trees here grow so neatly."

Teacher He explained: "These trees were deliberately planted like this, so they are neat."

When Song Yao came to a big city for the first time, everything he saw was strange.

Pedestrians passing by on bicycles.

A bus full of people.

Sometimes you can see black cars driving by.

The adults around were almost not wearing patched clothes. Most of them were holding big bags in their hands. There were also many aunts with curly hair and beautiful and compact high heels at their feet.

No one in Xinghe County would dress like this.

It’s not a matter of fashion or not, the main thing is that high heels and pretty little skirts are too expensive.

Song Yao had walked around Xinghe County so many times, and he had only seen Sister Dong wearing a beautiful red plaid skirt, but because no one else wore it like this, she didn't wear it often.

The child who has been staying in the mountains clearly understands.

They were obviously in the same era, but compared to Lecheng and Xinghe County, they were like another world.

Fortunately, the child does not feel inferior about this.

After all, he is also someone who has watched the 4,000-year founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China.

He just felt that everything around him was very novel. While feeling novel, he proudly said to 005:

[Our current era is not as backward as the history courses say. Look, how amazing it is. 】

005: [If the host was here a year ago, I would definitely be able to find out that I have traveled through time. 】

Song Yao didn't quite understand: [Hey, why? 】

005: [Because the means of transportation on the streets now are all antiques. 】

Why did it know that it was the 40th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China after it had been with Song Yao for a year?

It's not because Xinghe County is too poor and has no transportation at all. Everyone relies on walking and communicating by shouting.

005 is a novice AI. What it sees is that the Song family is very poor, and the surrounding areas of the Song family are also very poor.

But it is an AI that has received systematic training, and it will not discriminate against the host's poverty.

It just calmly feeds the host chicken soup, telling him that as long as he studies hard, he will be admitted to the First Academy, that he will get a lot of salary after entering the spaceship department, and that he will stand out after becoming a captain.

The result... is not that the host is poor, but that the entire Central Continent is poor at this moment.

The chicken soup was all in vain.

On the other hand, Song Yao's super-confidence was subtly influenced by the system, and wherever he went, he felt that he was the most handsome kid.

Just like now, the child proudly expressed:

"Antiques, I know, antiques are very valuable. Wouldn't it be a lot of money if I got the vehicles on the street from you?"

005 made a judgment and felt that what he said was correct. Thousands of years later, the planet Zhongzhou has moved to another place to live. If these "antiques" from thousands of years ago can be preserved, they will certainly be very valuable:

【Yes. 】

So Song Yao became even more proud.

It was the first time for Father Song to come to such a big city, and he was a little timid at first.

When he saw his son's majestic and high-spirited attitude, he just walked out of the "This is all our country" momentum, and he was puzzled.

"Yao'er, what are you happy about?"

Song Yao happily shared with him:

"Dad, look at how awesome we are in Central Continent! We are from Central Continent, so of course we should be happy!"

Father Song thought the same thing.

Regardless of Xinghe County or Lecheng, aren't they both Zhongzhou?

So he no longer felt timid or timid. He straightened his back and showed a magnanimous expression.

Zhao Xiaodong is the same as Song Yao.

He had never thought about the word "inferiority" and was still looking around excitedly.

After seeing the large sculpture erected on the roadside, he let out a surprised cry:

"Yao'er, look, it's so awesome. Is this made of stone?"

Song Yao also raised his head and looked up with bright eyes: "Wow! That's amazing. Hey, he looks so familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere."

Father Song looked up and saw:

"Hey! This is the big boss! Let's say goodbye quickly and ask him to bless us to come out safely this time."

Song Yao looked suddenly enlightened.

Although everyone in Dashu Village didn't have much money, almost every family bought portraits of several important leaders in Zhongzhou.

Some are hung on the wall, and some are hung on the table.

They pray during festivals, mostly to pray for peace.

This head was brought up by Grandpa Seven.

Every time he prays, his descendants will help him kneel down and kowtow.

Grandpa Seven was the only one in the village who participated in the war and came back alive. People in the village didn't say anything about it, but they still admired and convinced him in their hearts.

At first, only one or two families followed him, but as time went by, almost the whole village had portraits of big leaders.

They pray when the harvest is good, when there is not enough food to eat, they pray again, when good things happen to the family, they pray again, and when the family encounters difficulties, they pray again.

Anyway, just say goodbye.

The Song family has a portrait that has been used for several years, and it was often taught by family members to worship it.

Now that his father said this, he stepped back and took a look, and found that it was really the sculpture of one of the big leaders, so he immediately bowed his head and bowed three times with his father with a serious look on his face.

