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Song Yao liked to join in the fun, so he watched the whole process of grandma teaching Teacher He to pull out trees.

Grandma Song has a lot of experience in this area, especially since she has been looking at Song Yao's notebook after Father Song and the others left.

There are still a lot of knowledge points written down here. Regardless of how much Grandma Song has learned, she has naturally integrated knowledge and experience. She took out paper and pen and started doing calculations with Teacher He.

"Look, from this perspective, we only need to stand in this position..."

Teacher He rolled up his sleeves, and after hearing this, he came over to count together.

"It doesn't seem right, it should be from this angle."

"That's right, a little further down."

Song Yao was just joining in the fun, but when he saw them starting to calculate things seriously, he couldn't help but join in and join in the calculations.

In the end, they really found the best point to use their strength.

Teacher He stood in that position and adjusted the angle, took a few deep breaths, and grabbed the small tree with all his strength.

In just one move, the tree was really uprooted.

"Wow!!!!"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong couldn't believe what they saw.

They jumped with excitement as if they had pulled out the tree themselves, and surrounded Teacher He and kept praising:

"Teacher, you are so awesome!! Wow!!!"

"Teacher, you don't have to be afraid of being bullied by bad people anymore. If he dares to bully you, you'll beat him up!!"

Grandma Song stood aside with a smile and concluded:

"Daughter, you may not be as strong as Yaoer's mother, but you can do math. Add all of these to yours, and you don't have to be afraid even if someone messes with you in the future."

Teacher He carefully put the little tree aside. He couldn't believe it.

She actually did it.

Several children who were running and playing in the distance happened to bump into this scene and looked at Teacher He with horror on their faces.

Teacher He noticed them and looked up. Before he could say hello, he saw them running very fast.

While running, he shouted:

"Teacher, we are going to do our homework right away!!!"

Teacher Ho:"……"

She looked down at the small tree and thought in a daze that indeed Grandma Song was right. As long as she stood upright, there was nothing to fear.

Teacher He went home full of confidence.

She is still the same as before, but her steps are confident and elegant.

Grandma Song nodded with satisfaction, then went over to lift the small tree and put it back into the pit.

Yuan Jiang naturally stepped forward to help immediately.

As soon as he dug the hole, he discovered that the hole was very shallow, the soil was not even new, and the small tree had not even taken root in it.

Grandma Song saw that he saw it and laughed:

"The tree sent by Yao'er's father has not yet been cleared in the yard, so I will put it here first."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

"Then Teacher He pulled up the tree...?"

Grandma Song looked at him like she was looking at a fierce man:

"That girl Wenwen is so weak, how could she pull up the tree in one go? I saw her wilting, so I just coaxed her."

Of course, she didn't coax her with just one mouth. She was premeditated and prepared:

"Didn't I ask her to calculate the best angle before pulling out the tree? If she can't pull it up next time, it means the angle wasn't calculated correctly."

"Anyway, Wenwen succeeded in uprooting the tree this time. She feels that if she can do it, she will not be so unconfident in the future. Really, such a beautiful and educated girl, why is she so unconfident.

One day I will take her to catch rabbits and catch rabbits myself to ensure that she will be as confident as possible. Do you think so, Comrade Yuan Jiang? "

Yuanjiang: "...Yes."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong didn't know the inside story, and they were still discussing the topic "Why Teacher He is so powerful".

They were very happy: "Then the teacher will not be unhappy in the future. Humph, if I meet that bad guy, I will definitely make him look good."

Zhao Xiaodong patted his chest: "Don't worry, Yao'er, I've already memorized his appearance."

The two children reached a consensus, happily high-fived each other, and decided that if they ever meet that bad guy in the future, they must secretly avenge their teacher.

After the discussion with the teacher, they began to settle accounts.

The one who settles accounts in the literal sense.

This was their first long-term outing, and they spent a lot of money alone. They had always spent money in Lecheng before, and now that they are back home, of course they have to sum up.

In fact, Song Yao and the others really spent a lot.

But most of the expenses are spent on various materials, and if you go to Lecheng factory to use other people's equipment, of course you have to spend some money to buy something interesting.

At first, Yuan Jiang hid it from them and spent money on it himself.

But who Song Yao is, you can tell after a few visits.

The child first thanked Brother Yuanjiang, and then severely criticized him for not paying out of his own pocket.

After all, they spent their own money to buy the materials, and the things they made were what they wanted.

Grandma said that although brother Yuan Jiang's salary is high, he is still exchanging his life for money. If a bad guy wants to shoot Song Yao with a gun, brother Yuan Jiang will take the bullet for him.

It was also the first time that Song Yao's children learned that if they wanted to use the factory, they didn't just have to say it.

In the past, they were able to use it because the county magistrate used his favors, but in Lecheng the county magistrate was unable to do so. At this time, connections were no longer needed, so money was needed to clear the way.

Therefore, there is also an expense for using the factory.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had kept accounts before. In order to avoid making mistakes, they specially kept one copy each. Now it was time to reconcile the accounts.

"You remember this correctly? Although we ate small wontons that day, it was the stall owner who invited us to eat them."

Zhao Xiaodong scratched his head and remembered: "Yes, yes, we later went to read the newspaper to the stall owner uncle."

Later, someone took the initiative to read the newspaper from alley to alley, and the stall owners went there to listen, and they stopped reading.

However, the stall owner was still very grateful to them and even bought candies for them to eat.

Song Yao crossed out this account in Zhao Xiaodong's notebook.

Then he continued to calculate: "Well, this is material, and it needs to be placed in the public account. Where is our public account book?"

Zhao Xiaodong handed it to him tacitly: "Here it is."

