Chapter 83 (Chapter 83 (Second Update)...)

Song Yao, who felt that he was the hope of the whole village, actively and enthusiastically devoted himself to the finishing of the two-wheeled vehicle.

As for the two foreigners, he only left the impression of "these are two idiots".

It's really impossible to control Song Yao's insensitivity.

In fact, the two people did not pay much attention to him.

Moreover, the child's attention is now completely focused on "Ah, I am the hope of the whole village, I am so excellent, I have to work harder on myself".

He even told Zhao Xiaodong very seriously:

"I am no longer the same as before. As the hope of the whole village, I don't want to do this kind of situation when it comes to the finishing. I want to control it and never let it happen again in the future."

Zhao Xiaodong knows him very well, and he directly ruthlessly exposes him:

"You are just finishing this two-wheeled vehicle so carefully this time because it is handsome."

It's like the muffler directly.

Because it doesn't look very good, it looks like a thick pipe. Song Yao dragged it for so long, until Yuan Jiang couldn't take a nap because of the noise, and then he took it out to finish it out with a guilty conscience.

But Song Yao never procrastinated when making the puppet arm.

The sooner he finished, the more careful he was.

He almost wanted to polish it.

For this two-wheeled vehicle, Song Yao tried to make every appearance look handsome.

Now it was time to finish, and he was so excited that if the vehicle wasn't so big, he would have slept with it in his arms.

Even after being exposed, Song Yao didn't feel guilty and said confidently:

"Humph, you've never ridden a bicycle, so of course you don't know how important a two-wheeled vehicle is!"

Song Yao always remembered the time when he fell off his bicycle and was mercilessly mocked by the county magistrate.

He said: "I must get back at this place! Make the coolest, best-looking bike that can be ridden without pedaling! Let the county magistrate know how powerful I am!"

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned: "My son, wasn't it summer that the county magistrate laughed at you? It's almost winter now, you are so vindictive."

He suddenly became alert: "I have scared you before, you are not holding a grudge against me, are you waiting for a chance to retaliate against me?!!"

Song Yao was completely hit by what he said:

"...How, how could it be, oh, don't talk about this, let's work hard to finish it!"

Then he worked hard to finish it for two hours, and couldn't help but stare at the fruit trees on the mountain.

Autumn is the harvest season, and there are many fruit trees in Dashu Village. Although there is no one to take care of them and no time to get fertilizer, these fruit trees grow freely.

Fruits are scarce is just a compliment, most of the fruit trees grow casually.

Some fruits are bitter, some are sour, anyway, the taste is like opening a surprise gift package, and it can always bring a different feeling to the tongue.

In the past, when it was hard for everyone to have enough food, this season was the season for picking fruits.

Even last year, many families picked fruits and ate them slowly.

But this year is different. The people in Dashu Village made a lot of extra money because of fans and fan clocks. Although they are not rich, they have some spare money.

Many girls in the village wear colorful and beautiful rubber bands.

Some people even went to Zhao's house with cloth to ask Grandma Zhao to help make clothes.

This rarely happened in the past.

They can make clothes. Before, they made them by themselves. Of course, it was difficult to make them look good. At most, they were just average.

In the whole village, only Zhao Xiaodong had good-looking clothes.

From time to time, if Grandma Zhao saw a fashionable style in the county, she could make a similar one after a few attempts.

Later, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong became friends. When Grandma Zhao made clothes, she always made a set for Song Yao.

Although the height difference between the two children is a bit big, they look good.

Song Yao is not to be mentioned. He is the most handsome man in the village. In the past, the village party secretary would carry him to show off when he went to the county to meet people.

Zhao Xiaodong took after his father. Although he is still young, he can already see that he has long arms and legs. Even if he is just at the age of growing up, he has enough nutrition and loves to run. He looks quite muscular.

In addition, he has regular facial features. When he wears handsome and good-looking clothes, he looks like a little officer.

The two children wear exactly the same clothes and go out together, attracting attention wherever they go.

So, some parents who have more money are tempted. Thinking that this year is a good year, the family has made a lot of money from the Song family, and they also want to do something with their children.

When they think that their children can become like Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, they are very happy.

For this reason, they even spend money to ask Grandma Zhao to help them.

Grandma Zhao is also happy to take these extra income. Embroidery hurts the eyes. She usually doesn't do it for too long. Making clothes is different. This doesn't need to be as delicate as embroidery.

Chatting and gossiping while doing it is like playing for her, and she can also make money, so why not do it.

Grandma Zhao has made a small profit from making clothes recently, and she also bought a piece of cloth for making hats, planning to make a hat for each of the two children.

This also shows from the side that everyone in Dashu Village is not short of money now.

So, no one picked the fruits on the mountain.

Song Yao didn't pay attention at first, and when he moved his neck, he looked up and saw the fruit.

The child who likes to eat sour food swallowed his saliva.

"Zhao Xiaodong, let's go to the mountain to pick fruits?"

Zhao Xiaodong squinted and looked at the location:

"You want to eat that, but you can't. There's no road over there. You can't get through at all."

It's not easy to walk on untraveled roads in the mountains, especially in this season. The grass has turned yellow, and the messy thorny vines are dead, blocking everything.

