All-round mathematician

Chapter 107 Some little things during the winter vacation

bang... bang...

After four firecrackers, the new year has arrived.The first two sounds were from years ago, called door closing firecrackers.The last two sounds are for the New Year, called firecrackers to open the door.

Put it together, it is very particular, it must be around 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Yang Tian poked his head out from the window on the 12th floor, wanting to shout but dared not: "Come up quickly, be careful."

Since last year, Wuzhou has delineated most of the downtown areas and banned fireworks and firecrackers.Apparently, the Yang family didn't have such a high awareness yet, so they released four secretly.

If caught by urban management, the fine ranges from 50 to 500.On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was impossible for the urban management to go to work. Yang Tian meant that he was afraid of being reported.

Your home can let it go, why can't mine.Since my family did not release it, I must accept the supervision of the people.

The eyes of the crowd were discerning. Yang Fan, who was standing downstairs after setting off the firecrackers, scanned his surroundings deliberately like a spy, but there was no movement.

The old cotton shoes stepped on the snow, went back to the elevator hall, stomped to remove the snow, and waited for the elevator to descend: "It's another new year. It snowed in Wuzhou this year, which is strange."

It is customary in Wuzhou that the day before the New Year's Eve is the New Year's Eve, and the snow has started to fall since that day, and it is extremely rare to pile up, covering the soles of shoes.

The mobile phone received text messages continuously, and the classmates in the group congratulated, and red envelopes of all sizes were flying around.It's 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and I haven't slept yet.

Enduring the pain, I sent a 20 yuan red envelope in the elevator.

Back home, Yang Tian said: "Okay, one year has passed, and the house is peaceful. Tomorrow morning, your mother and I will go to HN. Wuzhou is getting colder and colder in winter, and the wind and sun are beautiful on HN. experience."

Song Xiaoli was already asleep, and the father and son had to stay up until midnight because of the firecrackers.

"Then where should I go for dinner on New Year's Day?" Yang Fan asked.

The shops on the street have been closed one after another half a month ago, at least until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to greet the God of Wealth, and they will not open amid firecrackers.

"Tomorrow will be enough, and the food will be warmed up. I went to your uncle's house on the second day of junior high school, and someone left food for the third and fourth day of junior high school." After speaking, Yang Tian yawned and went back to his room to sleep. He had to catch a flight tomorrow, and time was tight.

"Are you guilty of this crime?"

Parents asked Yang Fan in advance if he wanted to go together during the Chinese New Year, but Yang Fan expressed no interest.Before the Chinese New Year, there were too many returning troops, and the traffic was blocked everywhere.

Are you okay on the first day of the new year?No, from the first day of the new year, all the scenic spots are full of popularity, not just for the scenery, but for being crowded with people.

I remember a joke reflecting Wuzhou's tradition of rolling gods. From one end of the road to the other, people are empty, and others will push you forward.

After dawn, Yang Fan was rarely lazy and didn't go out to exercise.Cooked a meal for myself and muddled it out, then called his girlfriend Qi Yueshu and asked her if she would like to go out.

He was rejected, it was cold, and he wanted to be with his family.

Well, the reason is strong.After the call ended, she received a call from Goddess Xiao.Yang Fan also refused.

Speaking of Xiao Hongye, Yang Fan's face was a little hot, it was the day before yesterday's New Year's Eve, and he was left with a meal by his parents.

This is really very complicated.

"Since you are single again, let's play the game for a day, it's been a long time since I played."

Back in the study, looking at the faint array of galaxies, Yang Fan lost his stretch slightly again.It's a bit wasteful to put it in your hand. I don't know what to do except rubbing the network cable.You can't take it with you, it's like a space crack in the novel.

"The idea is a little bit, and the knowledge has not yet arrived."

Since it has its own space law, then treat it as a world.How to enter this world is the biggest problem.

"How can a shrinking galaxy be manipulated?"

Yang Fan's idea is to develop the brain region. The brain is the most mysterious place in the human body. Any thought is the formation of brain waves.

Since it is a radio wave, it can actually be converted into data.

