I use the learning system to engage in technology

The youngest son of the Song family actually made the rooster fan!

It took only half a day for the news to spread throughout the village.

It was said that the rooster fan could automatically blow air by just shaking the joystick, which was very rare.

Many people in the village went to the Song family to watch the fun.

Song Yao always loved to join in the fun, and now he became the center of the fun, which made him very happy. He sat on his small bench happily and was praised by others.

Everyone tried the hand-cranked fan one by one and found that it could really make wind. Although the wind force was about the same as that of the fans they used, no one said "Isn't this just a waste of time?" Instead, they all said enthusiastically "This thing is really interesting."

In particular, Song Yao made two small dyed wooden plug-ins on the head and right side of the fan to make it look more "rooster".

One was used as a comb and the other was used as a tail. Once the two plug-ins were decorated, the hand-cranked fan really looked like a vivid rooster.

Of course, if someone asks: Can this make the wind stronger?

The answer is: No.

But it can make everyone praise its excellent appearance.

The villagers praised the rooster shape:

"It really is a rooster, it really looks like one."

"When the youngest child was just born, I praised him for being smart and promising in the future. It seems that my vision is really good."

The person who said this was looked at by others for several times, and they felt that he was really flattering himself.

When Song Yao was born, he was very small, and his cry was weak and small. He looked smaller than other babies of the same age.

The usual words to praise children in Dashu Village are "This child will definitely grow up strong and be a good farmer."

But Song Yao didn't look like he could grow strong at all, and they couldn't lie with their eyes open, so many people started to praise other things.

If they couldn't praise the body, they would praise the brain.

As for how they could tell that a newborn baby had a good brain... anyway, they saw it.

As a result, Song Yao had to listen to the popular science of his family since he was a child:

"When you were just born, everyone said that you looked smart and that you would have a promising future when you grow up."

After hearing this many times, the child was super confident from childhood to adulthood.

So he naturally nodded his head to show his agreement with what the uncle said.

An aunt touched his head and said:

"I heard that the youngest wanted to make a fan that doesn't need to be cranked by hand. Good, good, keep working on it. When you make it, we can fan ourselves while lying down in the summer."

Song Yao puffed out his chest and said: "I'm already drawing the design now, and I'll try to make it before the hottest summer!"

Song's father heard it, and was afraid that the villagers would ask to see the design (what if they couldn't recognize what shape was drawn and his son would cry again), so he immediately interrupted and changed the subject:

"The youngest was able to make this hand-cranked fan, thanks to the help of Teacher He, otherwise she deserves to be a high school graduate.

Looking at a quiet girl, she can actually teach this kind of woodworking."

Song Yao's attention was indeed diverted, and he corrected her from the side: " Dad, it's not carpentry, it's physics."

Dad Song quickly changed his words: "Yes, it's physics. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that it was so difficult to make such a small thing.

It's this principle, then that principle. I can't remember it, but the youngest can tell them apart. If he doesn't understand something, he will understand it as soon as Teacher He explains it. "

Song Yao didn't just praise himself:

"Grandpa also understands it. As soon as I say it, grandpa will know it. This fan was made by grandpa for me."

Grandpa Song, who still has to learn secretly at an old age: "...making this fan is indeed a good exercise for carpentry skills."

It's also a bitter tear.

Because this fan is a wooden structure and it is an "ancient ancient" technology, the course more or less includes some carpentry knowledge.

Song Yao has never been exposed to carpentry, and thought that every carpenter would know this "basic" knowledge. When he was making a fan with his grandfather, he accidentally brought it out.

"Grandpa, can't this be done with xxx?"

"Grandpa, you know the xxx board-making method, right? It's # ￥￥ and ￥% # ￥ @, which we need to use to make this part."

"Grandpa, let's redo this structure today. This position needs to be slippery because..."

Faced with a face full of expectations, the little man can only rely on his grandson.

What can Grandpa Song, who can only make a bench, say?

He can only learn.

He has more life experience than Song Yao, and he obviously feels that these skills are a bit difficult to learn and need various practices.

But after all, he has never studied carpentry seriously before, thinking that since his grandson can see it in the book, it should be a relatively simple and common carpentry skill.

So when he found it a bit difficult to learn, Grandpa Song felt guilty.

He suspected that his learning ability was not as good as before because he was old, otherwise why he couldn't do the skills that could be written in the book.

