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Chapter 14 (Chapter Fourteen)

After dinner, Song Yao and Song Dad set off.

Father Song was still carrying a bamboo basket with a glass bottle full of honey in it. In order to prevent it from shaking or falling when walking around, he also put straw in it.

This time, Song Yao did not carry his own small bamboo basket, but held the bamboo tube filled with rice in his hand, happily running at the front.

Father Song was afraid that he would be tired, so he said, "Yao'er, why don't you put the bamboo tube into my backpack?"

Although the bamboo tube is small, it is full of food. Children with weak hands will definitely get sore hands after holding it for a long time.

Song Yao immediately refused: "No, I want to hold it myself."

Father Song didn't know why at first, but after walking two steps and they met the children playing in the village, he knew.

Song Yao, who originally held the bamboo tube in one hand, immediately changed to holding it in both hands when he saw his peers.

Not only that, he also proudly raised his chest and raised his head, and walked out with his short legs as if he would not recognize his relatives.

The children who were playing hopscotch were indeed attracted to their attention, and they all looked curiously at the bamboo tube in Song Yao's hand: "Yao'er, what's in this bamboo tube of yours?"

Song Yao showed a very proud smile and explained clearly:

"It contains food. If I put the food in a bamboo tube, I can eat it on the road."

A group of children: "Wow!"

This was the first time they heard that meals could be taken out to eat.

And it’s placed in a bamboo tube, so awesome.

"Yao'er, can we take a look?"

Being surrounded and begging, Song Yao nodded generously, then selected a child with the cleanest hands and handed the bamboo tube over:

"Here, take a look."

When the child opened the lid and saw the rice inside, the children collectively said "Wow" again.

"Bravo!!"

"This is great!! I really envy you Yao'er!"

Dad Song next to him: ...I really don’t understand what the children are thinking.

A child asked: "Yao'er, would it taste better if we put the rice in a bamboo tube?"

Song Yao: "I haven't eaten it yet. I'll tell you when I come back after eating it."

The children nodded.

Although they didn't know the result yet, they had already decided to go home to find a bamboo tube and put food in it to give it a try.

Song Yao talked to them for almost five minutes, and after enjoying everyone's admiration for him, he happily returned to Song's father.

The child held his head high and held the bamboo tube in both hands, and followed his father away under the envious eyes of the children.

After he left the village, he felt that his hands were sore and his arms were so tired. He quickly raised the bamboo tube and said coquettishly:

"Dad, I can't carry it anymore. Please help me carry it."

Father Song guessed that this would be the case, and he crouched down resignedly.

Song Yao stood on tiptoes and carefully put the bamboo tube in. Before taking it out, he patted it gently.

Then he looked forward to Father Song and said, "Can we eat like this every day in the future?"

Dad Song, who had eaten rice in a bamboo tube: "Don't think about it. I just put the food in it for convenience. It tastes the same as eating it at home."

Sometimes it's even worse than at home. After all, is cold food the same as steaming food?

Song Yao's eyes were still bright: "But this is very interesting."

Father Song opened his mouth to refuse, then thought of something, and the words turned around:

"Okay, from now on you can use bamboo tubes to serve rice, but you have to wash the bamboo tubes yourself after eating."

Song Yao was prepared to act coquettishly for a long time before she could get her wish. She didn't expect her father to agree so easily. His eyes turned into crescent moons with joy and he agreed:

"Yeah! I will!"

Father Song smiled to himself when he saw his son's overjoyed look.

Little brat, you will regret it after three days of bathing.

Hehe, that's a good thing too. From now on, he can wash one less dish every day.

I hope my son can hold on a little longer.

Because Song's father's backpack contained a glass bottle today, Song Yao couldn't sleep in it anymore and could only walk step by step.

When he went to the county with the village party secretary, Song Yao was carried by several adults along the way because of his young age.

Speaking of which, today was the first time that he actually went to the county seat by himself.

Song Yao didn't think anything was wrong at first.

Along the way, he ran east and west, sometimes to see if there were bird nests in the trees, and sometimes to catch grasshoppers.

Father Song, who was experienced in long-distance walking, said a few words, but stopped when he saw that his son couldn't listen.

Anyway, they brought food with them this time, so they didn't have to worry about losing time on the way.

Sure enough, within two hours of walking, Song Yao stopped cooking.

He stopped running and catching grasshoppers. He dragged his short legs slowly and slowly, walking slower and slower.

After persisting for a while, he couldn’t hold on any longer. The child pitifully asked for help:

"Dad, I can't walk anymore."

Dad Song: I knew it.

He was carrying a bamboo basket and it was difficult to hold his son, so he said, "There is a river in front of us. Let's take a rest there."

Song Yao's eyes, which were still wilting just now, suddenly lit up:

"Shall we go to the river to rest!"

Although his family does not allow him to go to the water, the nature of children likes water is here. Even if there is only a very small river in the village, he likes to go to the edge, let alone this big river on the way to the county town. .

