Chapter 52 (Chapter 52 (Three in One)...)

When Yuan Jiang first saw Song Yao crying after being stung by a caterpillar, he was at a loss as to how to react.

After spending a long time with Song Yao, he evolved.

He carried back the crying child who couldn't get down from the tree with a blank expression.

He carried out the pitiful sobbing Song Yao who couldn't get out of the trap he made with a blank expression.

He stood by Song Yao's side with a blank expression when he secretly ran to the river to play and was slapped on the palm of his hand and cried.

Yuan Jiang hasn't married yet, but he feels that he already understands what it feels like to have a child.

He even understands it more deeply than Song Yao's biological father.

After all, which child in the village is not naughty? Who will follow their children around 24 hours a day? The adults are also very busy. They basically just need to make sure that the children are there when they eat and sleep.

But it is obvious that Yuan Jiang can't let Song Yao go like this.

The purpose of his being sent here is to protect.

If there is no 24-hour companionship, what kind of protection is that?

So after doing so, Yuan Jiang found that Song Yao was really busy.

First, at 5:30 in the morning, when it was still dark, the child had already gotten up.

He would make the bed in the dark, then move a small stool to sit on the ground, and use a branch to scratch the content he had learned before on the sand to review.

Sometimes, if it was a little later in the day, he would do some preview.

Of course, this was Yuan Jiang's guess.

Because the effect of Song Yao writing in the dark was the same as his design drawings, and no one except him knew what he drew|wrote.

When it started to get a little light outside, the child would put down the branch and run to the door of the yard to wash up. He was super careful and meticulous in this process, and he would not miss any details when brushing his teeth.

According to him, it was because a friend told him that if children did not brush their teeth well, no matter how hard technology advanced, it would take two hundred years for teeth that could be used as real teeth to appear.

So now, Song Yao cherishes his teeth very much.

After brushing his teeth, he would wash his face. No matter how cold the weather was, he would wash every corner of his face, including behind his ears.

When everything was done, the child did not waste the water for washing his face, but poured it directly under the tree in the yard.

According to him, this was the plum tree given by his young father, and it would bear many delicious plums when it grew up.

Often after Song Yao finished all this, it was already light enough to see the books clearly, and at this time he would...

Go to Zhao Xiaodong's house to wake Zhao Xiaodong up.

Then when Zhao Xiaodong washed up, he would sit next to him and read loudly.

Sometimes they had breakfast at Song's house, and sometimes they had it directly at Zhao's house.

Since the last human trafficker incident, the two families have become closer. They got the whole story from the child. At that time, the human trafficker had already left the temple fair with Song Yao in his arms, and Song Yao was too young to resist.

If Zhao Xiaodong hadn't followed him to distract the human trafficker, the two children would not have been able to control him together.

The Song family was naturally grateful to Zhao Xiaodong. In addition, Grandma Zhao also helped to cover up Yuan Jiang's affairs. The two families now get along like a family.

So Song Yao spent most of his morning at the Zhao family.

He would supervise Zhao Xiaodong to brush his teeth and wash his face carefully, and then pull him to study together.

After studying for about an hour, it was already bright, and when Grandma Zhao got up to cook, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong would start playing.

Since experiencing the human traffickers, the two children felt that they were already martial artists, so the games they played had evolved into a competition of martial arts.

Some of these moves were heard from them, some were heard from Grandpa Qi, and some were simply made up by themselves.

Often at this time, Yuan Jiang stood aside with a numb face, watching the two children like spinning tops that would not stop spinning. For more than half an hour, not only did their bodies keep moving, but their mouths were also never idle.

"Look at my super powerful kick!"

"I block! My punch!"

"I block too! Oops! You hit me!"

"Sorry, how about you kick me with your super powerful kick too?"

In just over half an hour, Yuan Jiang watched Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong run from the Zhao family yard to the threshing ground outside, then run from the threshing ground to the back of the mountain, and then chase each other to school.