Grandpa Song was too embarrassed to show it, so he could only think about it secretly every day.

Sometimes, early in the morning, when Song Yao was still sleeping in, Grandpa Song had already gotten up to practice repeatedly on the wood. Of course, he would not waste it after practicing, and would just throw it into the stove to use as firewood.

Fortunately, Song Yao himself was also a novice. When Grandpa Song felt guilty after making a mistake, Song Yao felt even more guilty than him.

Although children grow up being pampered by their families, they are not unaware that the adults in the family are usually busy with other things.

As a result, he was not good at his studies. He was learning and doing at the same time, wasting countless days.

So Song Yao has always been worried that Grandpa Song will give up his job.

The grandfather and grandson just blamed each other for causing harm to the tree. In the end, almost half of the tree was used to make this small fan with a head only as big as a child's hand.

The moment he saw the fan rotating, let alone Song Yao, who had been studying hard.

Even Grandpa Song’s heart was pounding with excitement.

It feels really good to make something that works with your own hands.

Grandpa Song felt that he had fallen in love with carpentry.

Until Song Yao said proudly: "Grandpa not only honed his carpentry skills, he also learned a lot of physics knowledge."

Grandpa Song: "...just a little bit."

Sometimes it is really impossible not to study. If he does not study, he will not understand what Sun Tzu is talking about. He has no choice but to chew on his notes.

If he still doesn't understand after chewing it, it's up to Song Yao to explain it to him with simple examples.

In fact, he still couldn't understand it, so he prompted Grandpa Song to work harder to learn carpentry skills, otherwise he would always feel that he was holding himself back.

The child who has been obsessed with studying physics recently has no idea how difficult it is, and he enthusiastically expressed his interest to everyone:

"Physics can be applied to many places, such as bicycles, trains, and airplanes, all of which require physical knowledge."

"If you want to learn, you can also learn more."

Song Yao felt that he should share such a good course with everyone.

The villagers who came to see the fun were really interested.

They know physics.

Not long ago, Teacher He specially informed parents that from now on there will be three extra classes every week, one of which will be physics.

At that time, everyone was still wondering what this physics was.

It turns out that studying physics is so useful. You can even make a fan that can shake and blow out air.

And it sounds like studying physics is also useful for being a carpenter.

Many people were moved.

There are still very few lazy people in Dashu Village. Even if there are, it is because of the habit of a family like Father Song, but when he is really needed, he will never be vague.

Now the hard-working people are thinking that if they have more skills, they can have more food.

The more they thought about it, the more excited they became, and they all said:

"How to learn this?"

"Can we also go to school and listen to the class?"

Song Yao waved his hand: "No, I know how to do it. I can teach you now."

He has taught his grandfather very well recently, but unfortunately his grandfather is often very busy. Sometimes when he is talking, he will say that he is busy with something (actually he will find an excuse to sneak away), which makes the child feel a little regretful.

Because he discovered that when giving lectures, he could not only teach others, but also consolidate the knowledge he had learned. Song Yao was shocked after trying it several times.

He now even feels that even if he doesn't build a spaceship, he can still do well as a people's teacher.

It's a pity that grandpa is always busy, and Song Yao has only been addicted a few times.

Well now, he looked at the people in the yard with bright eyes:

"If you are not busy, why don't I tell you?"

Grandpa Song, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, silently took a step back.

Grandma Song had never listened to her grandson's lecture, but when she saw her husband's action, she thought for a second, got up, and walked to the stove as if nothing had happened.

A look on his face that said, "I'm not trying not to listen, I'm just busy."

The others did not notice the reaction of the two people, and looked at Song Yao expectantly:

"Okay, okay, Yaoer, tell us."

Song's father was next to Song Yao recently. He didn't notice that his parents had run away at all, and he happily praised his son:

"Our youngest son can now become a primary school teacher. He is really promising."

Hehehe, Yaoer is indeed his son, he is so smart.

After Song's father finished his praise, he looked very applauded and looked like he was listening attentively.

Song Yao was even more beautiful when his father praised him like this. He imitated Teacher He and cleared his throat, and said in a tender voice:

"Then let's start with the simplest one..."

The child has obviously always fantasized about what he would do if he gave a lecture. When he lectures to everyone, he speaks with great emotion and waves his little hands from time to time.

He was talking very enthusiastically.

