Chapter 63 (Chapter 63 (Three in One)...)

Obviously candied haws on a stick is still very important to eight or nine-year-old children.

Especially after they realized that they wouldn't be able to eat it for a long, long time in the future (the materials were too expensive), the two children cried so aggrievedly that the sky was dark.

That was until Yuanjiang bought two bunches of candied hawsers from a passing candied haws seller and handed them to them.

Song Yao's eyes were red, and a candied haws was stuffed in his hand. He lowered his head to look at the candied haws, and then looked at Yuan Jiang, who had a resolute face. After realizing it, he became happy again.

When I saw the man selling candied haws on a stick, he said "I understand" on his face.

He has seen too many children who want to eat candied haws, but their parents won't buy them, so they cry loudly.

Needless to say, these two kids are quite cute.

He smiled and walked away holding a straw target covered with candied haws.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong cherished the candied haws in their hands and carefully licked it. After feeling the sweet taste of the sugar outside, they became happy again.

Yuan Jiang felt a little distressed when he saw them happily eating candied haws while wiping away his tears after thanking them sweetly:

"Does the arm you want to make cost a lot of money?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were happy when they had candy, and they were no longer so bitter and grudged. They nodded while eating:

"Yes, we just bought some initial usable things today. If we don't even buy all the materials, we will have no money. Then we won't be able to eat candied haws on a stick in the future."

This time the puppet arm is different from previous inventions.

Most of those inventions are made of wood. Even if they don't cut down trees themselves, they can buy a lot of raw materials with money.

But this time the puppet arm required a lot of steel.

Just looking at the small piece of steel that Song Yao bought before cost several yuan, you can tell that this thing is expensive in Zhongzhou.

Song Yao's child is now eating sweets and is not so sad.

Although the huge gap from "billionaire" to "poor" still made him feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

Yuan Jiang saw that his mouth became deflated again while he was talking. He thought about it and asked him how much more money he needed.

Song Yao is now very good at arithmetic. He can calculate in his head in less than a second and come up with an approximate number.

Yuan Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"My allowance is quite high. If you don't have enough, use my money first."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong opened their eyes wide and expressed disapproval: "How is that possible?"

The children are indeed very sensible.

Yuan Jiang said with a smile:

"It's okay. My allowance is high and I don't have much room for spending money. I have saved a lot. You can use some of it for nothing."

Although the two children seem to be more interested in playing at the moment, it cannot be denied that they have indeed made great contributions to the country.

Yuan Jiang watched them learn with pain on their faces and continued to learn. Children can have such spirit. He just contributed a little money, it was nothing.

"No way."

Song Yao refused simply and neatly.

He patted Yuan Jiang's arm, frowning with a little sadness on his face: "Brother Yuan Jiang, you will go bankrupt."

"Yeah, yeah."

Zhao Xiaodong also chatted next to him:

"We don't want you to go bankrupt. You haven't married yet and have children. My grandma said that raising children requires a lot of money."

Song Yao immediately nodded: "My grandma said the same thing."

Yuan Jiang couldn't laugh or cry: "I've seen your price list."

"Even if I buy all the remaining materials, it won't reach the point of bankruptcy for me."

As a soldier who is strong and has a high allowance, but basically stays in the army and does not go out to spend money, his assets are still quite large at the moment.

Seeing that the two children still looked disapproving, Yuanjiang thought for a while and told them his savings.

I thought they would relax instantly, but I didn't expect that the two children still looked a little sad.

Song Yao took a bite of the candied haws, letting the sweet and sour taste suppress his sadness and anger:

"But we have to experiment hundreds of times."

Yuan Jiang: "?"

He was stunned. Of course, with his face, the two children couldn't tell that he was stunned: "Hundreds of times?"

"Yes." Child Song Yao nodded: "This is the number calculated by Zhao Xiaodong and I. It is still a conservative estimate. There may be more."

Zhao Xiaodong also nodded with a sad and angry face:

"Experiment once and scrap the raw materials once."

Song Yao thought for a while and said frugally:

"Maybe it can be scrapped. Maybe we can use it for something else."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Oh, yes, hundreds of times. We can't just throw away the scrapped raw materials every time."

