For more than half a year, Yang Ruxi always felt that her son seemed different from other children. Although I cry and make noise sometimes. But everything seems to happen for a reason, and even if you can't see it at the time, there are traces to follow afterwards.
He is usually very well-behaved. Although he is as crazy as the children in the same village, he rarely does anything naughty or troublesome. He loves his sister very much.
These days, there are three or four children in every family, competing for food, play, and even a piece of clothing or a pair of shoes. Therefore, every family has children who are beaten and scream every day.
But Yang Dongxu never argued, whether he was giving in to his sister Hongying or his sister Dandan. Especially he loves his younger sister Dandan very much. And he loves to be clean, unlike other kids of the same age who have a snotty nose and a sloppy nose.
Although five or six-year-old children have no idea about men and women, boys are very naughty, so they don’t like to play with girls, especially girls who are younger than them. But Yang Dongxu would take his sister wherever he went. If he played with me, he would play with my sister. If he didn't play, he would get out. He would never leave his sister alone.
Sometimes he and his wife made their daughter cry, and Yang Dongxu's eyes looked wrong. He also talked about these things with his wife at night. But Yang’s mother, who noticed something was wrong with Yang Dongxu right away, didn’t care at all about her husband’s words.
Is it any wonder that children should be well behaved? Do you know that the children of poor people will become rich early? My son is so well-behaved, so sensible, and very smart. He often goes to Mr. Zhou's place to stay for a while and he knows a lot of words. Not less the envy of the neighbors.
Is it normal for my son to be beaten three times a day if he is naughty every day? Who are you? It's not normal for your son to be sensible, but it's normal for his son to be bad? If you have this free time, you might as well get some adobe to build a pig pen while the sun is shining, and buy two piglets to raise.
On the reed mat under the shade of the tree, Yang Dongxu stared at the sky in boredom, looking at his sister who was sleeping soundly and drooling next to him. There is half a bag of cicadas in the bag next to it, which is a snack for lunch today.
Some time ago, I found out that the monkey wanted to fry it, but his mother scolded him as a prodigal son. However, I found out that the monkey fed the chicken, which made Yang Dongxu regret it for a long time. What a good protein, how come the chicken was cheap.
Deep-frying is too wasteful, and my mother won't accept it even if it's fried, which makes him lose his temper.
I had to bear it for a few days and stole a piece of noodles, and today I found a bamboo pole to try it on, which is called playing with my sister. People basically don’t eat cicada monkeys at this time, so cicadas always eat them, right?
The noodle pieces were kneaded and washed continuously in the water. Finally, the gluten became very sticky after being dried in the water for a while. Wrapping it around the top of a bamboo pole was a sharp tool. In less than a while, Yang Dongxu got more than a pound of it.
As a result, my sister said she was sleepy, so she pulled a mat under the shade of a tree and watched her sleep. In fact, swimming is the best choice at this time.
The weather in August has been extremely hot, and even the slightly cold water in the house trench surrounded by bamboo forests can be jumped in for a refreshing bath.
But Yang Dongxu felt chills when he thought of those little boys and girls who were seven or eight years old and had not yet gone to school, or who had come back from school to take a bath together. The older girls know how to be shy, but the little girls who don't understand anything at a young age just like the little boys strip naked and jump into the water.
There is a soul in his forties living in his body. Seeing a group of little girls playing with their bare butts in the water, Yang Dongxu shuddered...
"Forget about the air conditioner. I'll just have popsicles to eat at this time." Yang Dongxu could tolerate not being able to sleep peacefully in an air-conditioned room and being bitten by mosquitoes every day, but there was nothing he could do if he couldn't bear it. But there was no iced drink, not even an iced watermelon, which made him feel like a cat's paw.
Thinking of the popsicle, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Dongxu's mind. He wanted to catch it but felt something was missing. He scratched his head and kept fanning the fan made of bamboo shoot shells.
"Why are you so stupid!" Yang Dongxu slapped his forehead, frightening the sleeping sister next to him to wave her little hand suddenly in her sleep. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was grinning. He quickly threw away the fan in his hand, "Good boy, brother is here. My brother is here, don’t be afraid.”
Seeing his sister calm down little by little and loosening her tightly clenched fists, Yang Dongxu stopped patting her gently and breathed a sigh of relief.
After his sister woke up, Yang Dongxu went to the village elder's house first.
"Saltpeter, why do you want saltpeter?" The uncle looked at Yang Dongxu puzzled.
If Yang Dongxu's parents only had a vague feeling about his changes, then the uncle felt particularly clearly about some of the things Yang Dongxu showed inadvertently.
This is not because the authorities are obsessed with it, but because Yang Dongxu and his parents get along day and night. This is like a child growing taller. You can't feel your child growing taller if you hang around in front of him all day long. But for an outsider who hasn't seen each other for a while, it feels very clear.
For these changes, Yang Dongxu strangely threw it on Mr. Zhou's head and asked him to take the blame for himself. After all, as a teacher in a university, Yang Dongxu has been able to read and write with him for a long time, which is different from ordinary people, and he is also a lot smarter and can explain it. After all, he is a big intellectual and cannot be compared to farmers like them.
"The weather is too hot. I want to get some ice cubes to cool off. Saltpeter can be used to make ice cubes. The method I learned from Mr. Zhou is called chemical reaction." After dumping the blame, Yang Dongxu said directly, and he was not lying.
When it comes to vision and knowledge, the great grandfather can't keep up with Mr. Zhou on horseback. But the great grandfather is not stupid, but very smart. There is such a gap only because of the limitations of life.
Therefore, you must not lie about such things. Even if Yang Dongxu has the expression of an adult in his forties to hide it, he still cannot escape the eyes of his uncle. This is the truth that he has practiced with his own ass for more than half a year.
"Chemical reaction." The grandpa was stunned for a moment, then nodded approvingly: "As expected of a great intellectual, he knows how to make ice cubes in the summer. If this was done in the past, it would be a magical method."
There was no saltpeter at Grandpa’s house. To be precise, there was no saltpeter in the entire countryside, because no one was using it and therefore no one was storing it. However, the uncle promised Yang Dongxu to help him find some. Although Yangjia Village did not have this stuff, the workshops that made firecrackers definitely had it. Saltpeter was one of the main materials for making gunpowder.
When the sun was hot and his parents came back from the fields, Yang Dongxu left his sister with his parents and started to go to Mr. Zhou's house to learn how to read. This was the first time Yang Dongxu took his sister's pencil and wrote his own words in a book two months ago. The treatment his parents gave him after his name.
The four hours every day are concentrated in the hot weather at noon. When it is hot, my parents have to work in the fields and I have to take care of my little sister. The little sister is a three-year-old child who likes to walk around. Except for Yang Dongxu, his parents are very clingy to him. He wouldn't play with other little kids without him.
