Chapter 64 (Chapter 64 (170,000 180,000...)

Dad Song was so "happy".

In order to show that he was very happy, he specially smiled at the two children when he made them stand:

"It's not too noisy, right?! With such a loud noise, you want to stir up a whole street of people, right?"

Song Yao lowered his head and retorted in a low voice:

"The uncle who rented the house to us said that the house is well soundproofed."

"No matter how good the soundproofing is, you can't stop you from doing this!"

Father Song could no longer maintain his loud voice and could only cover his ears with one hand:

"Turn this thing off!"

Song Yao stuck out his tongue, trotted over and closed it.

After the confinement, I came back and continued to stand. The child said timidly:

"But listening to the cicadas calling is very artistic."

As he talked, his sentences started to flow, and he felt that he was so artistic:

"Dad, don't you think this feels like summer? It's like sending summer to you, hehehehe we are so awesome~"

Dad Song chuckled: "I don't know if Xia Tian has been sent to me, but I know that I am about to be sent away by it."

"Don't you know that cicadas are very noisy? It's still noon. If you don't sleep, don't other neighbors sleep?

Comrade Yuan Jiang was noisy by you and went outside. At this time, it was the time for him to take a nap, but you are still so noisy in the room! "

Seeing that both children were confused, and then secretly looked at the time on the fan clock, Father Song said with a tigerish face:

"Did you come to Lecheng, and without your grandma watching over you, you would just drift away?"

He made a gesture to go out:

"Okay, I can't find your grandma. I'm going to ask your teacher to come over and see if she thinks it's interesting to make such a noise during nap time."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were instantly frightened.

"No, no, no!"

Children are naturally afraid of teachers, especially Teacher He, although he is very kind to them, but if they make mistakes, he will never tolerate them.

Finally, this time the teacher had to take care of Grandpa He and couldn't care about them. They didn't want to be raped and slipped away to her.

The two children quickly went up and hugged Father Song’s arms:

"Dad, dad, we were wrong, let's not make it so loud."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Song, we didn't pay attention to the time and it happened like this. It was not intentional. We apologize to Brother Yuan Jiang and promise not to do it next time."

Seeing that they sincerely admitted their mistakes, the expression on Father Song's face softened a little.

He said to Yuan Jiang who was about to come forward to plead:

"Comrade Yuan Jiang, don't spoil them. Children of this age cannot be spoiled. Otherwise, if you give him a ladder, he can climb up to the sky."

Song Yao hugged her father's arm aggrievedly and acted coquettishly:

"No dad, you can't go up to the sky without protection, otherwise you will freeze to death and suffocate. I won't just go up there."

Dad Song: "...Is that what I'm saying? I'm saying you can't be like this, just enjoying yourself and not caring about others at all."

"Look at Comrade Yuan Jiang, he's hiding outside because he's afraid that you guys will find out."

Tough guy Yuan Jiang had to clarify: "...I'm not afraid of cicadas."

Father Song didn't hear him at all, and continued to lecture him:

"Comrade Yuan Jiang is usually so kind to you, has fed you so much weight, and takes care of you so carefully every day. He is so kind, but you just don't think about him, and you disturb him from his nap!"

"Think about it for yourselves, are you doing this right?"

Imagine that he was so noisy when he was taking a nap, Song's father was quite angry.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong lowered their heads with guilty conscience.

They were playing... no, they were just learning to get high. They didn't pay attention to the time at all, and they didn't even think that it was time for Brother Yuanjiang to take a nap.

Both children obediently came to Yuan Jiang to admit their mistake.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuanjiang, we won't do it next time."

"Brother Yuanjiang, I'm sorry. You can take a nap now. We will never disturb you."

Yuanjiang wasn't angry at all. Seeing the two children's wilting looks, Yuanjiang patted them on the shoulders:

"fine."

Father Song knew this would happen and shook his head helplessly.

His mother is right, a loving father often loses his son.

Although Comrade Yuan Jiang is not the biological father of these two children, he dotes on them more than his biological father.

