I use the learning system to engage in technology

After frequent trips to the county, Song Yao's life was back on track.

He is very interested in making various moving wooden animals recently.

In fact, the principle is the same as the wooden frog given to (scare) Teacher He. It is simple and easy to make.

But for a child, if you ask him to repeat the fan that has been researched, he will definitely not be happy.

But based on this principle, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong worked together every day to make various animal wind-up toys with a simple process.

They are keen on making all kinds of little animals to scare other people.

They don't dare to scare the adults. Their own adults know how to spank them, and the adults in other families will also complain. After the complaint is over... they still have to be spanked.

This point refers to Teacher He.

So after Song Yao discussed with Zhao Xiaodong, he targeted the children in the village to scare him.

However, everyone is free to crawl around and grow freely. Little frogs and grasshoppers cannot scare them.

Even after discovering them, the children in Dashu Village will be super happy to play with these toys like treasures.

I am also very grateful to Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong who gave me toys.

After once again receiving the message "Yao'er, you are so kind to me, thank you, I will definitely help you talk when we play cockfighting in the future, and let them take you to play", Song Yao became autistic.

The child ran to Zhao Xiaodong in grief and anger:

"You guessed it wrong, they are not afraid even if it is turned into a spider!"

Zhao Xiaodong felt guilty: "I just said that casually, who knew you actually did it."

Song Yao snorted: "It's very simple anyway, I just made it casually."

He learned from the experience and reflected on it, thinking that the reason why these toys could not scare his classmates was because they were too simple.

"You see, they have to wind it up to make it move. Plus we didn't paint it, so everyone can tell it's fake at a glance. Of course they're not afraid if they know it's fake."

Does Zhao Xiaodong think this is nonsense?

"Can you still make something that can move without being wound up?"

That's what Song Yao thought.

He vowed: “Not only can it move without winding up, we can also remotely control it and make it crawl around like a real spider.

It will scare wherever we want it to crawl, and everyone will definitely be scared! "

Zhao Xiaodong felt that Song Yao might have had too many study tasks recently, and he was stupid.

"I believe you when you say it can crawl around. How can you control something made of wood? Unless you pull a string to it."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused.

Song Yao also looked at him with bright eyes.

The two children looked at each other and laughed treacherously.

Zhao Xiaodong: "We can hide in a tree, tie the thread to the spider, and then throw it down! Then...hehehehehe."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly and added: "Don't be a spider. Spiders are not scary enough. Let's do something special!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it seriously: "Yes! Let's make snakes!"

Although the snakes around Dashu Village are basically non-venomous, children are still very afraid of them.

Sometimes there is a snake in the village, and everyone yells for the adults to catch it.

Song Yao was a little timid.

He is one of those people who is afraid of snakes.

This was one of the reasons why he never did it even though snakes were the scariest thing.

But in front of his good friends, the child didn't want to appear worried, so he tried his best to say dryly:

"Snake, isn't it easy to be a snake?"

Zhao Xiaodong is not afraid of snakes, and he enthusiastically gave Song Yao Amway:

"How can it be difficult to make? Isn't it just a long strip? Just find a piece of wood and make a long strip."

Song Yao swallowed his saliva and forced himself to be confident: "How can that be done! Am I such a lax person?!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "You... aren't you?"

He picked up a long ball-like toy and handed it over: "Look at the grasshopper you gave me last time."

Song Yao glanced at the eye-shaped grasshopper guiltily: "That snake is different..."

Zhao Xiaodong scratched his head, wondering: "What's different?"

Song Yao: "...It's just different anyway!"

He thought for a few seconds and finally came up with a good excuse: "Snakes swim when they move. Just making them long doesn't look realistic at all."

"And the snake's body is so thin, it can get into many places. I think if we are going to do it, we must study how to make these toys controllable by us. It is best to use the things it sees. Can also be seen.

So it is very difficult to study. I think we should put it aside for now and do it again after we have learned more and become more powerful. "

As Song Yao talked, he gradually deceived himself, his expression gradually became more confident, and finally he concluded: "That's why we can't be snakes."

Zhao Xiaodong looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds: "Yao'er, aren't you afraid of snakes?"

Song Yao: "You're talking nonsense! I didn't!"

Seeing that Zhao Xiaodong still had a "You're like this and you still say you don't have it" look on his face, he looked away guiltily:

"I, I just feel that we haven't studied enough, so I want to put it back."

He also went to find 005: [005, right? I will definitely be able to make a snake like that in the future, right? 】

005: [Is the host talking about the snake-shaped exploration machine? There are indeed many similar machines in our time. 】

Song Yao was stunned.

Hey, there really is.

He was just thinking about it.

After receiving 005's affirmative answer, the guilt on his face was instantly wiped away.