Just wait for people to pass by, go up and prick it to show your presence.

Song Yao's skin was tender, and every time he went out to play, his skin would turn red if he rubbed it even slightly. If he walked on a road that had never been traveled, his legs and arms would be stained with blood.

Think about it as a child.

Although he was often injured, the pain in his knees was still different from the pain in his whole body. He could only look back with regret.

Yuan Jiang glanced at them, put down the wood carving in his hand, and went out silently.

It had been peaceful recently, and he gradually relaxed his vigilance.

But because of what he learned last time, whenever he followed the two children in public recently, he would hold a piece of wood in his hand and pretend that he was carving.

Although in the end he carved things like "O", "*", "<" and "]", since Xinghe County now has the title of the hometown of wood products, many people in Xinghe County have begun to indulge in the study of carpentry skills.

Yuan Jiang blended in, which can be said to be without any sense of disobedience.

Of course, the main reason why he left was that there was still a soldier sitting in the yard.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were so obsessed with finishing their handsome two-wheeled vehicle that they didn't notice Yuan Jiang's movements at all.

When Song Yao touched the car seat happily and looked up to see the fruit tree to satisfy his craving, he was shocked to find that the fruit tree was gone.

The child rubbed his eyes and looked again.

Really gone.

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Then Song Yao knew why the fruit tree disappeared.

Yuan Jiang walked over from outside as if nothing had happened and handed each of the two children a washed fruit.

Outside, there are fruit trees that have been safely planted next to the small trees.

Song Yao was shocked: "Brother Yuan Jiang! Are you practicing pulling out trees now?"

Ever since Teacher He "study" with Grandma Song, she has been obsessed with pulling out trees. Even if she can't pull them out, she still has to do the exercises.

In physical education class, Yuanjiang taught the children to train, and she followed suit.

Coupled with the legend that "the teacher pulled out ten trees just to teach the students who didn't finish their summer homework", the children in the school have been so well-behaved recently.

Teacher He had no idea that this was a "deterrence of force" and thought that just like what Grandma Song said, as long as she was confident, others would naturally feel her confidence.

He didn't dare to make a mistake in front of her.

For this reason, Teacher He's confidence greatly increased and he worked harder to develop his whole body strength.

Song Yao and the others watched every day and felt that Teacher He had indeed become more bright and confident since he started pulling out trees.

At least she doesn't have to worry about wild beasts when she sleeps now.

Instead, he began to actively learn how to set traps for wild animals. Recently, he was considering going up the mountain to set rabbit traps and trap a few rabbits to eat.

The children of Song Yao, who were very supportive and looked forward to sharing the rabbits, got the fruit from a tree first.

He was super happy:

"Brother Yuan Jiang is my favorite!!!"

In order to express his love, when Yuan Jiang objected to Song Yao's personal experiment on two-wheeled vehicles and asked himself to be the experimenter, the child also cooperated very well.

He patted his small chest:

"I know. This car runs very fast. If it loses control, I won't be able to escape. Brother Yuanjiang, you have enough experience. You are right to be an experimenter."

Since the flashing light incident, Song Yao has been very cautious about this kind of experimental issues.

So he prepared a very hard helmet for himself and made various homemade protective gears.

Of course, now that the experimenter was replaced by Yuan Jiang, these things were naturally made again and all used on Yuan Jiang.

Then the two children struggled to push the car up.

Can't push it.

Yuan Jiang, who was still wearing protective gear, helped the car up.

This car was very huge when lying down, almost like a black giant beast, so Yuan Jiang has never been able to figure out what this two-wheeled car is.

After it stood up, Yuanjiang looked up and down several times and asked uncertainly:

"motorcycle?"

Song Yao was checking the wheel. When he heard this, he looked up curiously:

"What?"

Yuan Jiang looked at the structure of the car again.

That's right, although it is huge overall, much wider than ordinary motorcycles, and it is completely black, with many thick black pipes installed on the side that are not found on ordinary motorcycles.

But it is indeed a motorcycle.

Professor Wang is slowly coming back:

"Hey, this turns out to be a motorcycle."

Both people said it was a motorcycle, and Song Yao had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.

He looked confused:

"Has anyone already made this car?"

He was super confident before and thought he was so awesome and arrogant that he actually built a car that was faster than a bicycle and didn't require pedaling.

Professor Wang stepped forward and patted the car seat:

"It's a motorcycle, yes, but I've never seen one with this style. It looks like a big beast."

Song Yao wilted:

"Master, do we have motorcycles in Zhongzhou? Why haven't I seen them?"

Professor Wang smiled and said:

"Because it's expensive, much more expensive than a bicycle, and this thing is fast, but it consumes a lot of fuel, and few people in Lecheng buy it."

"There are some in the capital, but not many. It's quite common in foreign countries. Before I returned to China, there were many people riding motorcycles there."

Song Yao was instantly refreshed when he heard that it was common in foreign countries. His cost was not as expensive as a bicycle, because most of them were made of various materials by themselves.

The factory manager was very cooperative with them.

The child regained confidence and found out what he thought was the strongest point of his car to compare with others:

"Then are their motorcycles as good-looking as mine!!"

