I use the learning system to engage in technology

Obviously candied haws on a stick is still very important to eight or nine-year-old children.

Especially after they realized that they wouldn't be able to eat it for a long, long time in the future (the materials were too expensive), the two children cried so aggrievedly that the sky was dark.

That was until Yuanjiang bought two bunches of candied hawsers from a passing candied haws seller and handed them to them.

Song Yao's eyes were red, and a candied haws was stuffed in his hand. He lowered his head to look at the candied haws, and then looked at Yuan Jiang, who had a resolute face. After realizing it, he became happy again.

When I saw the man selling candied haws on a stick, he said "I understand" on his face.

He has seen too many children who want to eat candied haws, but their parents won't buy them, so they cry loudly.

Needless to say, these two kids are quite cute.

He smiled and walked away holding a straw target covered with candied haws.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong cherished the candied haws in their hands and carefully licked it. After feeling the sweet taste of the sugar outside, they became happy again.

Yuan Jiang felt a little distressed when he saw them happily eating candied haws while wiping away his tears after thanking them sweetly:

"Does the arm you want to make cost a lot of money?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were happy when they had candy, and they were no longer so bitter and grudged. They nodded while eating:

"Yes, we just bought some initial usable things today. If we don't even buy all the materials, we will have no money. Then we won't be able to eat candied haws on a stick in the future."

This time the puppet arm is different from previous inventions.

Most of those inventions are made of wood. Even if they don't cut down trees themselves, they can buy a lot of raw materials with money.

But this time the puppet arm required a lot of steel.

Just looking at the small piece of steel that Song Yao bought before cost several yuan, you can tell that this thing is expensive in Zhongzhou.

Song Yao's child is now eating sweets and is not so sad.

Although the huge gap from "billionaire" to "poor" still made him feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

Yuan Jiang saw that his mouth became deflated again while he was talking. He thought about it and asked him how much more money he needed.

Song Yao is now very good at arithmetic. He can calculate in his head in less than a second and come up with an approximate figure.

Yuan Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"My allowance is quite high. If you don't have enough, use my money first."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong opened their eyes wide and expressed disapproval: "How is that possible?"

The children are indeed very sensible.

Yuan Jiang said with a smile:

"It's okay. My allowance is high and I don't have much room for spending money. I have saved a lot. You can use some of it for nothing."

Although the two children seem to be more interested in playing at the moment, it cannot be denied that they have indeed made great contributions to the country.

Yuan Jiang watched them learn with pain on their faces and continued to learn. Children can have such spirit. He just contributed a little money, it was nothing.

"No way."

Song Yao refused simply and neatly.

He patted Yuan Jiang's arm, frowning with a little sadness on his face: "Brother Yuan Jiang, you will go bankrupt."

"Yeah, yeah."

Zhao Xiaodong also chatted next to him:

"We don't want you to go bankrupt. You haven't married yet and have children. My grandma said that raising children requires a lot of money."

Song Yao immediately nodded: "My grandma said the same thing."

Yuan Jiang couldn't laugh or cry: "I've seen your price list."

"Even if I buy all the remaining materials, it won't be bankrupt for me."

As a soldier who is strong and has a high allowance, but basically stays in the army and does not go out to spend money, his assets are still quite large at the moment.

Seeing that the two children still looked disapproving, Yuanjiang thought for a while and told them his savings.

I thought they would relax instantly, but I didn't expect that the two children still looked a little sad.

Song Yao took a bite of the candied haws, letting the sweet and sour taste suppress his sadness and anger:

"But we have to experiment hundreds of times."

Yuan Jiang: "?"

He was stunned. Of course, with his face, the two children couldn't tell that he was stunned: "Hundreds of times?"

"Yes." Child Song Yao nodded: "This is the number calculated by Zhao Xiaodong and I. It is still a conservative estimate. There may be more."

Zhao Xiaodong also nodded with a sad and angry face:

"Experiment once and scrap the raw materials once."

Song Yao thought for a while and said frugally:

"Maybe it can be scrapped. Maybe we can use it for something else."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Oh, yes, hundreds of times. We can't just throw away the scrapped raw materials every time."

The two children each held up a candied haws and sighed in unison.

