Chapter 12 (Chapter 12 (Updated)...)

Song Yao: Oh no.

He turned to look at Song's father.

Song's father: ... Oh no.

Seeing that Grandma Song had already stood up and was about to point at his nose and scold him for being stupid, he immediately made a quick decision and said at the fastest speed that he had sold five kilograms of honey at a price of 1.7 yuan per kilogram.

He emphasized that he took away all the chopsticks in the house so that people who might buy honey could taste the taste.

Grandma Song was really happy.

So she first praised Song's father for doing a good job.

"Not bad, then the family will have more income in the future."

Then she pointed at his nose and scolded him for being stupid.

"You only need to bring two pairs of chopsticks. If you take away all the chopsticks in the house, what will your father and I eat with?!"

"I've been waiting for you for so long and you didn't come back. I just asked your father to cut branches to use as chopsticks, and you came back. Tell me, you! How can you be so punctual!"

One praise and one scold, the merits and demerits are quite clear.

Father Song shrank his neck and endured the scolding honestly. After Grandma Song finished scolding her son, she remembered to ask: "How much did it sell for in total? Is it reliable?"

Song Yao was about to report the number, but remembered that his father needed credit at the moment, so he shut his mouth and didn't say anything.

Father Song hurriedly said: "Eight dollars and fifty cents, five pounds is eight dollars and fifty cents in total."

"The buyer is very reliable, she is a new salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative. We agreed to deliver the honey to her tomorrow, and she will pay immediately after the honey is in hand."

Grandma Song's expression eased a lot when she heard this.

As Father Song said before, eight dollars and fifty cents is a considerable amount for their family, especially when this money is unexpected income, it seems even more.

Although their family has a small population and eats less, there are also few people working. In addition, Song Yao is getting older. Now he can go to elementary school in the village. If he goes to junior high school or above, he can only be sent outside. At that time, the expenses will definitely be much higher than now.

Grandma Song was worried that she would not be able to save much money at this rate.

She did not expect that her son, who had always been unreliable, could actually bring money home.

Although she was still angry at his unreliable behavior of taking away all the chopsticks, she was still very relieved in her heart.

After praising and scolding, Dad Song took out the chopsticks and handed them to the two elders attentively. When he saw them take them, he knew that the matter was over.

Because they worked hard to go to the county town, Grandma Song even stood up and served a bowl of rice to each of the father and son.

Dad Song rarely received such treatment. He was flattered and couldn't help but feel a little proud:

"Mom, Dad, wait, I will catch two bees after I eat, and I will raise more bees in the future, and then we can keep selling honey."

Grandpa Song looked up at his son: "You raise bees?"

Dad Song nodded: "Yes."

Grandpa Song: "What do bees eat?"

Dad Song choked.

Grandma Song: "Are bees afraid of cold or heat? When you raise bees, are you keeping them warm or cooling them down?"

Dad Song: "..."

Song Yao, who was eating his meal, looked at his grandfather and then at his grandmother, and joined in happily: "If a bee gets sick, do you know how to treat it, Dad?"

Dad Song thought this was outrageous: "Can bees get sick?"

Song Yao said confidently: "Chickens get sick, they all have wings, so why can't bees get sick?"

Dad Song: ... It actually makes some sense in a weird way.

His plan to raise bees was hit so hard less than a minute after he proposed it. For a moment, he felt a little depressed: "Then I won't raise them?"

Grandma Song took a bite of the meal and looked calm: "It's not that I won't raise them. If you want to raise them, you should always figure out how to raise them before raising them. At least don't raise them blindly without knowing what they eat. Isn't that a waste of time?"

Grandpa Song didn't say anything, which meant he agreed.

Seeing that Song's father was still a little depressed, Song Yao encouraged him: "It's okay, Dad, you don't have to catch bees and raise them. Go to the beehive and observe carefully. I will also find a book on beekeeping. We will raise them when we are ready."

Song's father was encouraged by his son.

"Okay, I will observe carefully and try to raise bees as soon as possible. In the future, my family will make money by selling honey."

Song Yao nodded, very confident in his father.