The two children each held up a candied haws and sighed in unison.

Song Yao cherished and kissed the candied haws of sugar-coated haws, and reluctantly said:

"We won't be able to eat candied haws on a stick for a long time."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He looked down at the material list in the notebook.

He was able to help Minato once or twice.

Hundreds of times…

The cold-blooded soldier: "...I'll ask the higher-ups if they can help you apply for funds."

Apply for funding?

This was the first time Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong heard this word.

They looked up in surprise:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, what does applying for funds mean? Does it mean that the country will give us money for our research?"

Yuan Jiang nodded: "For some projects, countries will allocate funds after approval. Student Song Yao is recorded on the file. If you apply in his name, there is a high probability that it will be approved."

005, who was listening, was instantly excited: [Yes, yes, host, this is the investment model of the interstellar era. ]

It was very excited.

Its host finally embarked on the right path of [studying hard - talented - talent being discovered - a large number of people investing - reaching the pinnacle of life].

Song Yao was also super happy. He looked at Yuan Jiang with bright eyes and expectation:

"If I want to go to the sky, will the country also allocate funds for me to go to the sky?"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

I heard that Song Yao wanted to go to the sky when I was in Dashu Village. I didn't expect that he was still thinking about it now.

Seeing the two children's expressions of "Wouldn't it be that I would have money to do whatever I want in the future", Yuan Jiang could only explain to them the current approval process for science and technology projects in Zhongzhou.

In fact, this has only been in the past two years. After all, Zhongzhou had internal and external troubles before, and it was good enough to barely feed the people. Even if it was cultivating scientific research, it was state-owned training.

Of course, strictly speaking, Zhongzhou has also survived in the past two years.

But Zhongzhou has suffered enough from the pain of being inferior to others in science and technology, and in such a difficult time, it has gritted its teeth and squeezed out such a scientific research funding channel.

The approval is still very complicated, but as long as it is approved, experimental funds will be given.

For people like Song Yao who have already made actual products and are recorded in the archives, as long as the information he submits is well-reasoned and logical, and the things he makes are useful, it is likely to be approved.

After saying that, Yuan Jiang did not forget to add:

"If there is no actual theoretical basis, the approval will not be passed."

So you don't even think about going to the sky.

Although he can't go to the sky, Song Yao was already moved and relieved when he heard the six words "the state allocated funds".

He was happy: "Hehe, then I will write an application when I go back."

Zhao Xiaodong was also very happy, but he was still a little sober:

"Little boy, isn't your arm used to show off and cut fruit? It doesn't look like it is useful to the country."

Song Yao was also stunned.

Yes.

But it doesn't matter, isn't it not made yet?

Now just add a setting.

He scratched his head, thought for a few seconds and came up with a good idea:

"Then let's make it lift heavy things!"

Zhao Xiaodong fell into deep thought:

"But in this case, to achieve a balance of force, it can't look like the same size as a normal person's arm as you said."

Obviously, Zhao Xiaodong was not in vain to let Song Yao pull him to learn, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old learner:

"It can't be installed entirely on the human body, it will need an external machine to fix it and exert force..."

He gestured a bit, and Song Yao also felt that what he said made sense.

So the two of them discussed seriously for a long time.

Although they completely forgot that they were still on the street, they did not forget the candied haws in their hands.

Say a few words, eat a bite, eat a bite, say a few more words.

Yuan Jiang stood silently by the side, and had no intention of stopping the two children.

He stood straight, watching Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong talking about profound and obscure words, discussing designs that might sound like wild imaginations and daydreams to others, with tenderness in his eyes.

With such children in Zhongzhou, why worry about not rising.

Finally, half an hour later, the two children finished eating the candied haws and the discussion.

Seeing that they had stopped fighting, Yuan Jiang asked, "What was the final result?"

Song Yao touched his belly and said, "It's not out yet, but we're hungry."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement, "Yes, so we decided to go back and eat first."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Forget it, we should have gotten used to it, they are still children.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were happy when they went back to eat because they had eaten the candied haws.

Song's father asked them if they wanted to go out together. Today, He's mother would take him to visit an economics professor.

