Chapter 78 (Chapter 78 (Five in One) Including 2...)

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 out 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 can be seen 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, they no longer needed connections, so they needed money 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 mistakes, they each kept a copy. Now it was time to reconcile the accounts.

"You remembered this incorrectly. Although we had wontons that day, it was the stall owner who treated us to it."

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

Later, someone took the initiative to read newspapers in alleys, and the stall owner went there to listen, so they didn't read again.

But the stall owner was still very grateful to them and bought them candy.

Song Yao crossed out the account on Zhao Xiaodong's notebook.

Then he continued to calculate: "Well, this is the material, which should be put in the public account. Where is our public account book?"

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

It took them nearly an hour to reconcile the accounts, and then they took out the money to calculate it. They found that it was exactly the amount they calculated, and then they put the money back in the house with satisfaction.

Song Yao also ran to Grandma Song and gave her the whole amount of money that belonged to him.

"Grandma, this is a reward from the state."

Grandma Song took all the big money in the Song family, and Song Yao was used to this rule.

Hehe, anyway, he secretly left some pocket money for himself.

Grandma Song had heard from Song's father that the state had rewarded the two children several times in the past two months. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaodong's bonus was not much, but Song Yao's bonus accumulated, but it has already reached 15,000.

This is an amount that would shock any family.

Grandma Song was naturally shocked.

But she thought of the thousands of yuan kept at home, and then thought of her grandson who had just carefully recorded every penny, and the previous promise.

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

"You keep it yourself. It was agreed before that you would take your bonus yourself in the future."

This was definitely a very difficult decision for Grandma Song.

A huge sum of 15,000, even if you take it to the city, you can buy several houses.

But think about how her grandson has always managed his money well, and all this money is earned by his own efforts...

Grandma Song couldn't help but add:

"Don't spend it carelessly."

Song Yao was stunned by this huge surprise.

He looked at his grandmother happily: "Can I really keep it myself?"

Grandma Song chose to turn a blind eye and quickly put the money in her grandson's small schoolbag, and then she breathed a sigh of relief:

"Keep it, you earned it."

Song Yao was very happy, and ran away happily with the small schoolbag on his back.

Grandma Zhao was stunned by Grandma Song's decision.

Although she didn't know how much money it was, she could see that it was a thick stack.

"So much money, you let the youngest keep it alone?"

Grandma Song's heart is still pounding now.

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

"What can I do with the money? I can only save it and buy a house for my youngest son. The rest should be saved."

"It's different for my youngest son. Although they are young, they know more than me. For example, the steel they mentioned was bought with a lot of money. This money is more useful in their hands than in mine."

Grandma Zhao was thoughtful. After a while, Zhao Xiaodong finally counted his money and learned from Song Yao to deduct his pocket money. When he handed in the whole money, Grandma Zhao let him keep it himself.

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

He still has certain risks in keeping the money.

But looking at Song Yao, who was raised to be smart, witty and well-behaved, Grandma Zhao decided to follow Grandma Song.

Moreover, Zhao Xiaodong's best friend is Song Yao. When he is at home, he talks about his father every day, and even dreams of going on adventures with his father.

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

Zhao Xiaodong is happier than Song Yao.

Because he thinks that his grandmother treats him as an adult by letting him keep the money himself.

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

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

He said to Song Yao excitedly: "Little boy, grandma must also think that I have grown up, she thinks I am a man."

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

Although he has been out for two months, his whole body has become rounder, his originally delicate little face has become cute, and his height has not increased much, but Song Yao still stretched out his short legs and said confidently:

"She must think so."

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

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

Although they are all plastic friends, it is more lively with more people.

As a result, they put down their things and went out for a stroll happily, but there was no one in the place where the children in the village often played.

They could only go to the children's homes one by one.

But almost every student was writing furiously and had no time to play with them.

There was also a child who told them fearfully while writing:

"I heard that the teacher pulled up ten trees in one go. He must be practicing in advance so that he can beat up those who haven't finished their homework tomorrow. I'm going to write it quickly. If you haven't finished your homework, please do it quickly."