They spent nearly an hour checking the accounts, and then took out the money and calculated it. They found that it was exactly the amount they calculated, and then they put the money back into the house with satisfaction.

Song Yao ran to Grandma Song and gave her his share of the money.

"Grandma, this is a reward given to me by the state."

Grandma Song holds most of the Song family's money, and Song Yao is very accustomed to this rule.

Hehe, he secretly left pocket money for himself anyway.

Grandma Song had already heard from Father Song that the country had rewarded the two children several times in the past two months. Zhao Xiaodong's was not much better, but Song Yao's bonus had been accumulated to 15,000.

This is an amount that will shock no matter which family it is placed in.

Grandma Song was naturally shocked.

But she thought about the thousands of dollars collected at home, and then thought about her grandson who had carefully recorded every penny just now, and the previous promises.

She gritted her teeth and forcibly suppressed the urge to take the money:

"You can keep it yourself. We have agreed before that you will keep your bonus from now on."

This is definitely a very difficult decision for Grandma Song.

A huge sum of fifteen thousand, even if it were taken in the city, it could buy a few houses.

But think about how grandson has always managed his money very well, and all the money was earned through his own efforts...

Grandma Song couldn't help but add:

"Don't spend it indiscriminately."

Song Yao was stunned by this huge surprise.

He looked at his grandma very happily: "Can I really keep it by myself?"

Grandma Song chose to keep out of sight, quickly put the money into her grandson's small schoolbag, and then breathed a sigh of relief:

"Just keep it, you earned it all."

Song Yao was so happy that he ran away happily carrying his small schoolbag.

Grandma Zhao was shocked by Grandma Song's decision.

Although she didn't know how much it was, she could tell it was a thick pile.

"It's so much money, why are you letting Yao'er keep it all by himself?"

Grandma Song's heart is still pounding now.

She had never seen so much money in her life. Making this decision was like cutting off flesh, but she still managed to tell Grandma Zhao:

"What can I do with that money? That is to save it. At most I can buy a house for Yao'er, and I'll save the rest."

"Yao'er and the others are different. Even though they are young, they know more than me. For example, the steel they mentioned was bought with a lot of money. The money remains in their hands. , more useful than staying in my hands."

Grandma Zhao was thoughtful. After a while, Zhao Xiaodong finally finished counting his money. He imitated Song Yaoke and deducted his own pocket money. When he handed in the whole money, Grandma Zhao also let him keep it.

In fact, Zhao Xiaodong's temperament is not as calm as Song Yao's. Of course, Song Yao's calmness is also compared.

When he collects money, there is still a certain risk.

But looking at the smart, witty and well-behaved Song Yao, Grandma Zhao decided to follow Grandma Song.

Moreover, Zhao Xiaodong's best friend was Song Yao. When he was at home, Yao'er grew up and grew short every day. Even when he dreamed about taking risks, he dreamed of taking risks with Yao'er.

Grandma Zhao also hopes that the two children can reach an agreement on money.

Zhao Xiaodong was even happier than Song Yao.

Because he felt that grandma was treating him as an adult by letting him collect the money.

As the only man in the family (as he calls himself), Zhao Xiaodong is more eager to grow up than children of the same age. He is eager to quickly fill the vacancy after his father's death.

Now that Grandma Zhao is willing to let him hold a huge sum of money, it is undoubtedly an affirmation for him.

He was super excited and said to Song Yao: "Yaoer, grandma must also think that I have grown up. She thinks that I am a man."

Song Yao was also very excited: "Then my grandma must think that I am a man too."

Although he had been out for two months, his whole body had become rounder, his originally delicate face had turned into a cute one, and his height had not grown much, but Song Yao still stretched out his short legs and expressed super confidently:

"That's how she must feel."

After packing up all the luggage and checking the accounts, the two children decided to go out to play.

After being away for nearly two months, they still missed their friends in the village.

Although they are all plastic friends, there are so many people and it’s so lively.

As a result, I put down my things and went out for a walk happily. The place where the children in the village usually play was actually empty.

They could only go to those children's homes one by one to look for them.

But almost every student is busy writing and writing, and there is no time to play with them.

There are also children who are writing and writing, while telling them with fear:

"I heard that the teacher pulled out ten trees in one go. She must be training in advance to beat up those who haven't finished their homework tomorrow. I have to hurry up and finish it. If you haven't finished your homework, hurry up and do it."

Song Yao was shocked: "Who told you that? We were with the teacher just now. She didn't pull out ten trees."

The child who was frantically rushing to finish his homework stopped writing half-believingly: "Really?"

Song Yao vowed: "Of course it's true. We have been with the teacher since we came back from Lecheng."

The child breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he heard Song Yao continue to say: "The teacher only pulled out one tree. There really weren't ten trees."

Child:...What's the difference between one tree and ten trees?

He continued to rush to finish his homework with tears in his heart.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong wandered around the village, but they couldn't find anyone willing to play with them. They were all rushing to finish their homework.

There are only so many children in the village.

Except for the group of people who went to school, the rest of the children were either too big or too small. Even if they wanted to play, Song Yao was not willing to play with them.

So the two children could only return to the Song family very lonely.

Song Yao: "Since no one wants to play, then we can only..."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Play by yourself?"

Song Yao: "Study."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't even show any surprise, and took out a book directly: "Okay, come on."

He was used to it anyway.

What else can he do, who let him have a good friend who wants to go to heaven.

Song Yao is not really devoted to studying.

In order to comfort himself who still has to study after the holiday, he discussed with Zhao Xiaodong:

"How about this, let's study hard today, and let's go to the county to play with the county magistrate tomorrow?"

