Chapter 142 (Chapter 142 (two in one)...)

Chapter 142 (Chapter 142 (two in one)...)

The rooster crowed in the early morning. Song Yao turned over in a daze with his warm quilt. He squinted for two more seconds before suddenly remembering that he was home!

Everything is so familiar!

Familiar room, familiar buckwheat pillow, familiar quilt, and familiar rooster crow... It sounds like a delicious big rooster!

When Song Yao thought of the juicy and delicious chicken, he couldn't help but roll over in bed, smacking his lips for a long time before opening his eyes.

The child happily said: [005, good morning. 】

005 felt that he was in a wonderful mood: [Host, good morning. 】

Song Yao nestled under the quilt and quickly put on his clothes, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as he got out of bed, he couldn't help but "hiss".

Why does it feel like it's much colder today than yesterday?

Song Yao resisted the urge to get back into bed and ran outside following the sound of the bellows.

Seeing the thick white snow in the yard, he was shocked: "Wow!!"

There was obviously no snow in the yard yesterday, but it was only one night, and it snowed so thickly.

At this moment, there were already young soldiers shoveling the snow in the yard. When they saw Song Yao running out, they told him: "Classmate Song Yao, it's too cold outside. Go up to the corridor."

Song Yao nodded obediently, and after Tiantian called people over one by one, she turned and ran to the kitchen: "Grandma, grandma! It's snowing so heavily, grandpa... Huh? Grandpa?"

Grandpa Song was holding the bellows in one hand and holding the carpentry book given to him by Song Yao in the other hand. He was reading carefully when he heard his grandson calling and raised his head with a smile: "Your grandma has gone to class."

"Attend class?"

Song Yao was stunned: "Isn't it winter vacation now?"

They just went home because of the winter vacation.

Facing his beloved grandson, Grandpa Song still talks a little more than before:

"This winter, the village raised money to burn a big stove in the classroom, which is warmer than at home. The weather is too cold today. Your grandma thought about it and decided to continue school."

This matter is related to Song Yao. Originally, every household in Dashu Village was quite poor. It was only through the mobilization of the village party secretary that a school could be built, and with the help of Xiang Peach Blossom, it was built.

If we want to create a better environment for children studying in schools, we will be short of money.

But Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong tinkered with the fan!

People in the county are not the only ones who can make money by making fan parts. People in Dashu Village are hard-working and willing to work. If they are led by fellow villagers to make money, they are not working hard enough. This also directly leads to the money in everyone’s pockets. All have money.

Now that I have money, I have plenty of money. When the village party secretary and Grandma Song mobilized, the parents were very generous. You gave me a few dollars, and I successfully burned a big stove in the classroom.

Children are not resistant to freezing. Now the classroom is warmer than at home. The weather is cold. Isn't it easy to understand that school starts?

At least Song Yao understands it very well.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he could only wrap himself up in bed with a quilt in the winter. At that time, the family would not even let him get out of bed because he was afraid of the cold.

How happy it is that the students in the village can sit in a warm classroom in such a cold winter and learn difficult knowledge with strict and responsible teachers!

005 obviously thought so too, and sighed: [That's great, they are so happy, they can study during the holidays. 】

Song Yao repeatedly affirmed: "I'm so envious. I can learn such good things during the holidays. Everyone must be very happy."

Grandpa Song: "..."

He didn't know whether others were happy or not, but those students who still had to go to school during the winter vacation must not be happy.

But it's useless for them to be unhappy. In such cold weather, staying at home is really not as warm as school.

Even if there is only one classroom with a stove, it is not very big. On such a cold day, many parents would probably want to get in together to keep warm.

When Grandpa Song was sighing with emotion, Song Yao had already moved very quickly to wake up his friends.

As for the comrades in the military, they are very accustomed to getting up early. While Song Yao was still sleeping soundly, these young and strong guys were already doing simple exercises outside the yard.

The friends who were woken up by Song Yao shivered from the cold when they got up. They put on their clothes and lay down at the window, looking longingly at the military brothers outside who were still exercising in the cold weather.

Monday: "Judging from the melted snow on their feet, they have been exercising outside for more than 40 minutes."

Tuesday: "We will definitely become this powerful when we grow up."

Wang Hua: "How about we go exercise now!"

Several other children, including Song Yao, silently turned their heads and looked at him like a fool.

Wang Hua: "...That's what I said."

Song Yao had put his little hands into each other's sleeves: "How can we do research if it's so cold?"

Wang Duo asked weakly: "It's so cold, why do we still need to study it?"

My friends actually slacked off as soon as they got home, so what should we do?

Song Yao immediately stood up and waved his hand...but he couldn't successfully wave his hand out of his thick sleeves.

His face did not change, and he simply put his hands in his hands in a complacent manner, with firm eyes and an impassioned speech:

"So what if it's cold! We are doing scientific research! We must have a scientific research spirit! We must display the Zhongzhou spirit of not being afraid of hardship or fatigue! We are the leading figures in the junior class of HKUST!

