The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

For more than half a year, Yang Ruxi always felt that her son seemed to be different from other children. Although sometimes I cry and make a fuss. But it seems that everything happened for a reason, even if it was not obvious at the time, there were traces to follow afterwards.

He is usually very well-behaved, although he is as crazy as the children in the same village, but rarely mischievous things happen. He loves his sister very much.

These days, there are three or four children in every family, fighting for food, playing, even a piece of clothing and a pair of shoes. So every family has children screaming and screaming every day.

But Yang Dongxu never argues, whether it is to his sister Hongying or to his younger sister Dandan. Especially for her younger sister Dandan, she loves her even more. And he loves to be clean, not as snotty as other children of the same age.

Although five or six-year-old children have no concept of men and women, boys are very naughty, so they don't like to play with girls, especially girls who are younger than them. But Yang Dongxu took his sister with him wherever he went, played with my sister when he played with me, and got out if he didn't play, and never left his sister alone.

Sometimes he and his wife made their daughter cry, and Yang Dongxu's eyes didn't look right. He also talked about these things with his wife at night. But Yang Ma, who immediately found out that something was wrong with Yang Dongxu, didn't care what her husband said.

What's so weird about kids being good? Don't you know that the children of the poor have long been in charge? My son is so well-behaved, so sensible, and so smart, he goes to Mr. Zhou's place to stay for a while from time to time, and he knows a lot of words. No less the envy of the neighbors.

Is it normal for a son to be mischievous every day and beat him three times a day? What kind of person is it that his son is not normal if he is sensible, but normal if he is a little bit bad? If I have this spare time, I might as well get a few pieces of adobe to build a pigsty while the sun is good, and buy two piglets to raise by myself.

On the mat made of reeds under the shade of the tree, looking at his sister who was asleep and still drooling next to him, Yang Dongxu looked at the sky boredly. There is half a bag of cicadas in the bag next to it, which is an extra meal for lunch today.

Some time ago, I found out that the monkey wanted to fry it, and was scolded by my mother as a prodigal son. As a result, I found out that the monkey fed the chicken, which made Yang Dongxu regret for a long time. What a good protein, how can the chicken be cheaper.

Frying is too wasteful, and my mother doesn't accept it, which makes him lose his temper.

I endured it for a few days and stole a piece of noodles, and today I found a bamboo pole to stick to it, and the good name is to coax my sister to play. People at this time basically don’t eat cicada monkeys, do they always eat cicadas?

The noodles were kneaded and washed in the water continuously, and finally the gluten was washed out and the water would become sticky after a little drying. It was a sharp weapon for cicadas to be wrapped around the tip of the bamboo pole. In a short time, Yang Dongxu made more than a catty.

As a result, my sister said she was sleepy, so she had to drag a mat to the shade of a tree to watch her sleep. In fact, this time to go swimming is the best choice.

The weather in August is already extremely hot, and even the slightly cold water in the ditch of the house surrounded by bamboo forests can be jumped into for a refreshing bath.

Thinking of those seven or eight-year-old boys and girls who haven't gone to school, or come back from school, taking a bath together, Yang Dongxu feels chills. The little girls who are older and know how to be shy are okay, those little girls who are still young and don't know anything at all, just like the little boys, stripped naked and jumped into the water.

There is a soul in his forties living in his body, watching a group of little girls playing in the water with bare buttocks without distinction, Yang Dongxu shuddered when he wanted to go there to play together.

"Forget about the air conditioner, it would be nice to have popsicles at this time." Not being able to sleep peacefully in an air-conditioned room and being bitten by mosquitoes every day Yang Dongxu can bear it, but there is nothing he can do about it. But there was no iced drink, not even an iced watermelon, which made him feel like a cat's paw.

Thinking of popsicles, a flash of light flashed in Yang Dongxu's mind. He wanted to grab it but felt that something was missing. He scratched his head and kept fanning the fan made of bamboo shoot shells.

"Damn! Why are you so stupid!" Yang Dongxu patted himself on the forehead, frightened the little sister who was sleeping next to her and waved her little hand suddenly in her sleep. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was already grinning. , brother is here, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.”

Seeing his sister calm down a little bit, and loosen her tightly clenched fists, Yang Dongxu stopped patting gently and let out a sigh of relief.

When his sister woke up, Yang Dongxu went to the village elder's house first.

"Nitre, why do you want saltpeter?" The grandfather looked at Yang Dongxu in confusion.

If it is said that Yang Dongxu's parents have only a vague feeling about his changes, then the grandpa's feelings about Yang Dongxu's inadvertent manifestations are very clear.

It's not that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, but that Yang Dongxu gets along with his parents day and night. This is like a child growing up, dangling in front of him all day, you can't feel that your child is growing up. But for an outsider who hasn't seen each other for a while, it feels very clear.

Regarding these changes, Yang Dongxu cleverly threw it on Mr. Zhou's head, asking him to take the blame for himself. After all, as a teacher in a university, Yang Dongxu is different from ordinary people after following him for a long time to read, and he is much smarter and can explain it. After all, he is a big intellectual, and they are not comparable to those farmers.

"The weather is too hot, I want to get some ice cubes to cool off, and saltpeter can make ice cubes. The method I learned from Mr. Zhou is called chemical reaction." Yang Dongxu said directly after throwing the pot, and he didn't lie.

When it comes to vision and knowledge, grandpa can't keep up with Mr. Zhou on horseback, but grandpa is not stupid, but very smart. There is such a gap only because of the limitations of life.

So you must not lie about such things. Even if Yang Dongxu has the expression of an adult in his forties to cover it up, he still cannot escape the eyes of his grandpa. This is the truth he has practiced with his own butt for more than half a year.

"Chemical reaction." The grandfather was stunned for a moment, and then nodded approvingly: "As expected of a great intellectual who knows how to make ice cubes in summer, if it was used in the past, it would be the method of a god."

Grandpa’s family doesn’t have saltpeter either, to be precise, the entire countryside doesn’t have it, because no one uses it and no one stores it. However, the grandfather promised Yang Dongxu to help him find some. Although Yangjiacun didn't have this thing, those workshops that made firecrackers must have it, because gunpowder needed this thing.

When the sun was so hot that his parents came back from the field, Yang Dongxu left his younger sister to his parents and began to go to Mr. Zhou's house to learn how to read. The treatment his parents gave him after his name.

The four hours every day are concentrated in the hot noon. When there is no way out of the heat, the parents have to go to work in the fields and need to take care of their younger sister. The younger sister is a three-year-old child who likes to wander around. Except for Yang Dongxu, his parents are very clingy to him. He doesn't play with other little kids at all without him.