That is to say, I am still treating them with dignity.

Otherwise, these two children are already smart and bold, so they are so pampered and don't tear down the house... Don't say it, it seems like something they can do.

Father Song was proud while maintaining the majestic look on his face.

He kept a straight face while eating, trying to let the two children know that although Comrade Yuan Jiang didn't care, he was still poking fun at an adult.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were completely unaware of his stern face and were still curious when they sat down to eat:

"Wow, Dad, brother Yuan Jiang said that Professor Wang accepted you as his student. Is it true?"

Zhao Xiaodong also pricked up his ears:

"Wow, Uncle Song, didn't you say that Professor Wang never accepts students? You are so awesome, Professor Wang is actually willing to accept you."

Song Yao's eyes were shining, and he was extremely proud: "That's right! This is my dad! My dad is very powerful!"

Yuan Jiang watched helplessly as the expression on Father Song's face became happier and happier.

His face, which was originally not so serious, was now bursting into laughter.

Father Song was happy for a while, coughed dryly, and said very reservedly:

"Maybe I'm attracted to Professor Wang. As you know, I look quite similar to him."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly, then looked at his father expectantly:

"Then since Professor Wang is your teacher, dad, then he is our master."

"Wow!"

The title "Master" is quite attractive, and Zhao Xiaodong suddenly became energetic:

"Master! It sounds so cool and awesome!"

Father Song had never heard of this title before. After all, before the appearance of fan bells, not everyone in Xinghe County was a craftsman.

He hesitated a little: "Are you sure you should call me Master?"

Song Yao said proudly: "Of course, what I saw in the county government book is that he is called Master."

This time I actually saw it at the county government.

Ever since he found a fan introduction at the county government last time, he fell in love with the feeling of book hunting.

I found a lot of good books.

I learned the title "Master" from one of these good books.

As soon as his son said he read it from a book, Father Song immediately had no doubts.

"That's okay, you can call Professor Wang Master from now on."

As he spoke, he laughed happily.

I didn’t expect that when I was a child, I didn’t even finish elementary school, and now that I was a father, I could still have a professor as my teacher.

Father Song's blood boils just thinking about it.

"The teacher must have discovered my intelligence," he said.

Song Yao nodded in agreement: "Yes, Dad, I have always thought you are very smart."

Otherwise, how could he have such a smart child?

Father Song became more confident.

Although he learned slower than other students because he had almost no foundation, he had never felt inferior about it.

He is a college student and he is not. Isn't it normal to be inferior to him?

Anyway, he listened carefully and wrote down what he didn't understand. When he came back, he would think about it carefully while cooking, just like what Yao'er said:

You may not be able to figure it out if you think about it, but you won’t be able to figure it out if you don’t think about it.

So Song's father was very busy during this period. He was so busy that he only discovered that the two children had gained weight from being fed a few days ago.

Song Yao couldn't help Dad at all.

It's true that he is smart, but he is not interested in economics.

Just like Zhao Xiaodong became drowsy when he saw the Chinese language, Song Yao also became drowsy when he saw the words his father memorized.

If you can't learn, you can't learn. No matter how smart you are, it's useless.

Song Yao felt that his father was really amazing, he could learn such boring things with such gusto.

The child gave his highest praise: "Dad! You must be a delayed genius!"

Father Song was very pleased, and felt that he might actually be super smart.

He has learned a lot in the past half month. He memorized everything by himself bit by bit. If he knew how to do it, he would practice it in his mind again and again. If he didn't know how to do it, he would not be shy. If he really couldn't figure it out, he would ask Wang professor.

Professor Wang always had a straight face. He would first say "You don't know how to do something so simple?" and then explain it to him in detail.

After doing this several times, Father Song himself felt that he had made great progress.

At least for many actions that he could do subconsciously in the past, he can now figure out the consequences of doing so, what kind of impact it can have, the advantages and disadvantages, etc.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He rubbed his son's hair. After he puffed up his face and muttered unhappily, "If you don't touch my head, I won't grow taller," he said cheerfully:

"I have learned a lot now, son, maybe dad can become a household worth 100,000 yuan in the future."

