Chapter 39 (Chapter 39 (40,000 Nutrient Solution Plus...)

After frequent trips to the county, Song Yao's life was back on track.

He is very interested in making various moving wooden animals recently.

In fact, the principle is the same as the wooden frog given to (scare) Teacher He. It is simple and easy to make.

But for a child, if you ask him to repeat the fan that has been researched, he will definitely not be happy.

However, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong worked hard together every day to make various animal wind-up toys based on this simple principle and simple process.

They are keen on making all kinds of little animals to scare other people.

They don't dare to scare the adults. Their own adults know how to spank them, and the adults in other families will also complain. After the complaint is over... they still have to be spanked.

This point refers to Teacher He.

So after Song Yao discussed with Zhao Xiaodong, he targeted the children in the village to scare him.

However, everyone is free to crawl around and grow freely. Little frogs and grasshoppers cannot scare them.

Even after discovering them, the children in Dashu Village will be super happy to play with these toys like treasures.

I am also very grateful to Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong who gave me toys.

After once again receiving the message "Yao'er, you are so kind to me, thank you, I will definitely help you talk when we play cockfighting in the future, and let them take you to play", Song Yao became autistic.

The child ran to Zhao Xiaodong in grief and anger:

"You guessed it wrong, they are not afraid even if it is turned into a spider!"

Zhao Xiaodong felt guilty: "I just said that casually, who knew you actually did it."

Song Yao snorted: "It's very simple anyway, I just made it casually."

He learned from the experience and reflected on it, thinking that the reason why these toys could not scare his classmates was because they were too simple.

"You see, they have to wind it up to make it move. Plus we didn't paint it, so everyone can tell it's fake at a glance. Of course they're not afraid if they know it's fake."

Does Zhao Xiaodong think this is nonsense?

"Can you still make something that can move without being wound up?"

That's what Song Yao thought.

He vowed: “Not only can it move without winding up, we can also remotely control it and make it crawl around like a real spider.

It will scare wherever we want it to crawl, and everyone will definitely be scared! "

Zhao Xiaodong felt that Song Yao might have had too many study tasks recently, and he was stupid.

"I believe you when you say it can crawl around. How can you control something made of wood? Unless you pull a string to it."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused.

Song Yao also looked at him with bright eyes.

The two children looked at each other and laughed treacherously.

Zhao Xiaodong: "We can hide in a tree, tie the thread to the spider, and then throw it down! Then...hehehehehe."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly and added: "Don't be a spider. Spiders are not scary enough. Let's do something special!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it seriously: "Yes! Let's make snakes!"

Although the snakes around Dashu Village are basically non-venomous, children are still very afraid of them.

Sometimes there is a snake in the village, and everyone yells for the adults to catch it.

Song Yao was a little timid.

He is one of those people who is afraid of snakes.

This was one of the reasons why he never did it even though snakes were the scariest thing.

But in front of his good friends, the child didn't want to appear worried, so he tried his best to say dryly:

"Snake, isn't it easy to be a snake?"

Zhao Xiaodong is not afraid of snakes, and he enthusiastically gave Song Yao Amway:

"How can it be difficult to make? Isn't it just a long strip? Just find a piece of wood and make a long strip."

Song Yao swallowed his saliva and forced himself to be confident: "How can that be done! Am I such a lax person?!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "You... aren't you?"

He picked up a long ball-like toy and handed it over: "Look at the grasshopper you gave me last time."

Song Yao glanced at the eye-shaped grasshopper guiltily: "That snake is different..."

Zhao Xiaodong scratched his head, wondering: "What's different?"

Song Yao: "...It's just different anyway!"

He thought for a few seconds and finally came up with a good excuse: "Snakes swim when they move. Just making them long doesn't look realistic at all."

"And the snake's body is so thin, it can get into many places. I think if we are going to do it, we must study how to control these toys. It is best to use the things it sees. Can also be seen.

So it is very difficult to study. I think we should put it aside for now and do it again after we have learned more and become more powerful. "

As Song Yao talked, he gradually deceived himself, his expression gradually became more confident, and finally he concluded: "That's why we can't be snakes."

Zhao Xiaodong looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds: "Yao'er, aren't you afraid of snakes?"

Song Yao: "You're talking nonsense! I didn't!"

Seeing that Zhao Xiaodong still had a "You're like this and you still say you don't have it" look on his face, he looked away guiltily:

"I, I just feel that we haven't studied enough, so I want to put it back."

He also went to find 005: [005, right? I will definitely be able to make a snake like that in the future, right? 】

005: [Is the host talking about the snake-shaped exploration machine? There are indeed many similar machines in our time. 】

Song Yao was stunned.

Hey, there really is.