"Don't disbelieve me. What I say is true. You will know it later."

Zhao Xiaodong glanced at him several times and was confused by his confident expression. He really suspected that he had misunderstood Song Yao.

"Okay, let's make toy snakes in the future. How about this? Let's make a super big spider. The little spiders won't be afraid of them. Let's make a big one and tie it with a thread. They should be scared, right?"

Song Yao thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

He also added the chicken thief's additional settings: "We can color him. Anyway, there are a lot of black spiders, so we can paint it black."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "And we can also add thorns to its legs. It will look like fur, which will definitely be more terrifying."

Song Yao: "There are also eyes, the eyes must be big, and there are teeth, you must have teeth."

Zhao Xiaodong recalled it carefully: "Do spiders have teeth?"

Song Yao couldn't remember much. After all, they usually made a circle with wooden strips and tied a stick underneath to tie a spider web (and then stick butterflies and bees on it). They had never paid attention to the specific appearance of the victim spider.

It's so small, I can't see clearly.

In the end, he really couldn't think of anything, so he waved his hand and said: "No matter, we are here to scare people anyway, and a few more teeth will be even scarier!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and said, "Okay! Let's start doing it now!"

The spider toy this time is different from the previous versions. The two children, who had been frustrated several times, worked hard and planned to make a super realistic and scary toy this time.

A shameful apology! !

Of course, they didn't forget about business.

Fan Zhong was almost finished, and there was only one final step left to finish. Song Yao's habit of loving novelty showed up again, and she procrastinated and didn't want to finish.

After all, the finishing process was extremely cumbersome, and it was all something he had already mastered, so it was not challenging at all.

So he rambled here and there, trying his best to catch fish.

This scary little toy is a product of Moyu, because the principle of clockwork is derived from the fan clock.

But it's a pity that Song Yao's expectation of "everyone is afraid of others" when he made them was not only disappointed, but also completely opposite.

He met many children on his way home.

Some came up to greet him enthusiastically, thanked him for giving them toys, and said happily:

"My cousin in the county doesn't even have one. He can't even buy it if he wants to. Yao'er, you are so awesome."

Then he felt guilty and apologized: "I shouldn't have scared you before. I didn't expect you to be so kind to me after I scared you. Yao'er, you are so kind."

Song Yao: ...who has been nice to you! Just want to scare you!

Some children came over eagerly:

"Yao'er, I want that kind of toy too, can you give me one too? I'll trade my spinning top for you."

Song Yao was extremely depressed.

He made it with great care and was satisfied with it. He thought that no one liked the life-saving necklace that would be very popular. However, it turned out that so many people wanted the little toy that was casually made to scare people.

snort! !

The child resolutely refused to admit that there was a problem with his own judgment.

Obviously the technical requirements for a life-saving necklace are higher, but it also consumed all his small coffers.

Those wooden scary toys didn’t cost a penny at all! !

They actually like toys more!

Don't know the goods! !

Song Yao went home angrily. He was determined not to let his scary toys turn into ordinary toys that everyone liked.

This time I must make a really scary toy that will scare them to death!

So the Song family discovered that Song Yao kept staring at spiders these days.

Because the child had learned from being stung by bees, Grandma Song also reminded him:

"Don't reach out and touch it. I don't know if this spider is poisonous or not."

Song Yao thought the spider was not poisonous.

But ugly is really ugly.

The child, who still has a high sense of aesthetics, endured hurting his eyes to study it. Originally, he just wanted to see what a spider looked like and how it walked, so that he could make more realistic toys.

As a result, he found that the web made by the spider was really amazing.

It is so thin, but when weaved together, it can actually catch very large prey.

Moreover, Song Yao also discovered that when the spider is on its web, its perception is super strong, and it can detect the slightest disturbance.

He studied for a few days and found that it might be due to spider webs.

Even if a flying insect is so small that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, as long as it lands on the web, the spider web will vibrate slightly and almost unnoticeably.

At this time, the spider will attack quickly and use its body, which is much larger than that of a small flying insect, to attack directly.

Song Yao couldn't help but go to Song's father and said: "Dad, if we also build something like a spider web in front of our house, will we know if someone comes?"

Dad Song haha.

Although my son is smart, he is still a child.

Although he felt in his heart, "Aren't you just daydreaming?", on his face, Father Song still showed a look of approval:

"Yes, Yao'er, your idea is very good. Study hard and try to make it happen in the future."

Song Yao's face turned red with excitement and she nodded her head: "Yes! I can do it. When I am good enough in the future, I will make one!"

Dad Song also nodded and coaxed the child in a serious manner: "Yes, if you can't remember it when you become more powerful, Dad will definitely remind you."

When his son grows up, even if he forgets, Father Song will still laugh at him hahahahahahaha.