He muttered: "Please help me make my sheep-herding spider, please. Also, I want to see what the bullet looks like when it comes out. Also, I want to be able to eat candied haws on a stick every week." ...Well, also, it would be nice if I could drink hot water at any time..."

After he finished speaking, he quietly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiaodong next to him who also had his eyes closed and was making a wish, and added in his heart:

And the hand that wants to scare Zhao Xiaodong, it would be better if it could be made this year.

Teacher He didn't think it was anything at first, but when he saw them praying so seriously, he couldn't help but go forward and bow after thinking about it.

After Song Yao finished bowing, he turned back to greet Yuan Jiang:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, please come and say goodbye soon. I hope the leader will bless you in good health and safety."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He said tactfully: "The big leader is still in good health..."

Even if the big leaders are indeed respected by others, there is no way they would worship a living person.

Song Yao didn't get what he meant.

The child was reminded and quickly bowed again, while adding:

"Yes, yes, and I hope you can live a long life and be in good health..."

Yuanjiang:……

Looking at Father Song and Teacher He who are also bowing, he seems to be a bit unsociable if he doesn't bow.

The cold-blooded soldier silently stepped forward and paid his respects.

What I am asking for is the same as Song Yao’s last sentence.

After the group paid homage to the leader, and when they stood up again, everyone seemed to feel confident instantly.

Especially Song Yao, who looked as if his wish had been fulfilled, with a happy face.

Teacher He’s family does not have this tradition.

But after staying in Dashu Village for a while, she seemed to be assimilated.

Specifically, after she finished praying, she looked relieved.

Everyone happily arrived at the area that Teacher He mentioned.

Nowadays, it is very easy to find a house to rent. All you need to do is read small advertisements on telephone poles or walls.

And these rental ads are very down-to-earth.

Many small advertisements say, "Go forward, turn right, and the seventeenth door is green, that's my home."

Very easy to find.

Once you’ve liked the house, it’s time to negotiate the price.

Father Song, a master at bargaining, stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

He started having sex with the landlord.

Song Yao listened carefully at the side with his bright black eyes open.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaodong looked bored, he even pulled him:

"You should study hard. My father is very good at bargaining. Last time he talked to someone for three hours. The uncle's price was much cheaper, and he even gave us a pair of chopsticks."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't want to learn: "Three hours is too long. Does Uncle Song always negotiate for such a long time?"

Song Yao shook his head: "Aren't we going to send Teacher He home later? If Dad can't make it through, he will probably find another family."

Anyway, there are so many people renting here, if this one can’t do it, there are others.

The landlord, who was bargaining hard with Song's father, twitched his lips when he heard the child's words.

"Okay, okay, it's not easy for you with your children, so I'll pay the price you said."

Father Song nodded cheerfully: "Then let's write a contract now, shall we? Make it clear when the rent deposit will be rented and when the rent will be rented.

Please forgive me, we outsiders only dare to rent if we want to be safe. "

A contract was also written, and it looked quite formal, and the last trace of unwillingness in the landlord's heart was gone.

When renting a house to out-of-towners, he is also afraid that they will take away the things in the house and run away.

After the two parties discussed and wrote the contract and signed their names, the house was considered to be rented.

The landlord gave him the key. Although he only planned to stay for a month, Song's father still cautiously decided to change the lock.

Then you need to buy a new lock.

Song Yao patted her chest and said, "No need to buy it, I have it here."

He rummaged through his schoolbag and found a lock.

Dad Song: "...why do you still wear a lock when you go out?"

Song Yao said: "This is used to lock our biting spider. Its mouth is open and it will not close unless something sticks in, so we bought a lock to lock its mouth before departure. "

The child expressed generously:

"Now that it has been taken apart, the lock is no longer needed. Let's use it to lock our new house!"

Dad Song looked at the various legs, heads, eyes and wings in his schoolbag:

"You spiders don't crawl all over the house at night, do you?"

He still remembers the sight of a strange-shaped object that was larger than his face and made his heart skip a beat when he glanced at it.

If this thing crawls on his face while sleeping...

Father Song silently walked a little further away from his son's little schoolbag.

"Will not."

Song Yao was very sure: "We only have so much material, and we have to study other things next. It shouldn't be turned into a sheep-herding spider."

"Yeah."

Zhao Xiaodong also expressed great expectations: "We want to try other methods."

Don't know what the reason is.

Obviously they had enough materials at home and could go to the factory and use the machines, but at that time they didn't have so much inspiration.

But now, there are only so many materials, and they can only make one object at most, but the two children find it more and more interesting as they make it.

