Chapter 91 (Chapter 91 (Three-in-One) 29...)

Under Yuan Jiang's persuasion, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had no choice but to give up their plans to show off.

After all, they only stood on the street for a while, and they were already extremely cold.

Riding a motorcycle along the way, the two children could always hide under the blanket that Yuanjiang put on them; although the heating artifact they had high hopes for failed to glow in their hands, it didn't matter, wasn't there a county magistrate?

On the holiday, the county magistrate, who was happily drinking tea at home, welcomed two children.

He laughed directly after hearing this:

"In this cold weather, you want me to help sell things? Why do you think so well?"

Song Yao hehe, quite a chicken thief:

"This is not just about selling ordinary things, but also helping the people of Xinghe County stay warm during the winter!"

The secretary brother came over with three glasses of water. When he heard this, he knew that the county magistrate was going to be eaten by Song Yao again.

He did not wait for the county magistrate to answer, and spoke directly:

"I'll make arrangements right away."

The county magistrate chuckled:

"Xiao Zhang, who are you with? I haven't agreed yet."

Secretary: "Then I won't make arrangements."

The county magistrate who still wanted to show off said: "...Okay, okay, I can't beat you, let's make arrangements."

He motioned for the three of them to drink water, and then asked:

"Is that heating device used for other purposes?"

Song Yao didn’t quite understand:

"what?"

The county magistrate clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows at the two children: "It's that electric blanket."

"It's getting colder day by day. It's really strange that ice can freeze just by pouring water outside. Although we are near the north, it's not that far north."

"It's so cold now. Not to mention the factories, the county government can't bear it. Everyone is shivering when they go to work. See if you can get some collective heating."

Song Yao also imitated his example and rubbed his hands:

"This is so difficult, let's try it."

Children are eager to try:

"Didn't you say that there is a kang in a very cold place? Can we do it in Xinghe County?"

The county magistrate spread his hands:

"Hey, do you know how cold it is outside now? In such a cold weather, where can I find a group of kang-burning workers and then go door-to-door to make kangs?"

And although everyone in Xinghe has made money this year, they probably won't be willing to spend it on the fire bed.

Winters in Xinghe were not so cold in previous years. What if this winter is just too cold?

Wouldn't the money spent on burning the kang be wasted?

When he said this to the two children, their expectant expressions finally calmed down.

Song Yao was quite disappointed.

After learning about burning a heated kang, the child fantasized about the happiness of staying in bed all winter.

But if you think about it carefully, what the county magistrate said makes sense.

Their family has money and can build a fire pit that may not be used in the future, but other families cannot.

Song Yao went through it in his mind:

"Does that mean that if you are making a heating device, it should also have multiple functions?"

Otherwise, if you make it, you might not be able to use it next winter.

"Yeah."

The county magistrate had an expression on his face that said, "I knew you were quick to respond."

"It's just like your fan clock. Look, it's winter now, and I still have it at home."

This is one of the reasons why fan clocks are so easy to sell.

When the weather is hot, it acts as an automatic fan.

When the weather gets cold, it becomes a clock.

Song Yao was thoughtful:

"Okay, let me think about it."

But the child also added: "But don't think that I can make it this winter. I am very busy, and it will definitely not be easy to make this thing. It will definitely take a lot of time."

Being used to his quick production of finished products, I have to say that the county magistrate was a little disappointed.

But if you think about it carefully, if a multifunctional heater can really appear, it will be worth waiting until next winter.

If their county isn't so cold next year, aren't there other cold places?

Zhongzhou is so big, there is no need to worry about having no place to sell it.

If Song Yao is willing to share the soup with the people of Xinghe County...

The county magistrate happily took a sip of hot tea and was about to laugh when he saw Yuan Jiang beside Song Yao and the others and quickly suppressed it again.

However, his skills were not up to par, and he looked like he was trying to stop laughing.

Zhao Xiaodong looked at the county magistrate suspiciously, then quietly went to Song Yao and said:

"Yao'er, why do I see him smiling so sinisterly? Isn't he holding back some evil intentions?"

In the past, the county magistrate just laughed.

This is the first time that I have to laugh or not.

He originally took his last name, and when his eyes were slightly narrowed, he looked like a fox.