How did Song Yao know his father's sinister intentions? He was still super excited and said to 005:

[005, you’d better remember it for me, my dad’s memory is not very good. 】

Especially when coaxing his children, Song's father often said, "Oh, right? Did I say that?" "Dad doesn't remember, I'm sorry, Yao'er, dad will try to remember next time."

Therefore, the child who feels that he is already sensible thinks that he should rely on 005.

[You won’t forget, right? 】

005, who was affirmed by the host, was super confident: [Yes, host, you can always trust the AI's ability to store memory. 】

The host's previous masterpiece "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own big fat fish" is now recorded in the storage space specially created by him.

Song Yao felt relieved.

After making a spider leg, he lost his temper again.

Brother Xiaohu hasn't come back yet?

Didn’t the adults say that they would be back soon?

The child rushed to find his father: "Dad, brother Xiaohu and his troops haven't come back yet?"

Father Song doesn’t know either.

"You shouldn't be back, right? The flood fight isn't over yet."

Song Yao was extremely surprised: "It's been more than twenty days, and you're still not feeling well?"

Father Song is not very clear either.

He had only heard of one flood event since his birth.

Six years ago, because Zhao Xiaodong's father died fighting a flood, everyone in Dashu Village was deeply impressed by the flood. Song's father clearly remembered that the flood receded in less than ten days.

Why does it take so long this time?

Father Song didn’t know much about this aspect, so he could only answer hesitantly:

"I also think it's been a bit long, but I heard that it's been raining intermittently over in Suliu, and a lot of troops have been transferred there. The newspapers are talking about this every day, so it might still take a while."

Song Yao was extremely surprised.

It's still down.

It has been more than 20 days, how heavy the rain is.

He looked up at the sky. It was blue sky with white clouds and extremely clear.

It’s hard to imagine that it’s raining heavily in Suliu at this moment.

The child raised his chin sadly: "Brother Xiaohu and the others should be fine, right?"

Because Zhao Xiaodong's father died fighting the flood, he has always had secret worries in his heart.

Song's father comforted his son: "It shouldn't be a big problem. They can't just get in with bare hands. They can all row a boat."

Song Yao has never been on a ship, but because of the spaceship, he likes to study everything about ships.

He was even more worried.

If the water waves are very strong, the boat will capsize.

Originally, he thought that Brother Xiaohu and the others would be back in a few days, and he felt quite relieved.

Now he suddenly found out that they still hadn't come back after more than 20 days. Song Yao had always had this thing in his mindless mind.

On the day of the holiday, he urged Song's father to take him to the county.

The county magistrate is the biggest person in the county. If you ask him, he should know, right?

When we arrived at the county, the county magistrate was asked: "..."

He was speechless for a moment and then said: "I am the county magistrate. I am not a god. How do I know when the flood will end?"

Song Yao looked at him in surprise: "But didn't you say before that the flood would end and everything would be fine?"

County Magistrate: "...Those words are used to inspire people. Many children in the county are serving as soldiers. Now they are sent to Suliu. I have to say something to calm everyone's hearts."

Moreover, the flood in Suliu has not ended for more than 20 days now. The flood there was not small to begin with, and now it has directly become a major event that attracts the attention of people across the country.

As the county magistrate, of course he has to put on an air of "it will be over soon, don't worry."

Song Yao was a little disappointed: "Will Brother Xiaohu and the others be in danger?"

County Magistrate: ...how to answer this?

Soldiers are on the front line when fighting floods. He can't guarantee the absolute safety of a soldier at the flood fighting site.

But seeing the child watching helplessly, he decided to play dumb.

"I don't know, I'm not at the scene, so how do I know?"

Song Yao was a little disappointed, but also relieved.

"All right……"

The child wilted: "Then I'm leaving."

He turned around and ran out of the county magistrate's office.

The county magistrate who still planned to chat with him said: "..."

Fine.

Although the attitude of treating him as a tool is very obvious, it is better than chasing him all the time to ask about flood control.

Dad Song was struggling to read a book and was surprised to see him come out so quickly.

"You guys finished talking so quickly?"

Song Yao nodded and said weakly: "That's it, Dad, what are you looking at?"

Father Song didn’t think there was anything wrong with studying in front of his son, and he was very proud:

"I just found out about this book about bees, so I wanted to read it and learn about it."

Song Yao was a little surprised: "Dad, do you still want to raise bees? Didn't you say fans make more money?"

Dad Song waved his hand: "Fans are quick money, and there are a lot of them, but they are gone after a while, and if I want to sell fans everywhere, I have to be away from home all year round.

Anyway, our family has made enough money, so let’s try to tinker with bee farming. "

Nowadays, it is common for everyone to have many children at home. For example, with a child as old as Song Yao, except for a few families in the village, there are many younger brothers and sisters.