He was not very nervous. After all, he felt lucky to meet such a powerful person.

But he also secretly thought about whether to take the two children there to be influenced by him.

He can teach college students, so it would be good if the two children could learn a little bit.

Song Yao: "Dad, aren't you going to learn how to do business? We don't do business, we're busy."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Xiaodong agreed with Song Yao's idea. Studying was tiring, and he didn't want to learn anything else.

Seeing that the two children were busy with a chicken claw design and didn't care about themselves at all, Song's father had to go alone.

Anyway, Yuan Jiang was there, so he could rest assured even if he went out.

Yuan Jiang was indeed very reassuring.

He looked at Song Yao, who was writing the application seriously and sitting upright, and was a little worried that he didn't have enough food at noon.

The child was too excited at noon, and he put down his chopsticks after eating a small bowl and went to draw his design.

Song Yao was only eight years old. If he didn't eat enough, it would be bad for his health.

Yuan Jiang stood there expressionlessly and thought for a long time.

Finally, while the two children were sitting in the big room writing and drawing, he went to the kitchen, peeled and shredded the oranges he bought yesterday, and arranged them neatly on the plate he bought today.

Then he poured a glass of water for each of them, tested the water temperature to see if it was just right, and then placed it in front of the two children.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were immersed in the ocean of learning and didn't realize what was being handed to them.

Yuan Jiang handed it to them, and they ate it.

After eating it, they found something sweet in their mouths. The two children came back to their senses and thanked Yuan Jiang sweetly beside them:

"Thank you, brother Yuanjiang."

Yuan Jiang nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

Then he cut up the pears he bought yesterday.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong spent the afternoon under the fragrance of fruits and finally wrote out the application report.

Two children were not written by their brains alone.

While they were writing, they also practiced various exercises, and with the help of Song Yao and [Puppet Arm Course] (although they couldn't quite understand it), they finished the application report.

Song Yao was full of confidence: "I will definitely pass!"

Yuan Jiang looked through the report filled with various formulas. Although he couldn't understand a word, he couldn't help but get excited along with Song Yao:

"Can you make the arms you want by following this?"

"of course not!"

The child said confidently: "If this is all it takes, then we don't need to experiment, and we don't need such a large budget."

Zhao Xiaodong was so tired that he lay on the bed like a salted fish and interjected:

"Now it's just an idea of ​​ours. Whether it can come true depends on luck."

Song Yao nodded: "Yes, yes, but the report we wrote is still very bluffing."

So he felt that they would definitely be able to get funds allocated by the state.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

The soldier who didn't know much about scientific research suddenly felt a little unsure:...Is this really possible?

Although he always felt that it was not very reliable, he still submitted the application.

Facts have proved that this can really work.

Those who engage in scientific research can guarantee success the first time.

Which technology can only succeed if it fails over and over again.

Most people who engage in scientific research are constantly groping and failing, looking for mistakes and then correcting them.

Even if your mentality is shattered, you can't stop, because you will think in your heart that maybe you can succeed next time. If you stop now, no one can tell whether success will be ahead.

Summary: This is a process that requires a lot of postgraduate mentality and energy.

The same goes for Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong.

The two of them often cried holding each other's hands because "I had promised to succeed this time, but why did I fail again and it was so obvious?"

The good news is that they are children. Even if they cry, no one will laugh at them.

Song Yao was recorded in the file, and the review process for the application he submitted would be accelerated. Within half a month, Yuan Jiang brought good news.

"The funds you applied for have been received."

In addition, there is also an incentive bonus for the dancing hand made by Song Yao.

As Song Yao said before, the dancing hand is somewhat similar to foreign robotic arm technology.

However, compared with the robotic arms used in factories, its development direction is slightly different from that of the other robots.

It cannot have too much grip strength. Although the response is more flexible, it cannot be applied in real life for the time being due to the grip strength factor.

But these cannot cover up the fact that Song Yao has taken a new direction.

If the developer were an adult, he might not be able to receive so many encouragement awards.

But who made the developer an eight-year-old child who has made contributions before?

So the child Song Yao became a rich man again after being briefly poor for half a month.

Zhao Xiaodong is similar.