If we do this now, we really can’t make people wary.

Song Yao was quite calm.

The child also whispered back: "Don't worry, he is imitating Brother Yuan Jiang."

Zhao Xiaodong suddenly felt that the county magistrate was so boring.

"Brother Yuan Jiang has nothing to learn, and what he learned doesn't look like him."

Song Yao didn’t know either.

But since the last time the county magistrate went to the testing site, he has been working hard to learn from brother Yuan Jiang.

Juan Yuanjiang has sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and the county magistrate has fox eyes. The same expression on his face doesn't look good.

But the teacher just taught them to respect personal preferences.

So the child Song Yao felt that he was very warm-hearted and did not want to expose it.

"Then let's just say it. You help us sell it. It's still the same as before. Grandpa Fang will do it, and you will sell it. We will take the majority."

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhang does things very quickly."

The county magistrate was keenly aware of the urgency of the two children, and forgot that he was trying to imitate Yuan Jiang's calmness. He chuckled:

"Are you short of money?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong didn't feel embarrassed either, and raised their chins confidently:

"Yeah, what's wrong?!"

County Magistrate: “… Your attitude doesn’t sound like you are short of money, but like someone else owes you money.”

He returned to the topic:

"Do you want me to lend a helping hand? I won't charge you any interest."

Two kids really don't need it.

They looked at each other with confidence in their faces:

"No, after selling these two things, we will have money again!"

The county magistrate tried to seduce them:

"Once winter is over, they won't be so easy to sell. Won't you still be short of money then? In this case, you two call me Brother Hu, and I will lend it to you."

If he had faced two adults, he might have succeeded.

Just by shouting about my brother, you can get a large amount of money without interest. Who wouldn't shout?

But unfortunately, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are both children.

They don't care how much they take advantage of this matter. If they say they are confident in themselves, they are confident in themselves:

"We won't have to spend money then."

"Yes, and if we need money again, Zhao Xiaodong and I can just make something new and sell it for money."

Song Yao has never been short of money since the water conservancy fan was made.

He has also discovered now that some of the gadgets he made can be quite expensive if sold outside.

It's just that children were too lazy to do it before.

If he was really short of money, couldn't he make something with his heart and sell it?

Moreover, doesn’t this also belong to his father?

Father Song has made a lot of money during this time.

The county magistrate watched the two children go out with their chests raised and heads raised with expressions of "We are rich people, we are super powerful". He couldn't recover for a long time:

"Hey, I don't have the confidence of these two."

Although he was complaining, there was a smile on his face.

Isn’t it normal for young people to have a little ambition?

What's more, they also have this strength.

The secretary helped him refill the tea and said calmly: "That's because you are still asking your family for money."

The county magistrate immediately shouted: "Nonsense! Don't insult my dignity, I didn't ask for money!"

"That was all given to me by my father!"

secretary:"……"

He felt that it was better not to compete with the county magistrate because no one in the entire Xinghe County could compare with him.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong happily took the initiative to get on the motorcycle.

Fortunately for Zhao Xiaodong, although he also wrapped himself into a ball, he had long hands and long legs, so it didn't stop him from climbing up slowly.

Song Yao will not work.

The little ball stood aside and obediently let Yuan Jiang pick him up and put him on the car seat.

The child is well aware of the principle that as long as he is not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed. He sat still and sighed:

"Brother Yuanjiang, I can't even imagine what I would do if you weren't by my side in the future."

The heavy winter clothes did not affect Yuan Jiang's handsome long legs, and he sat firmly on the motorcycle.

He put on his helmet and gloves:

"Don't worry, I won't leave until you grow up."

The two children immediately became alert.

Zhao Xiaodong went to talk to Song Yao:

"Yao'er, then you'd better not grow up. I can't let go of Brother Yuan Jiang."

Song Yao also nodded slightly with concern:

"Then I'll sacrifice not to grow taller."

Zhao Xiaodong knew that he really wanted to grow taller, but now that his good friend had made such a huge sacrifice, he immediately said with a deep heart:

"The organization will remember you, you will always be a warrior in our hearts."

Song Yao said emotionally: "Dongdong!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "Yao'er!!"

The two children turned their heads and moved forward with difficulty, looking into each other's eyes and nodding together. The blanket was instantly filled with tragic emotions.