Song Yao was shocked: "Who did you listen to? We were with the teacher just now, and she didn't pull out ten trees."

The child, who was frantically catching up on his homework, stopped writing in doubt: "Really?"

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

The child breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard Song Yao continue to say: "Teacher, she just pulled out one tree. There really aren't ten trees."

Child: ...Is there a difference between one tree and ten trees?

He continued to work frantically with tears streaming down his face.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong walked around the village, but couldn't find anyone willing to play with them. They were all busy catching up on homework.

There are only so many children in the village.

Except for this wave of children going to school, the remaining children are either too big or too young. Even if they are willing to play, Song Yao is 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: "Learned."

Zhao Xiaodong didn't even look surprised. He took out a book and said, "Okay, come on."

He was used to it anyway.

What else could he do? Who gave him a good friend who wanted to go to heaven?

Song Yao was not really dedicated to studying.

In order to comfort himself who still had to study after returning from vacation, he discussed with Zhao Xiaodong:

"Let's see, let's study hard today, and tomorrow we'll go to the county to have fun with the county magistrate, right?"

Of course Zhao Xiaodong agreed.

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

But there are a lot of delicious food in the county.

The two children studied diligently on the first day they came home. Grandma Song and Grandma Zhao saw this and felt very happy in her heart.

I even felt that it was right to leave the bonus to them to keep.

If other children had the right to control such a large sum of money, they would have been in trouble for a few days, but they actually settled down instantly.

The two old men felt that their decision to let them go to Lecheng with them was indeed the right one:

"The children really need to go out and see the world for a long time. Look, they have only been out for two months, and these two children have become much calmer."

This is not the boasting of grandmas.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong didn't feel it themselves, but they could see that the two children were not as restless as before.

It would be strange if they didn't bring disaster to the whole village before, after being away from home for such a long time and finally returning home.

Now I can concentrate on studying even if I can't find a playmate. The first thing I do when I get home is to put my luggage away. I also check accounts and calculate money during breaks.

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

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

After Grandma Song finished praising the above, she went to see Father Song.

Father Song, who took Professor Wang and the others out for a walk as soon as they got home: "..."

He had reason to suspect that his mother was thinking of him.

So he decided to play dead.

Professor Wang felt a lot more relaxed just looking at him:

"I like it here very much. The mountains are nice, the water is nice, and the people are nice."

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

Moreover, every school-age child I met was actually reading and writing (catching up on homework).

Professor Wang fell in love with Dashu Village after just walking around. He immediately decided to settle here for a long time.

Dad Song was very happy about this, but he was also worried about other things.

Their village is really far from the county hospital. Although Professor Wang's heart disease is not serious, what if it gets worse one day and needs to be sent to the hospital.

Even if I borrow a bicycle, how long will it take to ride?

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

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

Song Yao was eating obediently and listening to the adults' discussion. When he heard this, the child immediately became energetic:

"Dad, Daddy! I have a solution!!!"

He took out a notebook from the bag next to him, turned to a picture on the first few pages, and handed it to Dad Song to read:

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

Father Song didn't even need to look at the picture to know that he couldn't understand it: "Is there a written version of this?"

Song Yao also remembered.

Dad has poor association skills and cannot understand his pictures.

He really didn’t have a written version, so he went to see Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

He silently leaned over and looked at it carefully.

Then based on my previous experience in viewing pictures, I carefully introduced:

"This is a two-wheeled vehicle, but unlike the wheels of a bicycle, it does not require human effort. In a sense, it is very similar to a car, but it is much smaller than a car..."

Song Yao nodded while listening, correcting himself from time to time:

"No, this position doesn't 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 runs 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, progress has been made at a rapid pace.

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 a three-cent 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 put the finishing touches on it. The two of us are the bosses. We can't leave the finishing touches 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.

Hehe, 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 in his letter, 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 sleep? 】

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, everything that happened in Le City seemed to turn into paintings and appear before his eyes.

Fortunately, the child didn't think it was anything, and still enjoyed watching it as if he were watching a movie.

005 wanted to blow a few more words, but found that Song Yao was already fast asleep.