After the scientific research funds arrived, the money he spent before was smoothly replenished to him.

Zhongzhou is currently in a very contradictory period.

On the one hand, both the country and the people are extremely poor.

But on the other hand, efforts are being made to improve the treatment of scientific researchers.

From a historical perspective, Zhongzhou was right to do this.

From the perspective of Song Yao's child, he only thinks that the country is too generous!

On the same day, he and Zhao Xiaodong happily bought back the raw materials that they had spotted long ago.

The two children even brought some tools back and hammered hard every day.

Although Zhao Xiaodong is very strong, he is still a child after all, and he will not be happy after beating for a while.

Little Song Yao now has no Grandpa Song to turn to for help, so he can only look at Yuan Jiang helplessly.

What else could Yuan Jiang do?

Naturally, I can only roll up my sleeves and go into battle.

Song Yao said to Yuan Jiang very generously:

"Brother Yuanjiang, we now have new raw materials. We can use the discarded raw materials to make gifts for you."

Yuan Jiang glanced at the pile of strange-shaped and various junks piled in the corner.

There's even an eyeball on it.

Him: "...What's going on with that eye?"

"Hey!"

As soon as Song Yao turned his head and saw his eyes, he immediately stood up happily and took it back:

"It turns out it fell here."

He tried his best to blow away the dust on his eyeballs, and happily said to Yuan Jiang:

"We wanted to try out what it would be like to put eyes on the arms."

Yuanjiang: "...are there eyes on the arms..."

"Uh-huh!"

Song Yao shared their little thoughts with him:

"Because we plan to make the arm more sensitive, one that can slightly sense the outside world."

"But isn't it weird that the arm can sense the outside world? So we discussed it and decided to put eyes on the arm. That way, it can [see] outside and it won't look weird."

Zhao Xiaodong raised his head proudly from the side: "It was my idea. Brother Yuan Jiang, am I great?"

Yuan Jiang: "..."

It seems that it would be even weirder to have an eye on the arm...

But the two kids obviously didn't think so.

They thought it would look cool to have an eye on it.

Song Yao muttered to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Just install it in the position we have prepared long ago, and put the wire in the eye. Maybe it will react this way."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded, took the eyeball with a serious face, and started to connect the wires.

And then, as expected, it failed again.

Song Yao pouted and looked at the eyeball in his palm for a while. Just when Yuan Jiang couldn't help but step forward to comfort him, he saw the child patting his butt and standing up.

"Okay, let's put it back."

Since getting the financial support from the country, even if it failed several times in half a month, the child didn't cry.

He happily installed the eyeball in a hole on the outer body of the flying spider.

The eyeball was stuck in the hole, just right.

Yuan Jiang: "..."

No wonder he felt that the eye was familiar.

It turned out to be removed from here.

After Song Yao finished installing the eyeballs, he continued to make their arms with great interest.

Just like what Zhao Xiaodong said, if you can't make 30 billion, then make 3, Song Yao is now very confident.

He said to 005: [Huh, 30 billion I can't do it, can't I do 3! ]

It is obviously impossible to copy the puppet arm one-to-one to leapfrog thousands of years of technology.

But it doesn't matter! !

The child who made the life-saving necklace said with super confidence: "We can put various technologies together, and then select them one by one!"

Zhao Xiaodong first thought of the flying spider they were studying.

"Wow!"

He was very excited: "Can we make this arm fly too?!"

Song Yao was also very excited.

But he still had a trace of reason: "It's impossible now, it's so heavy."

Even a flying spider that is so light and so large can only crawl on the ground now, and it crawls randomly without any rules.

Song Yao said: "I mean, we can use some of the techniques we learned before on it!"

For example, the combination of the finger swinging technique of the dancing hand and the puppet arm technique is like the combination of one and thirty billion. In the end, it can't produce one billion, but it's still no problem to increase it to three.

Song Yao confidently went to tinker with Zhao Xiaodong!

Then he retreated with a dazed look of failure.

Zhao Xiaodong lay on the bed: "The seventh time..."

Failed seven times in half a month, so hard, so sad.

Song Yao was not convinced and tinkered for a while, and finally had to admit: "Okay, this won't work."