After eating an egg cooked by Teacher He (they only dared to eat the eggs cooked by Teacher He), they went to Song's house again, moved out a large piece of wood and rode on it like riding a horse for a while, and then returned to Zhao's house like the wind.

In the above process, the two quarreled three times and made up three times, beat each other twice, and the sentence "I will never play with you again" appeared seven times in total.

In the end, the two seemed to have lost their memory, and continued to sit together at the Zhao family table to eat affectionately.

Because there were scrambled eggs that they both liked today, their appetites were bigger than before, and each of them ate a steamed bun.

Then, they went to experiment with their recent new research.

Yuan Jiang didn't understand these things. At first, he was full of expectations, thinking that he would soon see a high-end research scene.

Until he saw that the research that Song Yao talked about was two children riding a wooden circle like a forum and running around the village.

During this period, they attracted countless envious glances from the children in the village.

When they play, no, the experiment is enough. When other children come over and say they want to play, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong will express their pride:

"This is not for fun, this is for us to do experiments. We spent a lot of effort to make it."

Do you think he means not letting other children play?

No, he means:

"So if you want to play, you have to get a bamboo tube of bugs in exchange."

Yuan Jiang, who had been watching the whole process, looked expressionless and pretended that he had heard nothing.

Then a child who had been prepared would come over with a bamboo tube of insects to exchange, and Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong would happily get together to share the spoils.

They have a steelyard they made themselves, just to use it when sorting insects.

After weighing it with a steelyard, the two children happily took their half of the bugs home.

They will carefully scatter bugs near the chicken coop, and then call their chickens to come over and eat the bugs.

The first to fifth graders in Song Yao's family were all eaten by the children's efforts.

Now that the family's life is getting better, Grandma Song has become more generous with her purchases. She went to the market and bought ten chicks in one go.

The children carefully named them six to fifteen.

For this reason, Yuan Jiang also seriously thought about whether Song Yao wanted to record every chicken he ate.

The child felt that the task of feeding the chickens was onerous, so he volunteered and said that the chickens would be left to him.

But he was very busy and couldn't spare time to catch bugs like before, so he came up with "Experimental Equipment for Bugs".

When Yuan Jiang heard Song Yao say that he was very busy before, he still thought that such a child could be so busy no matter how busy he was.

It wasn't until he stayed with Song Yao for a long time that he had to be sure.

This eight-year-old child is indeed very busy.

Don't talk about anything else, just say that now, after Song Yao has completed the above series of things, it is only eight o'clock in the morning.

Then they will go to Zhao's house for dinner. After eating, the two children will play arithmetic games for a while, and then discuss the problems that they have not been able to overcome before for the car they plan to build now.

At 8:50, Teacher He struck the gong.

Song Yao immediately rushed towards the school with Zhao Xiaodong.

You can also see other children rushing together on the road.

In fact, it only takes ten minutes. Unless you are a child who lives far away, you can definitely get there by walking.

But the students in Dashu Village just like to rush over.

According to them: "It feels very interesting."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He couldn't remember what it was like when he was a kid, but it certainly wasn't like this.

Next, Song Yao will go to class. After class, he sometimes plays and sometimes reviews the content in class.

During lunch break, children should sleep for forty minutes.

After waking up, he would drag Zhao Xiaodong and wander eagerly on the mountainside, testing their traps and practicing the stone-throwing skills taught by Yuan Jiang.

After throwing away enough, they would go to Song's house to stare at the big spider web under the eaves of Song's house.

Song Yaochao was very excited: "Look, I told you, if we only take away half of it, this big spider will definitely continue to weave its web."

Zhao Xiaodong looked suddenly enlightened: "No wonder I moved after the spider webs were removed. It turned out to be half of it left for them."

So they happily found a thin branch, bent it into a circle, and then pressed a stick underneath, stretched it out, and soaked up half of the poor spider's newly built web.

Song Yao was particularly clever and ran to take out a bug from the bamboo tube they had saved, and carefully placed it on the broken spider web.

The child shared his discovery with Zhao Xiaodong: "This is called sustainable development."

