Chapter 2

Song Yao was taken home by the village party secretary that day. He was often sick when he was a child, and Grandma Song strictly prohibited him from participating in any risky activities, which obviously included poking a hornet's nest. After sending the village party secretary away, Grandma Song immediately punished him to stand with a fierce face.

When he was punished, he still shouted unconvinced: "That's not a hornet, it's a bee, I didn't poke a hornet's nest!"

After shouting, he still sought 005's approval in his mind: [005, that's a beehive, right? ]

005 never predicted that the host had just learned the composition of honey and then poked a beehive.

But facing the host's question, it still answered very professionally: [Yes, host, that's a bee. 】

Getting 005's affirmation, Song Yao was more confident: "Grandma should listen to my explanation, how can you not give me a chance to explain."

Song's father stood beside him, and seeing that he was still not quiet, he said: "Your grandma doesn't care about hornets, honey bees, even if it's a donkey bee, you will still be punished for poking it."

Song Yao thought about his grandma's temper and felt that it was the same, so he could only give up his defense with his head down.

He looked at Song's father next to him: "Dad, why did grandma punish you?"

Song's father looked up at the sky: "It's nothing, I saw a hornet's nest on the road, so I poked it, and your grandma saw it while I was poking it."

As he spoke, he became happy: "I told her that I have poked that hornet's nest since I was a child, and it's absolutely fine. She didn't listen. It's also a coincidence that you were dragged back when I just stood here."

Song Yao: "..."

Now he finally knew why his grandma dragged him to the wall and made him stand as punishment when she heard that he poked a hornet's nest without even listening to his explanation.

Because he was implicated by his own father, Song Yao knew that it was useless to explain, so he stood there with his head down. It was not until the time came that Grandma Song, who had prepared the meal and served it, said to the father and son in a bad mood: "Come and eat."

Song Yao's fair and tender face immediately raised a big smile, and he trotted all the way to sit at the table, smiling at Grandma Song in a flattering way: "Grandma, you are not angry anymore, are you?"

Grandma Song had a fierce face: "I am angry! How many times have I told you that you are young and tender, and a wasp is poisonous, and a sting is enough for you. The kid from Liuye Village before, what was his name, Wang Hu, didn't he go to the hospital because he poked a wasp's nest and got stung by a wasp? Do you want to go to the hospital too?"

Song Yao shook his head quickly.

Generally, when children in their village get sick, they just go to the old doctor for a checkup. But Song Yao is different. He is the only child in the Song family. He was weak when he was young. Even now, he looks white and clean. He doesn't look as tough as other children. So every time he gets sick, as long as he has a fever, his family will take him to the hospital for treatment.

Compared with the old doctor's medicine treatment, injections are more common in hospitals. Song Yao has been stabbed and cried a lot. In his heart, the hospital is definitely the first place he doesn't want to go.

But he doesn't want to give up honey either.

It is said in "The Composition of Honey" that honey is a good thing. It can not only moisturize the lungs, but also replenish the body. In short, it is good to drink it.

Of course, the most important reason is that it tastes good. It is said to taste better than sugar water.

He has never seen anything that tastes better than sugar water since he was a child.

Song Yao pulled her grandmother's arm and said coquettishly: "That's really not a wasp, it's a bee, and there's honey in it, and it's sweet, sweeter than sugar."

Grandma Song was unmoved: "I've never heard of honey here, who told you this nonsense."

Song Yao: "I read it in their study when Shun Bo took me to the county town for a meeting."

Grandma Song was silent.

Shun Bo in Song Yao's mouth is the village party secretary.

Just like when the teacher came to the village before, the village party secretary called him over to meet people. As the face of the village, since Song Yao was four years old, every time the county held a meeting, the village party secretary would bring him.

Because he is not only good-looking but also smart, after Song Yao went to the county for the first time by accident and performed a listening and reciting performance for the county cadres, showing his excellent memory, their village's application to run a school was approved.

Although Song Yao felt that this had nothing to do with him, they went there in the morning and the application came in the afternoon. The village party secretary himself said that the application process would take several days, so it was obvious that it was approved a few days ago.

But the village party secretary firmly believed that this was the good luck brought by Song Yao.