It's a pity that even if he went with the village party secretary and the others, the adults would not allow him to get close to the river.

Song Yao was extremely excited to be close to the big river for the first time.

There are fish in the river in their village. There must be bigger and more fish in the big river.

Dad Song: "I'm just resting there. You're not allowed to go near the water. Let me tell you, the water is very deep. People who know how to swim don't dare to go down there, and you can't even think about it."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly, promising to be as obedient as possible:

"Yeah! I won't go near the water. I'll just stand and watch from a distance."

Father Song looked at him suspiciously, and seeing his sincere eyes, he nodded:

"Okay, let's rest by the river."

There are many trees there, so you can enjoy the shade.

"Great!!"

Song Yao cheered and ran very fast on his short legs, completely unable to tell that he was still half-dead a few minutes ago.

"Dahe! I'm coming!"

Song's father saw that Song Yao was like a little puppy that had let loose. He chased after him resignedly. As he chased, he shouted: "You run slower, or you fall again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pop and the child fell to the ground.

Father Song subconsciously covered his mouth with a guilty conscience.

Before he could react and coax him, Song Yao got up quickly and continued running towards the river with excitement on his face.

"Dahe! Here I go again!"

Dad Song: "..."

Who did Yaoer follow this temperament?

His father? His grandfather? Or is it grandpa?

Hey, what a good son, why didn't you just follow him?

Father Song sighed with emotion. When he raised his eyes, he found that his son was about to run out of his sight. He quickly quickened his pace and followed behind:

"Wait for me, you brat!"

Hehe, he hasn't been to the river for a long time. The fruits on the trees by the river are quite delicious. I wonder if they have been picked all.

When Father Song arrived, Song Yao had already reached the river and was looking at the long river below with a look of wonder.

"It's so wide."

Song's father pulled him back: "What does this mean? This river p; Song Yao looked longing for it.

"I haven't met Jiang yet."

Dad Song: "Dad will take you when you are older. Didn't you say you want to be a captain when you grow up? There are many ships on the river. You can take a look first and gain some experience for becoming a captain in the future."

Song Yao nodded seriously.

He asked 005 in his heart: [005, if I go to see the boat and gain experience, does it count as learning? 】

005 made an estimate and answered seriously: [Host, a spaceship is different from a ship, so it shouldn’t count as a learning rate. 】

Song Yao was not disappointed either: [Then if I learn to fish, does it count as learning to go see a boat? 】

This question choked 005.

It calculated the data for a long time: [If the host wants to learn the speed, he can take the time to learn. 】

Song Yao sighed: [Hey, I know there is no free lunch in the world. 】

After all, 005 has been with him for a year, and as soon as he heard these words, he knew that the host did not want to learn again.

Although it was judged based on experience that Song Yao was just talking and would learn it when it was time to learn it, 005 immediately became confused.

The host is just talking, and they are not just talking about the accompanying learning that AI mainly focuses on.

This life is familiar.

It quickly switches states and enthusiastically injects Song Yao with chicken blood:

[Host, learning makes people progress, and learning makes people successful. Learning is the happiest thing in the world, because every effort you make can see immediate rewards. As long as everyone falls in love with learning, the world will be beautiful. 】

Song Yao: [I have heard these words many times, do you have no new words? 】

005 feels wronged: [I don’t want to either. This is entered by the producer. The setting is that when the host doesn’t want to learn, the AI will say these words of encouragement. 】

Song Yao sighed again: [Your producer is really, really unreliable. 】

005 also agrees.

It searched the database and changed the sentence:

[Host, the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. Don’t you feel moved when you hear it? 】

Song Yao's heart was indeed moved, and more than that, his whole body became excited:

【fish? Will there really be fish? ! 】

The system was super sure: [This is what is written in the book. It should be correct. Host, as long as you study hard and study hard, you will definitely have a beautiful face. 】

This admonition to study was quite successful. Song Yao immediately squatted on the ground full of blood and started writing.

Father Song turned around and saw his son writing and drawing on the ground again. He yawned carelessly and looked around, thinking about getting some fruit to eat.

He took off some with difficulty and wiped the Song Yao that he handed to him who was immersed in writing.

"Here, eat. I don't know how these fruit trees grow. They all grow diagonally. When the fruits are ripe, they all fall into the river to feed the fish. I managed to get these few."

Father Song looked at those fruit trees with pity, whose leaves almost touched the water, and wished he were a fish in the river.

Song Yao was happily taking the fruit. When he heard this, he stared at the fruit thoughtfully.

He looked back at the river, and then at the trees whose eight-year-old fruit would fall into the river, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Dad! Let's fish!"

Dad Song didn't have any psychological fluctuations: "Don't think about it. Someone has fished before. After catching earthworms for a long time, the fish didn't take the bait. The water here is too fast and there is no way to catch fish."

Song Yao still insisted: "We can definitely catch it!"

Father Song asked: "Why?"