However, no matter how emotional he spoke, he couldn't stop everyone's expressions from =0= slowly changing to =-=.

How did this child manage to not know the meaning of every word or sentence he spoke?

Seeing that Song Yao had no intention of stopping and looked like he planned to continue talking until the end of time, everyone said: "..."

In the end, Grandma Song came over with a glass of water and handed it to her grandson.

"Drink some water."

Song Yao just said that she was a little thirsty, so she happily took it and drank several large gulps, and then smiled sweetly at her grandma.

"Thank you grandma, grandma, you are so kind."

Grandma cares about him so much, she can even tell when he is thirsty.

Grandma Song, who has completely understood what her grandson's smile means:...

She was just worried that if Yao'er kept saying this, everyone in the courtyard would be wiped out.

When the time comes, the grandson will come over and cry loudly, and she will have to comfort him.

Grandma Song said very reliably:

"You uncles, grandparents, and grandparents are very busy every day. How can you find time to learn these things? Look at your grandfather helping you make fans recently. Does your father have to work more?"

The adults around him nodded immediately, indicating that they were really busy.

So I won’t teach you this lesson.

It’s not that they don’t want to learn, it’s just that they don’t have the time.

Song Yao seemed to think so too.

Adults don't have as much free time as children. They are either doing this job or that job every day. They really don't have time to study.

The child feels a little sympathy for the elders who have watched him grow up.

He said to 005: [The adults are so pitiful. They don’t have time to study when they grow up. They must feel very uncomfortable. They can’t even study. It’s so miserable. 】

005 also expressed sympathy: [What a human tragedy. 】

The AI, which was also trained by the system, was very emotional: [Human beings seem to be like this. When they are young and have time to study, they always want to play. When they grow up, they miss the learning time as a child. 】

Song Yao clenched his fists: [So I must seize the time to study before I grow up. 】

Humph, he doesn't want to regret it when he grows up.

He won’t play anymore and will study every day!

005 comforted him: [Don’t worry, host. You have me. Even when you grow up, I can help you find time to study. 】

Song Yao thought it made sense.

However, after seeing everyone off in the village, he still said to his father very seriously:

"Dad, I will spend all my time studying from now on. Don't play with me again next time."

Dad Song: Haha.

He didn't quite believe it, but still said: "No problem, I promise not to disturb your study."

Song Yao went to study with confidence.

An hour later, the child put down the pen, countless things flashing through his mind.

Grasshoppers, butterflies, stones, fighting cocks, hopscotch, climbing trees...

He secretly looked back at his father who was working, stood up and started to walk out slowly, little by little, and finally moved to the door.

Father Song looked like he had eyes on his back. His back was obviously turned to him, but he suddenly said:

"Why go?"

Song Yao felt guilty: "I want to go out and have some fun."

Father Song snickered in his heart.

I knew it would be like this.

But he was like this when he was a child, and he didn't pursue what the child said.

He just said: "Come back before dark, or I won't care if your grandma beats your ass."

"I'll definitely come back before dark!!" Song Yao happily agreed.

It was clear that he had gone out to play, and he immediately let go of his joy and ran as fast as he could.

【005! It rained yesterday, let’s go step in the mud puddles! 】

005 also liked mud puddles and immediately followed: [Okay, okay. 】

One person and one unit completely forgot what they were lamenting an hour ago, they were all very happy to play in the mud puddle.

Song Yao was busy making a hand-cranked fan during this period and had very little time for fun.

He planned to have a good time when he came out to play this time.

When we arrived at the big mud puddle near the school, there were already several children playing in it.

I don't know when this mud pit appeared. Anyway, in Song Yao's memory, he loved playing here since he was a child. Especially after it rains, the mud pit will become a little wet but not that wet.

At this time, take off your shoes and step on it with bare feet, and it will gradually become soft and elastic.

So slowly, this place became a natural playground for the children in the village.

Seeing that the best seats were all taken, Song Yao quickly took off his shoes and joined in.

Then several more children came.

The location of the mud pit is gradually becoming insufficient.

In addition, everyone was running and jumping, bumping and bumping, always bumping into the people next to them, bumping into each other, and getting angry.

Then inexplicably, it turned into a collision.

Song Yao was also hit. He looked up and saw that it was Zhao Xiaodong.

The two of them fought frequently, and Song Yao immediately became fighting spirit. He grabbed a handful of mud and rushed forward without any fear:

"Come on! Let's see the move!!"