Have you forgotten? We have done monitoring and planting! I have fought bandits and saved people, what medical equipment, what 360-degree turtle rotating transmitter! No problem! After we have done so much, will we be defeated by a little bit of coldness? ! "

He straightened up his chest and waist: "Of course not... Ah Sneeze!!"

Song Yao was stunned for a second when his enthusiastic speech was forcibly interrupted, and he tried his best to continue:

"See, a little sneeze didn't defeat me at all... A sneeze! A sneeze! A sneeze!!"

Wang Hua: "Yao'er, you won't be sick..."

Song Yao sniffed and decided to set an example for his friends. He raised his chin bravely:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if I'm sick, it won't hinder the pace of my research."

As a person who will go to heaven in the future, he is very powerful.

Ten minutes later, the very powerful Song Yao was held in Yuan Jiang's arms, wrapped in a small quilt, with only his head exposed, and he was drinking the medicine with difficulty and frowning.

After finishing the drink, he took the medicine bowl away, and his fair little face wrinkled up in pain. A group of friends who looked directly at him made a "hissing" sound together, and drank the bitter medicine with him. Same.

Zhao Xiaodong, who had just come from Zhao's house, glanced at the medicine bowl with lingering fear, then stretched out his hand in a serious manner, imitating an adult and trying Song Yao's forehead temperature:

"It's so hot. Brother Yuanjiang, do you want to take Yao'er to the hospital for an injection?"

Dad Song happened to come in with a handful of dried herbs. When he heard this, he replied: "You have to blow the wind on the way to the hospital. Yao'er used to get sick in the winter. He boiled the medicine and drank it and sweated, and he was cured soon. "

Yuan Jiang skillfully stuffed a candy into Song Yao's mouth. Even though the child was in great spirits and could not be affected by the fever at all, and was still muttering about the bitterness of the medicine, he still couldn't help but feel worried.

"It snowed all night last night, and there was a power outage in the village. We can't use electric blankets now. Today we will set up a stove to keep warm. You can go to the classroom to warm up during the day."

Not only did the Song family have to build a base, but the testing ground also had to build a base. After all, two-thirds of the soldiers slept there at night, and it was much colder than Dashu Village.

Song Yao was sipping the sweetness of the sugar when he heard these words and immediately became energetic: "Build a stove? I want to build a stove too!"

He felt that he was good at setting up stoves. He had even helped set up stoves in the cafeteria before at HKUST.

Father Song: "Hey, little ancestor, don't worry about it. It's snowing outside just now. Your little tender hands will freeze in a short time if you stretch them out."

"Be good, you all will go to school later. When you come back in the evening, the stove will be set up."

Song Yao suspected that his father was trying to trick him. It was snowing and cold, but it wasn't that exaggerated.

But when he looked at Yuan Jiang with longing eyes, he got the same answer from the other party: "It's too cold outside, don't go out."

Zhao Xiaodong also actively shared with Song Yao how cold it was on the road when he came:

"The river is frozen, and my face hurts from the blow. If I didn't want to play with you so much, I would definitely turn around and go back."

Shi Nan, who came to play with Zhao Xiaodong, also nodded: "Yes, yes, I can't stand it."

Song Yao was completely wilted.

Heather has always been the most physically fit among them, and if she can't stand it, that's really the end of it.

He wondered: "It was cold yesterday, but it wasn't as cold as this. Why did it get so cold all of a sudden?"

Professor Wang, who had been silently listening to their conversation, then spoke: "Such heavy snow and such cold weather must not only be in Xinghe County. If the home is not very warm, it may freeze to death if it is so cold.

Just wait and see, the county will definitely send people down today, and we will ask them about it then. "

Professor Wang was indeed an experienced intellectual, and his guess was quite correct. In the afternoon, when Song Yao and the other children were laughing and playing together in the warm classroom of the school, people from the county actually came.

The county magistrate came in person, without his secretary this time.

He came to the school specially to take a look at Song Yao and the others. When he saw that the children were all well, he breathed a sigh of relief and shamelessly asked for a chair. He sat down and drank hot water and said:

"The news I received this morning is that the nationwide cooling is expected to last for a long time. Now many places in our Xinghe County have lost power and connections. The county government can only send people out to notify people of cold prevention one by one, and also collect statistics on the damage. You, Brother Zhang, have gone to other places to inform you.”

Song Yao was well protected by the adults, especially Yuan Jiang, who simply wanted to carry him wherever he went.

As a soldier with excellent physical fitness, Yuan Jiang's body surface temperature is still very warm. After staying in Nuan Nuan's embrace for so long and drinking medicine, Song Yao's fever has completely subsided, and now his eyes are filled with tears. Curious, I asked the county magistrate:

"How long has it been since the temperature dropped? How could there be any damage?"

