MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era-Chapter 8 Not the same

　　 For more than half a year, President Yang Ruxi felt that his son seemed to be different from other children. Although crying sometimes, it is also troublesome. But there seems to be a cause for the incident. Even if it is not visible at the time, there is trace afterwards.

　　 is usually very well-behaved. Although they are as crazy as the children in the same village, there are very few naughty things. Love her sister very much.

　　 In this year, every family is three or four children, fighting for food, fighting, even a piece of clothing, a pair of shoes. So every day, every day children are beaten and wailed.

　　 But Yang Dongxu never disputes, whether it is for the sister Hongying or the sister Dan Dan. Especially for my sister Dan Dan, she loves it even more. And they love cleanliness, they are not as sloppy as other children of the same age.

　　 Although children of five or six years old have no concept of men and women, boys are very skinny, so they don’t like to play with girls, especially girls who are younger than them. But Yang Dongxu took his sister wherever he went, and played with my sister when I played with me, and got out if I didn't, and never left my sister alone.

　　 Sometimes when he and his wife made their daughter cry, Yang Dongxu's eyes were not right. In the evening he also told these things to his wife. But Yang Ma, who noticed that Yang Dongxu was wrong, didn't care about her husband's words at all.

　　What's so strange about being a little kid? Do poor children's children know it? My son is so well-behaved, so sensible, and very smart. From time to time, he went to Mr. Zhou where he spent a while and knew a lot of words. But no less enviable neighborhood.

　　Is it normal for my son to play naughty every day three times a day? Who is not normal when his son is sensible, and normal if he is bad? With this idle time, it would be better to take advantage of the sun to make a few pieces of adobe to build a pigsty, and buy two little piglets to come back and raise.

On the mat made of reeds under the shade of trees, Yang Dongxu looked at the sky with some boredom, looking at the sister who was sleeping and drooling next to him. There are half bags in the bag next to it. This is an extra meal at noon today.

　　 Some time ago, I learned that the monkey wanted to fry it and was scolded by my mother as a prostitute. As a result, I learned that the monkey had fed the chicken, and Yang Dongxu had a pity that he had a good protein for a long time.

　　 Fried was too wasteful to eat, and my mother wouldn’t accept it.

　　 Endured a few days to steal a piece of noodles, today I found a bamboo stick to know, and the beautiful name coaxed my sister to play. People who know the monkeys at this time basically don’t eat, do they always eat?

　　The noodles were constantly kneaded and washed in the water. Finally, the gluten was washed out, and the water would be very sticky after a little drying. The tangled bamboo sticks were the sharp tools that were known. Yang Dongxu made more than a pound in less than a moment.

　　 As a result, my sister said that she was sleepy, as long as she pulled a mat to the shade and watched her sleep. In fact, swimming is the best choice at this time.

　　The weather in August is already extremely hot, and even the cold water in the ditch around the bamboo forest around you can jump down and take a good bath.

　　Think of those boys and girls who have not yet been to school at the age of seven or eight, or come back from school to take a bath together. The older one knows that the shy little girl is okay. Those little girls who don’t understand anything at all are just like the little boy who jump off the light and jump into the water.

　　 lived in his forty-year-old soul, watching a group of indifferent little girls play in the water with bare buttocks, and they had to play together together, Yang Dongxu shuddered...

　　 "Even if the air conditioner is fine, it's good to have popsicles at this time." You can no longer sleep in the air-conditioned room and you must be bitten by mosquitoes every day. Yang Dongxu can bear it. There is no way to bear it. But there was no iced drink, even a cold watermelon, which made him feel like a cat's claw.

　　Think of a flash of light in Yang Dongxu's mind, and he wanted to grasp what he almost felt, so he straightened his head and kept fanning the fan made of bamboo shoot shell.

"How come it's so stupid!" Yang Dongxu patted his forehead, and scared the sleeping sister next to him suddenly waved a small hand in his sleep, his eyes closed and his mouth wide open. He quickly lost the fan in his hand, "Come on, my brother is here. My brother is here, not afraid or not."

　　 watched his sister calm down a little bit, loosely clenched her fist, Yang Dongxu stopped gently tapping and relieved.

　　After his sister wakes up, Yang Dongxu went to the village grandfather's house first.

　　 "Saltpeter, why do you want saltpeter?" Grandpa looked at Yang Dongxu puzzled.

　　If Yang Dongxu’s parents changed him only vaguely, then Grandpa felt that Yang Dongxu had inadvertently displayed something inadvertently.

　　 This is not that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, but Yang Dongxu is getting along with his parents day and night. This is like a child who grows up long and lingers in front of you all day long. You can't feel that your child is growing up. You can change an outsider who hasn't met for a while, and it feels particularly clear.

　　For these changes, Yang Dongxu threw it on Mr. Zhou's head wonderfully, and asked him to bear the blame for himself. After all, as a university teacher, Yang Dongxu has followed him for a long time to recognize words, which is different from ordinary people. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and is smart and can explain it. After all, people are big intellectuals, not these kinds of people. Comparable to the ground.

　　 "The weather is too hot. I want to get some ice to cool off. Saltpetre can make ice. The method I learned from Mr. Zhou is called chemical reaction." Yang Dongxu said after the pan dumping, he didn't lie.

　　 Speaking of vision and knowledge, Grandpa naturally can't catch up with Mr. Zhou on horseback riding, but Grandpa's brain is not stupid, but very smart. Such a gap is only due to the limitations of life.

　　So such things must not be lied to, even if Yang Dongxu has the look of an adult in his forties, he still can't escape the grandfather's eyes. This is the truth that he has practiced with his **** for more than half a year.

　　 "Chemical reaction." Grandpa froze for a moment, then nodded in praise: "It is worthy that the big intellectuals know how to make ice cubes in the summer. If it was put before, it would be a god's method."

　　 There is no saltpeter in Grandpa's house, to be precise, there is no salt in the whole rural area, because no one uses it and no one stores it. But Grandpa promised Yang Dongxu to help him find some. Although Yangjiacun didn't have this thing, there are definitely workshops for firecrackers. Saltpetre is one of the main materials for making gunpowder.

When the parents of the hot sun came back from the field, Yang Dongxu threw his younger sister to his parents and started to learn literacy at Mr. Zhou's house. This is since two months ago Yang Dongxu wrote his own on the book with his sister's pencil. Parents gave him treatment after the name.

The four hours a day are concentrated around the time of noon when it is hot. When there is no way when the heat is not hot, parents need to bring their own sister to work. The younger sister, a three-year-old child likes to walk around, except Yang Dongxu’s parents are very sticky to him. Without him, he would not play with other little farts at all.