Yuan Jiang in front: "..."

Just say it, why is this happening?

But it’s not the fault of these two children who are drama queens. It’s not Professor Wang. Ever since the village got electricity, this little old man has started to have a lot of fun.

It's not easy to buy a TV set now, so he asked his old friend to buy a TV set at a big price.

Even Father Song was surprised.

Everyone knows that Professor Wang is rich, but when he was in Lecheng, his house also had electricity, and he was not seen buying anything.

Professor Wang said this:

"I lived alone before. I turned on the TV and forgot to turn it off. I heard other people's voices in the house. It was very disturbing."

So now that he has come to live in the Song family, he finds that this place has good mountains, good water, good people, and he doesn't want to leave.

Since I'm not leaving, of course I have to buy something.

As soon as the TV was installed, it was amazing. Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong strolled over to watch it whenever they had free time.

Even if it is a black and white TV, the two children can watch it with gusto.

It was also Song Yao who had stronger perseverance and still remembered to pull Zhao Xiaodong to do important things.

Otherwise, they would definitely be like other children in the village, gathering around the Song family to watch TV when the time comes.

This is the first TV set in the village. Professor Wang also knows that children naturally like this, so he specially sets a time. When the time is up, he will let the TV set out for the children to watch.

Wait until the children's drama inside is over before leaving.

Because of this, the two children's popularity among the children in the village has increased.

Even the older students who were not very convinced by the two children in the past were flattered by them because it was their master who contributed the TV set.

Although Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong don't care much about what others think of them, who doesn't like being flattered by others.

So they are very proud of themselves recently.

In particular, although they do not watch TV dramas at the same time as the children in the village, when they come back in the evening, their master will take them to watch the evening TV dramas together.

Recently, they were watching a very touching People's Liberation Army movie. The two children cried and laughed while watching it. If there were only two episodes every day, even Song Yao might not be able to resist the temptation of TV.

Because of this, they have another layer of aura around Yuan Jiang.

After returning home, Yuan Jiang took them down one by one and went to wipe the motorcycle. After wiping for a while, a large piece of biscuit was handed to his mouth.

This was Song Yao's favorite, and Song's father bought it from the provincial capital specifically for them to eat.

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't keep any food and had finished eating a few days ago.

Song Yao could bear his temper and insisted on eating only a few pieces every day. Even if Zhao Xiaodong begged him to give him some, he refused to give it.

So now, for a child to be able to contribute his own biscuits with a heartbroken look on his face, he has already made a big sacrifice.

Song Yao was indeed reluctant to part with him, but after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that brother Yuan Jiang was more important than biscuits.

The child felt pain in his heart while gritting his teeth, and at the same time he was full of pity for Brother Yuan Jiang:

"Brother Yuanjiang, you can eat it. If you like it, I still have it there."

Zhao Xiaodong, who was next to him, was not jealous and also brought a cup of hot water to him:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, just drink it. I can't guarantee anything else. We can manage enough water."

Yuan Jiang was dumbfounded. Father Song, who braved the heavy snow to go up the mountain to check the bees, came back. He was patting the snow off his body and pushing open the yard door. Seeing this scene, he immediately became envious:

"Why have I never been treated like this before?"

He bought these biscuits.

The little flatterer Song Yao immediately said:

"I will share my cookies with daddy too!!"

Father Song just talked about it and didn't really take it seriously.

After all, he has seen Yuan Jiang's contribution. Ever since this cold-looking military comrade came to the Song family, he has become both a father and a mother.

If it were Song's father, he thought he couldn't be as good as Yuan Jiang.

"Okay, okay, you should give it to Comrade Yuan Jiang. He has been running up and down with you monkeys these days, so he should make up for it."

Yuan Jiang himself doesn’t feel that what he did is very good. He just feels like he can’t laugh or cry now:

"What you are seeing is what happened in the past. Now the soldiers in Central Continent will no longer be hungry."

Song Yao felt that he was coaxing them:

"But Brother Yuanjiang, you told us before that you had eaten tree bark."

Yuanjiang: "...It was when I was in the rain forest. I ran out of dry food and couldn't find other food, so I ate a kind of tree bark that could temporarily replace food. I only ate a little."

