Chapter 25 (Chapter 25 (Updated)...)

After eating, Song Yao dug out his small backpack, took the bamboo tube rice, and waited eagerly at the door of Song's father's room.

Dad Song, who still wanted to go back to sleep again: "..."

He tried to discuss with his son: "Can we go to the county later?"

"Don't you just want to go to the county government to look for books? You can find books quickly, so it doesn't matter if you go later."

Song Yao begged pitifully: "Dad, we can't be late. The county government has many books. It's very difficult to find them."

Father Song was vacillating between "Then let my son go early" and "Why don't we just go back to sleep".

In the end, Grandma Song, who came over with a big cake, made the final decision:

"If Yao'er wants to read and study, that's a good thing to make progress. It's also good to go early."

She wrapped the big cake she made specially in the morning in oil paper and put it in Song Yao's small backpack.

He told him: "When you see the county magistrate, give him this to eat. Do you understand?"

Song Yao was so attracted by the smell of the cake that he kept looking back.

You must know that the Song family rarely makes pancakes. After all, pancakes still require oil and flour.

Even if they are not hungry, the children are still hungry:

"Grandma, the county magistrate has a small appetite and cannot eat such a big pie."

Grandma Song stroked her grandson's black hair and said, "You don't care whether he can eat or not. This is etiquette."

"You go to someone's property to look for books, why don't you give him something to eat to express your gratitude?"

Song Yao wanted to say that the county magistrate always welcomed everyone to study at the county government, but obviously Grandma Song couldn't listen.

In previous years, Song Yao could be said to have gone to meetings with the village party secretary, but this time there was no such reason.

The book is so expensive, and if someone is willing to let them read it, it is because of their kindness, and they can't help but be grateful.

Father Song was urged to get up from the bed, hold his son's little hand and walk towards the county without complaint.

While walking, he couldn't help teasing Song Yao:

"Hey, Yao'er, dad wanted you to read, but he didn't even get enough sleep. How can you repay dad?"

Song Yao said seriously: "Dad, you can also study at the county government."

He patted his chest and said, "I'm very good at finding books. No matter dad, you want to learn mathematics, Chinese, or history and geography, I can find them."

Dad Song: "...Actually, it's good that I didn't sleep in. You don't have to repay me."

The two of them wandered all the way to the county, and headed towards the county government with a clear goal.

The county government is the tallest building in the county. It is said that this building was attacked by artillery fire during the war. It was later rebuilt by the head of the family and donated to the army as a base.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the owner of this building signed a formal donation letter again, and it became the county government of their county.

The county government is large and empty.

After the current county magistrate took office, he collected a lot of books and put them in it, and some people who had books at home donated some. Gradually, the number of books here became the largest in the county.

The county magistrate later said that anyone from the county can come to the county government to borrow books.

Father Song has not been to the county government for a long time. As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the orderly appearance everywhere:

"When I came to the county government ten years ago, this building was so dilapidated that even the tables, chairs and benches had three legs. It has only been ten years, and the changes have been huge."

Song Yao liked to hear these things that he didn't know, so he immediately pricked up his ears:

"Dad, was the county government very broken ten years ago?"

Father Song nodded: "It's broken. It wasn't broken at that time. Now you are enjoying the blessings and can still eat. I was often hungry when I was a child."

Song Yao was shocked: "Why? Didn't you farm the land well?"

In his opinion, only those who do not cultivate the land well will not have enough to eat, just like Sister Axiu's family in Xiaoshu Village.

In her family, both her parents are lazy and cannot harvest enough, so sister Axiu often doesn't have enough to eat.

Father Song laughed at his son's naivety: "You brat, do you think that as long as you farm the land well, you won't be short of food?"

Song Yao opened her round eyes, with "Isn't it?" written all over her face?

Father Song gave him popular science:

"Do you think our family has enough food?

When you were one and a half years old, the harvest in the fields failed. You were so hungry that you cried. It was only your father who killed a wild roe deer and exchanged it for food, so you didn't starve to death. "

Song Yao was shocked: "Is our family really that poor?"

In my impression, he has eaten fine grains since childhood.

He always thought that his family was very rich.

Father Song corrected him: "It's not that our family is poor, it's that everyone was poor at that time."

Seeing that his son still looked in disbelief, Father Song realized that his son seemed to have a misunderstanding about his family's financial situation.