Zhao Xiaodong agreed immediately.

He was not very interested in playing with the county magistrate. After all, the county magistrate was too old for him, and it was not interesting to play.

But there are many delicious foods in the county.

The two children studied diligently on the first day they returned home. Grandma Song and Grandma Zhao saw it and were very pleased.

They felt that it was right to give the bonus to them to keep it themselves.

If other children had the right to control such a large sum of money, they would have been arrogant for a few days, but they calmed down immediately.

The two old people felt that the decision to let them go to Lecheng was indeed correct:

"Children really need to go out more to gain more experience and see the world. Look, they have only been out for two months, and these two children seem to be much more stable."

This is not the grandmothers' self-praise.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong themselves did not feel it, but they could see that these two children were not as arrogant as before.

If it were in the past, it would be strange if they did not make trouble for the whole village after finally returning home after such a long time away from home.

Now they can calm down and study even if they can't find playmates, and the first thing they do when they get home is to put their luggage away, and they will check the accounts and count the money when they rest.

And they will take the initiative to hand over large sums of money.

Many adults may not be like them, who can finish the things at hand before going out to play.

After praising the above, Grandma Song went to see Song's father.

As soon as they got home, Song's father took Professor Wang and the others for a walk: "..."

He had reason to suspect that his mother was implying something about him.

So he decided to play dead.

Professor Wang looked much more relaxed:

"I like this place very much. The mountains, water and people are nice."

He had been in various tense environments for the first half of his life, and he closed himself off in the second half of his life. This was his first time in Dashu Village. Everyone's life seemed to be slow, but it was full of down-to-earth.

And every school-age child he met was reading and writing (doing homework).

Professor Wang just went out for a walk and fell in love with Dashu Village. He immediately decided to settle down here for a long time.

Song's father was very happy about this, but he was also worried about other things.

Their village was too far from the county hospital. Although Professor Wang's heart disease was not serious, what if it got worse and he needed to be sent to the hospital one day?

Even if he borrowed a bicycle, how long would it take to ride?

And a sick patient, can he sit on the back seat of a bicycle?

So Song's father was thinking about how to reduce this risk.

Song Yao was eating and listening to the adults' discussion. When he heard this, he became alert:

"Dad, dad! I have a way!!!"

He took out a notebook from the schoolbag next to him, turned to a picture on the first few pages, and handed it to Song's father:

"Dad, look, I plan to make a car like this. After it is made, it will be much faster than a bicycle."

Song's father knew that he couldn't understand it without looking at the picture: "Is there a text version of this?"

Song Yao also remembered.

Dad's associative ability is not good, and he can't understand his picture.

He really doesn't have a text version, so he goes to see Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

He quietly leaned over and read it carefully.

Then, based on his previous experience of looking at pictures, he carefully introduced: "This is a two-wheeled vehicle, but unlike bicycle wheels, it does not require human power. In a sense, it is very similar to a car, but it is much smaller than a car..." Song Yao nodded while listening, correcting from time to time: "No, this position does not mean this, it means that..."

Grandpa Song glanced at the picture, and then looked at Zhao Xiaodong with sympathy.

How many times must this child be in trouble before he can understand such a design?

After Zhao Xiaodong's main force and Song Yao's supplementary explanations were finished, Song's father was overjoyed:

"It can run fast without anyone stepping on it. If such a car really existed, wouldn't it be able to reach the county soon?"

Song Yao had actually forgotten about this project a long time ago.

This was what he wanted to do before going to Lecheng. Later, when he arrived in Lecheng, there were so many delicious and fun things to do, and he made new friends and close friends.

There are so many new ideas that I want to complete every day, and the child is so busy that he still has such a half-finished product.

However, he has a good memory, and he had made predictions about Father Song’s questions before, and now he just remembered it after thinking about it for a moment:

"If we go to the county, according to my lowest estimate, at the fastest speed, we can get there in thirty minutes."

Song Yao also added super cautiously:

"It's just an estimate. Because it's based on the lowest estimate, I think it can be faster. But before there is any experiment, daddy, just listen to this data."

Dad Song felt that thirty minutes was already shocking.

Although this metaphor is not very accurate, to him, the speed of that car is like having a train between his home and the county.

Of course, the train is much faster than what Song Yao said.

But this car is also much faster than a bicycle.

Father Song still believed in his son’s hands-on ability, and he felt relieved:

"Well, if you can really make this car, we won't have to worry about your master getting sick in the future."

Song Yao was full of confidence: "Leave it to us!"

Zhao Xiaodong is also full of confidence:

"That's right, we are no longer the same people we were before we went to Lecheng. We didn't learn in vain in the past two months!"

They had two human guides in the past two months, as well as books sent by the He family and books sent by their master.

Song Yao still had Grandpa Shen Shu's notes in his hand.

They are inherently smart and learn things very quickly, and they learn things only when they are interested in them, so the speed is even faster.

In two months, the progress has been rapid.

So they are super confident about the car that was conceived and started two months ago!

However, self-confidence is self-confidence, and the two children did not have time to start doing it immediately.

They said: "We will go to the county to collect the bill tomorrow."

Professor Wang was surprised that this word came out of the mouths of two children:

"Collection? What collection?"

Song Yao told them about their bell-flashing business.

"Before we were away, we entrusted this matter to the county magistrate. For example, we arranged for people to make clock fan parts, then sent them to the village for my grandfather to make them, and then sold the fan clocks. He was responsible for all these things. ”

So when they come back, of course they have to collect the bill.

Song Yao counted on his fingers:

"The county magistrate will send us a letter every week to check the accounts. We gave him three-thirds of the commission. After deducting the parts purchase fee and hiring people to do the work, there is still a lot of money left."