He was just thinking about it.

After receiving 005's affirmative answer, the guilt on his face was instantly wiped away.

"Don't disbelieve me. What I say is true. You will know it later."

Zhao Xiaodong glanced at him several times and was confused by his confident expression. He really suspected that he had misunderstood Song Yao.

"Okay, then let's make toy snakes in the future. How about this? Let's make a super big spider. The little spiders won't be afraid of them. Let's make a big one and tie it with a thread. They should be scared, right?"

Song Yao thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

He also added the chicken thief's additional settings: "We can color him. Anyway, there are a lot of black spiders, so we can paint him black."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "And we can also add thorns to its legs. It will look like fur, which will definitely be more terrifying."

Song Yao: "There are also eyes, the eyes must be big, and there are teeth, you must have teeth."

Zhao Xiaodong recalled it carefully: "Do spiders have teeth?"

Song Yao couldn't remember much. After all, they usually made a circle with wooden strips and tied a stick underneath to tie a spider web (and then stick butterflies and bees on it). They never paid attention to the specific appearance of the victim spider.

It's so small, I can't see clearly.

In the end, he really couldn't think of anything, so he waved his hand and said: "No matter, we are here to scare people anyway, and a few more teeth will be even scarier!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and said, "Okay! Let's start doing it now!"

The spider toy this time is different from the previous versions. The two children, who had been frustrated several times, worked hard and planned to make a super realistic and scary toy this time.

A shameful apology! !

Of course, they didn't forget about business.

Fan Zhong has almost been completed, and there is only one last bit left to finish. Song Yao's habit of loving new things has come back again, and she procrastinates and doesn't want to finish.

After all, the finishing process was extremely cumbersome, and it was all something he had already mastered, so it was not challenging at all.

So he rambled here and there, trying his best to catch fish.

This scary little toy is a product of Moyu, because the principle of clockwork is derived from the fan clock.

But unfortunately, Song Yao's expectation of "everyone is afraid of others" when he made them was not only disappointed, but also completely opposite.

He met many children on his way home.

Some came up to greet him enthusiastically, thanked him for giving them toys, and said happily:

"My cousin in the county doesn't even have one. He can't even buy it if he wants to. Yao'er, you're so awesome."

Then he felt guilty and apologized: "I shouldn't have scared you before. I didn't expect you to be so kind to me after I scared you. Yao'er, you are so kind."

Song Yao: ...who has been nice to you! Just want to scare you!

Some children came over eagerly:

"Yao'er, I want that kind of toy too. Can you give me one too? I'll trade my spinning top for you."

Song Yao was extremely depressed.

He made it with great care and was satisfied with it. He thought that no one liked the life-saving necklace that would be popular. However, it turned out that so many people wanted the little toy that he made casually to scare people.

snort! !

The child resolutely refused to admit that there was a problem with his own judgment.

Obviously the technical requirements for a life-saving necklace are higher, but it also consumed all his small coffers.

Those wooden scary toys didn’t cost a penny at all! !

They actually like toys more!

Don't know the goods! !

Song Yao went home angrily. He was determined not to let his scary toys turn into ordinary toys that everyone liked.

This time I must make a very scary toy that will scare them to death!

So the Song family discovered that Song Yao kept staring at spiders these days.

Because the child had learned from being stung by bees, Grandma Song also reminded him:

"Don't reach out and touch it. I don't know if this spider is poisonous or not."

Song Yao thought the spider was not poisonous.

But ugly is really ugly.

The child, who still has a high sense of aesthetics, endured hurting his eyes to study it. Originally, he just wanted to see what a spider looked like and how it walked, so that he could make more realistic toys.

As a result, he found that the web made by the spider was really amazing.

It's so thin, but when weaved together, it can actually catch very large prey.

Moreover, Song Yao also discovered that when the spider is on its web, its perception is super strong, and it can detect the slightest disturbance.

He studied for a few days and found that it might be due to spider webs.

Even if a flying insect is so small that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, as long as it lands on the web, the spider web will vibrate slightly and almost unnoticeably.

At this time, the spider will attack quickly and use its body, which is much larger than the small flying insect, to directly attack.

Song Yao couldn't help but go to Song's father and said, "Dad, do you think that if we build something like a spider web in front of our house, we will know if someone comes?"

Dad Song haha.

Although my son is smart, he is still a child.

Although he felt in his heart, "Aren't you just daydreaming?", on his face, Father Song still showed a look of approval:

"Yes, Yao'er, your idea is very good. Study hard and try to make it happen in the future."

Song Yao's face turned red with excitement and she nodded her head: "Yes! I can do it. When I am good enough in the future, I will make one!"