Song Yao cherished and kissed the candied haws of sugar-coated haws, and reluctantly said:

"We won't be able to eat candied haws on a stick for a long time."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He looked down at the material list in the notebook.

He was able to help Minato once or twice.

Hundreds of times…

The cold-blooded soldier: "...I'll ask the higher-ups if they can help you apply for funds."

Apply for funding?

This was the first time Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong heard this word.

They looked up in surprise:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, what does applying for funds mean? Does it mean that the country will give us money for our research?"

Yuan Jiang nodded: "For some projects, countries will allocate funds after approval. Student Song Yao is recorded on the file. If you apply in his name, there is a high probability that it will be approved."

005, who was observing, was instantly excited: [Yes, yes, host, this is the investment model in the interstellar era. 】

It's exciting.

Its host has finally embarked on the right path of [study hard-talent-talent discovered-a large number of people invest-reach the pinnacle of life].

Song Yao was also very happy. He looked at Yuan Jiang expectantly with bright eyes:

"Does that mean that if I want to go to heaven, the country will also allocate funds for me to go to heaven!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

When he was in Dashu Village, he heard that Song Yao wanted to go to heaven, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about it now.

Seeing the expressions on the two children's faces, "Doesn't that mean you will have money for whatever you want to do in the future?" Yuan Jiang could only explain to them Zhongzhou's current approval process for technology projects.

In fact, this has only happened in the past two years. After all, Central Continent was suffering from internal and external troubles before, so it would be good if it could barely keep the people fed and clothed. Even if it was to cultivate scientific research, it would be state-owned training.

Of course, strictly speaking, Zhongzhou has been living in a tight spot in the past two years.

But Zhongzhou has suffered enough from the fact that technology is not as good as human beings. In such a difficult time, they gritted their teeth and squeezed out such a scientific research funding channel.

The approval is still very complicated, but as long as the approval is passed, experimental funds will be given.

For people like Song Yao who have made practical supplies before and have them recorded in the files, as long as the information he submits is well-founded and logical, and the things he makes are useful, there is a high probability that they will be approved. .

After finishing speaking, Yuan Jiang did not forget to add:

"If there is no actual theoretical basis, the approval will not be passed."

So don’t think about God.

Although he couldn't go to heaven, Song Yao felt excited and relieved just by hearing the words "funds allocated by the state."

He said happily: "Hey, I'll write the application when I get back."

Zhao Xiaodong was also very happy, but he was still a little awake:

"Yao'er, aren't your arms used for showing off and cutting fruit? It doesn't look like it's useful to the country."

Song Yao was also stunned.

Yes.

But it doesn’t matter, hasn’t this been done yet?

Now just make some settings.

He scratched his head and thought for a few seconds before coming up with a good idea:

"Then let's make it capable of lifting heavy objects!"

Zhao Xiaodong fell into deep thought:

"But in this case, in order to achieve a balance of force, it cannot look like the same size as a normal human arm as you said."

Obviously, Zhao Xiaodong didn't let Song Yao pull him to study in vain. He spoke like an experienced student:

"It can't be installed entirely on the human body. It will require external machines to fix it and work..."

He made some gestures, and Song Yao also felt that what he said made sense.

So the two of them discussed it seriously for a while.

Although they completely forgot that they were still on the road, they did not forget the candied haws in their hands.

Say a few words, then take a bite, eat a bite, then say a few words.

Yuan Jiang stood aside silently, with no intention of stopping the two children.

He stood upright, his eyes softened as he watched Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong talking in profound and obscure words, discussing designs that might sound like a fantasy to others.

There are children like this in Zhongzhou, so why not worry about rising up.

Finally, half an hour later, the two children finished eating their candied haws and discussed it.

Seeing their truce, Yuan Jiang asked: "What will be the final result?"

Song Yao touched his belly: "The results haven't come out yet, but we are hungry."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "Yes, so we decided to go back to eat first."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Forget it, they should have gotten used to it, they are still children.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were both happy when they went back to eat because they ate candied haws of sugar haws.

Song's father asked them if they wanted to go out together. Today, He's mother would take him to visit an economics professor.

