Educated Youth: I have a critical strike system

"Uncle Wu, we are back -"

After chatting with my mother for a while and feeding Xiaoya milk sugar water, Chen Yue went to take a bath, wash his hair and change clothes.

Then I went back to the house and read the newspaper for a while.

Comrade Chen Jinshui was quite active in delivering newspapers.

Then, Erya and Sanya came back.

Seeing Hei Wa, a little expert in playing mud, and his chubby schoolbag, Pei Dian Dian ran in with him. Chen Yue walked out of the room and said with a smile: "Everyone is back, Hei Wa, you kid is back." If you don’t go home, aren’t you afraid that your mother will beat you again??”

"Just beat me. I have a lot of flesh on my butt, so I'm not afraid."

Awesome!

Listening to what he said, he was really confident and domineering.

"You are truly a peerless man. You should be rewarded. Look at the candy——"

Chen Yue dug directly into his pocket and stuffed a handful of candies into it.

Such a heroic figure is rare in the real world and must be heavily rewarded.

"Little Fatty, Erya, Sanya, what else are you looking at?? Come here, everyone will share in the benefits."

Since they are all here, Chen Yue will definitely not favor one over the other, and he will give each of the three children a handful.

Anyway, he had as many candies as he wanted in his pocket, and he didn't eat much himself, which just gave them an advantage.

"Okay, it's done. You can go home and come back tomorrow."

After handing out all the candies, Chen Yue clapped his hands and said.

"Uncle Wu——"

"What's wrong?? Too little??"

"No, little uncle, are you still going to catch mice with us??"

Seeing that he was about to speak but hesitated, Chen Yue thought what was going on.

Hearing his question, Chen Yuedeng fell into a speechless silence.

Still catching mice? ?

This is an addiction to catching mice, right?

Or is this guy still trying to find the bandit's 'treasure'? ?

What spring and autumn dreams are you doing?

"Why are you still catching mice? You have already caught them. You have to give them a way to survive. A mouse's life is also a life."

Chen Yue advised with "serious words and a sincere heart".

Why is this little bastard like a rat?

"Catch it and eat it. It's delicious. Little Fatty, are you right what I said? Uncle Wu didn't even eat rat meat that time -"

"Uh-huh."

So filial -

Nonsence.

motherfucker.

If he doesn't eat good tortoise chicken and pork, he doesn't want to eat rat meat.

No matter how fragrant it is, I won’t eat it.

Thinking that the tortoise in the space had not finished eating yet, Chen Yue planned to find an opportunity to take it out and stew it again. The tortoise soup was so fragrant.

"I'll forget it. I'm allergic to rats. You can catch them yourself."

"Allergy?? What do you mean??"

"You just can't eat it. You'll easily get sick if you eat it."

"Oh."

It’s so pitiful that Uncle Wu will get sick after eating rat meat——

After hearing his explanation, Hei Wa gave Chen Yue a 'pitiful' look.

Mouse meat is so delicious, especially when it's roasted, it's sizzling and oily, and it's so fragrant.

Uncle Xiaowu's life is really hard.

"Little Fifth Uncle, when did you come back? If I hadn't heard Hei Wa tell me, I wouldn't have known you were back."

After the two boys ran out to catch mice, Chen Dajun suddenly appeared again.

"Lai Zhong arrived at home at 4 o'clock this afternoon. Dajun, you didn't go to work to repair the reservoir??"

"He's gone. Didn't he just come back? Your eldest brother and the others are just around the corner. I heard Hei Wa said you were back, so he ran back first."

"Oh, why don't you come in and sit for a while? Let's smoke a cigarette and chat slowly."

"to make."

Just sit down and sit down for a while. We're all back anyway, so there's no rush for this little while.

"Uncle Xiaowu, it's almost half a month before you come back this time. Are you so busy with work?"

After sitting down, Chen Dajun started talking and asked first.

Chen Yue nodded and said, "I'm a little busy, but I'm done. I can take a good rest for a few days. How is your reservoir repair going? Why aren't you done yet?"

"It's still early. It will take at least half a month to complete. If it doesn't rain, it won't work without a reservoir."

"You're telling the truth. If it doesn't rain, there will be no reservoir to store water. If -"

"What if??"

"It's nothing... I was just imagining it, haha."

Chen Yue laughed.

What he actually wanted to say just now was artificial rainfall, but it seemed inappropriate when he thought about it. Who would provide artificial rainfall these days? ?

Equipment is one thing. It is not a small place that is suffering from drought, but several provinces are affected together. It is impossible to create artificial rainfall in such a large area.

It's simply unrealistic.

The climate has been really abnormal in recent years, with droughts in the north and floods in the south, as if God was deliberately punishing the people.

If he didn't think it was impossible, Chen Yue would have thought that the US emperor was testing their "weather weapons".

After all, it was so abnormal that it was impossible for Chen Yue not to think so.

"Oh."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chen Dajun didn't ask in detail.

After all, if God wants to do this, what can manpower do?

Unless a god descends to earth, there is nothing we can do.

"You kid, you didn't even say a word when you came back. What were you talking about??"

"Oh, sir, why are you here? I plan to visit you later, hehe."

"Master——"

Seeing the uncle suddenly appear, Chen Yue and Chen Dajun stood up quickly.

How could he forget such a 'cute' uncle? He really planned to go see him later. The best way to deliver the noodle noodles and the like was when it was dark.

"In broad daylight", I'm really afraid of the negative impact.

"Well, why are you standing up? Why don't you smoke less? You can smoke better than me."

"Yes Yes."

Hearing him point it out directly, what else can Chen Yue do? ?

He quickly threw the cigarette butt at his feet and stamped it out.

The same was true for Chen Dajun, but he didn't stamp it out with his feet, but pressed it on the ground with his hands, and put the remaining half of it directly into his pocket.

There are so many more, what a pity to lose them.

"Little Fifth Uncle, Grandpa, um, I... I have to go home for dinner, so I'll leave first -"

I don’t know if he was a little afraid of this old man. After putting the cigarette butt in his pocket, Chen Dajun followed.

Chen Yue naturally nodded, and after he ran away in a hurry, the uncle snorted: "This kid is not good either, he is too cowardly, I can still eat him."

"Haha, uncle, you are not an ordinary person. You have great prestige. People respect you -"

"Respect me, he's just like a mouse meeting a cat. He can't stand on the stage. Compared with your kid, he's still far behind."

Chen Yue:......

Ok.

What the uncle said seems to make sense——

just.

There is really nothing to say about this matter. How many people in the village are not afraid of this "highly respected" uncle? With a glare, Chen Aiguo is three points shorter in front of him. He dare not speak loudly, let alone Chen Dajun.

The uncle's "murderous spirit" is too strong. I don't know if it's because he killed too many Japanese in the past.

It also means that the 'original owner', including the current him, has a 'different eye', otherwise Chen Yue would probably have to go around when he saw him.

It's really not without reason.