He didn't fall asleep for a second.

He slept separately instead.

Song Yao had a dream with many contents that night.

He dreamed about what happened when Zhongzhou was at war with 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 was like, so in the dream he had been fighting with a few bad guys. It was okay at first, but then he suddenly lost an arm.

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

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

He felt so scared, he didn't want the steel arm, even if it looked real, it was not his real arm.

After a while, the painting turned into Grandpa Wen's appearance. He was saying: "Please remember Shen Shu."

After a while, the master heard the secret again and cried while listening: "We win, Zhongzhou wins."

After a while, it was the stall owner's son, Brother Arong, who had broken an arm. He was smiling and said to Song Yao:

"I don't regret going to the battlefield. If I hadn't gone, then maybe one of our relatives and friends would have lost his arm."

···

"Yao'er!!!"

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

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

Song Yao blinked and his eyes regained clarity. He looked around and realized that he had gone home when he noticed everything familiar around him.

Zhao Xiaodong is already helping him pack his things.

He knew very well what Song Yao would bring with him when he went to the county. He stuffed it skillfully into Song Yao's small schoolbag and muttered:

"I woke up late this morning and was wondering why you didn't come to call me. It turns out you woke up late too. This is the first time."

Song Yao had maintained his routine of getting up at five or six o'clock for such a long time. This was indeed the first time he had gotten up late.

Song Yao stood 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, he was also confused:

"I dreamed of a lot of people, Master, Brother Ah Rong, Grandpa Wen, Grandpa He, there are so many people anyway."

He touched his chest: "Even if I wake up now, I still feel stuffy 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 feels heavy. I don’t want to cry, but I feel a little suffocated.

I just wonder why everyone looks so sad.

Master Ming is obviously happy about winning.

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

Brother Ah Rong also said that he was satisfied when he came back alive.

In reality, Song Yao couldn't see anything, but in the dream, his subconscious brought the faint sadness hidden in the dark to the light.

But the child is too young.

Without anyone to teach him, he would not understand what this feeling welling up in his chest was.

Fortunately, Song Yao has never been ashamed to ask questions.

He immediately ran to ask Grandma Song.

Grandma Song was in a daze. She knelt down and looked at her grandson who was still very small:

"Our youngest son has really grown up, and we all have dreams like this."

"You have those dreams because you are worried about everyone. Usually only adults have such dreams."

Song Yao was still happy last night that her grandma recognized that she was a big boy, but now she frowned, covered her heart, and said depressedly:

"Grandma, is this what growing up is like? I don't want to grow up. Growing up is so uncomfortable."

Grandma Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched the child's little face that had become too dimpled:

"Can you figure out why you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Yao pursed his lips and lowered his head:

"I think they are being bullied, and I don't like people being bullied."

Everyone is obviously awesome.

Why would anyone be able to bully them?

"Also, I think..."

Tears appeared in the child's eyes, and he said those words with difficulty:

"Why don't we in Central Continent seem that strong?"

The kid who always thought he was the most powerful in his country finally couldn't stand it anymore 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 she will become very powerful in the future."

Song Yao burst into tears.

He didn't know why he was crying. He just suddenly discovered that looking at history and personal experience were still different.

War is not just a few lines of words, but people who know it actually lose their body parts and even their lives.

It turns out that he always thought that a strong country would also have difficulties, and that it was helpless in some things.

Song Yaohao felt aggrieved for Zhongzhou, even though everyone had worked so hard.

The child sobbed and choked: "Grandma, why can't we become powerful immediately? Why does it take so long for us to become powerful..."

Grandma Song could only hold her grandson and coax her:

"OK OK."

"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 his 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 make thermal weapons effectively.

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 hilltop 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 a familiar face walking by the county government as if by accident:

"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 magistrate was in a good mood and made some money, so he generously decided to improve the benefits of his subordinates.

"Xiao Chen, don't worry, I'll have someone change the glass to transparent one another day."

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

The county magistrate waved his hand: "Look at you, but you forgot to call me county magistrate. Everyone feels closer to me this way."