He wasn't too nervous. After all, Father Song felt that he was lucky to meet such a powerful person.

But he also secretly thought about whether he should take his two children there to educate them.

They can teach college students. It would be great if the two children could learn a little bit.

Song Yao: "Dad, didn't you go to learn how to do business? We are not in business, we are busy."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Xiaodong agreed with Song Yao's idea. He was already very tired from studying and he didn't want to learn anything else.

Seeing that the two children were busy working around a design of chicken feet, completely ignoring himself, Father Song had no choice but to go alone.

Anyway, Yuan Jiang is here, so he can rest assured even if he goes out.

Yuan Jiang is indeed very reassuring.

He looked at Song Yao, who was writing the application seriously and still sitting upright, and was a little worried that he hadn't eaten enough at noon.

The child was so excited at noon that after eating a small bowl, he put down his chopsticks and started drawing his designs.

Song Yao is only eight years old. If he doesn't eat enough, it will be bad for his health.

Yuan Jiang stood expressionless and thought for a long time.

Finally, while the two children were sitting and writing in the big room, he went to the kitchen, peeled and shredded the oranges he bought yesterday, and arranged them neatly on the plate he just bought today.

Another person poured a glass of water, tested the temperature of the water and placed it in front of the two children.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were immersed in the ocean of learning, completely unaware of what was being handed to their mouths.

Yuan Jiang handed it over and they ate it.

After eating it, they found something sweet in their mouths. The two children came back to their senses and thanked Yuan Jiang sweetly beside them:

"Thank you, Brother Yuanjiang."

Yuan Jiang nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

Then he cut up the pears he bought yesterday.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong spent the afternoon under the fragrance of fruits and finally wrote out the application report.

Two children were not written by their brains alone.

While they were writing, they also practiced various exercises, and with the help of Song Yao and [Puppet Arm Course] (although they couldn't quite understand it), they finished the application report.

Song Yao was full of confidence: "I will definitely pass!"

Yuan Jiang looked through the report filled with various formulas. Although he couldn't understand a word, he couldn't help but get excited along with Song Yao:

"Can you make the arms you want by following this?"

"of course not!"

The child said confidently: "If this is all it takes, then we don't need to experiment, and we don't need such a large budget."

Zhao Xiaodong was so tired that he lay on the bed like a salted fish and interjected:

"Now it's just an idea of ​​ours. Whether it can come true depends on luck."

Song Yao nodded: "Yes, yes, but the report we wrote is still very bluffing."

So he felt that they would definitely be able to get funds allocated by the state.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

The soldier who didn't know much about scientific research suddenly felt a little unsure:...Is this really possible?

Although he always felt that it was not very reliable, he still submitted the application.

Facts have proved that this can really work.

Those who engage in scientific research can guarantee success the first time.

Which technology can only succeed if it fails over and over again.

Most people who engage in scientific research are constantly groping and failing, looking for mistakes and then correcting them.

Even if your mentality is shattered, you can't stop, because you will think in your heart that maybe you can succeed next time. If you stop now, no one can tell whether success will be ahead.

Summary: This is a process that requires a lot of postgraduate mentality and energy.

The same goes for Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong.

The two of them often cried holding each other's hands because "I had promised to succeed this time, but why did I fail again and it was so obvious?"

The good news is that they are children. Even if they cry, no one will laugh at them.

Song Yao was recorded in the file, and the review process for the application he submitted would be accelerated. Within half a month, Yuan Jiang brought good news.

"The funds you applied for have been received."

In addition, there is also an incentive bonus for the dancing hand made by Song Yao.

As Song Yao said before, the dancing hand is somewhat similar to foreign robotic arm technology.

However, compared with the robotic arms used in factories, its development direction is slightly different from that of the other robots.

It cannot have too much grip strength. Although the response is more flexible, it cannot be applied in real life for the time being due to the grip strength factor.

But these cannot cover up the fact that Song Yao has taken a new direction.

If the developer were an adult, he might not be able to receive so many encouragement awards.

But who made the developer an eight-year-old child who has made contributions before?

So the child Song Yao became a rich man again after being briefly poor for half a month.

Zhao Xiaodong is similar.