Dad Song also nodded and coaxed the child in a serious manner: "Yes, if you can't remember it when you become more powerful, Dad will definitely remind you."

When his son grows up, even if he forgets, Father Song will still laugh at him hahahahahahaha.

How did Song Yao know his father's sinister intentions? He was still super excited and said to 005:

[005, you’d better remember it for me, my dad’s memory is not very good. 】

Especially when coaxing his children, Song's father often said, "Oh, right? Did I say that?" "Dad doesn't remember, I'm sorry, Yao'er, dad will try to remember next time."

Therefore, the child who feels that he is already sensible thinks that he should rely on 005.

[You won’t forget, right? 】

005, who was affirmed by the host, was super confident: [Yes, host, you can always trust the AI's ability to store memory. 】

The host's previous masterpiece "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own big fat fish" is now recorded in the storage space specially created by him.

Song Yao felt relieved.

After making a spider leg, he lost his temper again.

Brother Xiaohu hasn't come back yet?

Didn’t the adults say that they would be back soon?

The child rushed to find his father: "Dad, brother Xiaohu and his troops haven't come back yet?"

Father Song doesn’t know either.

"You shouldn't be back, right? The flood fight isn't over yet."

Song Yao was extremely surprised: "It's been more than twenty days, and you're still not feeling well?"

Father Song is not very clear either.

He had only heard of one flood event since his birth.

Six years ago, because Zhao Xiaodong's father died fighting a flood, everyone in Dashu Village was deeply impressed by the flood. Song's father clearly remembered that the flood receded in less than ten days.

Why does it take so long this time?

Father Song didn’t know much about this aspect, so he could only answer hesitantly:

"I also think it's been a bit long, but I heard that it's been raining intermittently over Suliu, and a lot of troops have been transferred there. The newspapers are talking about this every day, so it might still take a while."

Song Yao was extremely surprised.

It's still down.

It has been more than 20 days, how heavy the rain is.

He looked up at the sky. It was blue sky with white clouds and extremely clear.

It’s hard to imagine that it’s raining heavily in Suliu at this moment.

The child raised his chin sadly: "Brother Xiaohu and the others should be fine, right?"

Because Zhao Xiaodong's father died fighting the flood, he has always had secret worries in his heart.

Song's father comforted his son: "It shouldn't be a big problem. They can't just get in with bare hands. They can all row a boat."

Song Yao has never been on a ship, but because of the spaceship, he likes to study everything about ships.

He was even more worried.

If the water waves are very strong, the boat will capsize.

Originally, he thought that Brother Xiaohu and the others would be back in a few days, and he felt quite relieved.

Now he suddenly found out that they still hadn't come back after more than 20 days. Song Yao had always had this thing in his mindless mind.

On the day of the holiday, he urged Song's father to take him to the county.

The county magistrate is the biggest person in the county. If you ask him, he should know, right?

When we arrived at the county, the county magistrate was asked: "..."

He was speechless for a moment and then said: "I am the county magistrate. I am not a god. How do I know when the flood will end?"

Song Yao looked at him in surprise: "But didn't you say before that the flood would end and everything would be fine?"

County Magistrate: "...Those words are used to inspire people. Many children in the county are serving as soldiers. Now they are sent to Suliu. I have to say something to calm everyone's hearts."

Moreover, the flood has not ended in Suliu for more than 20 days. The flood there was not small to begin with, and now it has directly become a major event that attracts the attention of people across the country.

As the county magistrate, of course he has to put on an air of "it will be over soon, don't worry."

Song Yao was a little disappointed: "Will Brother Xiaohu and the others be in danger?"

County Magistrate: ...how to answer this?

Soldiers are on the front line when fighting floods. He can't guarantee the absolute safety of a soldier at the flood fighting site.

But seeing the child watching helplessly, he decided to play dumb.

"I don't know. I wasn't there either. How do I know?"

Song Yao was a little disappointed, but also relieved.

"All right……"

The child wilted: "Then I'm leaving."

He turned around and ran out of the county magistrate's office.

The county magistrate who still planned to chat with him said: "..."

Fine.

Although the attitude of treating him as a tool is very obvious, it is better than chasing him all the time to ask about flood control.

Dad Song was struggling to read a book and was surprised to see him come out so quickly.

"You guys finished talking so quickly?"

Song Yao nodded and said feebly: "That's it, Dad, what are you looking at?"

Father Song didn’t think there was anything wrong with studying in front of his son, and he was very proud:

"I just found out about this book about bees, so I wanted to read it and learn about it."

Song Yao was a little surprised: "Dad, do you still want to raise bees? Didn't you say that fans make more money?"

Dad Song waved his hand: "Fans are quick money, and there are a lot of them, but they are gone after a while, and if I want to sell fans everywhere, I have to be away from home all year round.

