Chapter 140 (Chapter 140 (I Have to Ask for Leave to Make a Comment...)

Dad doesn’t want to be a dad anymore, but he still has to write the letter.

Song Yao was tired of writing and didn't want to give up halfway, so he frantically invited his friends to write together.

Euphemistically saying: "Although we are young now, we will always be fathers in the future. This is also a kind of advance practice!"

This reason is nonsense.

But what's even more ridiculous is that all the children who heard this reason agreed.

Not only that, they also made some eloquent remarks about "what would I do if I became a father?"

It can be seen that although they are still young, they are looking forward to becoming fathers.

A military comrade with two children at home was driving while listening to Zhou Yi's free and easy speech later, "If my baby doesn't like to study, then I will never force him to study, I will still play with him." He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Still a child.

I think he had the same idea when he was a child. Later...

The military comrade wanted to share his thoughts with Yuan Jiang, who was also an adult, while he was stopping to avoid the truck. Then he found that Yuan Jiang was nodding his head expressionlessly, as if he agreed with what Monday said.

While waiting to get off the car to rest, Yuan Jiang took the initiative to ask Song Yao for letter paper and pen, saying that he planned to send letters to several children of his comrades.

From the fact that the tall soldier stopped to consult from time to time while writing, you can see how seriously he wrote.

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The comrades in the military who were mentally shocked silently shut up.

Song Yao and the others were busy again. Except for Wang Duo who got carsick, none of the other children escaped.

They all divided the letter paper, racked their brains, and wrote the letter seriously.

All aspects and angles, whether it is life or mood, must be taken into consideration. If you don't know how to write something, you have to ask for help from military brothers who are fathers.

By the time these dozen letters were finished, the children felt that they were exhausted and paralyzed even though they didn't write many words.

While resting, Wang Hua leaned weakly on her younger brother: "It turns out that being a father is so difficult, so I'd better not be a father in the future."

Even Song Yao, who was always energetic, leaned against Yuan Jiang's arm and yawned several times:

"So, giving birth to a child requires more exams. You see, even geniuses like us can't handle it, let alone other people."

He felt that those parents who did not want to recognize their daughters for fear of embarrassment were extremely stupid, otherwise they could not even tell that their daughters were victims.

After he regained his composure, Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but ask:

"Yao'er, is the control of public opinion you told Grandpa Wu about before related to Project 68?"

Song Yao readily admitted: "Yes! But it's just an idea. I'll ask my grandma and the others when I get back to confirm how to implement it."

Zhao Xiaodong wondered: "Why are you asking your grandma? Isn't this a scientific research project?"

Song Yao raised his head proudly: "You didn't know this! When it comes to public opinion! My grandma is the most powerful in the whole village! Of course I want to learn from her!"

Zhou Yi was curious: "Is it so powerful?"

"Of course, and my grandma never went to school when she was a child, but she relied on her own hard work to pass the academic qualifications and become a teacher. Now she is a primary school teacher in our village!"

It happened that everyone was celebrating the New Year at his house this year, and Song Yao took the opportunity to tell other friends how kind and kind his grandma was, so that they would not be embarrassed when they came to visit her for the first time.

Of course, there must be a little bit of artistic processing.

The insider, Zhao Xiaodong, twitched his eyes and watched helplessly as Song Yao almost piled all kinds of beautiful adjectives on Grandma Song. With such a beaming look, it was impossible to tell how hard she howled when she was spanked by Grandma Song.

In Song Yao's words, Grandma Song is gentle, Grandpa Song is kind, Father Song... Father Song has been seen by everyone, so he can't process it artistically.

Song Yao's mother who was quick at work, her kind stepfather, her two well-behaved and sensible stepbrothers, and her seventh grandfather who loved telling stories were all treasures that Song Yao cherished.

Yuan Jiang had been listening silently, and only when he heard Grandpa Seven, his eyelids jumped suddenly.

The various magical stories told by the old man still leave a shadow in his mind.

I hope he won't come up with a few new stories.

It was still a long but not boring journey at all. The children sang, wrote letters, cut down trees (why are the trees always injured), made bows and arrows and darts, and secretly expected a few bad guys to pop up from time to time.

After having his first experience against the enemy, Song Yao said that he would definitely strike first when encountering a bad guy again and would never give the bad guy the slightest chance to resist.

But brother Yuan Jiang said that there is a high probability that it won’t happen.

Because their departure this time was not the same as when they set off from the University of Science and Technology, three military vehicles followed directly behind the two vehicles.

Note that this military vehicle is different from the one they drive. It is a more traditional vehicle that military comrades would drive when doing tasks. It has a fairly short body at the back and can seat ten soldiers in one vehicle. .

In other words, because of this pursuit, the number of military comrades protecting them has increased by more than thirty.

There were five cars and dozens of people. Not to mention the robbers, even the animals on the road ran away very fast when they saw them.

The journey was uneventful and we arrived at Xinghe County.

As soon as he entered the county, Song Yao's sharp eyes saw his father standing under a tree, chatting with several mothers-in-law and grandfathers, and drinking water from a cup.

"Dad!! It's my dad!!!"

Song Yao was extremely excited! ! !

He couldn't wait to tell his dad what they had been up to these days, how popular he was in school, how many people they had just beaten.

besides! ! He is a college student now!

What's this? !

Returning home in glory! !

Yuan Jiang, who was driving, also saw it and the vehicle slowly stopped.

Song Yao jumped out like flying with her short legs:

"dad!!!"

Because it was winter, Song Yao was wearing very thick clothes. Although he had grown taller, he was still short in stature, so he still looked... like a ball.

When Dad Song heard his son's voice, he turned his head in surprise and saw a big furry white ball running towards him.

After running twice, Song Yao, the big white ball, didn't pay attention to his feet. He tripped on a stone and swung his two short hands twice. He still couldn't steady himself and fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

Because she wore so much, Song Yao didn't feel any pain at all.

But because he was wearing so much, no matter how hard he tried to move his hands and feet, he just couldn't get up.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Dad Song: "..."

The person involved, Song Yao: "..."

After returning to his hometown in glory, he turned into a turtle on the ground and couldn't get up. Song Yao (student at university) could not believe that the first thing he did when he returned home in glory was to turn into a little turtle in front of his father.

He looked at the sky in aggrieved manner and pursed his lips.

With a cry of wow, college student Song Yao left a loud cry in his hometown of Xinghe County.