The county magistrate casually touched the child's little head, but he slapped his hand away in dissatisfaction and said, "It snowed all night yesterday. If there is a house that is not strong enough, it may collapse."

Song Yao was startled: "Did it collapse under the weight of the snow?!"

His impression of snow was only snowmen and snowball fights, but he never thought that such white, beautiful and fun snow would one day be so scary.

County Magistrate: "No, you think I'm scaring you. This has happened before."

Grandma Song was also worried and said, "Every winter, people used to freeze to death. This year, they said that with the electric blanket, every household would have a better life. Oh, this damn God."

The last time Song Yao heard grandma scold the damn God was when there was a forest fire. But now he is nine years old, no longer the eight-year-old child who knew nothing.

The child also became serious: "What should we do? Are we going to build a house? I can also lay bricks."

Although he only built a stove for the cafeteria, he has 005, and 005 must have a course on building a house.

When asked by Song Yao, 005 immediately replied: [Yes, host, I have courses on all types of houses! ]

Song Yao had a bottom line in his heart, and his expression became more determined.

The county magistrate only patted his little shoulder: "If there is a snowstorm, it is not as simple as repairing the house. It is enough for you to have this intention. Okay, no more words, I will go to the next village to inform."

Originally, he, as a county magistrate, did not need to come in person for such a matter, but firstly, the county government was short of manpower, secondly, the county magistrate himself was also a person who could not sit still, and thirdly, he was naturally worried about Song Yao and the others.

Although he knew yesterday that there were many people protecting these children, he knew too well the importance of Song Yao and the others.

Even if many of their research and development were not spread, just by looking at the fact that the country sent so many people to protect them, the county magistrate could guess one or two. How could he rest assured if he did not see them in person to see if they were safe.

It was also the good luck of Song Yao and the others that they came back before the temperature dropped. If they were really stuck on the way, it would be hard to say what would happen.

Finally, after stuffing a candy into the hands of each of the little kids, the county magistrate left in a hurry, and Song's father went with him, because the next village to be notified was Liuye Village.

Song Yao leaned on the window of the classroom, watching his father and the county magistrate walk away slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He turned his head and asked Yuan Jiang: "Brother Yuan Jiang, what does the snowstorm look like?"

Yuan Jiang thought for a while and replied: "It depends on the scope of the snowstorm. Don't worry, if there is a snowstorm, the People's Liberation Army will go to rescue people and fight the disaster."

Song Yao was still not very happy.

He tried hard to search in his mind for any way to help. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of it, so he asked his friends to think together.

At the beginning, everyone was quite passionate.

One by one, plans and projects were proposed, and they were killed one by one for various reasons.

When it got dark, everyone was exhausted.

Song Yao yawned while trying to write and draw on paper.

Zhou Yi was so tired that he lay on the table. Seeing Song Yao trying so hard even though his eyes were almost closed, he could not help but persuade him: "Little boy, if it was a flood or something, we could still help and make boats and life jackets, but this is a snowstorm, and we can't stop the snow from falling." Song Yao yawned: "Then start from another direction! Have you forgotten what the teacher said? Technology can change everything." The children didn't quite understand why Song Yao insisted so much. The adults had clearly said that the country would solve this problem. They couldn't even leave the door, and now they had no idea. Couldn't they just wait for the adults to handle it? Zhao Xiaodong came over: "Little boy, don't worry. Didn't Brother Yuan Jiang say that if something really happens, the People's Liberation Army will be dispatched? Snowstorms should be the same as wildfires and floods. Once the People's Liberation Army arrives, they will be defeated immediately!" "It was the same during the wildfire. We didn't react in time and the wildfire was put out." Song Yao put down the pen, with a little worry in his eyes, and said: "During the wildfire, I didn't realize that the way the People's Liberation Army solved the problem was to go to dangerous places themselves, but now I know." "The People's Liberation Army is also a person. Brother Lu Ju and others are the People's Liberation Army. They will get hurt and bleed when they encounter danger. I think, if we can help a little, then they can reduce a little burden, right?" "I don't want the People's Liberation Army to get hurt. They must be afraid of pain just like us." Zhao Xiaodong was stunned. Even Yuan Jiang was stunned for a few seconds, then his eyes softened and he patted Song Yao on the shoulder. This child has really grown up. Even Lu Ju, who was standing at the door, turned back with some emotion after being surprised. A child under ten years old can say such words, which is really considerate.

He was deeply moved and wanted to praise.

Then he listened to Song Yao's example:

"Yesterday, Brother Lu Ju fell on his buttocks when he was climbing the mountain. It must be very painful."

As he said this, he stretched out his short hands to protect his buttocks with a lingering fear.

"I saw Brother Lu Ju was in pain, and he secretly rubbed his buttocks for a long time."

The children's eyes subconsciously moved to Lu Ju's buttocks.

Lu Ju, who secretly rubbed his buttocks for a long time and was still pierced: "..."

He silently, silently closed his mouth.

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