No, they really are not.

Professor Wang shook his head:

"Yours looks really different."

Song Yao was satisfied.

He said very proudly: "Of course, I designed the shape specifically for it."

He happily showed his design drawings to his master and brother Yuan Jiang.

The two looked at the horizontal circle on the design, and then looked at the motorcycle in front of them with smooth lines, wild design, naturally raised tail, and a black exterior that seemed to be reflecting light:...

It is hard to imagine that Zhao Xiaodong has been making a real thing with Song Yao according to this design.

How did he do it?

Song Yao is very confident:

"Mine doesn't consume much fuel, and it's really, super! Super! Super handsome!!"

This is really not Song Yao bragging about himself.

This motorcycle is really handsome, it is very wide, but it is also because of this, combined with the wild parts, it looks like a fat black panther.

Why describe it like this? Because black panthers have good temperament, and generally leopards are thin, so for the sake of rigor, they are described as fat black panthers.

Song Yao even made a black long tube on the back to store things.

He motioned Yuan Jiang to sit on it, and then showed him:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, you can free up one hand at this time, and stretch it back like this, and you can take out the things inside, such as dried sweet potatoes, books, maps, etc., and stuff them in."

Yuan Jiang stretched back, and as expected, he could easily touch the bottom by pulling it down.

Compared to Song Yao's dried sweet potatoes, he thought it was quite suitable to store weapons here.

Especially, Song Yao also made a hidden block on the leg, and it was also pulled down, and there was a large space for storing things inside.

Song Yao put his schoolbag in it to demonstrate that although this car seemed to have no place to put things, it actually had a lot of available space.

The point! Very cool! !

The child had already imagined himself riding on the car, then riding to the school gate, then bending down neatly, opening the hidden block, and taking out the schoolbag inside.

The classmates must think he is super super handsome! !

After the demonstration, it was time to start the actual operation.

Yuan Jiang can ride a motorcycle.

In fact, Song Yao had guessed that he could do it since he heard Yuan Jiang say what it was.

Brother Yuan Jiang is omnipotent!!

So he briefly explained how to use it, then poured in the prepared diesel, and happily signaled Yuan Jiang, who was wearing protective gear, to experiment.

In a flash, Yuan Jiang went out.

In a flash, he came back.

"There is not enough space, maybe we need to find a bigger place to try."

Song Yao's eyes immediately sparkled: "The county!! Let's go to the county!!!"

He must show off in front of the county magistrate.

Humph!

What's so great about a bicycle? His motorcycle is much more handsome than a bicycle.

So, the county magistrate, who was listening to the news in the county, welcomed such a huge monster.

He first helped to choose a place, and then watched Yuan Jiang ride on the bike, put on his helmet, and went out in a flash. The wind blew up his clothes, and the motorcycle under his crotch looked like a black beast.

Yuan Jiang looked even more handsome.

Then, he rode back, the huge and handsome black motorcycle turned a corner and stopped in front of several people. Yuan Jiang put down one of his long legs and took off his helmet:

"It's very fast and responsive."

"Wow!!!!"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were already full of admiration and excitement! !

"So cool!!"

Especially when the car stopped diagonally in front of them, bringing up a cloud of dust, and Yuan Jiang put down one of his long legs, it just hit all the points that the two children wanted to be cool.

When they were riding motorcycles, this kind of picture was in their minds! !

It's just that the person involved was not Yuan Jiang, but themselves.

The county magistrate was also shocked:

"This thing looks better than a bicycle."

Even he had never seen such a cool motorcycle.

Even if he didn't ride it himself, watching others ride it would make him feel inexplicably excited.

Seeing his happy face, Song Yao was even more proud:

"Now you know how great I am! What's so great about a bicycle? Last time you laughed at me because I couldn't reach the pedals. I don't need to pedal my motorcycle!"

The child became happier and happier:

"And it's more handsome and cooler than a bicycle, and it doesn't need to be pedaled to move. From now on, I will laugh at you on a motorcycle, hahahahaha!!"

The scene that he had imagined was perfectly presented by Yuan Jiang. The child looked at the shocked county magistrate and felt proud. He laughed like a villain.

The county magistrate was indeed shocked.

But what shocked him was: "Little boy, what makes you think you can ride this motorcycle?"

"Look at Comrade Yuan Jiang's legs, and then look at yours. Don't you realize that you can't reach the ground or the pedals when you get on it?"

Song Yao: "..."

The child, who had been immersed in the thought "Last time you looked down on me for not being able to reach the bicycle pedals, this time I will make a car that is more powerful than a bicycle to scare you to death", finally calmed down.

He was busy imagining that this motorcycle was more handsome and cooler than a bicycle, and completely forgot that he couldn't reach the bicycle pedals.

A motorcycle taller than a bicycle, wouldn't he still be unable to reach it?

Look at the huge and handsome motorcycle in front of him.

Huge... means very tall.

Song Yao: "..."

The child looked down at his legs pitifully and unbelievingly.

Finally realized what he had overlooked.

The bike was taller, faster, and more handsome than a bicycle.

But his legs...

Still short legs!