"Dad, you can practice so well even something as difficult as poking a hornet's nest. As long as you want, you can definitely do it."

Song's father thought about it and agreed.

Yes, he can even poking a hornet's nest with practice.

What else can stump him!

Grandpa and Grandma Song who were watching: ...It's just poking a hornet's nest, what's there to be proud of.

But this was the first time that Song's father was a little reliable (it would be more reliable if he didn't take all the chopsticks away), and the two didn't want to discourage their son, so they just watched the father and son being happy.

Song Yao, who was already very busy, had one more thing to do: helping his father observe bees.

After dinner, Song's father washed the dishes and ran away, saying that he wanted to wear a basket on his head and observe closely how the bees live.

Song Yao took the five chickens out for a snack. He remembered that he had seen bees stay on flowers, so he specially found a place with more flowers this time.

As soon as they arrived, the fat and strong hens of the Song family lowered their heads to look for food. Song Yao searched the flowers and found a few bees flying around in the flowers.

He looked for a long time before he realized that these bees were eating the things in the heart of the flowers.

So this is the nectar mentioned in "The Composition of Honey".

When reading the book, Song Yao thought it was just a name, but he didn't expect that bees would really collect honey from flowers.

The bees went to this flower and then to that flower, and Song Yao watched them intently. For the first time, he found that this small creature that would be ignored if you didn't pay attention was so busy and almost never stopped.

It was the first time that the child observed a creature so seriously.

He thought about many things, such as whether these bees can hear what each other says, whether the big bees will take care of the small bees, how they live, and how they distribute work.

By the way, when Song Yao looked at the small bees and beautiful butterflies flying in the flowers (he skipped the ugly moths), he became more curious.

How do they fly? Why can they fly? If he knew the reason why they can fly, can he use this reason to build a spaceship? If the spaceship doesn't work, can he use it to make an airplane?

The more Song Yao thought about it, the more excited he became. This excitement was a bit like when he found that there were many things he hadn't learned in the books that Sister Shengsheng gave him. The eight-year-old child couldn't help getting closer and closer to the bees collecting nectar.

He wanted to observe them, understand them, and then make things like them.

005 found that the host's brain, which only had a small amount of activity most of the time, suddenly started to work at a high speed, faster and faster, so fast that he was worried that the host would faint due to excessive brain activity.

It didn't know without common sense.

In the interstellar era, this is called enlightenment.

Simply put, it is a brain activity that can only be achieved by people with high IQ. After the enlightenment activity, the person concerned may not become super smart all of a sudden, but his IQ limit will increase dramatically.

One sentence introduction: After enlightenment, IQ can grow to a terrifying level with learning and time.

Enlightenment is lucky and dangerous. If it is not interrupted in time at the peak, people may not be able to bear it directly.

However, the person concerned, Song Yao, did not know how powerful and dangerous it was. The only witness was a novice system 005 who had not entered common sense.

It was still judging whether to call the host in this situation.

Song Yao did not realize that he was on the edge of danger. He was completely immersed in his own world, getting closer and closer to the bees, with longing in his eyes.

He Junwen took advantage of everyone's nap time to come out for a stroll. While strolling, he saw a child squatting in front of the flowers.

Warm sun and flowers, butterflies and bees, and a cute little child.

She smiled slightly and felt that the world was so beautiful.

Even Song Yao's little hand that stretched out to catch a bee was so cute... Wait, what to catch? ?

When He Junwen reacted, it was too late.

The attacked bee angrily dropped its stinger.

——"Wow!!!!"

The child's cry instantly resounded around.

The first child in history to be mentally retarded at the age of eight, the peak ended with being stung by a bee.

In the end, Song Yao was sent back to the Song family by Teacher He with sobs.

There were five chickens following behind.

After thanking Teacher He, Grandma Song sent him out the door, and when she came back, she felt distressed to see her grandson with a swollen palm.

While carefully washing him with soapy water, she scolded:

"Why did you go to catch a bee?! Don't you know it can sting people?"

Song Yao sobbed softly: "I don't know how I, suck, how I caught it."

He felt that he would not be so stupid to catch a bee with his bare hands, but he tried to recall, but he couldn't remember anything.