However, the two children could not imagine any tree bark that could be suitable for food, and they felt scratchy in their throats just thinking about it.

Ever since they watched the scenes in the TV series of the Central Continent soldiers fainting from hunger and dying of thirst, the two children were always worried that their brother Yuanjiang, who had actually eaten tree bark, would be hungry.

Even though I knew he wouldn't be hungry now, I still couldn't help but want to feed him.

In the end, Yuan Jiang reluctantly ate the biscuits handed over by Song Yao and drank the water brought over by Zhao Xiaodong, just like the previous times.

After getting a TV at home, he was the one who was most affected.

After watching a few episodes of Professor Wang's favorite TV series, Grandma Song also likes to turn on a small stove for him when cooking.

In the past few days, he had an extra bowl of egg custard every morning when he woke up.

Sometimes when he goes to bed late at night, if Grandma Song hears any noise, she will come over to ask if he is hungry and if she would like to make him something to eat.

Undoubtedly, Yuanjiang is heartwarming.

A few years ago, he would have never dreamed that there would be such a family that would take care of him as one of his own.

At first, I thought it was just a mission.

But now, not only Song Yao and the others didn't want him to leave, but he himself didn't want to leave either.

At night, Song Yao rarely played all day long. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned on the bed:

"Brother Yuanjiang, when I think that everyone will like the electric heating blanket and electric kettle we made, I am very happy."

Then the child continued to say very distressedly:

"But when I think about how much I can't see how much they like it now, I feel really sad."

After he made something in the past, he was quickly recognized by others.

Especially this kind of thing that is open to everyone, which one is not shown live and feels everyone's praise and attention.

He felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly stopped taking this step.

As Song Yao talked, he even doubted himself a little:

"Isn't it wrong for me to do this? I shouldn't do things for results. Isn't this a bit impetuous?"

Hara Jiang: "That's right. People will have similar thoughts."

"It's like when Teacher He came home before, you asked her to return home in fine clothes. Do you think Teacher He was impetuous when she was praised?"

Song Yao lay in bed and shook his head:

"No, Teacher He is very happy."

But she wasn't floating, just purely happy.

Some of the shame in Song Yao's heart was gone:

"Well, then it's not a shame for me to show off, right?"

Yuan Jiang was sure: "No."

He clearly felt that Song Yao was really growing up little by little.

The child before never thought there was anything shameful about showing off. He would only show off openly and proudly. If the whole world knew about it, he would be even happier.

The soldier vaguely knew that it was because of the television.

Even if it was only for a short time, the children who had been raised in the mountains and under the care of adults were still exposed to more through TV.

He rarely speaks long words:

"You have indeed done a great job. If you cannot show off the good deeds you have done, it will be like walking at night in fine clothes. Everyone wants to return home in fine clothes, and everyone wants to be praised by others after making achievements. This is a very normal thing."

After finishing speaking, thinking of Song Yao's recent mantra, Yuan Jiang did not forget to add:

"It's very scientific."

Song Yao went to bed first with peace of mind, then thought of something, and suddenly his little head popped out:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, everyone wants to return home in fine clothes, do you want to do it too?"

Yuan Jiang was stunned for a moment: "Yes, of course I do."

Who can resist the temptation of returning home in fine clothes?

Even though he was always reserved, he thought he could go back in good spirits and let his family and fellow villagers know that he was living a good life outside.

"But my mission has always been special. I can't tell my family my true identity when I go back. They still think I'm abroad and they probably won't be able to go back this year."

Yuan Jiang is not uncomfortable:

"But I can make phone calls, send them money, and write letters, so it can be considered a different kind of homecoming."

Song Yao rolled his eyes: "I know!!"

The child let go of his worries and closed his eyes for only a few seconds before falling asleep soundly.

Seeing that he fell asleep immediately after finishing speaking, Yuan Jiang helplessly helped Song Yao tuck the quilt.

I just said that he has grown up.

Song Yao, who was considered to have grown up, woke up and immediately ran to Zhao Xiaodong's house regardless of how cold it was outside.

Then he quickly took off his outer coat and got into Zhao Xiaodong's bed.

"Song Yao'er, you are sick!!"

Zhao Xiaodong was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by the cold wind. Before he could react, Song Yao's little hands, which were blown cold by the wind, were already stuffed into the back of his neck.