Comrade Xiao Chen: "...Thank you, County Magistrate."

He silently changed to a position where the county magistrate couldn't see him, but he could see where the two children were standing at any time.

The county magistrate didn't realize it at all, and was still immersed in the narcissism of "I am really a good county magistrate" and couldn't extricate himself.

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

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

"However, the Ministry of Public Security has added more than a dozen new colleagues intermittently. It may be that the higher-ups are interested in improving the safety of our county."

The county magistrate was puzzled.

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

"The biggest case in our county is that Yao'er was abducted by human traffickers and that there was a grave robbery, right? Weren't they solved immediately?"

Song Yao, who heard his name, took some time out of his busy schedule and corrected:

"It's a spy."

County Magistrate: "Okay, okay, spy. Anyway, except for those few times, isn't our county quite peaceful?"

Secretary: "Because of the fans, a lot of strangers have come to our county recently. Maybe there are wanted criminals hiding among them."

Didn't something similar happen in Huling County next door before?

Because of the large turnover of people, many people came to clean up the troubled waters and fish in troubled waters.

Huling County was originally peaceful, but as the economy improved, all kinds of bad guys were attracted, and the trust between people there dropped to its lowest point.

The secretary was obviously worried that Xinghe County would follow in the footsteps of Xinghe County.

The county magistrate had not thought of this, but now he was reminded and became worried.

"Yes, when I went to buy fried dough sticks in the past two days, I saw a lot of them. And they actually ate steamed buns instead of porridge in the morning."

The secretary looked serious before hearing this, but after hearing this he had a question mark on his face.

"What's wrong with eating steamed buns instead of porridge?"

The county magistrate made a reasonable analysis: "What kind of person would eat only steamed buns without porridge? People who are always ready to run away, because if they drink porridge, their stomachs will be full of soup and water and they will not be able to run fast."

He carefully looked left and right: "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 solemnity.”

secretary:"……"

Although the county magistrate's solemn expression was not approved by the secretary, it attracted the two children who were checking accounts.

They almost immediately turned on their gossip radar and came over excitedly:

"What? What what?"

The county magistrate lowered his voice and said in a low voice with an expression like "I want to tell a secret":

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

Song Yao opened his eyes curiously:

"But that's okay, right? There are a lot of people in the county government. If you open a shop nearby, business will definitely be good."

The county magistrate immediately showed a "You are still too young and too young" look on his face:

"That makes sense, but do you know what they look like?"

The two children looked blank and shook their heads.

County Magistrate: “Looks like an ordinary citizen!”

Song Yao: "?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "?"

The county magistrate continued: "Each of them is very tall and looks very strong. Their tendons can beat ten of you one by one. And the most important thing is that they are all short-headed."

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

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

"Do you remember where they rented houses? I'll make a note of it and send someone to check it out."

The county magistrate opened his mouth and came: "No. 12, Xinghe Road, No. 89, No. 34, and..."

He came out with more than a dozen addresses.

Song Yao was stunned.

"Wow! You are so awesome! You actually remember it all!"

"of course."

The county magistrate was very proud: "I am the county magistrate. Of course I have to know everything about the entire county. Even though I am very busy every day, I am the first to know about the person that the shoe seller is talking to." ”

Song Yao's eyes lit up instantly! ! "

"Aunt Qian is dating someone!! What kind of person is he?!"

The county magistrate waved his hand: "You guys are late. I already received the certificate yesterday."

Song Yao regretted: "What a pity. My grandma said before that she would introduce someone to her."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded: "My grandma 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 and said: "They are busy downstairs. I sit in the office every day and take a look when I am free."

"Then when I went to buy breakfast, I ate and read at the same time, and I gradually understood."

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 won't come to kidnap me, right?"

After saying that, he looked at the secretary again: "You're also quite rich, maybe they're coming for you."

Song Yao didn't think about it at first, but after hearing what he said, he began to worry:

"Will they be spies who come 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 contributions in the past two months, and he laughed when he heard this.

"Little one, you are only eight years old. It doesn't take so many people to kidnap you."

Zhao Xiaodong was not convinced: "Little one has me to protect him, so of course we need more people to be safe."