He found his design drawing and crossed out the latest one.

Then he also lay on the bed.

The child sighed like a little adult: "Maybe this is life."

Dad Song happily pushed open the door and saw their lazy look. He was stunned: "What are you doing?"

He turned his eyes and saw the scattered utensils on the small table and the torn waste drawings all over the floor. He understood:

"Failed again? This is the eighth time, right?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong looked at him unhappily.

The child snorted: "No, it's only seven times!"

"Okay, okay, seven times, Dad remembered it wrong."

Dad Song walked over in a good mood and picked up his son:

"Don't be unhappy, Dad will take you out for a delicious meal, how about it?"

Song Yao was stunned with a listless look, and then he became energetic: "Delicious?! What to eat!"

Dad Song said proudly: "Let's go to a restaurant!"

Wow! ! ! !

Zhao Xiaodong also came back to life: "Uncle Song, have you made a fortune?"

Song's father was happy: "Not really, I've got all the formalities done, from now on, I'll be a serious businessman."

Before, He's mother took Song's father to visit the professor of economics, and even Song's father himself didn't have much confidence.

At that time, the old professor didn't react much, but taught him for an afternoon for He's mother's sake, and seeing that Song's father could actually listen, he asked him to come back the next day.

He just happened to be teaching a few friends and students who came to ask for advice, anyway, teaching four people is teaching, teaching five people is also teaching, so he simply gave Song's father such a favor.

Song's father felt very lucky to be able to listen for an afternoon, and he was naturally very surprised that he could continue to take classes.

The old professor didn't accept gifts or money, his wife passed away early, there were no children at home, and he was stubborn and didn't want to hire a nanny.

Father Song was originally worried about how to repay the old professor. After discovering this, he went there early every day when he went to class, cleaned his room, and made an extra portion when he cooked for the family.

He really didn't try to please the other party, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that the other party taught him such an important thing without asking for money or gifts, so he had nothing to repay. Cleaning the house and bringing food were also a way of thanking him.

Anyway, he had to do these things at home (Zhao Xiaodong was pulled by Song Yao to indulge in the puppet arm and completely forgot about cooking).

Although Comrade Yuan Jiang said that he could do it for him, Father Song would rather work hard and run back and forth after eating Comrade Yuan Jiang's meal once.

Others also brought gifts, but the old professor looked too serious and fierce. After refusing with a cold face once, everyone dared not to show their courtesy again.

Father Song was not affected at all.

He has been used to seeing Grandpa Song like this since he was a child. He has a lot of chatter in his heart and pretends to be serious on his face.

Anyway, no matter how he looks, wouldn't it be enough to just eat the food he sent?

For such a powerful professor to be willing to eat from him, he felt that he was already very impressive.

The old professor didn't say anything, and even showed that he disliked the food sent by Father Song.

But after he finished teaching a few friends and students, he left Father Song alone to start a small kitchen.

Father Song was completely unaware that this was because of his "repaying action", and he happily told his children:

"Let me just say that I am lovable. Your godmother has already said that Professor Wang has never taught anyone for more than half a month. I am the only one who caught his eye and was retained. From now on, I can often I went to Professor Wang for advice.”

Today I learned that the old professor is willing to continue teaching him, and the business license he applied for has been issued.

It's a double happiness. Dad Song, who has been very busy in the past half month, decided to take the big guys to have a good meal together.

He hugged his son a little guiltily and said:

"Dad has been too busy during this period and hasn't even bothered to take care of you. Look at your thin face..."

Hey, wait.

Song's father was unsure and gently pinched Song Yaonen's cute little face: "Yao'er, have you gained weight?"

Song Yao didn't feel anything at all: "No, I didn't eat anything delicious, how could I gain weight?"

Father Song put his son on the ground and looked at it carefully:

"You just gained weight. Look at your face."

Her features are even more delicate, like a little doll in a New Year painting.

Song Yao touched his little face in disbelief:

"No way."

He lowered his head to look at his hands: "It's still the same as before..."

Looking at his fleshy little hands, the child shut up.

He was surprised: "Have I really gained weight?!"

But he has been so busy recently that he has no time to eat delicious food everywhere.