Song Yao happily expressed:

"Maybe we can make it fly, just like the wooden dragonfly we saw at the last temple fair! Let's put some more wings on it tonight, hehe."

Dad Song: "..."

He imagined a dark thing with more than twenty legs, two heads, a dozen eyes, and five or six pairs of wings flying around the room:

"...Comrade Yuan Jiang, do you really want to live in the same house with them?"

Yuan Jiang said with a cold face: "I want to ensure their safety."

Father Song looked at him sympathetically: "Why do I think that you are no longer safe after you live with them?"

Yuan Jiang: "...I was unprepared before, but I won't be the next time."

Although he also felt that even if he was prepared, it would be a bit difficult to do such weird things to two children.

But he is professionally trained.

He believes he can.

When Song Yao saw them saying this, he was a little unhappy: "Dad, what do you mean? We pay great attention to safety, okay?"

"That's right, Uncle Song, don't underestimate us. We will stop as soon as we find something is wrong."

"Yeah, yeah."

The child, who felt that he had been underestimated, pouted: "I have never been injured before, so I have to be careful."

Dad Song: ...You were not hurt because others were hurt.

He coughed dryly, trying hard to make his son understand that the spider was really ugly without destroying his confidence.

"I mean, your sheep-herding spider, it..."

Song Yao looked forward to it: "Yeah, yeah, dad, please praise me! We are listening!"

Facing his son’s father, whose face was full of pure joy and anticipation: “…”

The word "ugly" seems to be hard to say.

In the end, he could only tactfully utter one sentence:

"It doesn't look very good-looking... Of course, as a fake spider, it can crawl all over the ground. I mean, you are still very good at walking around."

Obviously, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong did not realize that the key point in this sentence was the word "unsightly".

Of course they also have aesthetics.

But when it comes to the things I make, this kind of aesthetic is almost gone.

It's like Song Yao's design.

He always felt that his drawings were superb and clear, because every time he looked at the design drawing, the child would automatically complete it in his mind.

Although the painting looked like a chicken pecking rice, Song Yao, who knew exactly what he was painting, saw in his eyes a phoenix flying into the sky.

And now, this selective aesthetic disorder has also appeared on their new spider.

In Song Yao's eyes, this spider has so many legs to maintain balance.

There are so many eyes to keep them steady and not slanted.

Then the longer head is to make more space for the battery.

The wings are also for arranging wires.

This has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness. In their opinion, every part of the sheep-herding spider is indispensable.

So the two children happily focused on "very awesome".

Song Yao said proudly: "Of course we are very powerful. Dad, let me tell you, when it flies, you will find that we are even more powerful!"

Dad Song: "...You can fly, just fly at home."

If you scare others, don't make them lose money.

Song Yao said "I understand" on his face.

"I know, it needs to be kept secret."

Since being commended, the children have understood their own importance:

“Our sheep-herding spider is not very powerful at crawling around. As long as the device is installed correctly, it is quite easy to make it move.

But if it flies, it will be super awesome! "

Song Yao looked around to make sure the doors and windows were closed, then whispered:

"Don't worry, Dad, I know everything. I will study it secretly and won't let spies discover it!"

Yuan Jiang became more energetic.

Although he doesn't understand this, he also knows that the air domain is still a major shortcoming of Zhongzhou Kingdom.

If Song Yao and the others could really make this strange... spider fly...

Yuan Jiang also took a cautious look at the doors and windows first.

"Really be careful."

Although drones have been around since the war, Zhongzhou is still catching up with the technology.

Not to mention drones, even ordinary fighter technology, Zhongzhou at this moment is far behind those developed countries.

No matter whether Song Yao can be developed or not, we must be more careful until the results are achieved.

After receiving Yuan Jiang's approval, Song Yao became even more proud.

He said with super confidence: "Brother Yuan Jiang, don't worry, I know how important I am."

He is a child stolen by spies!

Zhao Xiaodong also said next to him: "I also know how important Yao'er is, and I will never let spies steal him again!"

The three adults who knew the inside story of the "spy" were silent.

The two children were given chicken blood injections again.

They gave up the idea of ​​going out to experiment and decided to experiment in their own room.

Father Song and the others were naturally optimistic about renting this house.

There are two sleeping rooms in this house, one is a large room and the other is a small room. It seems that it should be separated from the landlord's house. There are two beds in the large room.

Because Yuan Jiang wanted to live in the same house with his two children, they quickly fell in love with this house.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong focused on the open space between the two beds in the big room.

They happily decided: "Then we will experiment here!"

Song Yao stood on the chair and stretched out his little hand to test the height, and then nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good, this height is just right. We can put the spider in this position and let it fly, so that even if it falls, it won't break."