"There was a severe drought that year, and people across the country were unable to open the pot. At that time, many people could not bear to chew tree bark and eat soil. The situation in our county is better, and we can't handle your kid who vomits as soon as he eats whole grains and would rather be hungry than eat.

Your grandma was so worried at that time, she held you while crying and coaxing you to eat whole grains. If your little dad hadn't brought you rice and grains, you might not be here now. "

In fact, what Father Song said was a bit of an understatement.

Song Yao was already weak. At one and a half years old, he was not as big as others who were half a year older. His throat was extremely tender, and he would get blood cuts whenever he ate whole grains.

How can a child know so much? If it hurts, he will refuse to eat it. When he is hungry, he will be weak. When he is weak, he will feel more uncomfortable and unwilling to eat.

At that time, the Song family thought they would not be able to support the child.

Dad Song cried so much that he wanted to kneel down and beg his son to eat.

Of course, he would never admit that he cried at this moment. He just pinched his son's white and tender little face:

"It's only in the past two years that everything has improved. Otherwise, how could you have such a good taste, eating meat or eggs every day."

Song Yao looked at a loss.

How could he remember when he was one and a half years old? Now listening to his father talking about it, he felt like listening to someone else's story.

[005, is what my father said true? ]

005 didn't know: [Host, I wasn't here at that time. ]

It checked the information in the database: [But according to history, the forty years before the founding of the country was indeed a difficult period. ]

Afraid that the host would be scared, it specially added:

[But the book also said that these forty years were the forty years since the founding of Zhongzhou Country, and also the most difficult forty years. After going through them, everything will slowly get better. ]

Song Yao was refreshed and directly ignored the word "slowly".

That's what he said!

Their Zhongzhou country is going to be the strongest country in the interstellar world in the future!

This is also the reason why Song Yao is inexplicably confident about his own economy and even the economy of the whole village and the whole country.

After all, when 005 came to Song Yao, the child was just seven years old.

It is the most suitable time to learn and absorb knowledge.

But at that time, there were no peers around him, and his parents were also very busy. He was weak since he was a child. At the age of seven, he was not as strong as other children of four or five years old. Grandma Song did not dare to let him leave his parents' sight.

So in this year, Song Yao was most exposed to systematic learning and education from more than three thousand years later.

Zhongzhou country more than three thousand years later is certainly not so narcissistic.

But confident.

Some things do not need to be emphasized by yourself, and various test questions can subtly let children have the concept of "our country is so great and strong".

For example:

[What are the reasons for Zhongzhou country's status as the strongest country in the interstellar world? ]

[75u planet provoked Zhongzhou country a few years later and submitted a surrender application to our country? ]

[Why is Zhongzhou country the most difficult country in the universe to apply for nationality transfer? ]

Song Yao grew up under such test questions.

How could he not be confident?

If it weren't for Teacher He's words, he still thinks he can choose the spacecraft department when he grows up.

Song Yao, who has been exposed to the history and culture of thousands of years later for a year, obviously will not change sides because of his father's words.

So he stretched out his arms, motioned his father to pick him up, and patted his father's arm like a little adult:

"It's okay, everything will be fine starting this year."

He clenched his little fist: "Our Zhongzhou country is the first... the first powerful country in the future, time will prove everything!"

Song's father:... Teacher He is really too confident.

He just opened his mouth to say something, and heard an excited cheer:

"Good!"

This sound was like a loud bell, which frightened Song's father so much that he trembled directly, and his hand holding his son almost loosened.

He turned his head and saw an old man in a gray-blue shirt coming over with an admiring look on his face and touching his son's little head.

"A strong youth means a strong country. If the next generation of our Zhongzhou is like you, Zhongzhou will rise."

"I only hope that the children of our country can think this way."

Song Yao was praised very happily: "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."

Song's father had never seen him before. He was a little timid when he saw that he spoke in a literary way.

Which cadre is this?

He spoke so majestically and looked so imposing. He must be a high-ranking official.

But Song Yao was not afraid at all. He slid off his father and pulled the old man's arm:

"Grandpa Wang, are you not busy today?"

The old man laughed and picked up the child: "I am still very busy, but I couldn't help but come over when I heard what you said."

"My son, I heard that the teacher from your village is here. It seems that he is a good teacher."

Song Yao nodded very proudly: "Teacher He is very good. Everyone in our village likes Teacher He very much!"

"Then you must learn from the teacher well and serve the motherland when you grow up."