Song Yao straightened his chest confidently: "Because the book has its own salt like fish."

005:...Why do I always feel that these words come out of the host’s mouth in a strange way.

Dad Song: "What the hell?"

Song Yao: "That's what it says in the book. It can't be wrong."

He pointed to the fruit trees by the river and made a rational analysis:

"If we want to eat fish, we need to understand fish."

"For example, Dad, if you were a fish, what would you do?"

Dad Song thought for a moment: "I will run as soon as I see the fishhook, and run far away."

Song Yao took his place and nodded in agreement: "Me too, and I will run away when I see a fishing net."

Father Song nodded happily, patted his son on the head, and praised: "Smart!"

Song Yao was praised, and she happily praised him back: "Dad, you are smart too."

He thinks they are so smart. He and his father are both so witty. Even if they are fish, they will definitely not be caught, hehe.

etc.

Song Yao suddenly remembered that he seemed to have asked this question just for fishing, and quickly brought the topic back:

"What if you were a fish who didn't know the hook, what would you do every day?"

Father Song immediately said: "Then I will stay under the fruit tree every day and wait for the fruit to fall before I eat it."

If one drops, he will eat one; if two drop, he will eat two.

It’s beautiful to think about.

Song Yao nodded in agreement: "I think so too."

"So we used the fruit as bait and put it under the fruit tree to try it."

Dad Song still felt that it was not very reliable: "I have only heard of fishing with earthworms, but never heard of using fruits."

Song Yao asked, "Dad, if you were a fish, would you be fooled?"

Father Song was strangely silent for a moment.

Then he said: "Ahem, okay, let's try it."

Fishing is a skilled skill for rural children. Although they are basically unable to catch anything and the fish they catch are only small fish, it does not prevent them from making fish hooks and rods.

After a little searching, Dad Song found a small thorn suitable for making a fishhook. He was familiar with the process and removed the hemp rope tied to his ankle, and in a few clicks he made a hemp rope version of the fishing line.

While doing it, I sighed that I was really the best dad in the world.

If other children in the village had come up with this unbelievable method of fishing, which was a waste of time and fruit, their father would have been fine without scolding him, let alone agreeing to it.

Hey, that's him.

Feeling so moved, Father Song didn't bother to look for a stick, so he just pulled the hemp rope and the fruit with its curved thorns to the bottom of the fruit tree, and dropped it accurately.

He didn't have much hope for this move. While throwing it away, he turned back to Song Yao and said:

"Son, if you want to eat fish, I'll sell Honey and Dad will buy you one...Eh? Eh? Eh??"

As he was talking, a force came from his hand. Dad Song subconsciously pulled the hemp rope hard, and saw a fish struggling and flipping on the water surface as he pulled.

This fish is also unlucky. It just ate the fruits that are available almost every day, and unfortunately it got caught.

This is fish's misfortune, but it is Song Yao's father and son's luck.

Song Yao had jumped on the spot several times, and he was so happy that he wanted to jump to the sky: "Wow!!!!!! Wow!!!"

Dad Song was also shocked. He quickly used his hands and tried hard to pull the fish towards him.

He was simply stunned.

Mom, I can’t blame those fishermen who didn’t catch anything.

I bet these fish are vegetarian.

While he was talking, he didn't forget to take the time to praise his son:

"Yao'er! You've learned so much, you're really a good son of your father."

Song Yao had jumped on the spot several times but could not calm down the excitement in his heart. When he was reminded, he remembered that he still had 005's contribution.

He said to 005 very happily: [005! Thank you! ! It turns out what you said is true! There are really big fat fishes in the book! 】

005: […Host, you seem to have mispronounced it, it’s Yan Ruyu. 】

Song Yao: [Yeah, eh, never mind, I think Big Fat Fish sounds better. Let’s just pronounce it like this from now on, do you agree? 】

Children judge others by themselves and persuade them with confidence 005:

[Listen, there is a big fat fish in the book. As soon as you hear it, you will be filled with the desire to read, and you will have an appetite just by reading it. 】

005 has some surprises.

The host is only eight years old, can he already create his own works?

It happily said: [Okay host, I will record it. 】

Learning AI has the function of helping the host write books, but as far as 005 knows, in the human world, there are very few people who can write their own books.

The producer specifically mentioned this when training the system.

Unexpectedly, its host is still a human cub and has its own book.

In order to celebrate the host's first lyric writing, 005 specially opened up a separate memory specifically for storing Song Yao's masterpieces.

And I didn’t forget to add the book title and taboo seriously.

"The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own big fat fish"

————Song Yao

After it was finished, 005 checked it again and made sure there was no problem before storing it satisfactorily.

The novice system is very proud.

It has only helped the host study for one year, and the host can have his own book.

In the same system, its host must be the first to have his own work.

It's a pity that the Internet is not available now, otherwise it would be nice to upload the host's works to the star network.

If the host is such a genius, he will definitely be praised.