So from then on, he would bring Song Yao with him to every meeting.

The cadres in the cadre building who were not in a meeting thought Song Yao was cute when they saw him, and taught him to read in a teasing way when they were in a meeting. As a result, he could learn it as soon as he was taught, and gradually developed into him wandering around the county government looking for books to read when everyone was in a meeting.

He was good-looking, polite and well-behaved, and the cadres working there liked him very much. Those who were not busy were willing to teach him what he didn't understand. After a few years, the village party secretary was not as familiar with Song Yao in the county government.

Originally, the old Song family didn't take it seriously, just as if the child went to the county to play. Anyway, every time Song Yao came back from the county, he was very happy, until last year, when he made an insecticide by himself.

It's actually simple to make, using local mountain plants as materials. When he was tinkering with it, his family thought he was just playing, but it turned out to be able to actually repel insects.

At first, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were skeptical, fearing that the insecticide was poisonous. After the vegetables were cooked, they did not dare to eat them, nor did they want to feed them to the chickens (if the chickens were poisoned, it would be a big loss). Instead, they asked Dad Song to catch a bird and feed it the vegetables. After confirming that the bird was alive and kicking for a few days, the whole family was as happy as the New Year.

With the insecticide made by Song Yao, they no longer had to go to the fields to catch insects after a busy day. Their own child made such a useful thing, so they naturally wanted to ask him how he knew this method.

Song Yao said he saw it in a book at the county government.

Since then, every time before he went to the county government, Grandma Song would pull him there and tell him to study hard.

The strong atmosphere of yearning for knowledge in Dashu Village started from this incident.

They were all from the same village. The Song family naturally wanted to share with everyone the good news that they could make insecticides from some plants and increase production. Of course, they had to remember this favor. In addition, Song's father always loved to brag about his son. When this happened, he almost praised his son to the sky.

So, the whole village knew that Song Yao from the Song family could read and read books. He also made insecticides by reading books and increased the grain production of the whole village. Why was all this because of? Because he had knowledge!

Before the villagers learned that books can bring you a golden house, they first learned that books can bring you insecticides.

Because he read books and then made insecticides by himself, Song Yao became a recognized scholar in the village. When he walked in the village, he would always be stuffed with food, either peanuts or pancakes, and some wild fruits picked from the mountains, which made him the child who had no shortage of snacks in the village.

As a result, every time the village party secretary went to the county for a meeting, he would take some time to read the books there, trying to find some ways to increase grain production. Of course, there was no effect.

Now when Song Yao said that the honey in the beehive was found in the book of the county government, Grandma Song believed it a little. She hesitated: "Will there be such a thing in the book?"

She did see honey for sale when she went to the county to buy things before, but the price was very expensive for them. It cost two yuan per kilogram. Two yuan was equivalent to the family's expenses for six or seven days.

If she could get it for free... Grandma Song was a little tempted.

Song Yao felt guilty and whispered: "There are many people writing books, so everything can be found in the books."

Grandma Song thought about it and said: "Yes, you saw the method of insecticide in the book."

Song Yao felt even more guilty.

Because he didn't read that method in the county government at all, he learned it in the learning system.

It's just that he was sick when he first got the learning system. Every time he told his family about 005, they insisted that he was confused due to fever and carried him to the hospital.

After a few times, Song Yao learned his lesson and realized that others could not understand 005. He stared at the needle in the doctor's hand and decided not to mention the fact that he had a learning system in his mind.

Song Yao thought about the course saying that honey was sweet, and swallowed his saliva greedily: "Grandma, didn't you say you would buy me candy last time? If we have this honey, it can replace sugar, and then we don't have to spend money to buy it."

Grandma Song pondered. When Song Yao was malnourished, she heard from others that the folk remedy was that letting children drink sugar water would work, so every year, sugar was soaked in water for Song Yao to drink. I don't know if it's really the folk remedy that works or what, anyway, Song Yao's face looks rosier every year.

If the honey can really replace sugar and leave some money for buying sugar, that would be the best. Besides, honey that costs two yuan a pound must be a good thing. Maybe the youngest can be stronger after drinking it.