Then they happily took this "nature's natural net" to net butterflies and dragonflies.

But this also depends on luck. If you accidentally encounter a big one, it is very likely that the opponent will break through the spider web and fly away.

After a long game time, Teacher He started to play the gong again.

A group of children started screaming and running towards school again. Even if they walked, they would never be late.

The last class in the afternoon is physical education.

When Yuan Jiang walked up to the children, he could still hear Song Yao whispering to Zhao Xiaodong:

"We haven't had much activity today, so we must do some exercise soon."

Yuan Jiang, who had been following the other party all morning, said: "..."

He silently gave the children physical education lessons.

The children are now very accustomed to the physical education class taught by the former teacher. They work hard to walk forward with their chests held high and their heads raised, and they also pay great attention to their posture when running.

Song Yao ran behind, then slowly passed the others.

Because he is very particular about maintaining his physical strength, in the end, even a child can be among the top five.

After discovering that he was in fifth place, the child's eyes were bright, and while he was breathing heavily, he said to Zhao Xiaodong, who had finished first:

"I've improved by more than a dozen places."

Zhao Xiaodong applauded him seriously: "Yao'er, you are so awesome, your potential is really huge!"

He said: "Didn't you notice? Since taking physical education class, our physical strength has improved a lot. I couldn't run like this in one breath without feeling tired before."

"yes !"

Song Yao felt that what Zhao Xiaodong said was absolutely right.

He attributed this to their practice of throwing stones together: "It must be because of throwing stones! We didn't do anything else except this!"

"Brother Yuan Jiang is really good. If we keep practicing with him, maybe we can become as good as him!"

The two children became happier and happier, and their eyes were full of longing when they looked at Yuan Jiang.

Yuan Jiang, who did nothing but help them get something high to help the crying child who fell down: "..."

He answered honestly: "Your physical strength increased because you run around every day."

"How could it be!"

Song Yao didn't believe it: "We are so busy, busy doing homework, busy doing experiments, how can we have time to run around."

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Xiaodong agreed: "I haven't been to the back mountain to play for a long time."

Yuan Jiang: You went there just last week, and you were caught and spanked for sneaking to the back mountain.

Song Yao also patted his chest: "Me too! I've been so busy lately that I don't have time to practice. Brother Yuan Jiang, why don't you teach me how to sweep my legs again!"

Zhao Xiaodong immediately came over to join in the fun: "I want to learn too, I want to learn too!"

Yuan Jiang: Didn't you cry last time?

Song Yao had a face full of yearning, and it was hard to tell that he was crying and shouting not to learn last time.

He was still learning Yuan Jiang's sweeping legs, while imitating the sound of the wind caused by Yuan Jiang's kicking with "ChaCha" in his mouth: "That's it! Like this!!"

The cold-blooded soldier carefully selected from the army was silent for a while: "Okay."

Twenty minutes later, the two children came together and cried again.

"Wuwuwuwu, I'm so tired, I don't want to learn anymore."

"Me too, wuwuwuwu, why don't we learn it again and then do the experiment, I have a new idea today."

Zhao Xiaodong immediately: "I have a new idea too!"

So they cried and learned for another five minutes, and felt that they had tried their best, so they happily wiped away their tears and ran to do the experiment.

Yuan Jiang followed silently.

Compared to Yuan Jiang, who seemed to be following two perpetual motion machines and never stopped, the Song family was very happy.

Children of this age are the most naughty and mischievous. They don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. They have grown legs. If no one at home is watching, they can jump to the sky.

Even if the villagers are all acquaintances, parents can't help but worry when their children are not in front of them.

Now, Comrade Yuan Jiang is here.

Although he can't prevent the small injuries caused by the two children's self-destruction.

For example, being bitten by insects, falling into traps made by themselves, and hitting trees when playing games.

From time to time, he would hold a crying Song Yao in one hand, and carry Zhao Xiaodong who was wiping tears on his back.

Both the Zhao and Song families breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the children are still naughty, at least, if they get into trouble, there will be adults next to them to know to bring them back.

