Chapter 3

Facing the angry army of honey, Song Yao still listened to his father and hid in the house obediently. After a while, his father ran over happily with a stick to dig the hive, causing the bees lying on the hive to chase him angrily, and he turned around and ran away.

After several rounds, it is estimated that the bees also accepted this boring human. When Song's father went to dig again, there was no movement in the hive.

He went up to check first to make sure there were really no bees, and then he happily called Song Yao: "Little boy, it's okay, come out."

Song Yao ran out excitedly, looking at the pagoda-shaped beehive held by his father, which was obviously different from a hornet's nest, and praised: "Dad, you are so awesome!"

Song's father was proud: "Of course, your father has 20 years of rich experience in poking beehives. When it comes to poking beehives, no one in the village can compare to me."

Song Yao admired his father even more, and his dark eyes were sparkling as he looked at him: "Teach me, I want to be so awesome too."

Being looked at by his son with such admiring eyes, Song's father became more and more proud, and he was about to agree with his mouth. Fortunately, he suddenly got a chill, and his mind associated with the scene of Grandpa Song chasing him with a fire stick after he knew that he taught his son this.

His father only beat him up, but his mother would not give him food.

Father Song shuddered and quickly swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth: "Hey, you are so naive, don't play with this, Dad will teach you something else."

Seeing that Father Song was unwilling to teach, Song Yao did not feel disappointed, but asked in his mind: [005, do you have a course to stir up a hornet's nest? I want to learn. ]

005: [No. ]

The child was very surprised: [Didn't you say that you have all kinds of courses? ]

005: [……]

That's what the producer said when he advertised.

005 ran the data carefully, and according to its logic, it felt that "the course the host wanted to learn was not in the system" was indeed a mistake of the learning system, so it apologized: [Sorry, we should have advertised falsely. ]

Song Yao knew what advertising meant. 005 had tried to advertise to him before, but later his learning degree was not enough, so it silently stopped mentioning it.

Hearing 005's apology, he comforted 005 generously: [It's okay, these ads were not your idea, it's the fault of the producer you mentioned. Selling things requires honesty, how can he brag. ]

If the producer four thousand years later knew that he was accused of such a big thing, he would probably be so angry that he would laugh.

This learning system contains all the learning related to Zhongzhou in the past four thousand years. Many of the obsolete technical materials in it were bought by him from the antique market. It is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that you can learn everything.

But no matter how comprehensive his preparations were, he didn't expect to sell beehive poking as a course.

He is not so greedy!

Of course, it is impossible for the current producer to know what happened nearly four thousand years ago, so Song Yao happily reached a consensus with 005 that "the producer is a profiteer for false advertising."

Fortunately, although the producer is a profiteer, the course "The Composition of Honey" is still very cost-effective, and it even describes the production methods of equipment for extracting honey in various eras.

Song Yao took a quick look, and he couldn't understand the tools and equipment, so he jumped to the tool-free honey extraction. After reading it, he was full of confidence:

"Dad, let's go home and get the honey out."

Song's father took the beehive and looked at it carefully: "How do you get it out?"

Song Yao patted his chest: "I know!"

Song's father didn't doubt that his son knew it. Although he was also naughty, he never lied. I guess he read it from a book.

So the father and son walked back happily with the freshly taken beehive.

Passing by Ho Kwan Man's window again, seeing her looking over, the two of them extended their hands and greeted her warmly:

"Hello, teacher."

Ho Kwan Man saw the beehive in Song's father's hand: "...Hello."

She took another obscure look at the beehive: "Hey, you guys...poke the beehive together?"

Song Yao answered very proudly: "Yes, father and son are fighting together!"

Ho Kwan Man: ...Although the words are correct, it always feels weird to use them here.

She looked at Song's father.

Song's father didn't find it strange at all. He touched his son's head with great surprise and praised him: "Good boy, you even know about father-son battles. You are worthy of being my son!"

The praised child became more confident, straightened his chest, and looked at Ho Kwan-man with bright eyes.

Although he didn't say anything, inexplicably, Ho Kwan-man saw the meaning of "praise me, praise me" from his dark eyes.

She coughed dryly and praised tentatively: "This child is really smart."

Song Yao's face instantly bloomed with a big smile, and he said happily: "Thank you, teacher!"

He is good-looking, and he is even more adorable when he smiles. Ho Kwan-man's heart softened when he saw him, and he couldn't help but smile: "You're welcome. You must study hard in the teacher's class tomorrow."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly, saying that he would definitely become the most serious student in the class, and even said that if other students were not well behaved, he could still control them.