Father Song and his generation are even more so. If there are less than three brothers, they are not in line with the general public.

So everyone likes to say that father and son are soldiers in battle, and brothers are brothers in fighting tigers.

Father Song has a lot of friends, it’s not an exaggeration to say they are all over the place.

But they are not really brothers after all.

If he went out to make money for fans, there would be only two old people and one child left at home.

How can Father Song feel relieved?

He is the only young adult in the family, and he would not leave home unless he had no food to eat or was in urgent need of money.

So after going round and round, Father Song still felt that honey was the most suitable thing for the family to make their first pot of gold.

The man he is now is no longer the man who did whatever he thought of before.

I was taught a lesson by my parents, I learned from the secretary of the county magistrate, and I had some back-and-forth with several factory directors in the county about selling fans, and I went to Huling County next door several times.

Although Father Song himself didn't realize it, he had actually grown up a bit in the past few months.

At this moment, he analyzed his son seriously:

"Bees eat flowers, so if you want to raise bees, you have to make sure you spend enough. In the past, maybe our family didn't have the money to spend. Isn't it because you made a lot of money from the fans?

Dad did some calculations and found that our family can still afford it. Then there is the problem of the bee market. Nowadays, there are very few people who specialize in raising bees to sell honey, so the honey sold in the market is only those brands. I also I asked how I could have my own brand, and it turned out to be very simple. "

Dad Song, who has been asking around and looking up various information, has become much more cautious since he learned that raising bees is not the kind of "taking out a swarm of bees and putting them in one place and harvesting honey every day" as he thought before.

He remembered that when Comrade Dong from the supply and marketing cooperative used "you don't have a brand or packaging" to lower the price when buying honey, he felt that if he wanted to breed, he should get a packaging and brand.

"When I went to Huling County to inquire, someone told me that there are beekeepers in Xiangyu County. I plan to go there in a few days to see if I can learn anything from them."

Song Yao felt that his father's idea was very appropriate.

He immediately patted his chest and said, "Dad, I have a book on keeping bees here. I have copied half of it. I will show it to you when I get home."

Dad Song was surprised and heart-warmed at first, and then he was confused:

"Where did you get the book? I almost searched through the county government and county bookstores before, but I didn't see any books related to beekeeping."

Song Yao felt guilty.

Of course not. He bought the tutorial from the system's hobby group.

Only he can see the tutorial, so the child can only take some time to copy the contents.

I don't know what's wrong with him. He was obviously very energetic when he was studying physics, but when he read the book about this kind of bee breeding, Song Yao was so sleepy that he yawned non-stop.

He was really not interested in these, and he felt sleepy when he read them, so his copying speed was extremely slow.

I have almost finished copying the book "Carpenter Skills" that I want to give to Grandpa Song, and I have only copied half of the book "Bee Breeding".

This was done intermittently by Song Yao at the expense of his own play time.

Facing Father Song's moved face, Song Yao felt extremely guilty:

"I just...forgot where I read it, so I just memorized it."

Father Song had no doubts.

First of all, he was big-hearted and didn't think his son would lie to him.

Secondly.

There are so many books in the county government. Song Yao has been here many times with the village party secretary. Every time he comes, he reads books. It makes sense that he accidentally saw a book about honey farming.

His son's memory in learning is really good. Even when learning new knowledge, as long as he reads the previous page carefully, Song Yao can memorize it completely even if he doesn't understand the meaning.

And his memory seems to be growing.

Obviously, when Teacher He first came here, the Song Yao endorsement had to be recited three times before he could memorize it. Later, it was twice, and now it is just one time.

The entire Song family had no idea how powerful this was. They were just happy that their children were smart and sighed: This is the power of knowledge.

Grandma Song studied more vigorously.

According to her, she feels that her brain has become smarter since she started studying.

Father Song always slanders, how can he not be smart?

Since my mother has learned mathematics, she has to calculate everything she does, including picking up eggs, collecting grain, and calculating the family's previous accounts.

Then he figured out that when he went to town to buy things a year ago, he secretly deducted 20 cents of personal money, and almost cursed him all day and night.

Thinking of Grandma Song’s tigerish face, Father Song touched his neck and quickly said to his son:

"Good boy, I'll take a look when you get back and study hard."

Song Yao looked at his father sympathetically and nodded.

He felt that "Bee Breeding" was very difficult. The temperature and the raising methods were so complicated that one look at the child made him want to sleep.

Unlike "Carpentry Techniques", he was copying and learning at the same time, and he was copying with great enthusiasm.

If he didn't have to go to school the next day, he would even want to copy it in the dark.

Anyway, 005 reminded him that he would not write crookedly.