So Comrade Yuan Jiang quickly became a member of the Song family.

The same treatment as Song Yao, there is also a bowl of honey egg custard to drink every morning.

The state paid Yuan Jiang with food rations, but it was obvious that there was no honey egg custard in these rations. Comrade Yuan Jiang refused several times but failed. Every time he accompanied Song Yao and others to stroll at the foot of the back mountain, he would catch a rabbit or a pheasant.

So Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had more fat on their faces.

Song Yao also grew a little taller.

The child attributed all this to eating.

He encouraged Yuan Jiang: "Brother Yuan Jiang, have you heard of beggar chicken?"

Yuan Jiang: "No."

Zhao Xiaodong raised his hand: "I know, beggar chicken is the chicken that beggars eat!"

Song Yao had a "you are right" expression on his face: "Let's catch a pheasant and cook it the way beggar chicken does?"

He muttered to Yuan Jiang about the beggar chicken recipe he bought from the learning space.

Yuan Jiang knew this method would not work when he heard about the lotus leaf.

"There is no lotus in Xinghe County."

So this beggar chicken would definitely not work.

"Ah..."

Song Yao really didn't know that there were no lotus flowers in Xinghe County. He had never seen lotus flowers before and thought that lotus leaves and lotus flowers were as common as water plants growing in the water.

The child was instantly disappointed: "I want to try what beggar chicken tastes like."

"It's okay, little one."

Zhao Xiaodong said: "My family can eat chicken tonight. I will give you both chicken legs at that time!"

Song Yao: "I also have stewed chicken at home. I bought the chicken from my grandma's house. My grandma said that it can still lay eggs now. It is a very nutritious old hen that lays eggs!"

The children in the village like to eat eggs very much, and Zhao Xiaodong is naturally the same. He was very surprised: "Why eat a hen that is still laying eggs? It's such a waste."

Song Yao: "My grandma said that it's because my father has been too hard recently, so he needs to take good care of himself."

Although the anti-stinging clothes can't be sold, it's still okay for the Song family to make a few for themselves. Song Yao went to the county to make clothes again.

This time, the county magistrate didn't need to take him there. The factory director welcomed him with open arms.

He didn't know the details, but he only knew that after this young comrade who had been commended by the state came to use the machine in their factory, not long after, the state began to purchase some of the materials in their factory.

I heard that it was because the materials in their factory were of good quality and someone recommended them.

The other party didn't explain it clearly, but the factory director still got it.

Among the people he knew, the only one who could connect with the country was Song Yao, the little classmate who made the fan.

He was not familiar with Song Yao, but he had met Song Yao's father several times. Every time they met, he tried hard to bargain.

Before, he was able to lend those machines to Song Yao because the county magistrate asked him to, and secondly, Song Yao was so smart at a young age, so he wanted to make a good relationship.

Unexpectedly, fate came so quickly.

So when Song Yao went there again, the factory director was super enthusiastic.

He also secretly asked Song Yao if he had mentioned their factory to others.

Song Yao really thought about it seriously.

He didn't mention it first, but Uncle Liu asked about the factory in their county, and Song Yao answered it casually.

What did he answer? Ah, yes:

"There are many machines inside that are very useful, much better than what I can do at home. The factory director is also very nice. He gives me candy every time he sees me.

But he is a bit stingy. When our family sold water-powered fans before, this factory director was the best at bargaining."

Song Yao felt very guilty when he thought about it.

He hid the last sentence evasively and told the factory director the rest of the conversation.

After hearing this, the factory director was very happy for some reason and told him that if he wanted to use these machines again in the future, he could just come over and use them as he wanted.

So Song Yao felt even more guilty.

He planned to quietly clarify with Uncle Liu the next time Uncle Liu came. In fact, the factory director was not as stingy as he thought. He was quite generous.

Because of the generous factory director, Song Yao successfully made several anti-stinging clothes.

He accepted Yuan Jiang's suggestion and specially added some camouflage on the outside when making it, making it look like an ordinary piece of clothing.