Zhao Xiaodong was startled by his shout, and soon he puffed up his chest not to be outdone:

"Come here, I'm afraid of you!"

"Watch my black tiger take out your heart!"

"My white crane spreads my wings!"

"My beast comes down the mountain!"

"Hmph, I'm a hunter. No matter how fierce you are, you'll still be beaten by me!"

The two of them went back and forth and quickly rolled into a ball.

Song Yao quickly slapped a lump of mud on Zhao Xiaodong's head with quick eyes and hands: "Hahahaha, I win!"

Logically speaking, the battle should have ended at this time, but Zhao Xiaodong, with mud on his head, refused to admit defeat and pounced on Song Yao with a lump on his head.

Both of them got really excited, and soon they stopped slapping each other in the mud and started moving their hands.

You kick me, I kick you, no one wants to suffer.

005 The entire AI is confused.

I learned from the training class: [Host, good kids don’t fight. 】

After a while it turned into: [Host, kick his ass! His ass kicks! 】

One of the two relied on agility and intelligence, as well as half a staff officer, and the other relied on force value and rampant energy, and the fight was so confusing.

The surrounding children were still fighting each other, but they were somehow involved in this war.

They didn't have Song Yao who could hide, and they didn't have Zhao Xiaodong who could resist beatings. After being beaten a few times, they couldn't help but burst into tears:

"If you two fight, just fight. Why are you hitting me!"

"Zhao Xiaodong! You hit my brother!"

"Song Yaoer, you hit my sister!!"

More and more children are being affected, but Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are like bastards, completely ignoring the outside world and biting each other without letting go.

They rolled from the east to the west of the mud pit, and then from the north to the south, making several happy children cry without stopping.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several older children went up and pulled her a few times but could not hold her back. Seeing a group of people crying around her, they wiped their mud-spotted faces, twisted their faces and ran to school.

A sharp-eyed child saw: "You are still beating me, Hu Ying and the others have gone to school to find the teacher."

However, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were fighting vigorously and didn't hear them at all.

They already had a feud (the two thought so). Zhao Xiaodong looked down on Song Yao for being small, and Song Yao looked down on Zhao Xiaodong for being domineering.

They had fought several times before when they were not in school, but because the battlefield was on the ground, Song Yao basically won.

When school first started, Zhao Xiaodong even laughed at Song Yao for talking to a chicken in front of Teacher He.

A few days ago, Zhao Xiaodong climbed a branch and it grew too strong. The branch was crushed by him, causing him to fall flat on his butt.

Song Yao, who was busy making fans at the time and hadn't come out to play for a long time, put down the fan and ran to his house.

Just to laugh at him.

These "old things" accumulated together, and today finally came to a big explosion.

When Teacher He came, the two children were butting each other's heads like cows, and there was a long ditch in the mud under their feet.

It can be seen that they should push this one over and the other one back again.

Before she could speak, she saw Zhao Xiaodong exerting force. Song Yao took several steps back and was unable to stand firm. He fell to the ground with a thud and fell on his back.

He suddenly fell down, and Zhao Xiaodong had no place to put his strength, so he fell down without even reacting.

He fell down and fell to the ground.

The two children were stunned for a moment, and then they felt pain on their bodies, and they both burst into tears.

The little children around who had just stopped crying heard them crying, and they were also made to cry.

Facing the crying child, Teacher He said: "..."

She felt that she had faced the biggest challenge in her educational career.

There are just too many kids.

In the end, Teacher He could only let the older children take away their younger siblings, and then let the children who could still be coaxed go home on their own.

For younger children, she could only ask other children to send them back.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong cried so much that they were the main culprits and were left until the end.

After the other children had left, Zhao Xiaodong and Song Yao, who were covered in mud, cried for a while and realized something was wrong. They began to cry secretly and opened a slit to look at her. Then she put on a serious face:

"Come on, tell me how the fight started?"

Zhao Xiaodong immediately complained: "Song Yao started it first!"

Song Yao was not to be outdone: "You hit me first!"

"I didn't mean it!"

"Then why didn't you stop when I won? You did it on purpose."

"You're talking nonsense, you did it on purpose."

"You are it! You are it!"

"I'm not! You are!"