He said proudly: "I have eight cousins, seven cousins, and two brothers who are two years older than me. They are very strong and dare not disobey me."

He Junwen did not think that these brothers were too many. She also had many cousins.

Song Yao continued: "I know the things in the village best. I can guess who will come to class tomorrow. Teacher, I tell you, most people are very obedient, but Zhao Xiaodong will definitely be impatient to listen to the class. It's okay. He is afraid of his grandmother. You can just use his grandmother to scare him. And Wang Xiaoer..."

For a novice teacher who will teach for the first time tomorrow, it is definitely a big surprise to know the information of the students in advance and know how to discipline them. He Junwen forgot about the beehive and listened carefully.

Song Yao also likes to talk. Seeing that she didn't mind her long talk, she became more energetic and counted all the children in the village who were going to school.

Song's father stood by and added from time to time: "Yes, yes, Xiao Cong is not afraid of his parents, he is afraid of his sister. You are young and don't know. His sister has been taking care of him before she got married. If he doesn't listen, you can tell his sister and I guarantee he won't dare to be naughty."

He Junwen nodded repeatedly, wishing she could take notes with a pen and paper. She was still reluctant to leave until Song Yao had almost finished talking to all the children in the village and said goodbye to her.

Finally, Song's father proudly said: "Teacher He, don't worry. Our Dashu Village has been influenced by my family and can support education. Even if the children are not sensible, we adults will definitely support you."

He Junwen was remembering the situation of those children in her heart, and she didn't take this to heart. She didn't react until Song Yao and Song's father left.

Influenced by his family?

How was it influenced?

Thinking that she would live in the village anyway, there would be plenty of time to ask, He Junwen temporarily put this behind her mind and concentrated on remembering the information of those students.

When Song Yao and his father were wandering back, they were scolded for poking a hornet's nest and taking so long to do it.

Song Yao justified the name of the beehive: "Grandma, this is a beehive."

Grandma Song: "What nest do I care about? Can't you see it's getting dark?! How much kerosene was wasted waiting for you to light the lamp at home."

Dad Song immediately said that they met Teacher He and talked to Teacher He for a long time, which delayed the time.

Grandma Song's expression eased: "We need to get along well with the teacher. Our youngest son will still rely on Teacher He to teach him in the future. Whether he can go to college depends on him."

Teacher He would definitely feel pressured if he knew what Grandma Song said.

She just graduated from high school.

However, Teacher He didn't know, so Grandma Song was very happy to imagine the bright future of her grandson who would be admitted to college. Of course, she didn't imagine it for too long, because the kerosene lamp was still on, which wasted a lot of oil. She could lie on the bed and continue thinking after the light was turned off.

"When the honey is ready, we will give some to Teacher He so that she can have a good impression of our youngest child."

"Teacher He already has a good impression of me." Song Yao said very proudly: "Teacher He said I am the cutest child she has ever seen."

Grandma Song took a look at her grandson's good-looking face and believed what he said.

But she still insisted on giving the honey: "Such a young girl must be scared to come to our mountain valley alone. We should walk around more and make her feel that she doesn't have to be afraid here."

Which girl would not be scared when she came to a strange village in the mountains? Although the folk customs of Dashu villagers are simple and honest, and there has never been a dirty idea of ​​not treating girls as human beings, the locals know that Teacher He, an outsider, has nowhere to go.

At this time, the locals should walk around more and spread goodwill, so that the girl can feel that there is someone to ask for help when she encounters problems. This is a big deal for Teacher He, but for their family, it is just a matter of walking a few steps and saying a few words. Of course, they should help if they can.

Song Yao didn't know what grandma was thinking, so he asked, "What is Teacher He afraid of? Is she afraid of wolves taking her away? Although our village is in the mountains, there are no wolves. There are only wolves in Liuye Village."

Song's father nodded, "Yes, what is she afraid of? We don't even have wild boars here."

Grandpa Song was squatting to observe the beehive, and he said very reliably, "If she is afraid, I can go to Liuye Village to get some wolf feces and put it at her door, so that wild animals won't dare to approach."

Grandma Song glared at the three men in the family with annoyance, "I know you men don't understand. Anyway, it's hard to say, just listen to me."

They were familiar with following orders, and the three of them immediately had no problem.

It was completely dark. In order to save kerosene, Song's father and Song Yao, who came back late, quickly washed up and went back to their own room.

Song Yao slept in his little bed and talked to 005: [005, I can't sleep. Let's discuss how to eat the honey after it is made tomorrow? 】

005 had never heard of the host consulting the system for anything, so it was a little confused and had no precedent to learn from. It was stunned for two minutes before responding uncertainly: [The course "Hundred Ways to Eat Honey" has been called up for the host].