Anyway, our family has made enough money, so let’s try to tinker with bee farming. "

Nowadays, it is common for everyone to have many children at home. For example, with a child as old as Song Yao, except for a few families in the village, there are many younger brothers and sisters.

Father Song and his generation are even more so. If there are less than three brothers, they are not in line with the general public.

So everyone likes to say that father and son are soldiers in battle, and brothers are brothers in fighting tigers.

Father Song has a lot of friends, it’s not an exaggeration to say they are all over the place.

But they are not really brothers after all.

If he went out to make money for fans, there would be only two old people and one child left at home.

How can Father Song feel relieved?

He is the only young adult in the family, and he would not leave home unless he had no food to eat or was in urgent need of money.

So after going round and round, Father Song still felt that honey was the most suitable thing for the family to make their first pot of gold.

The man he is now is no longer the man who did whatever he thought of before.

I was taught a lesson by my parents, I learned from the secretary of the county magistrate, and I had some back-and-forth with several factory directors in the county about selling fans, and I went to Huling County next door several times.

Although Father Song himself didn't realize it, he had actually grown up a bit in the past few months.

At this moment, he analyzed his son seriously:

"Bees eat flowers, so if you want to raise bees, you have to make sure you spend enough. In the past, maybe our family didn't have the money to spend. Isn't it because you made a lot of money from the fans?

Dad did some calculations and found that our family can still afford it. Then there is the problem of the market for bees. Nowadays, there are very few people who specialize in raising bees to sell honey, so the honey sold in the market is only those brands. I also I asked how I could have my own brand, and it turned out to be very simple. "

Dad Song, who has been asking around and looking up various information, has become much more cautious since he learned that raising bees is not the kind of "taking out a swarm of bees and putting them in one place and harvesting honey every day" as he thought before.

He remembered that when Comrade Dong from the supply and marketing cooperative used "you don't have a brand or packaging" to lower the price when buying honey, he felt that if he wanted to breed, it would be better for him to get a packaging and brand.

"When I went to Huling County to inquire, someone told me that there are beekeepers in Xiangyu County. I plan to go there in a few days to see if I can learn anything from them."

Song Yao felt that his father's idea was very appropriate.

He immediately patted his chest and said, "Dad, I have a book on keeping bees here. I have copied half of it. I will show it to you when I get home."

Dad Song was surprised and heart-warmed at first, and then he was confused:

"Where did you get the book? I almost searched through the county government and county bookstores before, but I didn't see any books related to beekeeping."

Song Yao felt guilty.

Of course not. He bought the tutorial from the system's hobby group.

Only he can see the tutorial, so the child can only take some time to copy the contents.

I don't know what's wrong with him. He was obviously very energetic when he was studying physics, but when he read the book about this kind of bee breeding, Song Yao was so sleepy that he yawned non-stop.

He was really not interested in these, and he felt sleepy when he read them, so his copying speed was extremely slow.

I have almost finished copying the book "Carpenter Skills" that I want to give to Grandpa Song, and I have only copied half of the book "Bee Breeding".

This is what Song Yao did intermittently at the expense of his own play time.

Facing Father Song's moved face, Song Yao felt extremely guilty:

"I just...forgot where I read it, so I just memorized it."

Father Song had no doubts.

First of all, he was big-hearted and didn't think his son would lie to him.

Come on second.

There are so many books in the county government. Song Yao has been here many times with the village party secretary. Every time he comes, he reads books. It makes sense that he accidentally saw a book about honey farming.

His son's memory in learning is really good. Even when learning new knowledge, as long as he reads the previous page carefully, Song Yao can memorize it completely even if he doesn't understand the meaning.

And his memory seems to be growing.

Obviously when Teacher He first came here, the Song Yao endorsement had to be recited three times before he could memorize it. Later it was twice, and now it is just one time.

The entire Song family had no idea how powerful this was. They were just happy that their children were smart and at the same time sighed: This is the power of knowledge.

Grandma Song studied more vigorously.

According to her, she feels that her brain has become smarter since she started studying.

Father Song always slanders, how can he not be smart?

Since my mother has learned mathematics, she has to calculate everything she does, including picking up eggs, collecting grain, and calculating the family's previous accounts.

Then he figured out that when he went to town to buy things a year ago, he secretly deducted 20 cents of personal money, and he almost cursed him all day and night.

Thinking of Grandma Song’s tigerish face, Father Song touched his neck and quickly said to his son:

"Good boy, I'll take a look when you get back and study hard."

Song Yao looked at his father sympathetically and nodded.

He felt that "Bee Breeding" was very difficult. The temperature and the raising methods were so complicated that one look at the child made him want to sleep.