"Dongdong!! Help me warm up!"

He kicked him angrily:

"You just bully the weak and shy away from the strong! Heather is in the next room, why don't you go to her to warm yourself up!!"

Song Yao applied it to him:

"Shi Nan can defend herself instinctively. If I try to cool her down, she might kick me off. Don't be so stingy, Dongdong. My good friend, please help me warm up."

"Fuck you! Why aren't you afraid that I'll kick you down!"

Zhao Xiaodong saw that he was shivering from the cold. Although he kept cursing, he still compromised.

Not only did he pass his hand over to help Song Yao warm his hands, he also turned on the electric blanket.

Song Yao calmed down and glanced at Yuan Jiang who was drinking water outside the door, then whispered into Zhao Xiaodong's ear:

"Let me tell you, didn't the teacher ask us where we wanted to go during the winter vacation? I have an idea of ​​where to go."

Zhao Xiaodong reluctantly resisted the urge to hit him, and adopted an attitude of "you can tell me whatever you want, I will listen to you":

"Where to go?"

"Let me agree in advance that I won't go to cold places."

Song Yao: "You have to go even if you don't want to go!"

"This is Brother Yuanjiang's dream! Brother Yuanjiang is so kind to you! Don't you want to realize his dream?"

As expected, the determination on Zhao Xiaodong's face disappeared.

"Ah? Really, brother Yuan Jiang still has a dream?"

Song Yao proudly put on an enigmatic look:

"Of course, everyone has a dream. For example, my dream is to successfully launch a spaceship into space. You must have a dream too."

Zhao Xiaodong: "My dream now is to kick you down."

Song Yao: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm telling you something serious."

Zhao Xiaodong glanced at Yuan Jiang outside hesitantly:

"Well, for the sake of brother Yuan Jiang, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"

Song Yao muttered and copied what he had said to Yuan Jiang last night.

Finally, here is a summary:

"So, didn't Brother Yuanjiang say before that he hasn't been home for several years? We can definitely accompany him home."

Zhao Xiaodong suddenly realized:

"I understand, but how can I pay back my clothes when I return home? It's such a winter and the clothes don't look good, they're thick and heavy."

He also made a wise point:

"And isn't your identity still a secret? Although you don't seem to have an identity, how do you explain that Brother Yuan Jiang is taking us two with him?"

Song Yao, who has always liked gossip, immediately touched his chin:

"Yes, I look so cute, so handsome, and so dashing. Maybe the people in Brother Yuanjiang's village will think that I am his child."

It's not like this kind of oolong has never happened in their village.

Zhao Xiaodong: ... Just worry if you are worried. Why are you praising yourself in such a long list?

Song Yao’s little head was spinning:

"Hehe, hehehe."

Even though he was in a warm bed, Zhao Xiaodong laughed so hard that he got goosebumps all over his body:

"Why are you grinning? You look even more sinister than the county magistrate."

"What do you know? I'm grinning like a counselor who's planning something big. Isn't that the old man with a white beard in the TV show always grinning like that before he gives advice to his master?"

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it carefully, but he couldn't quite remember it, but he felt that the old man who looked like a fairy and comparable to Grandpa Wen shouldn't grin like that.

Song Yao didn't care. Anyway, he felt that he had become a counselor who was good at planning and had a very high IQ.

The child clapped his hands:

"Let's send a TV to Brother Yuan Jiang's home!"

Zhao Xiaodong immediately went to get the small cabinet at the head of his bed:

"Just use this little money?"

They all knew the price of Professor Wang's TV, and they had already been shocked by it.

Even the two children who were once the richest and would soon be the richest were shocked to hear that this thing was ridiculously expensive.

The key point is that it is not only expensive, but also difficult to buy.

Because this thing is imported, Zhongzhou did have a TV factory, but it was not able to beat the import.

Zhao Xiaodong is now very fast at calculating. After a mental calculation, he came to the conclusion:

"If we want to continue to buy those expensive materials, there is no chance of buying a TV."

Song Yao, however, has a lot of ideas: "Who said we bought it? We make it ourselves!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

He trembled and reached out his hand to touch Song Yao's forehead:

"Are you having a fever? What are you talking about in the broad daylight?"