Neither of the two children could convince the other, and they were stared at with a stern gaze by the teacher. They felt extremely aggrieved. They argued and argued, and both cried together.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu You hit me first, it was obviously you who did it first!"

"Oh no, no, teacher, he hit me first."

Teacher He, whose ears were filled with crying again: "..."

How could she have thought that Song Yao was well-behaved, sensible, and steady before, while Zhao Xiaodong looked like a little grown-up?

In the end, she had to intervene:

"Weren't you all fine before? Why are you so angry this time, and you started fighting just as you were talking?"

Song Yao wiped her tears and sobbed:

"I didn't get along well with him. I've been busy studying and working as a fan these days and haven't had time to pay attention to him."

Zhao Xiaodong rarely agreed with his words and said angrily:

"We used to have a fight in a few days. I'm not too angry."

After he finished speaking, he added: "It's not that Song Yao doesn't have time to pay attention to me, it's that I don't want to pay attention to him! Humph!"

Teacher Ho:"……"

It was common for them to fight together.

Because she came, Song Yao started to study hard, and the two of them didn't fight before.

Although he knew that becoming a teacher would inevitably face conflicts between students, Teacher He was still deeply worried when he encountered this kind of overhand beating for the first time.

No matter... two of her students were fighting, and she, as a teacher, also had the responsibility to discipline them.

Just take care of it...how to take care of this?

She had a headache for a while and decided to trace the origin.

"What was your first fight about?"

Zhao Xiaodong remembered it very clearly. He sniffed aggrievedly and said loudly: "Song Yao laughed at me for not having a father!"

Teacher He looked solemn and turned to look at Song Yao:

"Did you really say that?"

Song Yao was shocked:

"I didn't! You're talking nonsense! Why should I laugh at you for not having a father! It's already so miserable when your father dies. Why should I laugh at you!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xiaodong was stunned, and tears began to gather in his eyes.

Song Yao was also stunned. Grandma Song had taught him not to mention this matter in front of Zhao Xiaodong. He felt a little regretful and guilty, and whispered:

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean it."

Zhao Xiaodong wiped away his tears fiercely: "I don't want you to apologize!"

Song Yao was so angry that he muttered: "It's obviously because you want to steal my father!"

When Zhao Xiaodong saw that he still refused to admit it, his eyes were red with anger:

"Whoever wants to steal your daddy, I have a daddy!"

Song Yao was unconvinced and began to purse her lips: "You just want to rob my dad!!"

He remembered it clearly: "I heard it all, clearly! Don't think that I don't remember the past six years!"

Zhao Xiaodong shed tears while insisting:

"You can't lie to me. I remember clearly what happened six years ago! I have a very good memory!"

Teacher He on the side: "...Wait a minute, how old were you six years ago?"

Song Yao sniffed and said pitifully with mud on his face: "Two years old."

Zhao Xiaodong also sniffed: "Three years old."

Teacher Ho:"……"

She looked at Zhao Xiaodong, who was as tall as an eleven or twelve-year-old child in front of her, and found it hard to accept that he was only nine years old this year.

Since the two children had their own opinions, Teacher He decided to help them reminisce.

"Each of you, tell us what the situation was like at that time."

"Zhao Xiaodong, you speak first."

Zhao Xiaodong obviously hadn't recalled it for a long time. He was a little confused for a moment. It took several seconds before he said something under Song Yao's contemptuous gaze:

"I missed my dad that day. Song Yao's grandma came to my house to play. I was eating baked potatoes and saw that she had brought Song Yao and gave him half."

Song Yao snorted: "I also gave you half of my corn."

As the two of them talked to each other, Teacher He gradually understood what was going on at that time.

At that time, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were still two little peas, and Zhao Xiaodong had not started to grow taller. They were the same height, similar age, and both were good at talking, so they could play together easily.

Six years ago, one day when Zhao Xiaodong was three years old, he and his two-year-old Song Yaoxiao Douding shared delicious food with each other and started chatting.

The two insisted that it was during the chat that the other party revealed his sinister intentions.

Zhao Xiaodong thought Song Yao was laughing at him for not having a father.

Song Yao thought Zhao Xiaodong wanted to rob his father.

Seeing them arguing again while talking, Teacher He rubbed his forehead with a headache:

"What exactly did you say at that time?"

Two children: "..."

They kind of don't remember this.

After all, six years had passed, and they were only a little older then.