The joints of this stool are probably a little unstable, and it still wobbles when Song Yao stands on it.

He immediately started shaking it from side to side as happily as if he had discovered a new toy.

Father Song looked at the child standing swaying on the stool: "...you should worry about whether it will break first."

"How dare you get up on this stool that's so wobbly? Come down here."

Song Yao, who was carried down by her father, looked back unwillingly in his arms:

"It's shaking! I think it's fun! Dad, please put me down! Put me down!"

"Scientific progress requires sacrifice! I am not afraid of sacrifice!!"

Father Song patted his butt: "Be honest, I'll knock you off your butt and you'll know if you're afraid of sacrifice."

He took out a small hammer from Song Yao's small schoolbag and fixed the rickety chair in a few strokes.

Without the swinging chair that could be used as a toy, Song Yao hid behind Yuan Jiang unhappily:

"You are hindering scientific progress!"

Father Song chuckled: "I'm trying to stop you from falling on your butt."

After putting down their things (of course the money still had to be taken away), they went to send Teacher He home together.

Looking at the various small alleys and houses in the alleys around Teacher He's house, as well as the neighbors who were eating at the door with their rice bowls and looking at them curiously, Father Song had an idea:

"Teacher Xiao He, after riding the train for such a long time, we all stink and are embarrassed to see people. I'll send you here today. We'll come back to visit you after we've cleaned up tomorrow."

Teacher He looked at the neighbor who was looking this way and knew that Father Song was worried about someone gossiping.

She doesn't care about this. The neighbors here have watched her grow up, and the gossip is a bit gossipy, but there is definitely nothing evil about it.

But considering that Song’s father is divorced and Yuan Jiang is single, the two may not be willing to let people speculate:

"Thank you for your hard work. I will cook some delicious dishes for you tomorrow and entertain you well."

Song Yao had no idea what the adults were thinking.

He really felt that his father didn't go to Teacher He's house now because he smelled bad when they took the train.

The child waved his hands cheerfully: "Goodbye, teacher. I will come and play with you tomorrow with a nice shower!"

Zhao Xiaodong immediately said: "Me too! Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely be better than Yao'er!"

Song Yao hummed: "You're dreaming! I've always been better than you!"

Teacher He smiled and patted the two children on the shoulders and said goodbye to them.

The neighbor who was holding his rice bowl and listening with ears perked up heard the two children calling her teacher, and his desire for gossip dropped sharply, but he still said hello to Teacher He:

"Wenwen, are you here because of your father's affairs?"

Teacher He smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's summer vacation. I'll come back and stay at home for a while."

The neighbor asked Song Yao and the others again: "Who are your friends?"

Teacher He knew she would ask and answered in a decent manner:

"It was two children from our school and their parents. They also came to Lecheng for business, so they stopped by and left with me."

"Those two children are well-behaved and smart. One is first in grade and the other is second in grade in school. They are also very good-looking. Isn't sister-in-law Xiangxiu pregnant?

They may come to play with me tomorrow. Auntie, you can bring Sister-in-law Xiangxiu over and let her meet these two children. "

There is a saying in Lecheng that if a pregnant woman rubs her belly with a smart and good-looking child, she will give birth to a similarly smart child. Therefore, those good-looking and smart children have always been very popular among relatives and neighbors.

After hearing what Teacher He said, the neighbor's face immediately burst into laughter:

"Hey, thank you then. I will definitely bring candy to these two children tomorrow."

But looking at the back of Teacher He going home alone after saying goodbye to her, she still felt a little regretful.

She just saw that the two men were good-looking, tall and well-groomed. She thought Wenwen had brought someone back, but she didn't expect it was just a parent of a student.

Oh, it's a pity. At first, this girl was one of the best among the young generation in their alley, but in the end, she was ruined by her ex-husband who killed her a thousand times.

A child with such excellent grades could only end up teaching in a poor place like Xinghe County, while that bitch went to college.

The neighbor returned with the bowl in hand, muttering something like hoping that the bitch man would have no descendants.

As soon as he entered the house and saw his daughter-in-law, he immediately smiled:

"Xiangxiu, let me tell you, Wenwen is back, and I will take you to play with her tomorrow..."

Song Yao and the others didn't know that Teacher He also chatted with the neighbors for a while.

After returning home, Father Song and Yuan Jiang rolled up their sleeves and started tidying up the house while it was still dark.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong wanted to help, but they were coaxed away.

There is dust everywhere, they should not get covered in mud again.

"Be good, don't you have more important things to do? Go and continue working in the small house we have packed up. Dad and Brother Yuanjiang will be able to finish such small things as cleaning in no time."

