activa-t Chapter 114: It doesn't rain, let's make a car
Chapter 114: It doesn't rain, let's make a car
Fanxi Academy, study dormitory.
Lang Ruanruan, who once again received a B grade from her teacher, sat down on the bed in angrily and threw the article in her hand to the ground. She felt that the teacher who criticized her article for being flashy and fanciful was really blind and did not know how to appreciate more advanced things.
Before she was found and brought back to the Lang family, she had experienced adventures that no one else had!
In her dream, she had seen ordinary people going up to the sky and down to the sea, seen more developed and prosperous countries, seen women studying, doing business, and holding official positions, and she had seen things that no one in this world had ever seen.
Now she is willing to write these things down and share them with others. She is willing to use her old-fashioned scholar identity to save and change the world, which is already the supreme honor for the people in this world.
The things she wrote can eventually be realized as long as one is willing to study. So, what right does the gentleman who has never seen advanced things have to say that she is flashy and fanciful, and that her level is far below what it was before she entered school!
"A bastard who only knows how to study hard, what he writes is old-fashioned and boring. How can it be as good as what I write?!"
Lang sat on the bed with a pouty mouth, his little feet kicking the ground stiffly, his fair and tender face wrinkled.
She is not much older than the real Lang Twelve, who is now Zhao Lang. She is just over ten years old, and the baby fat on her face has not yet disappeared.
From a distance, and with its fair and cute appearance, it looks just like a bun.
The first thing Ning Zechuan saw when he came in was Lang Ruanruan's angry look.
At first, he thought his roommate was a little effeminate, but after getting to know her for a long time, he found that Langruanruan was particularly cute.
Although Lang Ruanruan successfully entered Fanxi Academy, she was always criticized by her teacher because what she wrote was too imaginative.
Ning Zechuan heard that her husband criticized her, so he ran back to comfort her.
Ning Zechuan was so familiar with Lang Ruanruan that he stretched out his hand and pinched Lang Ruanruan's chubby face: "Why are you puffing up your face here? Didn't Mr. Han say something about you again? He doesn't think it's good, that's because he has no vision. He has always been old-fashioned and can't understand what you wrote. If you puff up your face again, you really look like a bun. The more you look at it, the cuter it is. You look more and more like a little girl!"
Ning Zechuan was teasing Lang Ruanruan. He hadn't discovered the secret that Lang Ruanruan was a girl at this moment. However, Lang Ruanruan had something to hide, so she slapped Ning Zechuan's hand away:
"What are you talking about? Forget it, I have something to talk to my servants about down the mountain, so I won't waste my time talking to you!"
Lang sat up from the bed, rubbed his face with his sleeve, and ran out.
When Ning Zechuan saw him running away, he hurriedly followed him.
It’s a pity that Lang Ruanruan went to find the servants at home only because he suddenly felt panicky and wanted the servants to quickly notify his brother to capture the missing Lang Twelve.
This was Lang Ruanruan's own secret. She had been hiding the fact that she was a girl from her roommate Ning Zechuan, which already made her feel tired enough. She didn't want Ning Zechuan to catch up with her and hear something else. When she heard Ning Zechuan's footsteps behind her, she quickly ran away.
Although she didn't know why she was panicking, she had to ask her family to find Lang Twelve as soon as possible!
Although she looked down on the current laws and thought that those she dreamed of were more noble, she knew in her heart that she was replacing Lang Twelve's identity to study and seek fame. If Lang Twelve suddenly appeared and exposed her, she would also be convicted of a serious crime!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blame her eldest brother who wanted to kill Lang Twelve but failed.
If her eldest brother could kill Lang Twelve in one go, she wouldn't have to worry so much!
In Songjia Village, far away from Fanxi Academy, Lang Twelve—Zhao Lang—was helping Song Dafu, Song Dazhi, and the young and middle-aged people in Songjia Village do carpentry work.
Their own building car was completed. The mechanism inside allowed a cow to easily pull the building car. After pulling it out to show the tribe members, the tribe decisively decided that almost every family should be equipped with one such car.
The weather has been getting hotter these days, so hot that sweat will flow down your cheeks if you move a little.
With such weather, the people in Songjia Village remembered that it had not rained for a long time.
The warning of drought was clearly visible before everyone's eyes. Even the poorest families in the village pooled their money and materials to build a building car.
Just like what the village chief said, even if you can't afford a cow, you can use a donkey or a mule instead. If you really can't afford it, you can just pool money with other families.
When a village, especially an entire clan, flees a disaster, facing unknown environments and situations, the most important thing is to unite as a team.
At a time like this, there is no need to divide too clearly. We are all from the same clan, so we can get together to build a car and then escape back to Laizhou safely. That is the most important thing.
"Zhao boy, take a quick look to see if this is right!" A man sweating profusely came up to Zhao Lang with the wooden parts he had made and asked him to help take a look.
During this period, due to the publicity of the Song family, almost everyone in Songjia Village knew that Zhao Lang was the great-nephew of Old Lady Song who had come to the Song family some time ago.
Since he lives in the Song family and is recognized by the Song family, there is naturally no reason for other people in Songjia Village to say anything else.
In addition, when riding in this building car, Zhao Lang played a very important role in it. Many parts became more useful after being modified by him. This made other people in the Song family treat Zhao Lang, an unfamiliar outsider, better.
Zhao Lang didn’t have many friends before, and even had very few people he could talk to. But during the time he rode in the building car with the Song family, both the enthusiasm he received in a short period of time and the number of friends he made through a process he couldn’t even explain clearly were enormous.
He himself felt that in this short period of time, he had more smiles on his face than in the previous ten years, and felt happier than in the previous ten years.
He found a sense of belonging here, not just a sense of belonging to the Song family, but a sense of belonging to a big place.
This made Zhao Lang more careful in answering and helping others when they asked him for help or inquiries.
He got a little tanned, but he completely integrated into the group.
After seeing this, Old Lady Song, who came to deliver water, smiled and said to Song Sanfu, "Look at Alang, he has really found his home!"