As she was thinking, Grandpa Song, who had been silent all the time, spoke up: "It's okay to get it down and have a look."

Grandpa Song usually doesn't talk, and his words are usually brief, but when he makes a decision, Grandma Song usually agrees. Once he opens his mouth, the matter is settled.

Song Yao was happy. He was not afraid of being stung, so he turned around and went to find his pole.

Dad Song was also happy: "If the honey is really the same as sugar, our family won't have to buy sugar."

Grandpa Song looked at the happy father and son and said coldly: "Youngest, don't go. Let your dad go."

Song Yao, who was eager to try: "..."

Before Dad Song got excited, Grandpa Song slowly added: "You are not allowed to take the basket at home. Just go like this."

The expression on Dad Song's face collapsed immediately.

If you don't put a backpack on your head and go to poke a beehive, you will be stung if you don't run as fast as you can.

He has experience in this regard. When he was a child, he was stung a lot because he ran too slowly.

Both father and son were wilted.

But looking at Grandpa Song who was eating slowly, the two did not dare to say anything. Grandpa Song's words were still very effective at home.

Grandpa Song continued: "Youngest, you go and watch, go to the house and watch, don't do anything."

Song Yao wanted to say that he also wanted to poke it, but seeing his grandfather's face, he didn't dare to say anything.

Grandpa Song looked at his son again: "Watch the youngest, if he gets stung, I won't beat him, but you."

Song's father agreed with a sad face, guessing that this time his father wanted him to be stung in front of Song Yao, so that Song Yao would realize what the consequences of poking a beehive would be.

Just educate the child, there is no need to sacrifice him.

However, Song's father only dared to think about these words in his heart, and he dared not to let him say it.

He looked bitter, raised his eyes and met Song Yao's eyes.

Song Yao also looked at him with a bitter face.

The father and son looked at each other.

Song's father: It's good to be a child, just waiting to eat.

Song Yao: It's good to be an adult, and you can poke a beehive openly.

For a moment, both of them showed desire and envy for each other.

Grandpa Song was drinking the porridge slowly, thinking that the family had only saved 95 yuan this year. Although it can last for a year if you spend it frugally, but the son is unreliable and the youngest is young, it is better to save more money.

If it is really honey, let my son go to the county to see if he can sell it. Isn't the country advocating that everyone should be brave enough to do business recently? With the money from selling, there is money to buy milk powder. With milk powder, the youngest child can eat it to replenish his body. If he is healthy, his brain will be healthy. If he is healthy, he can go to college. By the way, speaking of going to college, there is a new teacher in the village. I have to let the youngest child study well. I don't know if Teacher He has eaten it. Should I send her some eggs and get closer to the teacher...

Next to the school, He Junwen, who didn't know how many parents were talking about her, had just prepared the lesson plan. After putting it away, she looked at the lights on in the house not far away.

Before the village party secretary and others left, they specifically told her that there were still several families around the school. If there was anything, they would hear and come to help. It must be said that this gave He Junwen a lot of security.

She looked at the unfinished letter on the table, took it and continued writing:

[Although the children in this village are a little naughty, the adults are still very reliable...]

Thinking of this, she glanced at something from the corner of her eye, and He Junwen subconsciously looked up, only to see Song Yao, who had been taken away before, walking by the window again, but this time he didn't hold the pole in his hand. When he saw her looking at him, he immediately showed a cute smile on his face and greeted her very politely:

"Hello, teacher."

Before He Junwen could react, Song's father was walking behind his son with a pole in his hand. When he saw her, he also greeted her enthusiastically: "Hello, Teacher He."

The father and son walked over slowly and naturally.

He Junwen: "..."

She always felt that the pole in Song's father's hand looked familiar, and it looked like the one Song Yao held before poking the beehive.

Did she see it wrongly?

After a few seconds of silence, He Junwen opened the door and poked his head out to look out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The sudden loud voice startled her, and when she looked closely, she saw Song's father throwing away his pole and running towards the open space. There was a beehive on the ground behind him, and a small group of black dots were chasing him in the air.

He Junwen: "..."

That... is a bee? ?

She watched Song's father running fast, shouting as he ran: "Ah ...