Dad is so reluctant to even learn something as simple as mathematics, so he must not be able to read such a boring "Bee Breeding".

However, this time, Song Yao guessed wrong.

The father and son returned home, and when he yawned (I couldn't help it, I felt sleepy just by looking at it) and handed the book "Bee Breeding" copied in the notebook to Father Song, Father Song's eyes were shining brightly.

As soon as he received it, he started to read it on the spot.

Then I watched it so mesmerized that I couldn't put it down until I ate.

Grandma Song, who has always been very motivated, went to take a peek, and then wandered away after finding something she was not interested in.

Even Grandpa Song pretended to be passing by and took a look.

Then he couldn't help but yawn.

Song Yao sympathized with his grandfather and muttered:

"Grandpa, don't worry. You don't want to learn this. I copied a copy of "Carpentry Techniques" for you. I will finish it soon. You will be very energetic after reading it."

Grandpa Song: "..."

He is very energetic now.

After finally learning the things Yao'er mentioned before, why did another "Carpentry Skills" pop up?

He had only been healthy for a few days.

Song Yao had no idea what his grandfather was thinking, and he still said proudly and proudly:

"You can't show that book to grandpa, so I copied it for a long time. Let me tell you grandpa, it's super interesting. I feel like I learned a lot."

When these words reached Grandpa Song's ears, all that was left was the word "a lot".

He smiled stiffly: "Actually, I'm not that..."

Grandma Song wandered over again: "What are you talking about?"

Grandpa Song immediately stood up: "Yaoer said he helped me copy some carpentry skills. I told him that I would study hard."

Grandma Song nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, this is also a skill. If you want to buy new pots at home in the future, you don't have to buy them."

Not bad, good, another savings.

Song Yao interrupted: "Grandma, it's not just basins. There is a lot of knowledge in that book. If grandpa can learn it, he can make everything in our house, such as tables, chairs, beds, cabinets."

Grandpa Song: "...are there so many?"

Song Yao nodded affirmatively: "It's not just that, there are more fun things. My favorite is carving patterns on wood. It's very fun."

Grandpa Song: "..."

It's over. His wife had also taken a fancy to a carved dressing table before.

They couldn't afford it at that time. Although she didn't say anything, he still knew that she had been thinking about it for a long time.

Sure enough, Grandma Song's eyes lit up immediately.

She looked at Grandpa Song expectantly, her tone softened by eight points: "Tian Duo..."

The "It's over, it's over" on Grandpa Song's face was instantly wiped away after hearing her call him that. He puffed up his chest and said "No problem, look at me. Isn't this just a trivial matter?"

"Based on my learning ability, it is only a matter of time before I learn these things."

Grandpa Song spoke aloud: "Don't worry, I will definitely make you a carved dressing table and a large mirror."

Grandma Song was satisfied.

After she left happily, Grandpa Song realized what he had just promised.

he:"……"

Then I looked at the adoring children and grandchildren next to me. Oh, there is no son. Father Song is still addicted to watching "Bee Breeding".

Although only his grandson showed admiration, Grandpa Song still managed to cheer himself up.

"Don't worry Yao'er, grandpa will learn from it and give you and your grandma a bathtub in the future."

As for the son next to him who didn't even notice what they were saying, it would be nice to give him a basin.

Song Yao nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!! Grandpa, come on!!"

In fact, if a child really wants a bath bucket, he can still make one if he works hard and studies hard.

But he was more interested in making toys than the bathtub.

On the twenty-fifth day of Suliu's flood fight, Song Yao already knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not get results. He tried hard not to pay attention to this matter again and again.

Father Song has also finished reading half of the book "Bee Breeding" at the fastest speed ever, and his understanding of bees has reached a theoretical peak.

After handing the notebook to his son and asking him to help memorize the next content, Song's father packed up his bags and decided to go to Xiangyu County to visit a beekeeper.

Although he didn't know if the other party was willing to teach, or sell him knowledge, but if there was an opportunity to learn right in front of him, Father Song would go there no matter what.

He only planned to go there for four or five days, so he wasn't too worried about his family.

But the family is worried about him.

Xiangyu County is really too far away, and it’s not even part of the same province anymore.

If Father Song wants to go there, he has to take a train.

No one in the Song family has ever taken a train.

And this is different from going to Huling County. Huling County is right next door, and there are also some friends of Zhao Zhigang. With their care, and they are from this province, going there is equivalent to going to the county, but a little further away. That’s all.

Xiangyu County has different accents.

He was alone and had money on him. If he met a bad guy, he wouldn't know where to run.

So before setting off, Song Yao sat at the door with bright black eyes, watching his grandparents try their best to dress up Song's father as "poor and penniless".