Although they are already very rich now, who would think that they have too much money?

Zhao Xiaodong added: "And now that the weather has turned cold, our sales of fan clocks have slowed down. Plus school is about to start, so we don't plan to continue."

Song Yao: "Then we have to finish the work. The two of us are the bosses. We can't leave the finishing work to the county magistrate. We just happen to be back again. We will go to the county to get this thing done tomorrow."

Professor Wang was dumbfounded.

Aren't these two children who are only eight or nine years old?

When they made all kinds of powerful technological items before, he could understand it. After all, these two children were smart and geniuses.

But such a big business was actually done by the two of them together?

I carefully recalled my eight or nine years old.

At that time, he was already abroad, and he was secretly hiding and crying because he was being bullied.

Professor Wang felt that he might have underestimated his disciple too much before.

At the same time, he wanted to write a letter.

Hey, write a letter to Wen Tianyu and let him take a good look at how smart his disciples are.

In order to have better material to show off when writing letters, Professor Wang asked:

"Can I go with you?"

Of course Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong welcomed them with both hands and feet.

"Okay, okay, Master, let me tell you, don't you like reading? The county government has a lot of books. You will be very happy to see those books!"

They happily decided on tomorrow's itinerary.

That night, Song Yao slept in his little bed for the first time in a long time.

He looked up and across the beam with bright eyes:

【005, I can't sleep. 】

005 is puzzled: [Why can’t the host fall asleep? 】

Song Yao said happily: [Because grandma asked me to keep the money myself, does she also think that I am an adult now? 】

005: [The host is eight years old this year. Strictly speaking, he cannot be called an adult. 】

Song Yao: [No, I think I am as powerful as an adult. Grandma must think so. 】

He said happily: [The stall owner also praised me as being better than many adults. 】

This 005 has a common topic, and it immediately said: [005 also thinks that the host is the most powerful. 】

Song Yao became even happier.

She had obviously slept well for two months while away, but when she got home and lay on her little bed, Song Yao couldn't fall asleep as quickly as before.

As soon as he closed his eyes, all the things that happened in Lecheng seemed to have turned into paintings and appeared in front of him.

Fortunately, the child didn't think it was a big deal, and he was still watching it happily as if he was watching a movie.

005 wanted to brag a few more words, but found that Song Yao had fallen asleep.

He didn't fall asleep immediately.

He changed to sleeping for a while.

Song Yao had a dream with a lot of content that night.

He dreamed of the war between Zhongzhou and Country V, but this time, it was him who went to the battlefield.

Because the child had never seen a battlefield and didn't know what it looked like, he was fighting with several bad guys in his dream. It was fine at first, but then he suddenly lost an arm.

Zhao Xiaodong suddenly appeared and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll make you a steel one!"

In the dream, Song Yao looked at his missing arm, and then looked at the steel arm in his good friend's hand, and burst into tears.

He felt so scared, he didn't want a steel arm, no matter how real it was, it was not his real arm.

Then the painting turned into Grandpa Wen, who said, "Please remember Shen Shu."

Then it turned into Master Gong listening to the news, crying as he listened, "We won, Zhongzhou won."

Then it turned into Brother Arong, the son of the stall owner, with a broken arm, smiling and saying to Song Yao, "I don't regret going to the battlefield. If I hadn't gone, it might be any of our relatives and friends who had a broken arm."

···

"Little one!!!!"

Song Yao slowly opened his eyes, still a little dazed.

Zhao Xiaodong came over and shook him anxiously, "Didn't you say you were leaving this morning? Why don't you get up yet?"

Song Yao blinked, his eyes regained clarity, looked around, and found everything familiar around him, then he remembered that he had gone home.

Zhao Xiaodong was already helping him pack his things.

He knew exactly what Song Yao would bring to the county, and while he was skillfully stuffing things into Song Yao's small schoolbag, he muttered:

"I got up late in the morning and wondered why you didn't call me. It turns out you got up late too. This is the first time."

Song Yao had been getting up at five or six for such a long time, and it was indeed the first time he got up late.

Song Yao got up slowly and yawned:

"I had a lot of dreams last night and didn't sleep well."

Zhao Xiaodong was curious: "What did you dream about? Did you see the universe?"

Song Yao shook his head, and he was also confused:

"I dreamed of a lot of people, Master, Brother Arong, Grandpa Wen, Grandpa He, anyway, a lot of people."

He touched his chest: "Even if I'm awake now, I feel depressed and uncomfortable."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't understand: "Why do you feel uncomfortable? Is it because you dreamed of too many people?"

Song Yao himself didn't know.

Anyway, my heart was depressed, not wanting to cry, but feeling a little suffocated.

I just wondered why everyone looked so sad.

It was obvious that Master was happy about winning.

Grandpa Wen also said that he was happy to see that he could understand the book.

Brother Arong also said that he was satisfied to come back alive.

In reality, Song Yao could not see anything, but in his dream, his subconscious mind put the faint sadness hidden in the dark on the surface.

But the child was too young.

Without anyone to teach him, he did not understand what this feeling that was surging in his chest was.

But fortunately, Song Yao never hesitated to ask questions.

He ran to ask Grandma Song happily.