Song Yao slapped his hand away:

"Why, don't you believe we can make a TV?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded happily: "I don't believe it."

Song Yao: "..."

The child was a little embarrassed, but still forced chicken soup:

"Have you forgotten what the teacher said? She said that we are very good now, and adults are not as good as us. It's just a TV, not a problem!"

Zhao Xiaodong almost knelt down to Song Yao.

"Little boy, do you know what you mean? Yes, the sound is fine, but what about the image? You haven't learned these, let alone me."

Song Yao also knew it was difficult, but he had a greater dream in his heart (flying a spaceship), so he was very calm.

No matter how difficult it is, is it as difficult as making a spaceship?

"Anyway, we have created the Zhiliaoji from scratch. It's just a TV. There is a ready-made TV in front of us for us to study. What's so difficult about it?"

At worst, he can just buy courses and study hard!

Thinking of the courses in the learning system, Song Yao's eyes were dazed for a moment.

These days, he has been studying in reality or in the system, and he is almost lying down.

But thinking of Brother Yuan Jiang, he feels that he can be full of strength again.

Although it's only a little, I believe Zhao Xiaodong should be very moved to accompany him.

"Zhao Xiaodong!! Think about Brother Yuan Jiang!"

Zhao Xiaodong carefully glanced at Yuan Jiang who was helping Grandma Zhao pick vegetables outside:

"...for Brother Yuan Jiang..."

Seeing that he finally agreed, Song Yao was immediately happy.

After completing the first step, he could imagine with confidence:

"We not only want to make TV sets, but also color TV sets. I heard that this is already available abroad. Then we not only want to make color TV sets, but also have better picture quality and sound quality than those abroad!!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "... If we make color, can it broadcast color?"

Song Yao waved his hand: "No!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

"No, what are you talking about!!"

Song Yao confidently painted the cake: "When we make it, it will definitely be broadcast. If it doesn't work, we can do it ourselves. You have to believe that knowledge is power. As long as we are willing to learn and willing to do, there is nothing we can't do!"

"Don't you want us to have color TV in Zhongzhou? Don't you want us to defeat foreigners? Don't you want other countries to use the TVs produced in Zhongzhou?"

"This is a great opportunity to make a name for Zhongzhou! Zhao Xiaodong! Opportunities are rare and will never come again!!"

Zhao Xiaodong was still in bed, and he couldn't help sitting up after listening.

"Really? If we are done, will the whole Zhongzhou be famous?"

Song Yao had a look of "You are right to trust me":

"Yes! Believe me!"

Zhao Xiaodong's eyes flashed with fighting spirit:

"Okay! I believe you!!"

"I will go get dressed now!!"

Song Yao immediately handed him clothes:

"Go! Let's go after washing up! For Zhongzhou! For the world!"

Zhao Xiaodong went out with full of enthusiasm.

The wind was cold at this moment, but his heart was warm.

Grandma Zhao saw her grandson got up and asked:

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Zhao Xiaodong was full of fighting spirit: "I will go to the youngest's house to eat! For Zhongzhou! We must work hard!"

Grandma Zhao:... Well, this child was fooled by the youngest again.

It happens every two or three days, why doesn't he learn his lesson?

As soon as Zhao Xiaodong's back disappeared, Song Yao, who was full of enthusiasm just now, immediately shrank into the quilt and rolled around in it happily.

【005! ! Look at me just now! ! Is the pie you drew good? Is it up to standard? 】

005 immediately gave high praise:

[Host! Very good! You have already mastered the essence of pie-drawing! The pie-drawing course has also fed back the learning level! 】

Song Yao was very proud:

[Of course, I have a strong learning ability. 】

Although at first he thought that this cake drawing course was for practicing painting, so he bought it and planned to secretly practice his painting skills.

But after seeing the various teaching methods in it, the child immediately abandoned the idea of ​​painting.

How interesting it is to draw cakes!

Although he currently has only Zhao Xiaodong as a practice object, he can still get feedback that is not inferior to others, and even more.

Song Yao hugged Zhao Xiaodong's quilt and rolled himself into a pupa happily, thinking:

[When the color TV is made, I will change to a cake to draw... What to change, let me think about it. 】

At this moment, the child has never thought that the cake he drew may come true.