After the scientific research funds arrived, the money he spent before was smoothly replenished.

Zhongzhou is currently in a very contradictory period.

On the one hand, both the country and the people are extremely poor.

But on the other hand, efforts are being made to improve the treatment of scientific researchers.

From a historical perspective, Zhongzhou was right to do this.

From the perspective of Song Yao's child, he only thinks that the country is too generous!

On the same day, he and Zhao Xiaodong happily bought back the raw materials that they had spotted long ago.

The two children even brought some tools back and hammered hard every day.

Although Zhao Xiaodong is very strong, he is still a child after all, and he will not be happy after beating for a while.

Little Song Yao now has no Grandpa Song to turn to for help, so he can only look at Yuan Jiang helplessly.

What else could Yuan Jiang do?

Naturally, I can only roll up my sleeves and go into battle.

Song Yao said to Yuan Jiang very generously:

"Brother Yuanjiang, we now have new raw materials. We can use the discarded raw materials to make gifts for you."

Yuan Jiang glanced at the pile of strange-shaped and various junks piled in the corner.

There's even an eyeball on it.

Him: "...What's going on with that eye?"

"Hey!"

As soon as Song Yao turned his head and saw his eyes, he immediately stood up happily and took it back:

"It turns out it fell here."

He tried his best to blow away the dust from his eyeballs and said happily to Yuan Jiang:

"We wanted to try out what it would be like to put eyes on the arms."

Yuanjiang: "...are there eyes on the arms..."

"Uh-huh!"

Song Yao shared their little thoughts with him:

"Because we plan to make the arm more sensitive, one that can slightly sense the outside world."

"But isn't it weird that the arm can sense the outside world? So we discussed it and decided to put eyes on the arm. That way, it can [see] outside and it won't look weird."

Zhao Xiaodong raised his head proudly from the side: "It was my idea. Brother Yuan Jiang, am I great?"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

It seems weirder to have an eye on the arm...

But apparently the two children didn't think so.

They also thought it would look cool if the eyes were placed on it.

Song Yao muttered to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Just install it in the position we have prepared long ago, and pinch the thread in the eye. Maybe it will react."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded, took the eyeball with a serious look on his face, and started wiring.

And then sure enough, it failed again.

Song Yao pursed his lips and looked at the eyeballs in his palms for a while. Just when Yuan Jiang couldn't help but step forward to comfort him, he saw the child patting his butt and standing up.

"Well, let's put it back then."

Since receiving financial support from the state, the child has not cried even if it failed several times in half a month.

He placed his eyeballs in a hole in the outer body of the flying spider.

The eyeball stuck into the hole, just right.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

No wonder he thought that eye looked familiar.

It turned out to be dismantled from here.

Song Yao finished filling his eyes and continued to work on their arms with great interest.

Just like Zhao Xiaodong said that if you can't make 30 billion, then make 3, Song Yao is very confident now.

He said to 005: [Humph, I can't do 30 billion, can't I still do 3! 】

It is obviously impossible to replicate the puppet arm one-to-one across thousands of years of technology.

But never mind! !

The child who had made a life-saving necklace said very confidently: "We can put various technologies together and then select them one by one!"

Zhao Xiaodong first thought of the flying spider they were studying.

"Wow!"

He was looking forward to it: "Can we make this arm fly too?!"

Song Yao was also very excited.

But he still had some sense: "It's impossible now, it's so heavy."

Even a flying spider that is so light and large can only crawl on the ground now, and it still crawls without any rules.

Song Yao said: "What I mean is that we can use some of the technologies we have learned before on it!"

For example, the combination of the finger swinging technology of the dancing hand and the puppet arm technology is like the combination of one and thirty billion. In the end, it will not produce a billion, but it will still be okay to increase it to three.

Song Yao confidently went to tinker with Zhao Xiaodong!

Then he stepped back with a confused look on his face.

Zhao Xiaodong lay on the bed: "The seventh time..."

I failed seven times in half a month. It was so hard and sad.

Song Yao was unconvinced and fiddled with it for a while, and finally had to admit: "Okay, this won't work."

He found his blueprints and crossed out the latest one.

Then he also lay on the bed.

The child sighed like a little adult: "Maybe this is life."