Grandma Song also handed him a sack with scattered mud on the outside:

"Be sure not to show your wealth when you go out. People will see you as poor and lose interest in you."

Dad Song, who has always been very confident in his appearance, touched his face a little worriedly: "What if it's a picture?"

Grandma Song: "..."

She couldn't hold back and knocked her son on the head: "You are such a big man! Who would be interested in you!"

Father Song murmured unconvincedly: That's not necessarily the case. Everyone in the village said he thought it was useless.

So if he wasn't good-looking, would everyone say that?

Song Yao came over and stuffed something into his father's hand.

"Dad, if there is a bad guy, just throw this in his face and he will scare away."

Father Song spread out his hand, and there was a wooden spider lying in his palm. The eyes were painted very hard on the head. Because Song Yao's painting skills were not very good, the eyes were painted very big.

It's not scary at all, but it's also cute and cute.

Dad Song laughed heartily and picked up his son: "Yao'er, wait until dad comes back and we will work together to sell this toy. I think many people will like it."

Song Yao's eyes sparkled: "Dad, do you think it's scary too?!"

Dad Song: "I think it's quite fun."

Song Yao: "..."

The child groaned angrily and slid off his father's body: "I will transform it into something scary."

Father Song left with a sack on his back, and an ugly toy in his pocket.

It was the first time in his life to go to another province, and it was impossible to say that Father Song was not uneasy.

He had never taken a train before, so he would touch his shirt from time to time for fear that he would get to the wrong station or that a thief would steal something.

Grandma Song sewed a pocket on the inside of his jacket specifically for money.

When the train arrived, Father Song got off the train with the crowd a little timidly.

Xiangyu is a very prosperous place, even more prosperous than Fox Spirit. There are people soliciting customers around the train station. It is basically a small hotel.

It was already very late now. Dad Song went up and asked about the price.

When the man saw that he was speaking from outside and looked like a simple and honest farmer, he immediately quoted a price and then said sincerely:

"Brother, don't think this price is expensive. Our Xiangyu prices are all the same, and mine is still cheaper. If you don't believe me, just ask around. They are much more expensive than mine."

Under normal circumstances, a simple and honest person who comes to a strange city for the first time should believe this and then check in.

However, Father Song nodded after hearing this: "Okay, then I'll go ask around."

Business solicitor: "..."

He watched helplessly as Father Song actually asked around, and then he didn't choose anyone. Instead, he asked the staff at the train station, and then walked straight outside.

The man quickly went up and shouted: "Brother, brother, can't you stand still?"

Dad Song said confidently: "That comrade said that there are hotels outside the train station. I will go and ask them one by one. I have no choice. My family is poor, so I have to choose a cheap one."

This person: "..."

Why doesn't this act according to common sense?

The prices of hotels outside are all directly marked, and they are definitely cheaper than the prices they pay to attract people. If Father Song goes out, he will definitely live outside.

He had no choice but to quote another price: "Brother, this is a discounted price based on your affinity. Others can't be lower than this."

Song's father looked at him for a few seconds. Although the price was within his affordability, he only wanted to save money when he was away from home.

He said to the other party: "Wait for me for a while."

Then he went out for a while and came back with a young man:

"This comrade also wants to stay in a hotel. Can we share a room together, okay?"

The man twitched his eyes: "...Okay."

He had seen many families sharing a room together, but this was the first time he directly invited a stranger to share a room.

Father Song entered the small hotel smoothly and took out his ID card. He deliberately looked at the procedures completed by the young man who was pulled over to share a room.

The young man was not as thoughtful as Father Song. After finishing the task, he smiled at Father Song and said, "Comrade, let's go."

Father Song also smiled at him: "Come, let me help you carry your luggage."

He asked someone to stay with him in the hotel, thinking that if there was any problem with the hotel, two grown men would be better than him alone.

But thinking about sharing a room with a stranger, Song's father still felt that he should get vaccinated in advance.

Nowadays, there are only a few ways to show that you are not to be trifled with.

First of all, I am strong.

Then, his brothers are strong.

Obviously, this young man thought so too.

After entering the room, he started the conversation: "I have many brothers at home, so the luggage prepared for me is a bit heavy. Isn't it too tiring for you?"

Dad Song was shocked: "It's okay, it's okay. I have a lot of brothers in my family. I have seven cousins ​​and eight cousins, all of them are very strong. We played together since we were young, so I'm pretty strong."

The young man also said: "I have five brothers above me, and they are all very strong. I also have many cousins. We are really destined."

Dad Song: "Of course. I'm not saying that. I'm really popular. In our county alone, I have more than 20 friends, and all of them are real men."

Young man: "... My five sisters-in-law also have brothers in their families, and there are about twenty in total. In the past, when there were fights in the village, no one in our family dared to provoke them."