He has confidence in color TV, but the child is still too young and has not seen the outside world.

He simply thought that even if their color TV is good enough, foreign countries have already had color TV.

In the eyes of a child who is only eight years old and can go out and say a nine-year-old after the New Year, this is like there was only one candy candy store in the county, and then there is another one. The later one can't immediately become famous.

Unless his candied haws are delicious, but other people's candied haws are also improving.

Song Yao thought maturely: I am not the eight-year-old kid now, I am almost nine years old.

So I can't be arrogant.

You should be humble when doing things and speaking, so as not to be ignorant of how big the outside world is and end up hitting yourself in the face.

Of course, words like "the most beautiful child in the county" should still be said.

Song Yao's painting course is really good, at least for Zhao Xiaodong, it completely hits his point.

Since the last time he met those two foreigners, Zhao Xiaodong has always been very unhappy with foreign countries. When he was learning foreign languages ​​with Teacher He, I don't know how serious he was.

Teacher He thought he had changed his mind, but only Song Yao knew that this kid had been thinking about the next time he encountered a similar situation, he would go up and scold those people in foreign languages.

Song Yao didn't like learning foreign languages, but he contributed his gossip power, collected the swear words of the whole village, and translated them word by word with Zhao Xiaodong secretly hiding under the tree.

Of course, these things cannot be known to adults. No matter how smart they are, they are still children and cannot swear.

In fact, even if they are adults, they probably still cannot do that.

In short, after Song Yao finished drawing the cake, in order to prevent Zhao Xiaodong from letting the cat out of the bag and embarrassing both of them, he also gave a few special instructions.

When the village party secretary came over, he heard Song Yao saying:

"Didn't the teacher say that we should be more humble? So when we talk about the goal of this TV, let's not say it's too big. It sounds too exaggerated to be famous all over the world."

Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and agreed.

In his heart, he thought: Then let's be famous all over the country!

"Okay, I remember it all. Don't worry, we are definitely the most humble children in the village!"

The village party secretary was happy when he heard it. Oh, these two actually know how to be humble.

"Two humble children in front, wait for me, I'm going to the youngest's house."

He came to watch TV. Recently, he has been wanting to buy one, so he comes to watch TV every day, wanting to find more advantages and disadvantages before buying it.

Professor Wang welcomed him very much. After talking to his two disciples, he happily entertained him:

"These two children need to use the TV, so they can't watch it for the time being. How about we play chess?"

"Okay."

The village party secretary likes playing chess very much, and of course he respects Professor Wang more.

This is a university professor.

After he knew about it, he looked at Professor Wang as if he was looking at the light of knowledge.

Whenever he had something to do, he would come to the Song family to chat with him, trying to be influenced by a little cultural atmosphere.

The village party secretary knew that Professor Wang liked these two disciples the most, so he praised them casually:

"These two kids have changed every day since they came back from Lecheng. They are so humble at such a young age. It seems that they have learned a lot of good qualities from you."

Professor Wang liked to hear people praise these two kids, and he was happy immediately. Of course, he had to be humble: "No, they are still young. They are all self-taught."

The village party secretary laughed: "I watched them grow up, and they are much more sensible. In the summer, these two brothers ran around the village, not like now. Look how well you taught them. They are quiet and studious."

Seeing Professor Wang smiling, he gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Oh, I am worthy of it. This flattery is great!

"At that time, they were so naughty. The two of them got together and thought about dismantling my clock every day. It's not like now..."

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had actually moved out the tool line and were working on the tools around the TV.

Song Yao held a tool in his hand and said to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Zhao Xiaodong, pass me that, this shell is not easy to remove."

Zhao Xiaodong handed it to him: "I'll remove this side, you help me lift it."

Familiar with the process, quite natural.

Village Party Secretary: "..."

Professor Wang was still smiling and waiting for him to continue praising: "Unlike what now? Go on."

The village party secretary looked at the two children who were busy, and then looked at the old man in front of him whom he admired:

"Haha, haha, I mean, they used to only think about removing..."

"Unlike now, under your wise education, they don't think about it and just do it directly, and, they remove it so well, so quickly, so... so skillfully, this is a great improvement."

He tried to smile and praised:

"You are such a great teacher!"