Grandma Song was a little dazed. She squatted down and looked at her grandson who was still very small in front of her: "Our youngest son has really grown up. He has such dreams." "You have those dreams because you are worried about everyone. Generally, only adults have such dreams." Song Yao was still happy that his grandmother recognized him as a big child last night, but now he frowned, covered his heart, and said depressedly: "Grandma, is this what it's like to grow up? I don't want to grow up. It's so uncomfortable to grow up." Grandma Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pinched the child's chubby face: "Can you figure out why you feel uncomfortable?" Song Yao pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I think they are being bullied. I don't like everyone being bullied." Obviously everyone is so powerful. Why can someone bully them. "Also, I think..." Tears appeared in the child's eyes, and he said that sentence with difficulty: "Why don't we seem to be that strong in Zhongzhou." The child who always thought that his country was the most powerful and the best finally couldn't hold it back after returning to his familiar home. Grandma Song patted his back: "Have you forgotten what you said before? Our Zhongzhou is slowly getting stronger, and it will become very powerful in the future." Song Yao burst into tears. He didn't know why he was crying, he just suddenly realized that reading history and experiencing it in person were still different. War is not a few lines of words, but people you know will really lose body parts or even lose their lives. It turns out that he always thought that a powerful country is also very difficult, and there is no way to deal with some things. Song Yao felt so wronged for Zhongzhou, everyone was working so hard. The child sobbed: "Grandma, why can't we become powerful all of a sudden, why does it take us so long to become powerful..." Grandma Song could only hug her grandson and coax: "Okay, okay."

"It takes time for you to grow up, and our country also needs it, right?"

She encouraged Song Yao: "Study hard and contribute more to the country. If you contribute more, our country will be stronger."

"Look, didn't that muffler from before help a lot?"

Grandma Song was indeed the best at coaxing children in the village, and she was able to stop Song Yao's worries in a few seconds.

"Has the country praised you? Our son has helped a lot. If we work harder in the future, we will definitely be able to help the country fight bad guys."

Song Yao was coaxed, wiped away her tears, and lowered her head in embarrassment:

"I cried again..."

He just said yesterday that he wanted to be an adult, and today he was crying like this in grandma's arms.

The child suddenly felt guilty. He looked left and right and found that Zhao Xiaodong was helping him pack things in his room. He probably didn't see him crying, so he felt relieved.

He slid off grandma's body, his eyes were still red, but his expression was determined:

"Yes!! Grandma, you are right!! I want to study hard. When I grow up, I will make many weapons to drive away those who bully our country!!"

This boom is obviously not an adjective.

Grandma Song said with a smile: "Okay, let's blast them all away, but before we blast them away, you should wash your face first. There are tears on your face. The wind may have damaged your face."

Song Yaoxiong went to wash his face proudly.

After coming back, he packed his luggage with Zhao Xiaodong and said while packing:

"I have decided that we are going to develop thermal weapons!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "Didn't you say you would wait until we are adults to learn?"

Song Yao sniffed: "You are so stupid. We can't learn it before we become adults, but we can create our own."

"Try slowly, we are so smart, are we afraid of not succeeding?"

Zhao Xiaodong thought for a moment: "What you said makes sense."

When Yuan Jiang, who just went out for some exercise, came back, he heard two children packing their luggage and muttering about how to effectively make thermal weapons.

Yuan Jiang: ...What happened? Didn’t I just leave for a while?

He silently decided not to leave for a while.

At the same time, I plan to call up and ask.

Song Yao and the others plan to make weapons, which will of course be good for Zhongzhou.

But first of all, he is only eight years old.

Second, weapon crafting is risky.

If something were to go wrong and it hit me, it would be simply...

Song Yao naturally knew the danger.

But for children like him and Zhao Xiaodong who cherish their lives, of course they will be fully prepared.

They had just discussed it and planned to start doing it, but then they were thinking about whether to set up a mountain top for a special experiment.

I've thought of all the reasons.

Father Song wants to keep bees, so he doesn’t allow people to go up there in order to avoid being stung by the bees.

Song Yao felt that he was really a clever guy.

Hehehehehe was super happy and thinking about the future:

"Let's use that as a testing area from now on! We can move everything we put in the school there."

Zhao Xiaodong was worried: "What if someone still goes in?"

Yuan Jiang pricked up his ears.

Song Yao patted his chest: "Don't be afraid! We can find a few old people. Their wages are low, and we hire them to help us look after the mountains!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought for a while: "We can't look for people nearby, otherwise we will be too familiar and they may be curious about what we are doing."

Song Yao made the decision: "Let's find someone from the county! Stay away! We can make it up however we want!"

He happened to be going to the county today, and he planned to ask the all-powerful county magistrate to help introduce the elderly.

The county magistrate has a clear understanding of the situation in the county. No matter it is big or small, he can even gossip about other people's family matters. It is absolutely no problem to ask him which old people can work.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong agreed to do it. When they arrived at the county, they saw Professor Wang reading on the first floor and mentioned it to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate really knows.

He thought about it and said, "Your request is not difficult, but it's too far to go to Dashu Village to work. Even if we give people a place to live, it's still too far."

"I'll give it a try, but be prepared, it may be a bit difficult."

The county magistrate was still very enthusiastic about his friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

"I've been so bored since you've been away for two months. I'm not even in the mood to go out and gossip."

Song Yao didn't believe it: "How could you be bored? You are so busy every day that you don't even have time to rest."

County Magistrate: "It's spiritual boredom, understand? It's spiritual."

Yuan Jiang looked around and felt relieved when he saw that the person who seemed to have walked by accidentally in the county government was a familiar face:

"County magistrate, please borrow the phone."

The county magistrate was taking out the account book for the two children to compare. Hearing this, he nodded casually:

"Use it, use it."

Seeing that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were already doing arithmetic in their heads, he turned his face and saw a newcomer standing at the door as if looking down at the documents, and shouted:

"Well, Xiao Chen, don't block the door. The sunlight is blocked."

Xiao Chen silently moved to the side.

