Chapter 129 (Chapter 129...)

Song Yao has always been confident.

Especially after his friends expressed their support for him, he became more confident.

Children have their own logic: "If I can't achieve this goal, why should they support me?"

So several military comrades watched Song Yao write down the new goal of [I want to change the world] in the goal book with a serious face.

Several people: "..."

Forget it, he's just a child.

Song Yao had the help of the children, and the hole in the car was slowly filled to the extent he wanted.

What makes people feel fortunate and regretful is that they didn't meet anyone face to face along the way, and the vertical bars of the car hole made by the children did not find a useful opportunity.

They were almost in Wangjiang, and they stopped to eat in the last county town near Wangjiang.

Because this place is closest to Wangjiang, everyone has great expectations for being able to ask accurate information in this county town.

But good luck didn't come to them. After Song Yao went up to ask, he still returned empty-handed.

Seeing the child come back with an unaffected look on his face, he opened the notebook that had already recorded a lot of things and started recording. Not to mention Yuan Jiang, even the soldier couldn't help but sympathize with him.

They had been watching all the way, and everyone could see how serious and attentive Song Yao was to this matter.

Finding the target, asking for information, and recording information, the child did it all by himself without asking for help from adults.

And now, all his efforts were in vain, how could people not feel distressed.

Whether it was adults or children, they couldn't help but be a little solemn, even Zhao Xiaodong carefully comforted Song Yao:

"Little one, it's okay, we will definitely find it easier when we get to Wangshan."

Song Yao was looking through the book with a serious face, Hearing this, he looked up in surprise:

"No need to go to Wangshan to check, isn't the result out?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "???"

He looked at the useless information recorded by Song Yao in the notebook, with a confused look on his face:

"Where is the result? Aren't the people in Wangshan mentioned here all normal?"

Song Yao hadn't spoken yet, Zhou Yi started talking first:

"Integrate the information, of course, you have to integrate it together before you can use it."

Song Yao: "Yes, now we have a lot of information in our hands, and it's easy to see the problem when we put them together."

He tore off the information in the notebook page by page, not caring about the grass on the ground, and carefully arranged the pages:

"You see, the people in Wangshan who come out to work are divided into two types. The first type is hardworking and not afraid of hard work. If they are not married, they are very positive when people around them introduce them to a partner."

Zhou Yi He also laid out the remaining pages Song Yao handed to him, and continued with Song Yao's words:

"The second type is lazy and unwilling to work. Although they also want to make money, they are unwilling to make progress. They have no money, no skills, no looks, and they don't work hard. But even such people are not happy when others introduce them to a girl, and they are picky and dislike the girl."

Song Yao pointed at the records on his side: "All the people here are from the city or small town at the foot of Wangshan Mountain."

Zhou Yi: "Eighty percent of the people here say that their hometown is in Qunshan Peak, and they all admire their hometown very much."

Song Yao continued: "The most important thing is that there are at least five villages in Qunshan Peak, but we have walked all the way and there is not a single female worker."

The two of them talked back and forth, and the military brothers had gathered together with Yuan Jiang, and even the other children couldn't help but come over.

Zhao Xiaodong is very smart. Song Yao and Zhou Yi clearly put clues in front of him. He thought of many doubts:

"Since you admire your hometown, why do you want to work outside?"

Zhou Er also frowned: "You don't have any ability, why do you dislike the person introduced by others?"

Wang Hua: "Poor people need to work hard to earn money. They like their hometown but have to work outside because they need to make money. Logically, people who lack money should not be lazy. How can they be so lazy?"

If it were a city kid who had never suffered, he might not understand what was wrong with the points listed by Song Yao and Zhou Yi.

But among the children present, even Song Yao, who was the most spoiled by his family, had never seen many lazy people.

Because there is no such confidence.

If the farmers are lazy, who will farm? Who will collect the grain? What to eat and drink?

Farming is 70% of your own efforts and 30% depends on whether the weather is good or not. It is not an exaggeration to say that a person who is too lazy to farm will starve to death.

Apart from other things, burning firewood for heating in winter also requires diligence to collect firewood.

A lazy person can be said to be an exception, but if all the migrant workers coming out of the mountains are lazy, that's not right.

Song Yao clicked on Zhou Yi's message:

"And according to their conditions, why do they dislike those sisters?"

The people I met along the way were all very angry. They introduced their partners, and although they couldn't introduce good ones, they were at least diligent, quick, and not ugly.

Although it was just a mention, the girls didn't dislike them yet, but they disliked the girls first.

It doesn't make sense no matter where it is.

Song Yao said: "If it were in our village, someone would be willing to introduce a partner to a suitable person, then people would definitely be very grateful."

"This attitude of a person may be just his own problem, but if all the people who come out to work in the mountains are like this..."

"They are lazy but haven't starved to death because someone is working for them."

"They like their hometown and are lazy but have to work because they need money."

"They dislike girls who are better off than themselves because they have seen better people."

This person is naturally a woman.

The child combed all the threads in one breath, and suddenly looked up at the big and small people around him, and asked in a childish voice that could even be called plain:

"You say, they need money, what do they want to buy?"

Everyone present got goose bumps with this sentence.

In a backward mountain with no electricity, no school, no education, and even a few hours of walking on the mountain road.

What would they want to buy?

A soldier smiled bitterly: "Just thinking about it deeply, I feel cold all over."

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as bone-chilling cold.

He thought that Song Yao's persistence was right.

There is an incredible secret hidden in these mountains.

Two hours later, the vehicle drove into Wangshan.

In the distance, the peaks stood quietly. The child leaned out of the car window and snorted:

"I will check every inch of this place!"

Yuan Jiang was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he said: "The terrain in the mountains is complicated and the people are exclusive. It is difficult to carry out the work here. Let's go to the experimental base first."

Although Song Yao was talking big, it did not affect him to nod obediently:

"Don't worry, brother Yuan Jiang, I know."

Although he was not afraid of those people and was confident in their newly made "big baby", he was no longer an eight-year-old child.

You still can't be impulsive when doing things.

No matter how much you want to rush up directly, you have to consider that he is not a public security officer in Wangshan. Even if brother Yuan Jiang and his men are active soldiers, they cannot act without permission from the Wangshan government.

The kid sat back with a hum: "They got a bargain!"

He looked up at the black thing on the roof of the car, and suppressed his eagerness:

"I really want to try them."

It will definitely be amazing. This is the best of all the hot weapons of Song Yao.

Oh, what a pity!

In a distant mountain, two middle-aged men were lying on a tree and squinting their eyes, with greed in their eyes:

"My God, these two cars can drive so well on wild roads."

"Could they be military cars? I have seen such cars in the military, so let's not cause trouble, right?"

"What are you afraid of? They only have two cars in this wilderness. How many people do we have?"

The middle-aged man smiled with big yellow teeth: "We are in need of cars. Let's do this! Go back and call people!"

"But..."

He slapped another man in the face: "But what but?!"

"Look at how much firepower two cars can have? How much firepower do we have?!"

He was full of confidence:

"Can we lose against them?!"