Song Yao didn't say anything.

005 thought he was not satisfied with this negotiation method, and was about to change it, when he found that the host's brain waves were in a sleeping state.

005: [……]

It checked its own data records and found that it had been less than three minutes since the host told it that he couldn't sleep.

005: ... Humans are really strange.

The strange human Song Yao slept peacefully all night without dreams. He was about to stay in bed for a while, but suddenly remembered that he had to make honey today, go to school, and work hard to earn learning points for fishing tools. At the same time, he had to think about how to make honey delicious, and he immediately became energetic.

He would go to school in the future, so he wouldn't have so much time to do whatever he wanted.

He sat up and started to dress quickly.

Grandma Song came over to call him to get up, and was surprised to see that he had already gotten up: "You didn't lie in bed today?"

Song Yao put on his clothes and jumped out of bed to tidy up the quilt, feeling very worried: "I have to go to school today. Teacher He said yesterday that I have to take at least six classes a day, and each class is 40 minutes. I have to get up early, otherwise I won't have time to play."

He thinks going to school is good, but it would be better if he didn't have to go to school so long a day.

Grandma Song had the opposite idea from him. She thought it would be better if all the children in the village went to school, so that they wouldn't be making trouble here or there every day.

Look, it's only the first day of school, and the youngest one didn't lie in bed. It's really good to go to school.

Grandma Song, who passed by Song's father's room, looked at her son who was still sleeping soundly:...If the school didn't only accept children, I really want to send this thing in.

Grandma Song, who was getting more and more annoyed with her son, forced Song's father to get up, saying that he had to send Song Yao to school.

Song's father:...We are all in the same village, just a few steps away, why send me?

But looking at Grandma Song who looked like "If you don't send your son to school, I'll send my son to heaven", he still tried to get up, yawning and walking to school with Song Yao who was also yawning.

Ho Kwan-man was standing at the door of the classroom, surrounded by a group of parents, pulling their children in front of her: "Teacher Ho, this child is in your hands. If he doesn't listen, just beat him, just don't beat him to death."

"Yes, yes, yes, we definitely support you."

Another parent squeezed in and handed over a smooth and easy-to-hold stick.

"Teacher He, look, I heard that teachers used to beat children with a ruler. This is what I made yesterday. Although it is not a ruler, it can also be used. You can use it to educate them."

The parents in Dashu Village didn't understand how teachers taught their children, but Teacher He was gentle and had a good temper. Looking at their own naughty children, they were very worried that the other party could not control the students, so they deliberately gave Ho Kwan-man enough face in front of the children.

Ho Kwan Man knew that the parents in Dashu Village were very enthusiastic, but she never thought that they were so enthusiastic that they could even make a tool for beating children and give it to her.

She was relieved and at the same time she didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, no, forget about the stick."

As she was talking, she saw Song's father coming with Song Yao, and she was surprised: "Song Yao, why are you the only one here? Didn't you say yesterday that you have two brothers who are two years older than you?"

Song Yao: "My brothers are from Liuye Village and don't come to our village to go to school."

Ho Kwan Man didn't understand for a while: "Isn't your brother your real brother?"

Song Yao nodded: "Yes, real brother! My brothers are twins!"

Ho Kwan Man: ... How come the brothers are from different villages?

Seeing her confused, Song's father explained, "Those two kids are from the youngest son's stepfather's side. Although they are not the youngest son's mother's biological children, they were also raised by her, so they can be considered the youngest son's biological brothers."

He was very proud: "Didn't I tell you last night? Our Dashu Village supports education so much because of my family. In addition to my youngest son's intelligence, it is because of his mother."

He Junwen: "..."

Stepfather... Does that mean Song Yao's parents are divorced?

But seeing Song's father's proud look, she was not so sure.

She had experience with divorce. Divorce is not a good thing. Most people hide it, and even the elders think it is shameful. If a child's parents divorce, the child will become inferior.

She has seen children whose parents are divorced, and they are all secretive to the outside world.

...Look at Song's father and Song Yao's super confident and proud look.

This doesn't look like it.

Father Song was still bragging. He had already boasted to everyone in the village. Now he finally found a stranger to show off to, and he was very happy:

"The youngest son's mother graduated from junior high school. She used to work in the county. She wrote for the New Year in the villages around us, and she only charged a fee. Not only is she good at studying and educated, she is also very good at managing the family, and she can also raise children. Look at how smart our youngest son is. He inherited her."

The parents next to him also agreed: "Yes, yes, the youngest son is so smart because of his mother."