Song's father cheerfully opened the door and saw their paralyzed looks. He was startled: "What are you doing?"

Turning his eyes, he saw the scattered utensils on the small table and the torn-out useless pictures all over the floor. He understood:

"Failed again? Is this the eighth time?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong glanced at him unhappily.

He snorted childishly: "No, it's only seven times!"

"Okay, okay, seven times, dad remembered it wrong."

Father Song walked over in a good mood and picked up his son:

"Don't be unhappy. How about daddy taking you out to eat delicious food?"

Song Yaoda was stunned for a moment, then perked up: "Delicious?! What to eat!"

Father Song said proudly: "Let's go to a restaurant!"

Wow! ! ! !

Zhao Xiaodong also came to life: "Uncle Song, are you rich?"

Dad Song was cheerful: "It's not like I'm getting rich. I've completed all the procedures. From now on, I will be a serious businessman."

Previously, Mother He took Dad Song to visit the economics professor, but even Dad Song himself didn't have much confidence.

The old professor didn't react much at that time. He just taught him all afternoon for the sake of He's mother. Seeing that Song's father actually listened, he asked him to come back the next day.

He happened to be teaching a few friends and students who came to ask for advice. Anyway, teaching four people was still teaching, and teaching five people was still teaching, so he simply gave Father Song such a smooth favor.

Father Song felt lucky to be able to listen to the class all afternoon, and he was naturally pleasantly surprised to be able to continue taking classes.

The old professor didn't accept gifts or money. His wife left early, he didn't have any children at home, and he was too stubborn to hire a nanny.

Father Song was originally worried about how to repay the old professor. After discovering this, he went there early every day when he went to class, cleaned up his house, and made an extra portion when cooking at home.

He really wasn't trying to please the other person, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was being taught such an important thing, and they didn't accept money or gifts. He had nothing to repay, so cleaning the bathroom and bringing food was considered a thank you. .

He had to do these things at home anyway (Zhao Xiaodong was pulled by Song Yao's puppet arm and completely forgot about cooking).

Although Comrade Yuan Jiang said that he could do it for him, after having a meal cooked by Comrade Yuan Jiang, Father Song would rather do the hard work and run away.

Others came without gifts, but the old professor was too serious and fierce. After rejecting him once with a cold face, they didn't dare to show their courtesy again.

Father Song was not affected at all.

He has been used to seeing Grandpa Song like this since he was a child. He has a lot of chatter in his heart and pretends to be serious on his face.

Anyway, no matter how he looks, wouldn't it be enough to just eat the food he sent?

If such a powerful professor is willing to eat from him, he feels that he is already very impressive.

The old professor didn't say anything, and even showed that he disliked the food sent by Father Song.

But after he finished teaching a few friends and students, he left Father Song alone to start a small kitchen.

Father Song was completely unaware that this was because of his "repaying action", and he happily told his children:

"Let me just say that I am lovable. Your godmother has said that Professor Wang has never taught anyone for more than half a month. I am the only one who caught his eye and was retained. From now on, I can often I went to Professor Wang for advice.”

Today I learned that the old professor is willing to continue teaching him, and the business license he applied for has been issued.

It's a double happiness. Dad Song, who has been very busy in the past half month, decided to take the big guys to have a good meal together.

He hugged his son a little guiltily and said:

"Dad has been too busy during this period and hasn't even bothered to take care of you. Look at your thin face..."

Hey, wait.

Song's father was unsure and gently pinched Song Yaonen's cute little face: "Yao'er, have you gained weight?"

Song Yao didn't feel anything at all: "No, I didn't eat anything delicious, how could I gain weight?"

Father Song put his son on the ground and looked at it carefully:

"You just gained weight. Look at your face."

Her features are even more delicate, like a little doll in a New Year painting.

Song Yao touched his little face in disbelief:

"No way."

He lowered his head to look at his hands: "It's still the same as before..."

Looking at his fleshy little hands, the child shut up.

He was surprised: "Have I really gained weight?!"

But he has been so busy recently that he has no time to eat delicious food everywhere.

Father Song went to see Zhao Xiaodong again.

Sure enough, the child also gained weight.