Father Song went to see Zhao Xiaodong again.

Sure enough, the child also gained weight.

However, due to Zhao Xiaodong's height and frame, he cannot be described as fat, but can only be said to be strong.

Song Yao also found that Zhao Xiaodong seemed to be wider overall.

He was shocked: "You have gained weight too!"

Zhao Xiaodong was quite happy: "Really? Hehe, my grandma also said that I am too thin and should grow stronger."

The child Song Yao accepted the fact that he and his friends had become fat, and he was puzzled:

"It's strange, we stay in the house all the time doing arm work, how did we gain weight?"

As a child, I only gained weight during the Chinese New Year when I went to various restaurants to eat and drink.

He hasn't eaten much recently.

I have only been to the teacher’s house a few times, but the meals I had were all ordinary home-cooked meals.

Father Song glanced at Yuan Jiang again and again.

He has not yet forgotten the scene when he came home one day and saw two children seriously dismantling machinery, with Comrade Yuan Jiang standing aside holding a plate and feeding them from time to time.

Let’s talk about why I always feel the smell of sweet food in my home.

Yuan Jiang met Song's father's eyes and silently looked away.

He didn't mean it either.

Every time I see Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong studying with a headache on their faces, I always feel that they need to eat something delicious to replenish their brains.

I patched it up, patched it up, and over patched it.

The cold and hard soldier is serious:

"It's the time when you guys are growing up, it would be nice to grow stronger."

It's okay if he didn't say it, but he remembered Song Yao as soon as he mentioned it.

Picture after picture flashed through my mind.

While he was reading in distress, Brother Yuanjiang stuffed a piece of pear into his mouth.

When he was worried that the line was wrong, Brother Yuanjiang handed a dried sweet potato and put it in his mouth.

When he and Zhao Xiaodong were having a heated argument, Brother Yuan Jiang handed them a large piece of rock candy.

There are always snacks at home, and you can always find delicious fruits of all kinds when you are hungry.

Song Yao didn't feel anything when he was doing things seriously, but he only realized it now when he recalled it.

It seems like his mouth hasn't stopped in the past half month!

The child discovered the "culprit" and immediately expressed with a serious face:

"Brother Yuanjiang, we can't gain weight anymore, otherwise we will turn into balls!"

"From today on, we will definitely not eat snacks!"

Zhao Xiaodong said happily: "Yao'er, I can't turn into a ball, only someone as short as you can."

Song Yao hummed: "Then you can eat it yourself. Anyway, when you turn into a ball, I will definitely laugh at you."

Zhao Xiaodong choked: "Huh, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat."

Anyway, they didn't feel tired at all when they made the puppet arms.

After Yuan Jiang promised not to feed the two children 24 hours a day, everyone reached a consensus and happily went to a restaurant on the street for a meal.

When they came back, the owner of the wonton shop greeted them with a smile.

"It seems like I haven't seen these two kids out to play for half a month. They are so quiet."

Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong, who was very happy after eating, said: ...haven't we been out to play in half a month?

They looked at each other, both shocked.

"Wow, we actually worked so hard."

"Wow, we are too diligent."

The two children felt deeply proud that "we are such hard-working people."

They straightened their chests and expressed super proudly:

"Because we are studying hard."

The shop owner looked in admiration: "That's great, you will definitely be able to get into college in the future."

That is!

Song Yao was very confident that they could not only get into college, but also get into the best college.

After finding out that they were so good, the children went back and boasted to Zhao Xiaodong.

"This is the highest realm of learning. Don't be happy with things or sad with yourself. Look at us, we are so obsessed with learning that we don't even remember that we didn't go out to play or that we gained weight."

"You know, throughout the ages, people like us who study hard will eventually achieve great success."

Zhao Xiaodong straightened his back at Song Yao's words.

"That's right, we are such amazing people!"

Half a month!

They actually studied hard for half a month and didn't even think about going out to play.

Oh my God!

They are so good.

That afternoon, the two children were making puppet arms with full of self-pride and ambition.

An hour later...

Song Yao touched his belly: "I'm hungry."

Zhao Xiaodong also touched his belly: "I'm not hungry, but I want to eat."