"Brain data enters the galaxy and establishes a connection between the human brain and the galaxy. There may be unknown changes."

This requires a fairly advanced knowledge of physics. Bragging is useless, and the experiment cannot continue.

The Trojan horse of the desktop computer is not clear, Yang Fan kept it on purpose and let him go.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Fan took a few gift bags, went out at ten o'clock, and took the bus to his uncle's house three kilometers away.

This is the two lakes plate in Wuzhou, and it was noisy and lively back then, with dense communities.Because the transportation is inconvenient, there is no subway, and the land price is in the middle.

Yang Yuan's house is on the 15th floor, [-] square meters, a family of three plus an elderly person.

The eldest sister, Yang Xi, has already moved outside.

When He Jiahui opened the door, he glanced at Yang Fan's hands first, and said: "Every time I take something, no one eats it, and it's all in the hands of my family when I go around. It's purely being made by the supermarket."

Although He Jiahui was a bit snobbish, these little things were really contemptuous.

"Auntie, I don't want to either. During the Chinese New Year, there are so many relationships between people."

Speaking of this, Yang Fan is also full of anger. The milk is too heavy to die, but during the Chinese New Year, the only thing that can be eaten is milk. When the time comes, other things are still original and no one touches them.

"Come in, the whole family is here." He Jiahui felt heavy in his hand when he took the things, two boxes of milk and two boxes of fruit.

She didn't feel that there was anyone behind her, so she closed the door automatically.

Yang Tian and his wife, the whole family knows about the situation of going out for a trip.

"Yang Fan, just in time. Three missing one, hurry up."

During the Chinese New Year in Wuzhou, every household played cards. If they didn’t play cards, they went to the scenic spots outside.Because of the flow of people, the locals would rather stay at home than go out.

There are four brothers and sisters in Yang Tian's generation, and a man from the family, so they just fit together for a table.Due to travel problems, there are often not enough people, and Yang Fan has been dragged up many times.

"Come on, wait a minute." The three men played mahjong with lame legs all morning, and Yang Fan could feel the depression.

"Happy New Year, grandma." Yang Fan greeted the old man on the chair basking in the sun.

The confused old man turned his head and said, "Yang Tian is here, take care."

Yang Fan is depressed, does he resemble his father that much?Grandma suffered from dementia several years ago. Back then, the old man smoked, drank and played cards. He had everything and was in good health.

On the day of his death, he played two games of mahjong with someone in the morning and afternoon. At night, he complained of dizziness. Grandma said that he was fooling around all day long. He even had a fight that night. Unexpectedly, he couldn't sleep.Those who are alive spend the rest of their days in guilt for a long time and become a little demented.

At this point, Yang Fan suddenly had an idea: "Dementia? Brain domain? Is there any connection?"

People with dementia are not completely out of control of the body, but disordered brain waves, which affect people's thinking.Just yesterday he thought that brain waves must also form data.

"What are you thinking? Hurry up."

Yang Yuan urged vigorously, just as the lame mahjong round was over, why not hurry up.

The inspiration was interrupted, Yang Fan had no choice but to stop thinking about it.

"Big sister, younger siblings..."

Yang Fan greeted all relatives, even those who attended the dinner that day, and there was no one missing.

"How big is it? I'll tell the parents if it's too big." Yang Fan said.

"Old rules. Two against one."

The automatic mahjong machine creaked and sorted the tiles, four rows of mahjong rose, and the dice were pressed. One second before the pause, Yang Fan's eyes were fixed: "4 and 5, let's play 9."

Is it useful to know what number to open one second in advance?It's useless, the automatic mahjong machine Yang Yuan will never mess with his own family, and the arrangement is not easy to calculate.

The 13 mahjong cards were lined up, and the banker Yang Yuan played the cards. It was Yang Fan's turn. When he touched the first card, he had a strange face: "It's been a long time since I played, how can I even figure out [-] cards? It feels so good?"

Among mahjong tiles, [-] to [-] is the most difficult to judge.

Is this going to be the God of Gamblers?Yang Fan grinned.

(End of this chapter)