Because only Song's father needed to raise bees in the back mountain, Song Yao only made two.

One was given to Song's father, and the other was given to Yuan Jiang.

When Yuan Jiang received the clothes, he was still a little unresponsive: "This... is it for me to wear?"

Song Yao nodded with sparkling eyes: "Yeah!"

"Brother Yuan Jiang, you are a soldier, you should need it, I know now, it turns out that only soldiers will encounter bullets, I just want to know why I have never encountered it."

Yuan Jiang was silent for a while before taking it carefully: "Thank you."

In fact, the country will also give him bulletproof vests.

But the intentions of the children are still different for him.

Song Yao was very curious: "Brother Yuan Jiang, do you think the PLA will all wear the bulletproof vests I made?"

He originally admired soldiers very much, and he was very excited when he thought that the bulletproof vests he made could be worn by all soldiers.

Yuan Jiang nodded: "Yes."

It is said that bulletproof vests are distributed everywhere now. Even if the cost is cheaper than other bulletproof vests, it is already a considerable expense for Zhongzhou, which is currently in a period of external and internal troubles.

The higher-ups also gritted their teeth to issue this batch of bulletproof vests.

Other troops may not be able to provide one for everyone, but the troops on the border will definitely gather the whole country's strength to equip them.

Now is the time when the friction on the border of Zhongzhou is the heaviest, and no one knows when the shooting will start.

The bulletproof vests made by Song Yao are definitely an extra chance to save lives for the soldiers guarding the border.

But Yuan Jiang can't tell these to the eight-year-old child.

Because he quickly integrated into the Song family, he also knew that Song Yao once cried because he saw a dead wild sheep at his mother's house (it was obviously because his mother lifted him up that he cried).

So Yuan Jiang didn't mention similar things if he could.

Song Yao didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. When he heard the satisfactory answer, he was happy:

[005, I'm so awesome, all the military brothers and sisters will wear the clothes I made. ]

005 immediately praised and boasted: [The host is already very awesome, the host is the most awesome host I have ever seen! ]

[005 is also the most awesome AI I have ever seen! 】

One person and one master boasted to each other for a while, and Song Yao thought about bullets again:

[Can't I really learn about bullets? I heard from my grandmother that guns and bullets are terrible things. If I know what they look like, maybe I can make something that can suppress them! 】

005 certainly wanted to agree to Song Yao.

After all, it always felt that it had a better relationship with Song Yao than with the unreliable producer.

But the rules are here, and it has no authority:

[No host, unless you reach the ladder of relevant knowledge or are over 18 years old, any knowledge of hot weapons will not be opened to you. 】

Song Yao knew this.

In the learning system, the knowledge of cold weapons can be casually placed in hobbies, but hot weapons are hidden in the ladder.

Even for hot weapons that seem very backward to people in the interstellar era, the producer did not miss a single one.

After all, the energy sources for various hot weapons in the interstellar era are much easier to obtain than the materials for cold weapons. Place an order and it will be delivered to your home in seconds.

And most of the customers of the learning system are minors.

Although there are protection systems everywhere, even if a child makes it, it won't cause much harm, but what if he hurts himself?

The producer doesn't want to go to jail yet, so the knowledge about hot weapons can either be obtained by the host of the learning system in the interest group after adulthood, or by learning step by step to that level.

So legally and mentally, the host already has controllable ability and is unlikely to cause trouble.

Even if trouble occurs, it will not involve the producer.

In summary, Song Yao can only sigh at the hot weapons.

He has been studying very hard recently, but he is always a little bit away from the second level. Either the foundation is not solid or the subject is left behind.

In order to teach him, Teacher He is so busy every day that she doesn't even have time to go around the county. She reads books every day.

In fact, she has learned some of them, but she never thought she had to go so deep. Fortunately, classmate Ye didn't think she had too many questions, and she would reply every time she wrote to him.

