Transmigrated to a poverty-stricken primitive tribe, she immediately faced a situation where her family of five was on the verge of starving to death. Her biological father had his hand bitten off ...
Children from other tribes didn't have pretty clothes either. It was only after asking around that Dongfang Meng learned that not all children from all tribes were as happy as she was.
Children from tribes have very little to eat, and there's practically nothing to eat at all. She doesn't know what it feels like to be hungry, but she knows it must be unpleasant.
Because she would eat immediately when she was hungry, while other children were different. When other children came to school, the school rarely served food, and they usually ate white rice.
Because she felt that Dongfang Meng's grades were very good since they didn't go to Ian, and Dongfang Yu's were about the same, Haitang was very satisfied with the two children.
Haitang had high expectations for her child, or rather, high expectations for the future. At night, Haitang finished writing this introductory book on electrical engineering. When she looked at it, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as soon as she picked it up.
"It's finally finished. Let's find someone to print it," Haitang said. It's finally finished. After it's printed, we'll sell it in bookstores, and not only bookstores, but also directly in the school library.
The school library is filled with all sorts of little stories, and not only that, but also stories about the Tiger Clan. This history, of course, was told by the old beastmen and humans of the Tiger Clan.
This period of poverty should not be buried, but rather told to everyone, to the children of today, that their future and everything they have now were things that no one in the Tiger Tribe dared to imagine at the beginning.
Of course, there are also fairy tales and so on. Although the library doesn't have a huge collection of books, there are still plenty to read.
When Haitang took the book to be printed, she had the printer make a hundred copies. After it was printed, she took it to the school. The students in the library were very curious about this new book, and when they saw it, everyone was dumbfounded.
Someone asked the librarian, "What does it say on this?"
"It's called electrical engineering, but you might not understand it. Of course, you can take it back and study it," the administrator said upon hearing this. "You can become self-taught."
"..." Many of the little beastmen were completely bewildered because they couldn't understand this stuff. At that moment, a child walked over and looked at the book on electrical engineering. He frowned as he looked at it, but then opened it and started reading.
At this time, the child sat not far away with the book in hand. Although there were things he didn't understand, he became more and more excited as he looked at it. Could he make things up by following the instructions written on it?
At this moment, the little beastman is a beastman from the Tiger Clan tribe. However, his father and mother are both gone. Of course, because his father died in the line of duty, the Tiger Clan tribe treats the little beastman very well and will support him until he is sixteen years old.
They would give money every month, and their food, clothing, and shelter would also be delivered regularly. The little beastman's mother was not actually dead; she had chosen to remarry and move to another tribe.
"Tian Tian, do you understand this?" Dongfang Meng asked, sitting in front of Tian Tian. Tian Tian shook her head upon hearing this.
"I don't understand it, but I find the things on it very interesting." Tian Tian is seven or eight years old this year. She has a rather withdrawn personality, and many beastmen and females are unwilling to play with her.
Of course, Dongfang Meng was one of the people she was willing to approach. When she heard this, Dongfang Meng nodded and ate the candied hawthorn in her hand. "These words were written by my mother. My mother said that she herself does not understand them."
"I think my mom is a bit slow; she can't understand even when she writes it out herself. But my dad is working hard to learn. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask my dad," he said, looking at the sky.
Dongfang Meng felt that Haitang was lying because she wrote the poem herself but said she couldn't write it. So she thought her mother was stupid.
Upon hearing this, Tian Tian paused slightly but nodded. She quickly became engrossed in returning the book. Seeing this, Dongfang Meng shook her head. Tian Tian's grades were excellent.
However, this beast form is a bit difficult. In the teacher's words, the opponent's beast form is too small, not even as big as the small female, so he is not suitable to go to the battlefield under these circumstances.
Fortunately, the Tiger Clan had many other jobs besides being a battlefield and a soldier, so Dongfang Meng didn't think she would starve to death every day.
Dongfang Meng watched Tian Tian for a while and then left. After she left, Tian Tian continued to watch until there was no one left in the library before someone went upstairs.
"Tian Tian... take it back if you want to read it, but you can't stay up late." The administrator said, looking at Tian Tian. Tian Tian nodded and took the book back.
The knowledge in this book is really amazing. If I learn it, it will definitely be very useful. As Tian Tian left, the administrator shook his head and didn't say anything more. Instead, he started packing up.
Haitang was a little surprised to hear Dongfang Meng's words, "Oh, really?"
“Yes, I’ve seen Tian Tian watching it all the time. Mom, do you really not understand? Wasn’t it you who wrote it?” Dongfang Meng said while drinking her soy milk.
"Yes, it was written by Mom, but Mom really doesn't know how. Although she's learned it, it's still very difficult for her." Haitang nodded when she heard this. Although she had learned it, the problem was that there were still many things she didn't know.
Haitang also felt helpless because this was a cross-disciplinary matter, which caused some trouble. "It's not just a saying that different fields are like different worlds," she said. "After the child watches this, if he has any thoughts, you can ask him and then tell his mother, okay?"
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