Father Song coaxed the children so smoothly that the two children didn't realize that the adults were afraid that they would become more helpful, so they confidently ran to the small room to make their flying spiders seriously.

Song Yaochao had a sense of belief: "You see, my father and brother Yuan Jiang both think that we can make it, and they don't let us work anymore."

Zhao Xiaodong was filled with pride when he said: "Okay! Then we must make this flying spider!"

Song Yao poured out all kinds of strange parts from the small school bag.

"Then let's start with putting on wings! Do you think it's okay for us to put on ten pairs!"

Zhao Xiaodong waved his hand: "Don't be so stingy! Let's pretend to be twenty pairs!"

So when Yuan Jiang finished cleaning up inside and outside, fetched hot water and called the two children to wash up, he saw an object on the table with wings and no legs but an extra tail being thrown around by them. .

It looked like a huge, ugly, black rat with long wings.

Yuanjiang: "...Isn't it a spider? Why does it have a tail?"

Song Yao took the time to answer: "Yes, I'm just pretending to have two tails to see if the tail can be hung up into the sky."

He made a gesture like a wooden dragonfly: "The tail is spiraling together and shaking, maybe it can drive the spider into the air."

"Hey, Zhao Xiaodong, where's the other tail? Wasn't it there just now?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "I don't know. Did it fly out just now? It's strange. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be thrown away. I obviously made it very strong."

He threw the big black mouse...no, it was a flying spider into the sky.

A black shadow flew towards Yuan Jiang, and he reached out to catch it reflexively.

Take it off and see, it's a wooden tail.

Yuan Jiang silently handed it to Song Yao who was looking for his tail all over the floor.

Song Yao took it in surprise: "I found it!! Brother Yuan Jiang is still awesome! Let's go back quickly... Hey, why is the remaining tail missing?!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He put down the hot water: "Let's wash up first."

Watching the two children wash their faces, brush their teeth and then laugh and soak their feet, Yuan Jiang handed over a towel and supervised them to dry their feet and get into bed before going out to pour water.

I was originally worried about how to get the two of them to sleep if they were making a fuss and looking for the tail.

As soon as they entered the house, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had already covered themselves with quilts and closed their eyes, sleeping soundly.

Song Yao usually looks good, but his sleeping posture is super domineering. At this moment, his head is resting on the pillow that Yuan Jiang brought all the way, and his calf is pressed directly on Zhao Xiaodong with part of the quilt.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't feel anything either, and he was sleeping comfortably with his arms and legs spread out.

Yuan Jiang could only sigh, stepped forward and took off Song Yao's short legs that were pressing down on Zhao Xiaodong, and then covered the two children with quilts.

After confirming that there was no cool breeze in their position, he started looking for Tails all over the room.

The house was so big that Yuan Jiang found it without even looking for it for a while.

Putting his tail behind the big spider, the cold-hearted soldier quietly washed himself, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Compared with Yuan Jiang, Father Song slept soundly as a father.

Although this is my first time renting a house with my children.

But thinking about Yuan Jiang's presence, he felt more at ease than taking care of the child himself.

After sleeping comfortably until dawn, he stretched out, smelled the fragrance of Little Chaos in the air, counted the money he brought out, and generously decided to eat Little Chaos together in the morning.

As soon as he opened the door with messy hair, he found Yuan Jiang fully dressed and standing at the door of the big room.

Father Song was stunned: "Comrade Yuan Jiang, why are you standing at the door and not going in?"

Yuan Jiang glanced at him and opened the door of the big room a crack.

The screams and noises of the children inside immediately came out, along with the buzzing sound of machines operating.

Father Song took a look.

A big black mouse (why does it have two tails?) was scurrying around the house. It was running very fast, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. Sometimes it could even climb a wall if the slope was wrong.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong ran around the house with their heads full of wood chips.

"Quick, quick! Draw its route!"

"It went up the wall again!! Ouch! It fell down! Ahhhh it passed over my feet!"

"Don't just scream, you have to record its movement!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Zhao Xiaodong save me help me!!"

"Don't be afraid, Yaoer! I'm here to save you! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhised me!"

The room was in chaos, and for a moment I couldn't tell whether it was the big black rat that was scary, or the two children who were jumping around the room like fleas.

Father Song silently closed the door...

The world suddenly became quiet.

He finally knew why Yuan Jiang was outside so early in the morning.

Father Song was full of admiration: "Comrade Yuan Jiang, you have worked hard."

Yuan Jiang stood up straight as always: "It doesn't matter."

“Scientific progress always comes with sacrifices.”