Unlike "Carpentry Techniques", he was copying and learning at the same time, and he was copying with great enthusiasm.

If he didn't have to go to school the next day, he would even want to copy it in the dark.

Anyway, 005 reminds him that he won't write crookedly.

Dad was so reluctant to learn something as simple as mathematics, so he certainly couldn't read such a boring book "Beekeeping".

However, this time, Song Yao guessed wrong.

The father and son returned home. When he handed the "Beekeeping" copied in the notebook to Song's father while yawning (there was no way, he would feel sleepy as soon as he read it), Song's father's eyes were shining.

As soon as he received it, he started reading it on the spot.

Then he was fascinated by it and couldn't bear to put it down until dinner.

Grandma Song, who has always been very motivated, also took a peek, and only walked away after finding that it was something she was not interested in.

Even Grandpa Song pretended to pass by and took a glance.

Then he couldn't help yawning.

Song Yao sympathized with his grandfather and muttered:

"Grandpa, don't worry, you don't learn this, I copied a book "Woodworking Skills" for you, and I will finish it soon. You will be very energetic when you read it."

Grandpa Song: "..."

He is very energetic now.

I finally learned the few things that the youngest child mentioned before, how come there is another "woodworking skills"?

He just had a few days of peace.

Song Yao didn't get what his grandfather was thinking at all, and said proudly and complacently:

"That book can't be shown to grandpa, so I copied it for a long time. I tell you, grandpa, it's super interesting. I feel that I learned a lot."

When Grandpa Song heard these words, only the two words "a lot" were left.

He smiled stiffly: "Actually, I'm not that..."

Grandma Song strolled over again: "What are you talking about?"

Grandpa Song immediately stood up: "The youngest child said that he helped me copy some woodworking skills, and I told him that I would study hard."

Grandma Song nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, this is also a skill. In the future, if the family wants to buy a new basin, we don't have to buy it."

Not bad, not bad, another savings.

Song Yao interrupted: "Grandma, it's not just basins. There's a lot of knowledge in that book. If Grandpa learns it, he can make tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, and everything in our house."

Grandpa Song: "...Are there so many?"

Song Yao nodded affirmatively: "Not only that, there are more fun things. What I like most is carving on wood, which is very, very fun."

Grandpa Song: "..."

It's over. His wife once had a fancy for a carved dressing table.

At that time, they couldn't afford it. Although she didn't say anything, he still knew that she had been thinking about it for a long time.

Sure enough, Grandma Song's eyes lit up.

She looked at Grandpa Song with expectation, and her tone softened by eight points: "Tian Duo..."

The "it's over, it's over" on Grandpa Song's face was instantly swept away after hearing her call him like that. He straightened his chest and said with a face full of "it's no problem, look at me, this is just a small matter, isn't it?"

"With my learning ability, it's only a matter of time before I learn these."

Grandpa Song boasted: "Don't worry, I will definitely make you a carved dressing table and install a large mirror."

Grandma Song was satisfied.

After she left happily, Grandpa Song realized what he had just promised.

He: "..."

Looking at the children and grandchildren next to him who were full of admiration, oh, there was no son, and Dad Song was still obsessed with "Bee Farming".

Although only his grandson looked admiring, Grandpa Song still managed to cheer himself up.

"Don't worry, little boy, Grandpa will study hard and make a bath tub for you and your grandma in the future."

As for the son next to him who didn't notice what they were talking about at all, it would be good to give him a basin.

Song Yao nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, yeah! Grandpa, come on!!"

In fact, if a child really wants a bath tub, he can still make it if he works hard and studies hard.

But compared to a bath tub, he is more interested in making toys.

On the 25th day of the flood control in Suliu, Song Yao knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not get any results. He tried to stop himself from paying attention to this matter repeatedly.

Song's father had also finished reading the half of "Bee Breeding" at the fastest speed ever. His theoretical understanding of bees reached the highest level.

After handing the book to his son and asking him to continue to help memorize the following content, Song's father packed his bags and decided to visit the beekeeper in Xiangyu County.

Although he didn't know whether the other party was willing to teach him, or sell him knowledge, what if there was an opportunity to learn, Song's father would go there no matter what.

He planned to go for only four or five days, so he was not very worried about his family.

But his family was very worried about him.

Xiangyu County was too far away. It was not even in the same province.

If Song's father wanted to go there, he had to take a train.

No one in their Song family had ever taken a train.

And this is different from going to Huling County. Huling County is right next door, and there are some friends of Zhao Zhigang there. With them to take care of him, and they are from the same province, it is just like going to the county for Song's father to go there, just a little farther away.

Xiangyu County, the accent is different.

He is alone, and he has money on him. If he encounters a bad guy, he doesn't know where to run.