The county magistrate saw it and said to his secretary: "Is it because the windows on our first floor were changed to transparent ones?"

Secretary: "?Why do you say that, County Magistrate?"

County Magistrate: "Look, the printed glass is nice to look at, but it blocks the sun. In broad daylight, all the comrades on the first floor were forced to come here to look at the documents."

The finances of Xinghe County have been very good recently, because everyone has made money by doing carpentry, and the economy has also been flowing quite smoothly.

The county chief was in a good mood and had made some money, so he generously decided to improve the welfare of his subordinates.

"Xiao Chen, don't worry, I'll have someone replace the glass with transparent ones someday."

Comrade Xiao Chen, who was responsible for protecting the two children when Yuan Jiang was away: "... Thank you, Secretary."

The county chief waved his hand: "Look, you forgot again. Call me the county chief. Everyone feels closer this way."

Comrade Xiao Chen: "... Thank you, county chief."

He silently changed his position so that the county chief could not see him, but he could see the direction of the two children at any time.

The county chief did not notice it at all, and was still immersed in the narcissism of "I am such a good county chief".

"Speaking of which, have you noticed that there seem to be many new colleagues in our county? Is it that the superiors are finally going to vigorously promote our Xinghe County?"

The secretary answered very reliably: "It doesn't seem to be the case at the moment."

"But there are more than a dozen new colleagues at the Ministry of Public Security. It may be that the superiors intend to improve the safety of our county."

The county chief was puzzled.

The people in Xinghe County are simple and honest. If a thief appears, everyone will rush to catch him and beat him up. There is no need to pay attention to safety.

"The biggest case in our county is the kidnapping of the youngest child by human traffickers. There is also tomb robbery, right? Aren't they all solved immediately?"

Song Yao, who heard his name, corrected:

"It's a spy."

The county magistrate: "Okay, okay, spy, anyway, except for those few times, isn't our county quite peaceful?"

The secretary: "Recently, because of the fan, many strangers have come to our county. Maybe there are wanted criminals hiding among them."

Didn't something similar happen in the neighboring Huling County before?

Because there are many people flowing, many people came to clean up the troubled waters.

Huling County was originally quite peaceful, but the economy has picked up, and all kinds of bad guys have been attracted there, and the trust between people has dropped to the lowest point.

The secretary is obviously worried that Xinghe County will follow in the footsteps of Xinghe County.

The county magistrate didn't think of this at first, but now that he has been reminded, he is also worried.

"Yes, when I went to buy fried dough sticks these two days, I saw a lot of people who were born with holes, and they actually ate steamed buns instead of porridge in the morning."

The secretary was serious when he heard the first part, but he was puzzled when he heard the second part.

"What's wrong with eating steamed buns without porridge?"

The county magistrate made a well-reasoned analysis: "What kind of people would only eat steamed buns without porridge? People who are ready to run away at any time, because if they drink porridge, they can't run fast with soup in their stomachs."

He looked around cautiously: "I also found some people who are also very suspicious..."

Secretary: "...County magistrate, there are only a few of us in this room, why are you doing this?"

County magistrate: "Express my seriousness."

Secretary: "..."

Although the county magistrate's way of expressing seriousness was not recognized by the secretary, it attracted the two children who were checking the accounts.

They almost immediately lit up their gossip radars and came over excitedly:

"What? What what?"

The county magistrate lowered his voice, with an expression of "I want to tell a secret", and whispered:

"I found that some people appeared near the county government. They are all tall and strong, and they are still asking about renting houses and shops. But the strange thing is that the places they rent are all near the county government."

Song Yao opened his eyes wide with curiosity:

"But it's okay, right? There are many people in the county government. If you open a shop around, the business will definitely be good."

The county magistrate immediately showed a look of "you are still too young":

"Although this makes sense, do you know what they look like?"

The two children shook their heads blankly.

County Magistrate: "They look like ordinary people!"

Song Yao: "?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "?"

The County Magistrate continued: "Each of them is very tall and looks very strong. With that muscular body, one of them can beat ten of you. And the most important thing is that they all have short hair."

"Do you know what this means? It means that they are in the same group, but they pretend not to know each other. They rent a house near the county government. I think they must have a big plan."

The secretary didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing what he said, he also felt that it seemed suspicious, and immediately took out a pen and paper:

"Do you remember where they rented houses? I'll write it down and send someone to check it out."

The County Magistrate said: "No. 12, No. 89, No. 34, Xinghe Road, and..."

He rattled off a dozen addresses.

Song Yao was stunned.

"Wow! You are amazing! You remember everything!"

"Of course."

The county magistrate was very proud: "I am the county magistrate, of course I have to know everything about the whole county. Although I am very busy every day, I am the first to know that the shoe seller Qian Dama is dating."

Song Yao's eyes lit up instantly! ! "

"Qian Dama is dating! ! What kind of person is he? ! "

The county magistrate waved his hand: "You came back late, she got the marriage certificate yesterday."

Song Yao regretfully: "What a pity, my grandma said before that she would introduce a boyfriend to her."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded: "My grandma said so too."

Secretary: "... County magistrate, you just seemed to be talking about how you knew the addresses of those people."

"Ah, yes, yes."

The county magistrate smiled: "They are busy downstairs. I sit in the office every day and take a look when I am free."

"Then I watch while eating breakfast when I go to buy breakfast, and I will know slowly. "

It's just that he was just watching the fun before, but now that he found out that these people might be bad guys, he was a little worried.

"I'm so rich, they're not here to kidnap me, are they?"

After saying that, he went to see the secretary again: "You are quite rich, maybe this is for you."

Song Yao had not thought about this at first, but when he heard what he said, he began to worry:

"Could he be a spy who came to kidnap me?"