Hearing these familiar words, Song's father suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Song Yao raised his head confidently and said familiarly:

"Of course, when I grow up, I will make our Zhongzhou country the strongest country."

Song's father covered his face.

It would be fine if he said this in front of his family, but he could imagine his son's social death when he grew up by bragging in the county government.

The old man didn't think it was a big deal. He thought Song Yao was very ambitious.

Although he didn't think Song Yao could do it.

But it didn't stop him from praising:

"Not bad, not bad, this goal is very good, grandpa knows you can definitely do it."

Song Yao nodded excitedly.

He chattered about how hard he worked to achieve this goal.

He studied for more than eight hours every day.

He did a lot of questions given by Teacher He.

He even had to review the previous content before going to bed.

It was obviously a very ordinary daily life for a child, but when it came out of Song Yao's mouth, there was an inexplicable feeling of ups and downs and busyness.

But this can't hide that he was talking about some very small things.

Seeing that Song Yao had already talked about what Teacher He taught them on the first day, and what Teacher He taught them on the third day, and was about to talk about the fourth day, Song's father was scratching his head.

Others have said they are very busy, why is his son still talking to them non-stop?

The other party is obviously a senior official, what if his son delays things?

He can interrupt him, and the old man looks happy to hear it.

He praises his son for his diligence and hard work from time to time, and helps him explain the things he doesn't understand:

"Your grandma is right. Since he has left the stall, the money is probably not coming back. If your father goes to make a scene, the other party may even blame him."

"But who is this person? A cadre, how can he be greedy for the hard-earned money of ordinary people?"

Song Yao angrily told him the appearance of the person his father told him.

Father Song was unable to stop him, and he didn't care about the struggle, so he stepped forward:

"I haven't been to the government compound many times, so I don't know his name. We are also afraid of misunderstanding a good person. Let's forget about it."

The old man pondered for a moment: "It can't be forgotten."

"I know him. He is not from our county. He often comes here on business trips. I have heard that he really likes to take advantage of people. I didn't expect that he could take advantage of the people's bad calculations to cheat people.

It's really shameless! Not only did he lose face for our county, but also for their county!"

He became more and more angry as he spoke, and he directly promised:

"Don't worry, I will let all the cadres in this building know about this!"

Father Song was terrified when he heard it.

All the cadres... that must be very difficult. He dared not ask for such a big favor:

"No, no, it's too much trouble for you. It's also my fault for not paying attention. I'll pay attention next time."

The old man: "It's not a trouble. It's just a matter of convenience."

He was very confident: "In this building, there is no place I can't go. I think it's very convenient to pass on the message."

Song Yao also nodded: "Yes, Dad, Grandpa Wang is very powerful. He has never failed to pass on the message he wants to pass on."

Song's father was even more surprised.

How high must this old man's official position be so that everyone can hear what he wants to pass on.

Oh my God, this is the first time he has spoken to a senior official face to face.

I have to brag about it when I go back.

As he was thinking, the old man looked up at the clock on the wall:

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to work. My dear son, study hard and serve the motherland."

Song Yao said confidently: "I will!"

Then he looked at Song's father: "Comrade, study hard and don't be fooled again."

Song's father: "...I will."

Seeing that both father and son nodded in agreement, the old man left with satisfaction.

Song's father watched him walk away, then leaned close to his son's ear and whispered:

"My dear son, what does this comrade do? He looks so powerful."

Song Yao: "Isn't it obvious?"

Song's father: "? Where is it obvious?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old man walk to the broom, pick it up skillfully and start sweeping the floor.

He was sweeping the floor at the door slowly. The busy cadres who came in would greet and leave directly, while the unbusy cadres would look around and ask:

"Uncle Wang, is there anything going on in the county these days? I just came back from another county, and I'm afraid I can't keep up with everyone else's progress."

The old man looked left and right, and then spoke to him in a low voice while sweeping the floor, as if he was telling you a secret.

When the other cadres who were passing by saw him like this, they immediately pricked up their ears:

"What's wrong? Uncle Wang, what have you heard? I want to hear it too."

In a moment, the old man was surrounded by the new cadres who came in, and some cadres who had already sat down stood up and looked over here eagerly.

Song's father even saw the county magistrate holding an enamel cup and squeezed in.

He: "...Little one, this comrade can't be..."

Song Yao raised his little chin with great pride:

"In the entire government building, there is no place that Grandpa Wang can't go to, and no words that he can't spread."

"He is the only cleaner in the entire building! Awesome!"