So before leaving, Song Yao sat at the door with his dark eyes open, watching his grandparents trying to dress Song's father up as "poor and penniless".

Grandma Song also handed him a sack with some dry mud scattered on the outside:

"Don't show off your wealth when you go out. People will lose interest in you if they see you are poor."

Song's father, who has always been very confident in his appearance, touched his face a little worriedly: "What if he is after you?"

Song's grandmother: "..."

She couldn't help but knocked her son's head: "You are such a big man! Who would want you for your sex!"

Song's father muttered unconvinced: That's not necessarily true. Everyone in the village says that he is good-looking but useless.

What if he is not good-looking, would everyone say so?

Song Yao came over and stuffed something into his father's hand.

"Dad, if there is a bad guy, just throw this in his face and he will be scared away."

Song's father spread his hand, and there was a wooden spider lying in his palm. Eyes were painted on its head with great effort. Because Song Yao's painting skills were not very good, the eyes were painted very big.

Not only is it not scary at all, but it is also ugly and cute.

Dad Song laughed and picked up his son: "Little boy, wait for Dad to come back, we will cooperate to sell this toy, I think many people will like it."

Song Yao's eyes sparkled: "Dad, do you think it's scary too?!"

Dad Song: "I think it's fun."

Song Yao: "..."

The child slid off his father with a snort: "I will make it scary."

Dad Song walked away with a sack on his back, and put an ugly cute toy in his pocket.

It was the first time in his life that Dad Song was not nervous.

He had never taken a train before, and he was afraid that he would get to the wrong station, and he was afraid that thieves would steal things, so he had to touch his shirt from time to time.

Grandma Song sewed a pocket on the inside of his shirt, which was specially used to put money.

When the train arrived, Dad Song got off the train with the crowd in a timid manner.

Xiangyu is a very prosperous place, more prosperous than Huling. There are people soliciting customers around the train station, basically small hotels.

It was very late now, and Dad Song went up to ask about the price.

The man saw that he was a foreigner and looked like a simple and honest farmer, so he immediately quoted a price and said sincerely:

"Brother, don't think this price is too high. Our Xiangyu is the same price. My family is still cheap. If you don't believe me, ask around. Their prices are much higher than mine."

Generally speaking, simple and honest people who come to a strange city for the first time should believe this and then go to check in.

However, after listening to it, Song's father nodded: "Okay, then I'll ask around."

The business solicitor: "..."

He watched Song's father actually ask around, and then he didn't choose anyone, but asked the staff at the train station, and then walked straight outside.

The man hurriedly went up and shouted: "Brother, brother, you don't want to stay?"

Song's father said confidently: "That comrade said that there are hotels outside the train station. I'll ask around one by one. There's no way. My family is poor, so I have to choose a cheap one."

The man: "..."

How can this be played out of the ordinary?

Hotels outside all have direct price tags, which are definitely cheaper than the prices offered by those who come to attract people. If Song's father goes out, he will definitely stay outside.

He had no choice but to quote another price: "Brother, this is a discount price given because we are compatible. Others can't be lower than this."

Song's father looked at him for a few seconds. Although this price was within his affordability, he would save as much as possible when he was away from home.

He said to the other party: "Wait for me for a while."

Then he went out for a while and came back with a young man:

"This comrade also wants to stay in a hotel. Can we share a room together?"

The man twitched his eyes: "...Okay."

He has seen many families living in the same room together, but this is the first time he has seen a stranger being directly pulled in to share a room.

Song's father entered the small hotel smoothly. When he took out his ID, he deliberately looked at the procedures that the young man who was pulled in to share a room went through.

The young man was not as cunning as Song's father. After finishing the work, he smiled at Song's father: "Comrade, let's go."

Song's father also smiled at him: "Come, I'll help you carry your luggage."

He asked someone to stay in the hotel with him, thinking that if there was any problem with the hotel, two grown men would be better than him being alone.

But thinking about sharing a room with a stranger, Song's father still felt that he should take precautions in advance.

Nowadays, there are only a few ways to show that you are not easy to mess with.

First, you are strong.

Then, your brothers are strong.

Obviously, this young man also thinks so.

After entering the room, he started the topic: "I have many brothers in my family, so the luggage prepared for me is a bit heavy. Did it not tire you?"

Song's father was shocked: "It's okay, it's okay. I have many brothers in my family. I have seven cousins ​​and eight cousins. They are all very strong. We grew up together, so I am also quite strong."

The young man also said: "I have five older brothers, and they are also very strong. I also have many cousins. We are really destined to be together."

Song's father: "Of course, I'm not saying that I have good relationships with people. I have more than 20 friends in our county alone, and they are all real men."