Song's father shook his hand: "My family is the same, my ex-wife is particularly good at beating."

young people:"……"

He couldn't compare with this, so he laughed dryly: "Yes, really?"

"yes!"

Father Song was full of confidence, and he gestured with joy: "Not only my ex-wife, but also my ex-wife's current husband, he grew up hunting."

Young man: "Huh?"

What does it mean to be...the husband of your ex-wife...? ? ?

Father Song continued to gesture triumphantly:

"With such a thick arm and such a tall body, it's no problem to lift such a big stone. He can carry a tree on one shoulder."

Speaking of this, Song's father was very proud: "If we only count men among the eight villages in ten miles, he is the most manly one. He's awesome!"

Young man: ...They are so awesome, how proud are you?

He really didn't understand Song's father's brain circuit, and he really couldn't compare himself to the other party, so he could only quietly stop playing.

Seeing this, Father Song felt that he had won. He lay on the bed happily, but he was not asleep. From time to time, he would open his eyes and take a look.

The same is almost true for young people. They have no choice but to go out. Even if they don't share a room today, sleeping alone will not make them sleep soundly.

In the distant Dashu Village, Song Yao had a good sleep.

After he got up, he held his chin in a daze.

There are so many things in a little child’s mind that need his attention.

I don’t know if Dad slept well last night or if he was too hot.

The county magistrate said that he would be collecting donations again today, but unfortunately his father was not at home and no one could take him to the county. He also wanted to donate the remaining boat he used as a fan.

And Brother Xiaohu and the others, what are they doing now? Is it on the boat?

Song Yao thought about it and found that he actually had so many things to worry about, and said to 005 sadly:

【005, I feel like I have grown up and I am starting to think like an adult. 】

Before 005 could reply, Grandma Song’s roar came from outside:

"Yao'er!! Why are your clothes dyed so dark!! I just praised you yesterday for being smart and today you are making trouble, right?!! Come here and wash it yourself!!"

Song Yao tried hard to wash it yesterday afternoon but couldn't get it clean at all: "..."

The child shrank his neck and ran out to act coquettishly:

"Grandma, don't be angry. I'm still a child. It's normal for children to dirty their clothes."

Grandma Song chuckled: "Kid, wash your clothes yourself!"

Song Yao could only hold the clothes and rub them with a grimace.

Because Song Yao looked weak, the Song family basically didn't let him do laundry. Until this year, he didn't look as fragile as before, and he looked like a normal and lively child. Grandma Song thought about it and decided Take that privilege by half.

If Song Yao made his clothes dirty, he would have to wash them himself.

For example, the last time Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had a fight in the mud pit, although Song's father helped him wash the bath, Grandma Song left the muddy clothes until the next day for her grandson to wash by himself.

This trick is still very effective.

Song Yao didn't like washing clothes very much. Such boring and repetitive activities were never popular with him.

So after he washed his muddy clothes once, he didn't like to play in the mud pit very much.

At this moment, he was rubbing and muttering:

"In the future, I must make a machine that can wash clothes by itself. When the time comes, I can just throw the clothes in it when they are dirty..."

When Grandma Song heard this, she praised her first: "I support you Yao'er. You must do it in the future."

Before the child could be proud, she added: "But now you have to wash it by yourself. Wash it quickly. If you don't wash it, you won't be able to eat for a while."

Song Yao pursed his lips and continued rubbing.

He didn't know what was going on, he just wanted to dye the spider some color, but for some reason, before the spider was done, he was all black.

It's a pity that he asked the county magistrate to help him buy the paint.

The child dutifully finished washing his clothes, had breakfast and went to school. The whole morning of class was uneventful. In the afternoon, he noticed that the expression on Teacher He's face was a little heavy.

After school in the afternoon, Song Yao ran to ask.

Teacher He shook his head: "I went down to get today's newspaper at noon, and the upper reaches of Suliu River burst."

Because he had been paying attention to the news about Su Liu these days, Song Yao knew what breaking the embankment meant, and he immediately asked nervously:

"What about Su Liu?"

Teacher He shook his head: "Teacher doesn't know either. I can only say that I hope everything will be fine."

Now the country is almost concentrating all its efforts to support Suliu. Not to mention material resources and funds, the People's Liberation Army and armed police have been sent there in batches.

But even if this is the case, it can only be said to be robbing lives in a dangerous situation.

Suliu was already struggling to hold on. Now that the dike bursts upstream, can they hold on?

No one knows, including the country.

All we can do is continue to hold on as long as we can.

Teacher He rubbed his forehead and patted the young shoulder of his smartest student:

"You have to study hard and serve the motherland when you grow up."

The past two years in Zhongzhou have been a bit difficult, so difficult that even ordinary people would be worried about it.