So even if Ye Xinghua's words are still so hard to describe, over time, Teacher He still has a deep affection for classmate Ye who is willing to spare precious time.

She unilaterally believes that they are already friends.

Song Yao worked so hard to absorb the knowledge from the teacher and constantly consolidate his foundation.

It was also when he wanted to sprint to the second level this time that he realized that although his grades were very good and he seemed to know a little about everything, his basic knowledge was really not very solid.

So recently, Zhao Xiaodong was wailing every day when he was pulled up by Song Yao.

He thought Song Yao was crazy.

It was okay to learn things that they shouldn’t learn at their age before, but now they have to review the things they learned before one by one.

If they were not good friends, he would have walked away long ago.

In short, even if Song Yao has worked very hard (refer to the wailing Zhao Xiaodong), he still can’t touch all the information about hot weapons before reaching that level.

So, this day.

Because Song’s father was worried about raising bees, he looked darker and thinner, so the Song family ate a super nourishing old hen stew.

Song Yao happily covered his bulging belly and moved to Yuan Jiang who was practicing throwing stones.

He glanced at Yuan Jiang with his little eyes.

"Brother Yuan Jiang, has anyone shot you?"

Yuan Jiang stopped what he was doing and thought about it carefully: "I was shot."

Song Yao opened his eyes wide.

He had tried very hard to make up for the information on this aspect, so he could understand the meaning of being shot.

"When you were shot, did you bend down to avoid the second bullet, and then hook your feet on the tree and slide down to knock down the enemy?"

Yuan Jiang: "...Grandpa Qi is old, you should not always listen to his stories."

Song Yao corrected him: "That is not a story, it is Grandpa Qi's personal experience!"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Seeing the child's face full of curiosity, he could only sit next to Song Yao and describe it to him in detail:

"I didn't have time to react, and I was shot in the next second. It hurt."

The child immediately stretched out his little hand to pat Yuan Jiang soothingly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt now, you wear my anti-sting clothes in the future, and you won't be hurt next time the bullet comes."

The comfort is over.

Song Yao looked at him eagerly.

Yuan Jiang looked at Song Yao in silence.

After a few seconds, the child realized: "It's gone?"

Yuan Jiang: "It's gone."

The child, who was used to Grandpa Qi telling him that going to the toilet was divided into three steps: upper, middle and lower, was incredulous:

"Then, what happened next? Did you kill the enemy? Did you use your stone to knock the gun out of their hands?"

Yuan Jiang recalled: "I fell to the ground."

Song Yao : "Yeah, yeah, then you picked up a stone from the ground and hit them?"

Yuan Jiang: "Then I fainted."

Song Yao continued: "Then what?"

"When I woke up, I was already in the hospital."

Song Yao: "..."

The child was stunned: "You, why did you faint?"

Yuan Jiang really found an answer seriously:

"The bullet was too close to the heart. If it was somewhere else, I wouldn't faint."

He carefully distinguished: "It may be due to pain."

Song Yao obviously couldn't understand how painful it was to be hit by a bullet, so Yuan Jiang described it to him very considerately:

"It feels like a thousand caterpillars stinging you at the same time."

Song Yao: "!!!"

The child, who couldn't imagine it before, understood it immediately.

The last time a caterpillar stung the back of his hand, he felt pain for several days before the pain subsided.

He looked at Yuan Jiang in surprise, his eyes full of shock and admiration:

"Wow, wow...Brother Yuan Jiang, you are so strong, you are so strong, you must have cried a lot and were scared."

Song Yao stood up and hugged Yuan Jiang, who was stiff all over, and said in a childish voice:

"I will definitely make something powerful so that those bad guys will not dare to mess with us, and you will not be shot by bullets next time."

Yuan Jiang was stunned for a moment, and hugged Song Yao back a little unskilled: "Okay."

Because of Yuan Jiang's overly vivid metaphor.

The child immediately had a deep understanding of what a bullet is.

He whispered to 005: [No wonder your producer hid the hot weapons so deeply, it turns out that hot weapons are so scary. 】

005 hummed in agreement: [As long as the host thinks it’s reasonable. 】

It's so gratifying that the producers rarely got one thing right.