I just remember that I seemed to have been observing it just now, because I wanted to see it more carefully, I wanted to get closer, and then I forgot.

Song Yao asked 005: [Did I really catch the bee? Why don’t I remember it? ]

005 answered with certainty: [Yes, you caught it with your own hands, I saw it all. ]

005 would not lie, Song Yao wiped his tears with his other hand, so he really provoked the bees first.

He felt wronged, and his voice was full of tears: "Wuwuwuwuwuwu, I really don’t remember why I went to catch bees."

It’s okay to be stung.

He didn’t even know why he was stung, it was too wronged.

Seeing that he couldn’t explain it, Grandma Song didn’t have the heart to scold him anymore, and let go with a fierce face: "Okay, it’s a good thing it’s your left hand, if it was your right hand, how would you eat these days!"

005 was also very happy for Song Yao: [Host, you stretched out both hands when you caught the bee, fortunately you didn’t get stung on your right hand. ]

Song Yao held his left hand pitifully: Woo woo woo woo it hurts so much.

When he was eating in the evening, he felt that his hand didn't hurt so much, and he was fully revived. He held the branch in his right hand and wrote on the ground one by one.

005 was surprised that Song Yao was so diligent.

Song Yao: [I just always feel that my mind seems to have become much clearer, I want to try it. ]

He wrote for a while, and took a course in the learning system, and found that his memory seemed to have really improved.

Even 005 said after comparison: [The host's memory and comprehension ability has increased by at least 30%. ]

"Wow!"

The child was as excited as if he had discovered a new world.

"I really became smarter!"

Great!

He is one step closer to building a spaceship!

After Song's father came back in the evening, he was scolded by both men and women.

Only then did Grandpa and Grandma Song know that he actually asked Song Yao to observe bees, so Grandma Song unceremoniously put the blame on her son for "grandson being stung".

"He is eight years old, are you eight years old too? How can you teach your children like this!!"

"If you teach him this kind of mess again next time, you will have to work for me every day in the future. You are idle!"

Song's father was scolded for no reason:... I am wronged.

He only let his son look at it from a distance, and didn't let him reach out to grab it.

Not daring to complain to his angry parents, Song's father finished the scolding in a cowardly manner, and turned around to find his son in Song Yao's room.

When he entered the room, he saw Song Yao squatting on the ground again, probably playing with ants again. He coughed dryly and put on a posture of questioning:

"Little son, don't you have anything to say to Dad?"

Song Yao, who found that his handwriting was smoother than before, was practicing calligraphy in a novel way. When he heard his father's voice, he stood up excitedly and turned around and threw himself into his arms.

"Dad!!!"

Song Yao's eyes were still a little red and swollen because of crying in the afternoon, but it did not affect his bright eyes.

The child put on an attitude of "I'll tell you a secret" and leaned over to ask in a low voice: "Do you want to become smarter?"

Song's father: "?"

He was also unconsciously led to whisper: "Why do you ask that?"

Song Yao whispered: "I found the secret to becoming smarter."

Song's father immediately pricked up his ears.

Song Yao shared very seriously: "I'm telling you, Dad, being stung by a bee will make you smarter."

Song's father: "..."

Song Yao: "Dad, don't you believe it either? I told grandpa and grandma, they didn't believe it."

Song's father: "..."

He was silent for a while before saying: "I believe it, you should go to sleep."

Song Yao immediately said excitedly: "Then let's find a bee to sting you, and you can become smarter."

Song's father: ... Thank you.

He resisted the urge to hit his son and coaxed him softly: "Dad is already smart enough, there is no need to change anymore, okay, little boy, go to sleep, you will be fine when you wake up."

Song Yao was a little confused. He is doing well now, and his hand doesn't hurt that much.

But after being carried to the bed by his father and patted a few times, he felt sleepy.

He yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep in seconds.

Song's father gently helped his son take off his clothes, shoes and socks, touched Song Yao's white and tender face, and went out with a worried look on his face.

He planned to go to the old doctor's house to ask for advice.

How can he be cured of being stung by a bee and becoming stupid?