Because Song Yao's national bonus was almost 10,000 yuan, Song's father, who was bragging to his son, gritted his teeth and set his goal back one step.

Song Yao's eyes were bright: "Dad!! Don't want 100,000 yuan! You want to become a billionaire!"

Dad Song: "...Is this goal too big?"

"how come!"

Song Yao waved his hand with great pride:

"Dad, you have to believe in yourself, you are a genius! For a genius, billions are just a goal."

Hehe, his goal is hundreds of millions, he is really great.

After the child finished speaking, he looked for 005's approval: [Am I right, 005? 】

005 is very sure: [Yes host, it is too easy for geniuses to make money. 】

However, I found that it has been 40 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is not as confident as before.

So the novice AI said very cautiously:

[But host, I will plan a billionaire for you only if you are enlightened. Your father does not want such a high goal. 】

It gives new figures: [Hundreds of billionaires, among the data of billionaires in the 4000 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the lowest asset of a human being with an IQ of genius is hundreds of billions.

The producer said that you have to lower your standards to be happy. In this case, your father, who is the host, will definitely feel very happy. 】

Song Yao nodded inwardly, then turned to Dad Song and said:

"Dad, one billion is still too much. Just make one hundred billion and lower your standards."

Dad Song: "..."

Seeing that Song's father didn't answer, Song Yao quickly added:

"Dad, I mean the goal. Of course we can't make so much now."

Although it is just a goal, after 005's planning, he is still very confident about how much money he can make in the future.

Just study hard and make progress.

As long as he makes a magic item, billions will be waving at him!

For Song Yao, this is just like his belief that he will be able to make a spaceship in the future.

Anyway, it’s about “later”. Children feel that they are already great now and they will definitely be able to do it in the future.

In the same way, Dad will definitely be able to do it "in the future".

Although for children who live a fulfilling life every day, next week seems as far away as "the next life".

However, Song's father did not have his son's optimism.

He even patted Song Yao on the shoulder: "Good boy, don't stay at home and study every day. Take more time to go out and play."

I always feel like this kid is stupid.

Song Yao pursed his lips and said to 005: [Sure enough, you shouldn't believe the producer's words. What he said seems to be incorrect. 】

If it were other famous quotes, 005 might still be suspicious.

But when it comes to being a producer, the novice AI feels super guilty: Why has it forgotten that the producer is unreliable?

He silently threw these words into the solitary room.

Song Yao didn't take this matter very seriously.

Anyway, making so much money is just like making a spaceship. It will be a long, long time later.

After dinner, he eagerly carried his little schoolbag and prepared to buy gifts with his father. When he met his master for the first time, he decided to buy some mung bean cakes for his master.

The children also tried to get Yuan Jiang to stay at home and take a nap:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, we are only going out for a while. Nothing will happen. You can sleep well at home and I will bring you mung bean cake to eat."

Yuan Jiang did not agree.

Originally, the nap was just to ensure energy in the afternoon, but after going through the super loud cicada cycle, he felt that he would not be sleepy all day today.

It can simply be described as energetic.

Not to mention being so energetic, even if he was really sleepy, he would never leave Song Yao for more than five minutes.

Song Yao was a little cautious.

After knowing Yuan Jiang for so long, this was the first time he saw him not taking a nap.

He muttered guiltily to Zhao Xiaodong, "What should we do? Brother Yuan Jiang can't even take a nap because of us."

Children really don't pay attention to time.

He can usually take a break when studying and reading, but as soon as he starts doing something that interests him, he is completely immersed in it.

In the past, there was a Zhao Xiaodong who yelled for a break after working for a while. This time, Zhao Xiaodong was also super interested in those two devices. He spent most of the time fiddling with them and couldn't even remember what time it was.

At this moment, he also felt guilty: "Uncle Song is right, brother Yuan Jiang is so good to us, we shouldn't disturb him."

