child prodigy at eighty

"I'm going crazy..." Xiaosi was squeezed out for a whole year.

"I don't study! I don't study! I don't study!" He almost cried out with tears in his eyes, he really had enough.

"Why? You can learn it well." This is better than him, and he can't learn it no matter what.

Song Xiaosi is going crazy.

His third brother is a fascist dictator, he doesn't care whether he likes it or not, just follow him to learn, learn ass!

"So what? I don't like it! You like to learn by yourself, don't make me!"

"So what do you like? Don't you want to be a scientist?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to!" Song Shiyan said to Dad Song next to him after shouting: "If you force me again, I will run away from home and never come back!"

"Cough cough." Song Changhe coughed: "Third brother, you don't think your brother likes it either. After studying for so long, he hasn't learned anything, otherwise forget it."

The poor little Si of his family was so tortured that he started to lose his hair.Uh, it's hair loss.

"You really don't want to learn?" Song Shiyu was extremely disappointed.

"I don't want to." Xiaosi shook his head resolutely.

"Then go and recite the words."

Song Xiaosi...

Why do I still have to learn English!He looked at his father again for help, hoping that his father would give more strength.However, Father Song grabbed the newspaper and said nothing.

Apparently, Papa Song felt that English should be learned, and he did not support his fourth son any more.

Under the indulgence of his father and the coercion of his third brother, the poor Song Xiaosi had no choice but to hug his English textbook again with a mournful face...

"Little San, come here." Song Changhe greeted his son: "Let's go out for a walk."

The streets in early spring were somewhat gray and humid, and the weather was not particularly good. As soon as he went out, the cold wind hit his neck, and Song Shiyu shrank his neck involuntarily.

"Dad, what do you want to say?" Xiaosan jumped up and down twice, trying to warm herself up quickly.

"Have you decided what major to choose in college?"

"I can't get into what I want to learn, and I don't want to learn a lot. Dad, why do you think there is no best of both worlds in the world?"

"All the good things are taken by you, what should others do?"

"As long as I have Xiaosi's a little bit of mechanical acumen, I don't have to worry about it."

"I said San'er, you have to learn to accept the reality, can we not waste time with science?"

"I've recognized it a long time ago, but I'm still thinking about what to learn."

"Then why do you torment Xiaosi every day? Seeing him now, you want to hide from him."

"Aren't I urging him to study hard?" Song Xiaosan resolutely refused to admit that he passed on his wish and imposed his hobbies on his younger brother.

Papa Song glanced at him, which meant that you thought I was blind.

Xiao San chuckled, "You didn't object at first."

"Okay, enough is enough for Xiaosi, be careful that he won't kiss you again in the future."

"He dares!"

"You are in the third year of high school now, so I won't say much else. I know you know what's on your mind. Just one thing. Don't worry about other things to get distracted. If you have any ideas, it won't be too late to wait until you go to college."

"What else can I do in college? Anyway, I won't be able to deal with machines in this life."

"Who said that?" Song Changhe looked at the third son who was caught in a strange circle, "You don't know how to make clothes, but you can sell clothes; What about machines, why don’t you still be our factory manager? You can’t deal with machines if you don’t understand machine manufacturing?”

"Dad, are you saying that I can participate sideways? But I want to directly engage in research and development!"

"You don't have that life!" Papa Song hit him mercilessly.

Song Shiyu...

"The calligraphy class is also finished well, don't wait until you leave and haven't taken care of it."

"understood."

In the blink of an eye, the college entrance examination is coming up, and the weather is so hot that it makes people gasp and panic.But these third-year high school students had to take the exam for several days in the steamer-like classroom in this weather. When they came out of the classroom, their backs were wet, and they didn't know whether it was hot or difficult.Song Shiyu was the only one who could walk out of the classroom refreshingly. The questions were not difficult, and his mind was calm and cool.

Saying this is asking for a fight, but he didn't say it.He still has this emotional intelligence.

What makes him anxious now is another matter. Gu Weifeng hasn't replied to him for three months.Since he went to the army, they have been writing letters every month, and there will be things like his medals and awards in the mail, but there has been no news for three months now.

He has been in the army for more than two years and has never lost news for such a long time. I don't know if he also went to the battlefield like his elder brother.

Throughout the summer vacation, he went to the post office from time to time to ask if there was any letter from him, but the only time he got it was the university admission letter.

The whole family was extremely happy, but Song Shiyu was always a little irritable when he was happy.

Plus this month has been four months, what the hell is Gu Weifeng doing.

Half a month before going to report, Song Shiyu decided to visit the army, but Liu Erhua stopped him.

"Your elder brother hasn't sent a letter for half a year and I haven't seen you in such a hurry. Don't worry, nothing will happen. Maybe there is some mission. If you go and find no one, is it not running for nothing?" She said to each other. : "Besides, if something really happened, the army would have come to inform us earlier, how could it be possible that there was no movement for such a long time, it must be because the mission did not receive your letter. You, put your heart in your stomach, and prepare to fuck you university."

"But it's been four months. I sent three letters, but he didn't answer any of them. Even if he's not in the army, he can transfer them."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not when the army performs its mission? You, don't cause trouble for the army. If you are really worried, you can ask grandpa to make a fortune. If the calculation is not good, you can go." Song Shifeng interjected, and came up with a bad idea.

Song Shiyu ran to his grandfather's house the next day, and solemnly asked his grandfather to make a fortune.

Seeing the old man pinching his fingers and muttering to himself for a long time, he smiled: "Don't worry, the child is blessed, even if there is a hurdle, he can pass it, so there may be some adventures."

"What barrier?"

"Then how can we know that being a soldier is not free from bumps and bumps, just pass it."

Song Shiyu was dubiously dragged away by his cousin Dama Monkey, saying that he was taking him to see his pig farm, he was so fat.

"Dad, is there something wrong with Gu boy?" Song Changhe asked quietly after seeing his son leave.

"I didn't figure it out. Either the child's birth date is wrong, or there is something I don't know about. He is old and dying." The old man waved his hand, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"The horoscope must be wrong. This child was adopted. How could the birthday be correct." Song Changhe explained, "You just need to fool Xiao San, otherwise he will have to go to the army."

"This kid is very affectionate."

"It's just that love is too much. This is about to start school. We can't let him run over right now, so as not to cause trouble at both ends."

The adults were thinking about how to stabilize Xiao San, but Xiao San was so smoked by the pigsty that he almost vomited out.

"Don't you clean the pigsty for the pigs?"

"Clean it up once every three days. My pigsty is already very clean." He patted the fence proudly as he said, "Look at how fat my pigs are."

Song Xiaosan hid far away, unable to listen to half a word, this poor and fastidious dead child was completely distracted, he didn't have time to think about what happened to Gu Weifeng, he felt that he might not be able to eat pork for a while.

Dirty.