He is very important, even Grandpa Wen said that the country will vigorously protect his safety.

The county magistrate didn't know that Song Yao had made another contribution in the past two months, so he laughed after hearing this.

"Yao'er, you are only eight years old. We don't need so many people to kidnap you."

Zhao Xiaodong was unconvinced: "Yao'er still has me by his side to protect him. Of course, we need more talents to provide insurance."

"That's right."

Song Yao made a reasonable analysis: "They live near the county government, it must be because they know that we often come to the county government."

"My course of action is easy to predict. There are two points and one line. Everyone in the county, village, and village knows each other. They will definitely be noticed as soon as they go to the village.

But it's different when they come to the county. There are so many people in the county, and many people have come recently because of the fans. If they come to rent a house in the county at this time, no one will be suspicious. "

The county magistrate was just listening for fun.

As a result, after listening to it, I actually felt that what Song Yao said was quite logical.

He decided: "In that case, I will ask the police to investigate carefully. No matter who they are coming for, it will be clear after an investigation."

Song Yao nodded and looked back:

"Hey, brother Yuan Jiang hasn't finished calling yet?"

The county magistrate didn't care: "This is what I reported to my superiors. It's okay. You are very safe in the county government."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong thought about it too.

If the county government is not safe, then only the Public Security Bureau in the entire Xinghe County is safe.

They continue to work on the reconciliation.

After finally settling the account, Song Yao handed it to the county magistrate:

"Okay, let's take a look."

The county magistrate glanced quickly: "Okay, no problem."

He took out the money from the cabinet and handed it to the two children, sighing: "You are much richer than I was when I was a child."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong happily counted the money and put it into their small schoolbags after counting:

"Okay, let's settle the account."

The child did not forget to remind the county magistrate: "Remember to help us find the elderly."

"Don't worry, I'll never do what I promised, but it's definitely hard to find..."

Just as he was talking, Yuan Jiang came back.

He looked at Xiao Chen who was standing outside the door, and Xiao Chen went down with the information.

"No need to look for it, I've found it."

Song Yao was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Yuan Jiang! Have you really found someone who can help us look after the mountain?! Did you just go find them!"

The two children looked at Yuan Jiang with great admiration.

Sure enough, there is nothing in the world that Brother Yuan Jiang cannot do!

Yuan Jiang nodded: "They are packing their things and will go back with us later."

The county magistrate was also a little surprised.

But looking at Yuan Jiang, I think he looks very reliable.

"Okay, then I won't look for you. Do you want to go down and read some books together? I also want to get to know this Professor Wang you are talking about."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong solved a major issue on their minds and settled their accounts. They were instantly happy, and Le Diandian readily agreed.

When they went downstairs, Professor Wang was holding a book and reading quietly.

"Master!"

Song Yao called out softly and ran over to him happily: "What are you looking at?"

"Aren't you allowed to borrow books here? I'll find some books for your dad to read."

Professor Wang is still very satisfied with Dad Song as a student.

And the way he expressed his satisfaction was to let the students learn.

So he came to the bookcase here and kept looking for books suitable for Dad Song to read.

Song Yao never thought about the question "Dad must be so impatient that he wants to cry", and even praised his master:

"Master, you are so kind to my father! He will definitely be very touched!"

Professor Wang became more confident: "I think so too."

After being encouraged by Song Yao, he felt even more that he was a really good teacher.

After I warmly greeted the county magistrate and heard that he could borrow books here freely, I picked out even more books.

Well, you will be very happy if you are talented.

It’s possible to cry with joy.

The county magistrate took the opportunity to secretly hand a book to the two children:

"I asked someone to buy the new book. You should be careful not to let the secretary see it. I promised to lend it to him after reading it."

So the two children secretly put the novel into their small schoolbags.

Seeing that the county magistrate was still looking around with a vigilant expression, Song Yao comforted him:

"It's okay. Didn't the secretary stay upstairs to handle the documents?"

County Magistrate: "You don't understand. He is everywhere. When I am working hard, he is always not there. Whenever I do something bad, he always pops out."

Song Yao feels the same way:

"My grandma is the same. She can't even see me when I'm reading a book, but she can always see me when I climb a tree."

As a result, they became even more sneaky.

Just as he was quietly beeping to tell the county magistrate to remember to leave any new novels for them next time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, making the three of them tremble in fright.

When they looked up and saw that it was Uncle Wang, one and two children breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "What bad things are you doing hiding from Secretary Zhang again?"

The county magistrate coughed dryly and stood up as if nothing had happened:

"No way, we just discussed physics, learned mathematics, and talked about biology."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were not as shameless as him, and both looked guilty.

Uncle Wang didn't expose them. The county magistrate was busy every day, so this was a way for him to relax.

As for the two children, let alone that.

Still a child.

He took out two candies from his pocket and handed them over:

"Eat sweets, you guys haven't been here for a long time."

The children were used to being fed by Uncle Wang, so they happily thanked him, happily opened the candy wrappers and threw the sweet candies into their mouths.

As for the beautiful candy wrappers, of course I collected them.

Uncle Wang looked at them eating with a smile and asked: "Is Lecheng fun?"

"It's very fun. Grandpa Wang, let me tell you, Le City is very big, and there are a lot of people there, and the food is also..."

The two children danced and shared what they saw and heard with Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang just smiled and listened there with a broom.

The county magistrate listened with interest and would say from time to time: "Our hometown is like that too..."

They were chatting happily when Professor Wang came:

"I've finished choosing the book, what are we going to do later?"

Uncle Wang glanced at it casually and then froze.

"Ajin?"