However, due to Zhao Xiaodong's height and frame, he cannot be described as fat, but can only be said to be strong.

Song Yao also found that Zhao Xiaodong seemed to be wider overall.

He was shocked: "You have gained weight too!"

Zhao Xiaodong was quite happy: "Really? Hehe, my grandma also said that I am too thin and should grow stronger."

The child Song Yao accepted the fact that he and his friends had become fat, and he was puzzled:

"It's strange, we stay in the house all the time doing arm work, how did we gain weight?"

Before, children only gained weight during the Chinese New Year when they went to various restaurants to eat and drink.

He hasn't eaten much recently.

I have only been to the teacher’s house a few times, but the meals I had were all ordinary home-cooked meals.

Father Song glanced at Yuan Jiang again and again.

He has not yet forgotten the scene when he came home one day and saw two children seriously dismantling machinery, with Comrade Yuan Jiang standing aside holding a plate and feeding them from time to time.

Let’s talk about why I always feel the smell of sweet food in my home.

Yuan Jiang met Song's father's eyes and silently looked away.

He didn't mean it either.

Every time I see Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong studying with a headache on their faces, I always feel that they need to eat something delicious to replenish their brains.

I patched it up, patched it up, and over patched it.

The cold and hard soldier is serious:

"It's the time when you guys are growing up, it would be nice to grow stronger."

It's okay if he didn't say it, but he remembered Song Yao as soon as he mentioned it.

Picture after picture flashed through my mind.

While he was reading in distress, Brother Yuanjiang stuffed a piece of pear into his mouth.

When he was worried that the line was wrong, brother Yuanjiang handed him a dried sweet potato and put it in his mouth.

When he and Zhao Xiaodong were having a heated argument, Brother Yuan Jiang handed them a large piece of rock candy.

There are always snacks at home, and you can always find delicious fruits of all kinds when you are hungry.

Song Yao didn't feel anything when he was doing things seriously, but he only realized it now when he recalled it.

It seems like his mouth hasn't stopped in the past half month!

The child discovered the "culprit" and immediately expressed with a serious face:

"Brother Yuanjiang, we can't gain weight anymore, otherwise we will turn into balls!"

"From today on, we will definitely not eat snacks!"

Zhao Xiaodong said happily: "Yao'er, I can't turn into a ball, only someone as short as you can."

Song Yao hummed: "Then you can eat it yourself. Anyway, when you turn into a ball, I will definitely laugh at you."

Zhao Xiaodong choked: "Huh, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat."

Anyway, they didn't feel tired at all when they made the puppet arms.

After Yuan Jiang promised not to feed the two children 24 hours a day, everyone reached a consensus and happily went to a restaurant on the street for a meal.

When they came back, the owner of the wonton shop greeted them with a smile.

"It seems like I haven't seen these two kids out to play for half a month. They are so quiet."

Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong, who was very happy after eating, said: ...haven't we been out to play in half a month?

They looked at each other, both shocked.

"Wow, we actually worked so hard."

"Wow, we are too diligent."

The two children felt deeply proud that "we are such hard-working people."

They straightened their chests and expressed super proudly:

"Because we are studying hard."

The shop owner looked in admiration: "That's great, you will definitely be able to get into college in the future."

That is!

Song Yao was very confident that not only could they get into college, but they could also get into the best university.

Realizing that he was so good, the child praised himself to Zhao Xiaodong when he returned home.

"This is the highest state of learning. Don't be happy with things and don't feel sad for yourself. Seeing that we are so obsessed with studying, we don't even remember that we didn't go out to play or that we gained weight."

"You know, throughout the ages, people like us who study seriously will eventually achieve great results."

Zhao Xiaodong straightened his back under Song Yao's words.

"Yes, we are such powerful people!"

Half a month!

They actually studied hard for half a month without even thinking of going out to play.

Oh my God!

They are just so good.

On this afternoon, the two children were making puppet arms with full pride and ambition.

after an hour……

Song Yao touched his belly: "I'm hungry."

Zhao Xiaodong also touched his stomach: "I'm not hungry, but I want to eat."

They looked at each other and saw the eagerness in each other's eyes.