Song Yao didn't know these words; he said very skillfully: "Don't worry, teacher, we will be the most powerful country in Central Continent in the future."

Children become extremely proud when this topic is mentioned.

And there is also a little secret joy.

Hehe, adults don’t know how powerful and powerful Zhongzhou will be in the future.

But he knows!

Teacher He looked at the pure confidence and pride in the eyes of the child in front of him, smiled and touched his little head.

"He's still a child after all."

"Come! You just happened to be here. The teacher gave you some questions yesterday. Come on, do them."

Song Yao, who still wanted to go home and play after school: "..."

He went to see Teacher He pitifully, and found that the teacher had no intention of letting him go, and immediately decided to betray his teammates:

"Teacher, Zhao Xiaodong can also do this kind of problem. I'll ask him to do it together!"

While the children were studying hard, Su Liu was still in chaos.

Originally, people could have taken shelter in high places, but when the embankment burst upstream, the original height was not enough. People either went to higher places, or floated in the water with driftwood and the like waiting for rescue.

Today's Zhongzhou is not yet the most powerful country in the future. Science and technology have not yet developed, and materials are always insufficient. They can only use manpower to fight the floods.

Liu Xiaohu has been coming for reinforcements for more than 20 days. During these more than 20 days, like his comrades around him, he was extremely exhausted, but one minute of delay may cost a life.

Everyone tried their best to use various simple water tools to search and rescue everywhere.

A place where people were previously accommodated had to be moved due to a burst of embankments, and everyone was busy running around, including Liu Xiaohu.

Everyone is cautious.

It's not scary to fall into the flood. What's scary is that you will be swept away by the water.

Sometimes a sudden rush can cause people to faint directly. This is no longer a question of whether they can swim, but a question of losing strength and losing consciousness.

If a person is swept into the water, he will not be able to see anything clearly inside, and even a person who can swim will not be able to find anyone, which is equivalent to a direct judgment of death.

Even if a floating board is tied to the body and the floodwater keeps rolling, people will still be unable to stay on the water.

Liu Xiaohu had just picked up a mother and daughter. He stood on the boat and picked up the little girl first. The soldiers above caught the child and then pulled the mother up.

This is a temporary resettlement point. They need to move the trapped people here first, and then pick them up again and again to safer places.

Liu Xiaohu was soaked all over and shivering with cold, because it was still raining all around. His eyes kept blinking, and there were raindrops on his face.

The soldier above called him: "Xiaohu, come back and rest for a while. Don't lose your strength and fall down."

Liu Xiaohu didn't try to be brave. He was tired, sleepy and cold, and could hardly open his eyes.

He stretched out his hand: "You pick me up, I'll just go up and apply for a floating board, and sleep again."

His floating board had been damaged just now when he went to pick up the mother and daughter.

The soldier above immediately bent down and reached out to pick him up.

When he was about to catch Liu Xiaohu, a torrent rushed over him.

The soldiers didn't even have time to react, and watched helplessly as the other party, including the man and the boat, was sucked in.

"Little tiger?!!!"

He pulled the baffle and was about to go down to look for someone. The person next to him quickly stopped him: "Are you crazy? Do you want your life?!"

"Little Tiger was rolled down. I'll go down to find him."

"Have you forgotten what you just said before?? If you go down at this time, you two will die together!"

The soldier covered his face: "Xiaohu... I brought him out. How can I see his parents when I go back... Xiao... Xiaohu?"

He stood up suddenly: "Is that Xiaohu??"

On the water, a head emerged from the turbulent flood. Under the head was a strange and outrageously ugly circle, and Liu Xiaohu's face could be vaguely seen inside.

No matter how hard the water hit him, his face always stayed above the water.

I just don't know why, he kept his eyes closed and there was no movement.

The soldiers at the settlement site quickly threw a small boat down and dragged Liu Xiaohu up.

"What's that thing on your neck?"

"It seems that this thing is what kept Xiaohu from sinking into the water."

Everyone struggled for a long time to get the ring off Liu Xiaohu's neck, but no matter how hard they tried, Liu Xiaohu's face remained pale and his eyes were always closed.

If he hadn't been breathing, everyone would have thought he was dead.

The previous soldier almost carried the doctor over: "Doctor, look at him. He was sucked into the water. He has been like this since he was picked up. He won't wake up no matter how hard he is called."

"The waves in the water were very big. He must have choked on the water? Did he choke a lot? Look, he floated very quickly. He shouldn't be dead, right?"

The doctor also looked solemn and hurried up to check.

After an inspection, he straightened up and concluded: "Don't worry."

"But he hasn't woken up. Is it really okay?"

The doctor looked at the worried faces around him and hesitantly said:

"No problem, he is just...well..."

"Fell asleep."