Young man: "... My five sisters-in-law also have brothers, and there are about 20 of them in total. When there was a fight in the village before, no one dared to provoke our family."

Song's father shook his hand: "It's the same in my family. My ex-wife is a good fighter."

Young man: "..."

He couldn't compare with him, he laughed dryly: "Yes, is that so?"

"Yes!"

Song's father was full of confidence, and he gestured with a beaming face: "Not only my ex-wife, but also my ex-wife's current husband, he has been hunting since he was a child."

Young man: "Ah?"

What do you mean... ex-wife's husband...? ? ?

Song's father continued to gesture proudly:

"With such thick arms and such a tall stature, it's no problem for him to lift such a big stone. He can carry a tree on one shoulder."

Speaking of this, Song's father was very proud: "If we only count men in the ten or eight villages, he is the manliest one, isn't he amazing!"

Young man:... He is amazing, why are you so proud?

He really didn't understand Song's father's brain circuit, and he really couldn't compare with him like this, so he could only quietly stop.

Seeing this, Song's father felt that he had won, and lay down on the bed happily, but he didn't fall asleep, and he opened his eyes from time to time.

Young people are almost the same. There is no way. When they are away from home, even if they don’t share a room today, they can’t sleep well if they sleep alone.

In the distant Dashu Village, Song Yao slept a good sleep.

After getting up, he held his chin and stared blankly.

The little child’s mind is filled with many things that need his concern.

I wonder if Dad slept well last night and whether he was too hot.

The county magistrate said that he would raise funds again today, but unfortunately Dad was not at home and no one could take him to the county. He also wanted to donate the small boat he used as a fan.

And Brother Xiaohu and the others, what are they doing now? Are they on the boat?

Song Yao thought about it and found that he actually had so many things to worry about. He said to 005 sadly:

[005, I think I have grown up, and I have begun to think like an adult. 】

Before 005 could reply, the angry voice of Grandma Song came from outside:

"Little boy!! How come your clothes are so black!! I praised you for being sensible yesterday, but you are making trouble today, right?!! Come and wash them yourself!!"

Song Yao, who had tried hard to wash them yesterday afternoon but couldn't rub them clean at all: "..."

The child shrank his neck and ran out to act coquettishly:

"Grandma, don't be angry, I'm still a child, it's normal for children to dirty their clothes."

Grandma Song chuckled: "Child, wash your clothes yourself!"

Song Yao could only hold the clothes and rub them with a bitter face.

Because Song Yao looked weak, the Song family basically didn't let him wash clothes. Until this year, he didn't look as fragile as before, and looked like a normal and lively child. Grandma Song thought about it and took away half of this privilege.

If Song Yao made his clothes dirty, he would have to wash them himself.

For example, last time Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had a fight in the mud pit, although Song's father helped him take a bath, Song's grandmother specially left the muddy clothes for the next day for her grandson to wash by himself.

This trick is still very effective.

Song Yao doesn't like washing clothes very much. This boring and repetitive activity has never been popular with him.

So after washing muddy clothes by himself once, he didn't like to play in the mud pit.

At this moment, he was rubbing and muttering:

"In the future, I must make a machine that can wash clothes by itself. When the clothes are dirty, I can just throw them into it..."

When Grandma Song heard it, she praised first: "I support you, youngest son, you must make it in the future."

Before the child could be proud, she added: "But now you have to wash it yourself, wash it quickly, if you don't wash it clean, you won't have a meal later."

Song Yao pouted and continued to rub honestly.

He didn't know what was going on. He just wanted to dye the spider a little color, but inexplicably, before the spider was done, his body was all black.

It was a pity that he asked the county magistrate to help buy the paint.

The child washed his clothes obediently, ate breakfast and went to school. The class was safe and sound all morning. In the afternoon, he found that the expression on Teacher He's face was a little heavy.

After school in the afternoon, Song Yao ran to ask.

Teacher He shook his head: "I went down to get today's newspaper at noon. The upstream of Suliu has burst the dike."

Because he has been paying attention to the news of Suliu these days, Song Yao knows what the dike burst means. He immediately asked nervously:

"What about Suliu?"

Teacher He shook his head: "Teacher doesn't know, I can only say that I hope it will be okay."

Now the country is almost gathering the strength of the whole country to support Suliu. Not to mention material resources and funds, the People's Liberation Army and the armed police have been sent there in batches.

But even so, it can only be said that it is saving lives in a dangerous situation.

Suliu was already struggling to hold on. Now the upstream has burst again. Can they hold on?

No one knows, including the country.

All we can do is to continue to hold on while we can.

Teacher He rubbed his forehead and patted the tender shoulders of his smartest student:

"You must study hard and serve the motherland when you grow up."