"If you say she graduated from junior high school, she will give birth to very good children."

"The youngest son's mother is still a teacher in Liuye Village. Oh, in the past, she would have brought honor to the family!"

As the parents spoke, Song Yao and Song's father had the same look of pride on their faces.

Ho Kwan-man looked at the parents who were full of admiration and envy, and then looked at the two people, one big and one small, with expressions on their faces saying "my mother is awesome" and "my son's mother is awesome".

What they said made her think that Song Yao's parents were divorced, but the happy expressions on their faces made her feel that it was not the case.

She asked tentatively: "...If Song Yao's mother is a teacher in Liuye Village, then she has to live there?"

Song's father looked righteous and confident: "Of course! She has married to Liuye Village. Even if she is not a teacher there, she will live there."

Ho Kwan-man: ...They are really divorced.

She was in a very complicated mood: "You guys have a pretty good relationship."

Song's father: "Of course, we are also responding to the call of the country, free marriage, divorce if not compatible, if she was not pregnant with the youngest child at the time, we would have divorced two months after marriage."

Song Yao grew up listening to the great story of his parents' divorce, and he straightened his back with pride: "My parents are the first couple to divorce in our county!"

"The first couple!"

He always felt that his parents were so brave, and he must be the bravest child in the village.

Song's father was even more proud when he got his son's affirmation.

It was very easy for him and Song Yao's mother to divorce. The two grew up together, childhood sweethearts, and got married naturally. As a result, after getting married, it was over. They felt awkward even holding hands. When they talked, Song's father treated Song Yao's mother as a brother, and Song Yao's mother treated Song's father as a girlfriend. What's the point of getting along?

If the two were in ancient times, they could only live awkwardly. Isn't this living in Xinzhongzhou? The country said that divorce is allowed, and neither of them is willing to make do. After discussing, they decided to divorce.

When they first decided to divorce, there were some gossips in the village, but Song's father didn't think there was anything shameful about divorce, especially after he went to the county to inquire and found that no one in the county had registered for divorce. He happily went back and publicized it to the whole village.

The slogan was as follows: They are responding to the country! Supporting the country's marriage system! At the same time, they are brave enough to be the first couple to divorce! If the county writes the county annals in the future, their names as the first couple to divorce must be recorded.

The villagers originally looked up to the country, and Song's father continued to brainwash them. He brainwashed them as long as Song Yao's mother was pregnant with Song Yao.

The key is that he really felt this way, so the brainwashing was particularly smooth.

When Song Yao was born, the villagers also began to think that it was a glorious thing for their village to have the first couple to divorce.

Especially Song's father got the support of the village party secretary (the village party secretary: We are cousins, how can we not support this), everyone felt that this was their enthusiastic response to the national policy.

On the day when Song's father and mother went to get divorced, most of the village came to see them off (mainly to watch the excitement). Everyone was so excited that it seemed like they were not getting divorced but getting married.

It was a rare opportunity to brag, so Song's father vividly told Ho Kwan Man about the grand scene in the village on the day of his divorce.

Song Yao listened with a proud look on his face, and occasionally helped his father polish his words.

Ho Kwan Man was stunned.

"What does this have to do with everyone's support for education?"

"Of course it does." This time, Song's father didn't need to say anything, and the fourth grandmother who came to join in the fun interrupted: "After the youngest mother got divorced, because she was educated and had a junior high school diploma, many young men with good conditions rushed to date her."

In fact, at the beginning, no one thought that studying was useful, but the old Song family spread the word everywhere, saying that even if a girl studies, she can find a good job with a salary, and can also do the family's accounting and get along well with people. Grandma Song directly said that Song Yao's mother would be her own daughter in the future.

Isn't this all because of studying?

So when the village talked about building a school, everyone was very active.

Who doesn't want their children to be looked up to by others?

A parent holding a little girl said: "This time, Teacher He, you are here, so I sent my daughter here. We have decided that we will support her wherever she goes."

These words still have a lot of weight even now. Ho Kwan-man was very moved. There may not be many such open-minded parents who support girls to go to school in the city. I didn't expect to hear such remarks in this small mountain village deep in the mountains.

She was very relieved, and then she heard the other party continue to say:

"When my daughter is educated, we won't worry about her getting married or divorced in the future. It doesn't matter if she gets divorced ten times."

Ho Kwan-man looked at the five or six-year-old girl held by the other party, and then looked at the parents who agreed with her, and felt that her worldview was greatly shocked.

But looking at the parents with a look of admiration, she still squeezed out a word of encouragement: "This reason for studying..."

"It's quite simple."