Professor Wang:"?"

He looked at Uncle Wang with a confused expression: "Who are you?"

Uncle Wang happily threw the broom into the county magistrate's hand and held Professor Wang's hand.

"It's me, Wang Qiong, have you forgotten? I'm your fifth cousin."

Professor Wang looked at Uncle Wang up and down with some hesitation:

"Yes, I have a fifth cousin, but he is already dead...I clearly remember that he died of allergies."

Uncle Wang: "...That's the fourth brother and third uncle's family. I am the eldest brother and you are the second brother."

Professor Wang was even more confused: "Second bedroom? Isn't there a fifth bedroom in my house? My father is always called Lao Wu."

Uncle Wang: "...because my second uncle is called Wang Xingwu, and they call him Lao Wu."

"You have a big beard, why are you still the same as when you were a kid?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were stunned.

"Grandpa Wang, are you and Master related?"

Zhao Xiaodong muttered: "But Master doesn't seem to remember Grandpa Wang."

Song Yao used his little brain: "Grandpa Wang, if you tell me what happened when you were young, maybe the master will remember it."

Uncle Wang thought so and became happy again:

"Ajin, do you still remember that you were scared to tears by a frog when you were five years old? You never knew who put the frog in your room. It was me who put the frog."

"Also in the same year, I lied to you that you could go to heaven by climbing a tree. You climbed up and couldn't come down, so you cried and asked the servants to take you down."

"Also, when you were six years old, I was the one who put a whip on your head and dressed you up like a little girl. You looked in the mirror and said you thought you were beautiful."

"I even gave you a girl's name at that time, Meiyu."

After Uncle Wang finished speaking, he looked at Professor Wang expectantly:

"Ajin, do you still remember this?"

Song Yao muttered to Zhao Xiaodong:

"It turns out that Master was really called Meiyu."

Professor Wang:"……"

For him, who had thought since he was a child that his whole family was dead and that he had no relatives, it should be a very touching thing for his relatives to recognize each other.

But he couldn't be moved at all now.

He even wanted to hit someone: "So it's you!! Meiyu who caused me to be called Meiyu for two years!!"

Uncle Wang hugged Professor Wang happily:

"You remembered!! Great! It's really you! I just said it was you! I remember what each of you looks like."

Professor Wang hugged him back silently:

"Well, since you still remember my appearance after so many years, I don't care if you call me Meiyu."

The words were harsh, but the eyes were red.

He thought that all his relatives had died in the war.

He thought he had no home.

After a meeting with relatives mixed with old "hatred", the two old people finally calmed down.

Song Yao found that the master's expression was very different in front of Uncle Wang.

It's a bit like a child returning to an adult. He is saying:

"... Later I returned to China and worked as a teacher at a university. Now I am retired. I accepted the child's father as a student. When they wanted to go home, I followed them."

Uncle Wang kept nodding his head as he listened: "Youcai is a nice young man. I have chatted with him many times and he is very likable."

Professor Wang went to ask him: "Brother, what about you? How did you survive?"

"It was almost the same as you at the beginning, but I was lucky and was not sold abroad. Later, I gradually worked hard. I even erected a monument for you. I will remember to go back and tear down your tomb later. "

Uncle Wang did not ask Professor Wang whether he had set up a grave.

He was still young when the accident happened. He only played crazy every day and couldn't even remember his own father's name. How could he expect this from him.

He continued: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, I saw that things had settled down, and I asked someone to look for you. After more than ten years of searching, there was no news, so I gave up."

"Now I work in the county government. I eat and drink tea every day, which is pretty good."

Professor Wang nodded repeatedly: "Very good, very good."

He said: "I never dreamed that after so many years, I would be able to find my relatives again."

Uncle Wang also sighed: "Yes, it has been so many years."

Professor Wang asked: "Brother, what are you doing now? Can you take a leave? I want to have a good chat with you."

The county magistrate, who was holding a broom and watching, immediately said:

"It's approved, Uncle Wang, it's rare for you brothers to see each other, so you can rest for two days."

Uncle Wang looked at the broom in his hand hesitantly: "What about the hygiene in the building?"

The county magistrate immediately said: "My secretary and I can just scan, just keep it active."

Professor Wang heard it and looked at the broom in the county magistrate's hand in shock, then looked at Uncle Wang, and said in a trembling voice:

"Brother, what is your current job?"

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Cleaner, that's good. I'm the only cleaner in the whole building, and everyone points at me."

Professor Wang felt bad: "You are so old, how can you work so hard..."

He couldn't believe it.

In his impression, all the brothers above were excellent.

Because he had just recalled it, he could even remember that his cousin Wang Qiong was killed by his husband because he was praised for his talent.

How could he still work so hard as a cleaner at such an old age?

Professor Wang's body was trembling, and he pulled Uncle Wang to leave:

"I have money, don't do it anymore!"

Uncle Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Wait a minute, being a cleaner is my hobby. I just like to sweep the floor here and chat with everyone. It's not because of money. Don't think too much."

"And I'm rich, very rich."

Song Yao, who listened seriously, immediately testified:

"I testify, Master, Grandpa Wang is really happy here."

The county magistrate also nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, everyone respects Uncle Wang."

Professor Wang was dubious, but he believed in Song Yao and slowly let go of his hand hesitantly.

I'm just worried that my cousin is lying to reassure him:

"I have a lot of savings. If you have financial difficulties, don't hide it from me."

Uncle Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "I am really rich."

Professor Wang was suspicious: "But you look very poor?"

Song Yao agreed with his master this time: "Grandpa Wang is dressed very simply."

The county magistrate was shocked: "Don't you know?"

"Uncle Wang donated the county government building."