Zhongzhou has been a bit difficult in the past two years, so difficult that even ordinary people would feel distressed.

Song Yao didn't know these words, so he said very skillfully: "Don't worry, teacher, our Zhongzhou will be the strongest country in the future."

The child was super proud when talking about this topic.

And there was a little secret joy.

Hehe, the adults don't know how strong and powerful Zhongzhou will be in the future.

But he knows!

Teacher He looked at the pure confidence and pride in the eyes of the child in front of him, smiled and touched his little head.

"You are still a child after all."

"Come! It's just right that you are here. The teacher gave you some questions yesterday. Come and do them."

Song Yao, who still wanted to go home and play after school: "..."

He looked at Teacher He pitifully, and found that the other party had no intention of letting him go, so he immediately decided to betray his teammates:

"Teacher, Zhao Xiaodong can also do this kind of questions, I will ask him to do it together!"

While the children were studying hard, Suliu was still in chaos.

Originally, people could take shelter in high places, but once the upstream dam broke, the original height was not enough. People either went to higher places or floated in the water holding things like driftwood and waited for rescue.

Today's Zhongzhou is not the first power in the future. Technology has not yet developed, and materials are always insufficient. Only manpower can be used to fight floods.

Liu Xiaohu has been here for more than 20 days. During these 20 days, like his comrades around him, he was extremely tired. But a minute of delay could cost a life.

Everyone tried their best to paddle various simple water tools to search and rescue.

A place where the masses were previously resettled had to be moved because of a dam breach. Everyone was busy, including Liu Xiaohu.

Everyone was very cautious.

Falling into the flood is not scary, but being swept away by the water.

Sometimes a sudden rush can make people faint directly. This is no longer a question of whether they can swim, but a question of exhaustion and loss of consciousness.

If a person is swept into the water, nothing can be seen clearly inside, and people who can swim cannot find anyone, which is equivalent to directly determining death.

Even if a floating board is tied to the body, the flood will continue to roll, and people will still not be able to stay on the water.

Liu Xiaohu just picked up a mother and daughter. He stood on the boat and first carried the little girl up. The soldiers on the boat caught the child and then pulled the child's mother up.

This is a temporary resettlement point. They have to transfer the trapped people around here first, and then pick them up one by one to a safer place.

Liu Xiaohu was soaked and shivering with cold. Because it was still raining all around, he kept blinking his eyes and his face was covered with raindrops.

The soldier above called him: "Xiaohu, come back and rest for a while, don't fall down because of exhaustion."

Liu Xiaohu did not try to be brave. He was tired, sleepy and cold, and he could hardly open his eyes.

He stretched out his hand: "Come up with me, I just go up and apply for another floating board and sleep for a while."

His floating board was damaged when he went to pick up the mother and daughter.

The soldier above immediately bent down and reached out to pick him up.

When he was about to grab Liu Xiaohu, a torrent rushed over.

The soldier didn't even have time to react, and watched the other party and the boat being swept in.

"Xiao Hu?!!!"

He grabbed the baffle and was about to go down to look for someone, but the person next to him quickly stopped him: "Are you crazy? Are you going to die?!"

"Xiao Hu was swept down, I'm going down to find him."

"Have you forgotten what I said before? If you go down at this time, both of you will die!"

The soldier covered his face: "Xiao Hu... I brought him here, how can I face his parents when I go back... Xiao... Xiao Hu?"

He stood up suddenly: "Is that Xiao Hu?"

On the water surface, a head appeared in the turbulent flood, and under the head was a strange circle that was so ugly that it was outrageous, and Liu Xiaohu's face could be vaguely seen in it.

No matter how the water hit him, his face always remained above the water.

But for some reason, he kept his eyes closed and did not move at all.

The soldiers at the resettlement site quickly threw a small boat down and dragged Liu Xiaohu up.

"What's that thing on his neck?"

"It seems that this thing prevented Xiaohu from sinking into the water."

Everyone worked hard for a long time to get the ring off Liu Xiaohu's neck, but no matter how they tried, Liu Xiaohu's face was pale and his eyes were always closed.

If he wasn't still breathing, everyone would almost think he was dead.

The soldiers almost carried the doctor here: "Doctor, look at him, he was swept into the water, and he has been like this since he was pulled out, and he can't wake up no matter how we call him."

"The waves were so big, he must have choked on the water? Did he choke a lot? Look quickly, he floated up very quickly, he shouldn't be dead, right?"

The doctor also hurried up to check with a solemn face.

After a round of examination, he straightened up and gave the conclusion: "Don't worry."

"But he hasn't woken up, is he really okay?"

The doctor looked at the worried faces around him, hesitated and said:

"It's okay, he is... um..."

"Falling asleep."