I just remember that potatoes are delicious and corn is also delicious, and then they had a quarrel, and the reason for the quarrel was what they thought.

Seeing that both of them were a little guilty, Teacher He said warmly:

"You were young at that time and didn't understand many things. Maybe you misunderstood it. Otherwise, if you think about it carefully, what exactly was said at that time?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong started to remember hard.

In the end, Song Yao's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I remembered!! I said my dad is the best dad in the world!"

Zhao Xiaodong was also led to remember something:

"I seemed to say that the best father in the world is my father, and then Song Yao said that I was wrong. The best father in the world is not my father."

The two sensible children, who had already gone to school, suddenly realized something and looked at each other blankly, their expressions gradually becoming guilty.

Teacher He also understood.

She pointed out: "Six years ago, you all thought that the best father in the world could only be one person."

So after two-year-old Song Yao insisted that the best father in the world was his father, Xiao Douding Zhao Xiaodong, who already knew that his father had passed away, felt that he was laughing at him.

When three-year-old Zhao Xiaodong insisted on this, he told two-year-old Song Yao that he wanted the best dad in the world to be his dad.

Because the best dad in the world is his Song Yao’s dad!

Then the two-year-old and the three-year-old had a big fight, and this impression has been left on each other ever since.

When they were two or three years old, they couldn't figure out what "the best dad in the world" meant, but when they were eight or nine years old, they could.

In the past six years, the two children who later discovered that it was a misunderstanding were confused.

In the past six years, they had turned against each other and fought dozens of times. Was it all a misunderstanding?

Seeing that both students understood, Teacher He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Being a teacher is really hard work. Not only do you have to teach knowledge, but you also have to deal with this kind of thing.

If it weren't for these two children's really good memories, I don't know when they would have broken up today.

Now that the original reason for the fight was clear, Teacher He began to mediate:

"You used to be children, and it was normal to have this kind of misunderstanding. But now, you two are no longer two or three-year-old children. Stop being so impulsive."

"Teacher knows that you are all good by nature..."

She paused and continued without conscience:

"We are all good children and very sensible. Now that we know this is a misunderstanding, how about we shake hands and make peace? Come on, shake hands. I will count one, two, three, and extend my hands at the same time."

"one two three."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong awkwardly stretched out their hands and held them together.

Teacher He could also see that they had deep grudges (she had no enemies for more than six years), so she thought about it and said:

"Song Yao, aren't you making a clock fan? Why not do it with Zhao Xiaodong?"

Song Yao immediately glanced at Zhao Xiaodong with disgust: "Is he okay?"

Zhao Xiaodong was angry at what he saw and snorted: "Don't underestimate me. My physics scores are very good."

Song Yao hummed: "That's not as good as me. The teacher said my physics talent is the best in the village!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "The teacher said the same thing about me!"

"Impossible, the teacher said I am the best in the village."

"You must have heard wrong. The teacher just said yesterday that I was the best in the village."

They all looked at Teacher He: "Teacher! Which of us do you think has the best talent?!"

Teacher He, who said to all the students, "You are the most gifted child in the village":...

How does she know? She doesn't know how to measure IQ.

It's just a compliment that the children learn quickly.

She laughed dryly: "This is not important. No matter how talented a person is, knowledge cannot fall from the sky if he does not study."

"So if you want to compete, you have to study hard."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were not fooled this time, and both looked at her suspiciously.

"Teacher, don't lie to us."

Song Yao nodded: "Yes, we are not three-year-old children."

Zhao Xiaodong echoed: "That's right, we are not easy to cheat."

Teacher He: "...How about we talk about how to fan a clock?"

Song Yao immediately frowned warily: "Teacher, are you changing the subject?"

Zhao Xiaodong also observed: "Teacher, you are definitely changing the topic."

Teacher He was so stiff that he couldn't speak.

They looked at each other and sighed.

One said: "I know adults lie to children all the time."

Another said: "After you have deceived the children, you still have to tell them to leave the adults alone."

"I didn't expect teachers to lie to others."

Song Yao thought for a while, and why did the teacher say:

"She also wants to encourage us, it's a white lie."

Zhao Xiaodong agreed: "Although a white lie is also a lie, I am willing to forgive you, teacher."

Song Yao also said generously: "Yes, we forgive you. Teacher, you don't have to feel bad."

The forgiven Teacher He: "..."

Is it her imagination?