Song Yao suggested: "Let's go out and buy something to eat! It's so hot outside, there must be someone selling popsicles!"

Zhao Xiaodong stood up without hesitation for a second: "Okay, okay, let's go!"

They ran out happily, each chose the cheapest popsicle, and gave one to Yuan Jiang who was following them.

The cicadas chirped very loudly in summer, but Song Yao enjoyed them very much.

When the child happily ate half of the stick, he saw a group of children running past happily, holding a long stick in their hands.

His eyes lit up instantly: "Wow! Are they clinging to the cicadas?"

He also likes this game at home.

Zhao Xiaodong also looked at her with a longing look on his face: "I haven't been attracted to cicadas for a long time."

Song Yao clapped his hands: "Let's go play with them for a while! It's only half an hour, it doesn't matter!"

Zhao Xiaodong immediately nodded in agreement.

The two children happily chased after them. One of them had a sweet mouth and the other was tall. After saying a few words, the group of children happily agreed to join them.

A group of people happily played with poles for half an hour.

Although Song Yao's children were not able to stick to the cicadas, the leader of the children, Wang, was very loyal and gave one to each of them.

Because Song Yao said he liked the cicada's cries, he specially gave him the one with the loudest cicada.

The child happily put the cicada in front of him and listened to it make a loud cry.

He happily raised it up to show Yuan Jiang:

"Brother Yuanjiang, it is singing. Listen, it sounds so good. It is singing with its belly!"

Song Yao really liked the cicada's cry. In his eyes, the cicada was directly linked to Xia Tian.

Listening to their calls, he can sleep more soundly.

In the past, his father would catch cicadas for him to play with in the summer. Just put some fresh leaves to keep them for several days, and then Dad Song would let them go and catch new ones for him to raise.

Yuan Jiang listened to the harsh [zhi——] in his ears with a dull face.

He doesn't like the cicada's screams, because he has been woken up by the cicada's shrill and piercing sound countless times during his nap.

But seeing the child looking at him expectantly, he could only reply without conscience: "It sounds good."

Song Yao's eyes were bright. He had played with cicadas before, but this was the first time he discovered that cicadas actually made sounds with their stomachs.

The child poked the cicada in the belly, and as soon as it stopped, it started barking loudly again.

After a while, it stopped.

He poked again and it barked again.

After repeating this several times, Zhi Zhi seemed to be beyond love and refused to make any more noise no matter how hard Song Yao poked her.

Zhao Xiaodong kindly took his cicada over:

"It will bark when it hears other cicadas barking."

He was just about to urge his cicada, but his hand accidentally let go, and the cicada escaped and flew away quickly.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Song Yao quickly comforted him: "It doesn't matter. They won't be around in summer anyway. I have a better idea..."

a few days later

Father Song came back humming a song with a smile on his face. When he saw Yuan Jiang, he immediately went over to share with him:

"Let me tell you, Professor Wang actually said that he would accept me as his disciple. From now on, I will also have a teacher. Hey, why are you standing at the door again?"

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

Dad Song: "..."

This scene seems familiar.

After being fully prepared, he leaned over to take a look.

Inside the room, Song Yao raised his hand to signal, and Zhao Xiaodong, who was holding a boxy utensil opposite him, immediately pressed a button, and a super loud "zhi!" sounded instantly from the utensil! ! ! ! 】.

Father Song was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Song Yao carefully moved another thing over, and then connected a line to the square thing.

Originally it could only be said that the sound reached 80, but after connecting to that thing, it jumped to 80.

Not to mention inside the house, the two adults outside the house were directly impacted by such loud noises.

Father Song's feet stumbled, and he almost died on the spot without giving Yuan Jiang a show.

The room was filled with deafening shouts: zhi! ! ! zh! ! ! ! zhi! ! ! ! !

Father Song covered his ears, feeling like he was suffocating.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were still happily high-fiving in the room.

As soon as he turned his face, the child saw his father coming back, and immediately raised a smile to welcome him. Because the cicadas in the room continued super loudly, he also said loudly to Father Song:

"Dad!! We saved the cry of cicadas in the machine!"

"From now on, we can sleep to the sound of cicadas all year round!"

"Are you happy!!!"