Song Yao: [Hey, but in this case, I don’t know what a thermal weapon looks like, so how can I make it bulletproof? 】

His sting-proof clothing could only prevent part of the damage, but it couldn't completely erase it.

Because they have a rough idea of ​​the pain level in their mind, children can easily calculate:

"In this case, my sting-proof clothing can only turn a thousand caterpillars into three hundred caterpillars, which is still very painful."

Zhao Xiaodong was pulled over: "...Weren't we still talking about the car before? Why did you jump on the sting-proof clothing again? Isn't that already over?"

Song Yao looked around furtively.

As soon as Yuan Jiang saw the child like this, he immediately acted as if he was looking at the scenery outside.

He wanted to show that he didn't listen to the two children, but he heard Song Yao mutter to Zhao Xiaodong:

"I still want to know the specific power of the bullet and what the structure of the gun is. How about we secretly take apart Brother Yuanjiang's gun and take a look?"

Yuan Jiang: "...I can hear you."

Song Yao straightened up feeling guilty: "I, I mean, um..."

Zhao Xiaodong felt guilty together with him.

Then he realized, wait a minute, he didn't want to dismantle brother Yuan Jiang's gun, so why should he follow it with a guilty conscience.

Yuan Jiang looked at the two children in front of him. Although one had a guilty conscience and the other tried to make a "I'm very magnanimous" face, his eyes were all focused on the gun hanging on his waist.

He sighed: "The gun is too dangerous. You can't touch it. I can take it apart and show it to you."

Disassembling and assembling a gun requires training, and he is familiar with disassembling it.

He took them apart and showed them to the two children.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong did not learn in vain. After carefully looking at the structure inside, they understood why the bullets coming out of the gun were very powerful.

Song Yao: "It turns out to be fluid pressure waves."

Zhao Xiaodong: "High speed can also bring great impact."

Song Yao: "I think these threads should be of great use. Look, every bullet has these threads on it."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "The shape of the bullet was also deliberately made like this. Do you still remember the book we read the day before yesterday?"

Song Yao: "I remember, I know what you mean, if it is shot out, it will look like this..."

The two children talked to each other, and from time to time they would make gestures and imitate each other.

Yuan Jiang next to him: "..."

The power of knowledge is indeed terrifying.

But no matter how knowledgeable the two of them are, they can only talk on paper before actual combat.

So after a heated discussion, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong both looked at Yuan Jiang eagerly:

"Brother Yuanjiang...you are the best..."

"Yes, yes, you are the best!"

Yuan Jiang: "...You can't shoot, it will be exposed."

Song Yao immediately wilted: "Just open it once, just once. Let's hide in the mountains and open it. No one will notice."

Yuan Jiang was very determined this time and refused to agree to anything.

If it were revealed that there was someone with a gun here, Song Yao would be exposed if he was not careful.

When it comes to the safety of Song Yao, he takes a firm stand.

Seeing that Yuan Jiang didn't agree no matter how hard he begged, Song Yao had no choice but to go and whisper to Zhao Xiaodong.

He was afraid that Yuan Jiang would stop him, so he whispered in Zhao Xiaodong's ear:

"Brother Yuan Jiang didn't let us try the gun because it made noise. I have an idea..."

Yuan Jiang didn't know what the children were discussing.

Because he refused Song Yao's request twice in one day, he felt a little uncomfortable now.

So the next time he went to the county, Yuan Jiang went out briefly for a few minutes.

The next time, he went out briefly for a few minutes.

Song Yao had just grabbed a piece of rock candy from the county magistrate and was eating it happily when suddenly a huge green leaf appeared in front of his eyes.

The child has never seen such a big leaf when he grows up.

He hugged him in surprise: "Wow!! Brother Yuanjiang! What is this! Is it a fake leaf?! It's so big!"

The cold soldier withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "This is a lotus leaf."

"Use it to make a beggar's chicken."