"That's right."

Song Yao made a well-reasoned analysis: "They live near the county government because they know we come to the county government often."

"My route of action is still easy to guess. It's a straight line between the county and the village. Everyone in the village knows each other. If they go to the village, they will definitely be noticed.

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 the county to rent a house at this time, no one will be suspicious."

The county magistrate was just listening for fun.

As he listened, he actually felt that what Song Yao said was quite logical.

He decided: "Then, I'll ask the police to investigate thoroughly. No matter who they are targeting, we'll know everything after we investigate."

Song Yao nodded and looked back:

"Hey, hasn't Brother Yuan Jiang finished his call yet?"

The county magistrate didn't care: "This is how I report to my superiors. It's okay. You're safe in the county government."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and agreed.

If the county government is not safe, then the public security bureau is the only safe place in the entire Xinghe County.

They continued to work hard to reconcile the accounts.

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

"It's done, take a look."

The county magistrate quickly glanced at it and said: "Okay, no problem."

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

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong counted the money happily, and put it in the small schoolbag:

"Okay, the bill is settled."

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

"Don't worry, when have I ever failed to do what I promised, but it is definitely a bit difficult to find..."

As he was talking, Yuan Jiang came back.

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

"No need to look for it, I have found it."

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

The two children looked at Yuan Jiang with super admiration.

Sure enough, there is nothing in the world that Brother Yuan Jiang can't do!

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

The county magistrate was also a little surprised.

But looking at Yuan Jiang, he also felt that he looked very reliable.

"Okay, then I won't look for him. Do you want to go down and read some books together? I also want to meet this Professor Wang you mentioned."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong solved a big thing in their hearts and settled the accounts. They were instantly happy and agreed happily.

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

"Master!"

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

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

Professor Wang is still very satisfied with Song's father as a student.

And his way of expressing satisfaction is to let students learn.

So since he came to the bookcase here, he has been looking for books suitable for Song's father to read.

Song Yao never thought about the problem of "Dad must want to cry after learning this", and even praised his master:

"Master, you are so good 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 that he was a really good teacher.

After greeting the county magistrate warmly and hearing that the books here could be borrowed at will, he picked more books.

Well, Youcai will definitely be very happy.

It is possible to cry with joy.

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

"A new book, I asked someone to buy it, you must be careful not to let the secretary see it, I promised to lend it to him after reading it."

So the two children also secretly put the novel in their schoolbags.

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

"It's okay, isn't the secretary brother staying upstairs to handle the documents?"

The county magistrate: "You don't understand, he is everywhere. He is always away when I work hard, and he always jumps out when I do something bad."

Song Yao felt the same way:

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

So, they became more sneaky.

While they were quietly beeping and asking the county magistrate to remember to leave any new novels for them next time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, frightening the three of them.

Looking up and seeing that it was Uncle Wang, the two children breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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 thick-skinned 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 just 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 he had no relatives, the recognition of his relatives should be a very touching thing.

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 between 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's been so many years."

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

The county magistrate, who was watching with a broom in his arms, immediately said:

"It's approved, Uncle Wang, you brothers rarely see each other, you can take a two-day break."

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 sweep it, just as an exercise."

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

"Brother, what is your current job?"

Uncle Wang smiled: "Cleaner, it's good, I'm the only cleaner in the whole building, everyone is looking at me."

Professor Wang was not feeling well: "You are so old, how can you be so, so hard..."

He couldn't believe it.

In his impression, all the brothers in Shanger were excellent.

Because he just recalled it, he can even remember that his cousin Wang Qiong was praised by the teacher for his talented painting.

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

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

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

Uncle Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Wait, wait, being a cleaner is my hobby, I just like sweeping the floor here and chatting with everyone, not because of the money, don't think too much."

"And I have money, very rich."

Song Yao, who listened seriously, immediately proved:

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

The county magistrate also nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, everyone respects Uncle Wang."

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

But he was still worried that his cousin was lying to reassure him:

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

Uncle Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I really have money."

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?"

"The county government building was donated by Uncle Wang."