Why do you feel that when these two children are put together, the effect is more than one plus one equals two.

She began to wonder if she had made the right decision in prompting the two to reconcile.

But Song Yao began to think that adding Zhao Xiaodong to Fan Zhong's plan would be a good idea.

Zhao Xiaodong is tall, has good grades, and can also recruit many children. With his help, it should be faster, and he and Zhao Xiaodong were friends before.

Well... when he was two years old.

And Zhao Xiaodong has just learned physics...

He can give lectures to Zhao Xiaodong!

Zhao Xiaodong was also a little eager to give it a try. When he saw Song Yao making a hand-cranked fan, he wanted to follow suit, but he had a bad relationship with Song Yao and had to give up.

In addition, even if he didn't say it, he still wanted to be friends with Song Yao, but it was just the fact that the other party laughed at his father that bothered him.

Now that he knew it was a misunderstanding, he felt relieved.

Both of them were very happy from the bottom of their hearts, but they both had an expression on their faces that said, "I reconciled with you just to give the teacher face."

Next, Song Yao started to do activities with Zhao Xiaodong, but both of them were a little grudgeful. Even if they learned to make clock fans and climbed trees together, they were unwilling to give each other a good face.

Only when they were together with Teacher He did their relationship look better.

You did a great job of answering every word I said.

For example today:

Song Yao was about to ask a question when he suddenly sniffed his little nose:

"Teacher, did you burn the pot? I can smell the burnt smell."

Zhao Xiaodong was immediately concerned:

"I didn't see any mushy vegetables outside. Teacher, have you eaten all the vegetables? You won't have diarrhea, right?"

Song Yao was very calm: "It's okay. Teacher is not good at cooking and often burns vegetables. She is used to it. She shouldn't have diarrhea."

Zhao Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, teacher, you don't have to worry, everyone has things they are not good at.

Although your cooking is unpalatable, you are kind-hearted and we still like you very much as long as you don’t give us the food you cook. "

Teacher He, who was stabbed in the heart several times: "..."

After sending away her two children, she got a letter from classmate Ye Xinghua.

In it, he enthusiastically shared with her an interesting thing he discovered:

[When people face a common enemy, they tend to be more united and friendly. Even if they have had disputes before, they can temporarily put it aside and deal with the outside world in unison. Isn’t it interesting? 】

The more I read, the more I felt that I was the "common enemy" Teacher He: "..."

She recalled carefully and confirmed that she had indeed not told Ye Xinghua about her two students.

He probably wasn't laughing at her.

Teacher He felt relieved, then touched his heart and continued reading:

[I remember you said in high school that you were not good at cooking. A few days ago I went home and tried cooking. Although it was my first time, it was surprisingly easy for me.

The taste is very good, and the color, aroma and taste are all good, so I fell in love with cooking. I really hope you can taste the food I cook. 】

Teacher He, who had just been stabbed in the heart by Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Is this a mockery? Is it a joke? Ridiculing?

Let's first say that she is not good at cooking, and then let's say that he was very successful in cooking for the first time.

Too naked!

Damn it, if Ye Xinghua hadn't helped...

She took a few deep breaths, wrote back to praise the other person, and gritted her teeth to calm down.

In the distance, Ye Xinghua had just finished writing and said to the young man next to him who had also just put down his pen:

"I don't know if it's my misunderstanding, but I always feel that the student taught by Mr. He is making rapid progress."

"Although I'm more than good enough now, I somehow feel that it may not be the case after a while, so I have to study harder."

The young man felt that he was thinking too much:

"You must be too nervous about that student He. Isn't that child only eight years old? You are one of the best among us, so you can't even teach an eight-year-old child."

"No matter how fast he progresses, he is still only eight years old. A child can learn a lot."

Ye Xinghua wanted to say something more, but the other party had already asked:

"How was it? Did you behave well when you wrote to Classmate He this time?"

He immediately forgot about the eight-year-old classmate, his ears turned red, and he whispered:

"Yes, classmate He is not good at cooking, so I said...I said I tried cooking and thought it was delicious. I hope she can eat it too."

"I think it's right to make up for whatever is missing, right?"

The young man patted him on the shoulder with praise:

"Okay, okay! Your idea is right. Since Mr. He is not good at cooking, he will definitely want to find a partner who is good at cooking. If your first cooking is so delicious..."

He said categorically:

"She will definitely think you are a good man!"