Song Yao felt the same way.

Because of this, he didn't like the cicadas they made so much anymore.

Of course, he firmly refused to admit that it was because he liked the new and disliked the old.

The child took the initiative to ask his father:

"Dad, why don't we give the cicada machine to our master?"

He was eager to try: "Don't Master live alone? He can listen to the cicada when he is bored."

Although he had never heard him introduce what a "cicada" was, Song's father still knew what Song Yao was talking about as soon as he heard it:...

He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm his voice down:

"You guys are so noisy. The elderly need a quiet environment, so this cicada... cicada is not suitable to be given to your master."

"As long as the sound is not amplified, it's not noisy."

Song Yao happily took out the machine, turned the button and pressed the switch.

The sharp cicada sound instantly dropped to normal volume, as if a real cicada was calling right here.

It feels like it makes people want to grind their teeth even more than the expensive time.

Dad Song: "..."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

Song's father had to give a straightforward reason: "Yao'er, your master probably doesn't like hearing cicadas scream."

Except for children, who would like this thing that disturbs people's sleep.

Song Yao's eyes were bright and he was not shocked at all:

"Then what does Master like?"

Father Song’s past half month has not been in vain, he opened his mouth and said:

"He likes to listen to plays and often goes to Lecheng Theater to listen to plays."

Professor Wang went to Lecheng Theater to listen to a play before, but it rained heavily.

Father Song guessed that it was a sunny day when he went out and he must not have brought an umbrella, so he went there to bring an umbrella for Professor Wang.

By the way, he also listened for a while and found that he couldn't understand the babbling, but the people at the scene listened with gusto. Some people even leaned against the wall to listen to the music even if it rained.

Thinking of this, Dad Song touched his chin:

"How about I ask the teacher to go to the theater? Theater tickets are quite expensive. He has only gone seven times in the past half month."

Professor Wang was face-conscious and did not want to squeeze in at the door to listen to the opera with others, especially when there were several of his old friends who often listened to the opera together, so he was even less willing.

But he had a noble temperament, and a lot of people gave him money and gifts, including tickets to the Lecheng Theater, but he just refused to accept them, and even got angry when they insisted.

The little old man is so stubborn, and sometimes he would rather stay at home than listen to the show.

But Father Song felt that he was Professor Wang's only student, and the close relationship between them was still different. There was nothing wrong with accepting a theater ticket from his only disciple.

Professor Wang taught him so many things and didn't even charge him a penny. If he didn't want to go, he would drag him there. Anyway, once he sat down, he was fascinated.

Dad Song was just imagining how to trick the teacher into the Lecheng Theater, when he heard Song Yao clap his hands and say happily:

"That's great!! Dad, let's go to the theater now!!"

Dad Song: "? It's so early, Professor Wang should still be taking a nap, oh, be careful, such a heavy thing will be dropped again..."

Because the two Zhiliaoji (according to Song Yao, one is called Zhiliao and the other is called Ji) are too heavy, in the end they can only be held by Dad Song and Yuan Jiang, and the two children happily hold their clothes and walk forward.

When they arrived at the theater, little Song Yao looked around in surprise.

"Wow, it's so big, there are so many seats."

Zhao Xiaodong was also super excited: "Little one, it hasn't started yet, are we going to record it directly?"

"No."

Song Yao, who has listened to Star Education for more than a year, whispered: "We have to get the consent of the theater owner, otherwise it will be piracy."

Zhao Xiaodong knows about piracy.

There were pirated versions of their fan clocks, but since they had people from Xinghe County making parts at a low price, they didn't make much money. Those pirated fan clocks were expensive and not as good as theirs, so they disappeared after a short period of glory.

Thinking of his anger when he found out that the fan clock was pirated, Zhao Xiaodong nodded with sympathy:

"Yes, we should get consent before recording."

Dad Song listened to the two children chattering for a while before he could barely understand.

"I'll go ask. It just so happens that I know the owner of Lecheng Theater. He should agree."