They looked at each other and saw the eagerness in each other's eyes.

Song Yao suggested: "Let's go out and buy something to eat! It's so hot outside, there must be someone selling popsicles!"

Zhao Xiaodong stood up without hesitation: "Okay, okay, let's go!"

They ran out happily, each of them chose the cheapest popsicle, and also gave one to Yuan Jiang who was following him.

The summer cicadas were very loud, but Song Yao enjoyed it very much.

When the child was happily eating half of the popsicle, he saw a group of children running by with a long stick in their hands.

His eyes lit up instantly: "Wow! Are they catching cicadas!"

He also liked this game when he was at home.

Zhao Xiaodong also looked longingly: "I haven't caught cicadas for a long time."

Song Yao clapped his hands: "Let's go and play with them for a while! Just play for half an hour, it doesn't matter!"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded and agreed immediately.

The two children happily chased after them. One of them was sweet-mouthed and the other was tall. After a few words, the group of children happily agreed to join them.

A group of people happily held the pole and played for half an hour.

Although Song Yao failed to catch the cicada, the leader of the children still gave them one each out of loyalty.

Because Song Yao said he liked the sound of cicadas, he specially gave him the one with the loudest sound.

The child happily put the cicada in front of him and listened to its loud zhi—— cry.

He happily held it up to show Yuan Jiang:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, it is singing, listen, it sounds so good, it is singing with its belly!"

Song Yao likes the sound of cicadas very much, and in his eyes, cicadas are directly linked to summer.

Hearing them call, he can sleep better.

In the past, his father would catch cicadas for him to play with in the summer. As long as he put some fresh leaves, he could keep them for several days, and then Song's father would let them go and catch new ones for him.

Yuan Jiang listened to the harsh [zhi——] in his ears and his face was wooden.

He didn't like the cicadas calling, because he was woken up by the harsh and sharp sound of cicadas countless times during his naps.

But seeing the child looking at him expectantly, he could only answer against his conscience: "It sounds good."

Song Yao's eyes sparkled. He had played with cicadas before, but this was the first time he discovered that cicadas actually use their bellies to make sounds.

The child poked the cicada's belly, and it immediately started to chirp again after just stopping.

After a while, it stopped.

He poked it again, and it chirped again.

After repeating this several times, the cicada seemed to have lost all desire to live, and refused to make any sound no matter how Song Yao poked it.

Zhao Xiaodong kindly took his cicada over:

"It will chirp when it hears other cicadas chirping."

Just as he was about to urge his cicada, his hand accidentally loosened, and the cicada escaped and flew away quickly.

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Song Yao hurriedly comforted him: "It doesn't matter, they will be gone in the summer anyway, I have a better idea..."

A few days later

Song's father came back humming a song with a smile on his face. When he saw Yuan Jiang, he immediately went over to share with him:

"I'm telling you, Professor Wang actually said he wants to take me as his apprentice. I will also have a teacher in the future. Hey, why are you standing at the door again?"

Yuan Jiang glanced at him and opened the door a crack.

Song's father: "..."

This scene seems familiar.

After making enough mental preparations, he leaned over to look.

In the room, Song Yao raised his hand to signal, and Zhao Xiaodong, who was holding a square device opposite, immediately pressed a button, and the device instantly emitted a super loud [zhi! ! ! ] sound.

Song's father was so scared that his feet shook and he almost fell.

Song Yao carefully moved another thing over, and then connected a line to the square thing.

The zhi sound, which was originally only 8, jumped to 80 after connecting to that thing.

Not to mention the people inside the house, the two adults outside were directly hit by such a loud noise.

Song's father twisted his foot and almost died on the spot for Yuan Jiang.

The house was full of deafening noises: zhi!!! zh!!! zhi!!! zhi!!!

Song's father covered his ears and felt like he was suffocating.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were still happily high-fiving in the house.

Turning around, the child saw his father coming back and immediately smiled and came to greet him. Because the cicadas in the house were still chirping loudly, he also said to Song's father loudly:

"Dad!! We have saved the cicadas' chirping in the machine!"

"From now on, we can sleep listening to the cicadas' chirping all year round!"

"Are you happy!!!"