Song Yao was surprised: "Dad, how do you know the theater owner?"

Dad Song waved his hand: "I met him last time when it rained and waited for your master, so we chatted and we got along well. He even taught me to sing a song."

Looking around and seeing that there were not many people around, he even sang a song to the two children in a low voice.

After listening to him sing, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had reservations about the sentence "People also praised me for singing well and learning quickly."

Although Song's father didn't sing very well, he knew the theater owner.

After entering the backstage for a while, he came over to tell Song Yao that it was done.

"It's a pity that they are busy now, otherwise he would like to come and see you."

As he said this, he turned around and waved. Song Yao and the others could vaguely see a middle-aged man standing in the backstage of the theater, smiling and waving at this side.

Song Yao immediately looked at his father in admiration: "Dad, you are so great!"

Song's father patted his son confidently: "That's right."

The recording process went smoothly. Song Yao didn't understand opera, but he thought the brothers and sisters in costumes were so beautiful.

The child had never seen such gorgeous clothes, and he stared at them with his eyes wide open.

When others applauded, he immediately followed and applauded excitedly.

The people on the stage finished singing, and seeing that he was so young and watching with relish, his face smiled a little more.

This recording took an afternoon, and I had to wait until the next day to visit Professor Wang.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong watched the show for the whole afternoon. The two children were super excited. When they got home, they whispered together.

Yuan Jiang could also see that they took out a wooden box that had been put away for five days. It seemed that they were in a good mood and planned to make this unknown object that had been put away for five days.

He was already used to the children's love of new things and dislike of old things.

They were probably making some toys again.

Yuan Jiang could now perfectly understand the psychological activities of Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong.

This thing had not been touched for so many days. It was probably almost finished, so the two children lost interest and pushed each other away. No one wanted to finish it, so it dragged on for five days and no one touched it.

I don't know why they suddenly remembered to continue.

As usual, Yuan Jiang brought hot water and watched the two children wash up before letting them go to bed. When the time came, no matter how they begged, "It's just a little bit, it will be done soon, sleep later today", he still turned off the kerosene lamp.

Children's eyesight cannot be sloppy. If they want to learn and do things, they have to wait until daytime.

The next day, the two children got together again as soon as they woke up.

They even dragged Yuan Jiang to accompany them to the factory.

Yuan Jiang quietly found a familiar comrade-in-arms to take the two children in. The comrade-in-arms didn't know the inside story, and watched for a while and smacked his lips:

"Your relative's children? Incredible, at such a young age, they are quite daring."

Yuan Jiang thought that if you saw the spiders and hand bones they made, you would probably give them a higher evaluation.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong ran around the factory for a whole morning, and they were both happy when they went home.

However, because they were too hungry, they decided to announce the results of this time after eating.

After eating, Song's father said:

"Okay, we didn't rest well yesterday, let's take a nap together today, and go to your master's house in the afternoon."

Yuan Jiang has been thinking silently about what position he should take for a nap.

Although he didn't sleep well yesterday because of Zhileji's instant energy, he was still very sleepy today.

Not bad, just lie down and sleep for a while.

He is already a little bit yawning now.

"Brother Yuan Jiang!"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong ran to him with a happy look on their faces.

"We're sorry for making you miss your nap yesterday. We've prepared the gift for you and are giving it to you as an apology gift. Hehe."

Zhao Xiaodong took out the small box.

Yuan Jiang's heart softened.

So this was made for him?

The cold soldier didn't refuse. He thought to himself that even if it was a multi-eyed spider, he would show that he liked it very much.

Then he took the gift and went to take a happy nap.

Song Yao opened the box: "Look!!! A tube that can make the gun sound less loud after being installed on the gun!!"

The child was very proud: "Brother Yuan Jiang, you can shoot in the village from now on, and no one will hear it."

Yuan Jiang: "..."

He lowered his head and looked at the tube in the wooden box.

A thing that can make the gun sound less loud...

At this time when he should take a nap.

He was energetic again.