Chapter 7 Weird Kid 7
When Yan Xia came back to his senses from his memories, Yan Ji had already gone into the kitchen. The other two old fathers had admired their sons' peculiar shapes enough and let them play by themselves.
Yan Xia led the two children to where Yi Jingchen lived. He had not seen the map behind the big goose picture, so he didn't know where the house was exactly.
When I turned the corner, I saw Feng Lele's house. It was indeed very close, less than a hundred meters away.
After passing Feng Lele's house, little Yi Jingchen jumped in front and said that he could lead the way because he remembered the way!
Then……
I successfully walked around most of the village but couldn't find where his house was.
On the way, he met many villagers and children from the village who came out to watch the fun. When facing the first curious gaze, Yan Xia had already quietly taken off the socks on his head.
No matter what’s logical or illogical, it has been resolved anyway.
It is true that the gazes of the villagers are a bit too shameful for an adult soul and it is hard to bear.
Those simple eyes were full of confusion about the city's fashion, but the two real kids were not afraid of it at all. They were still carefully studying which road they had taken the wrong way. It was obvious that they could get there by turning this way, that way, and then this way again.
When they finally got around to Yi Jingchen's house, the sky had become much darker.
The self-built houses in the village all look similar, probably built by the same construction team.
Entering from the gate is a large front yard. In the vegetable garden, there is a grandfather with slightly gray hair hoeing the field. His agile posture makes him look very strong.
Perhaps influenced by Yi Jingchen's words before, Yan Xia looked at the old man a few more times. When he met the old man's kind eyes, Yan Xia smiled slightly with a guilty conscience.
Feng Lele, who was walking in front of him, had already run towards the goose pen, and the way he ran looked like he was ready to take on ten geese alone.
Finally, when they arrived at the goose pen, the momentum was gone like a deflated balloon.
Yan Xia, who was too lazy to run, and Yi Jingchen, who ran slowly, arrived late and arrived at the entrance of the goose pen.
The goose pen was not big but very clean. There were only seven or eight geese in it. Each one looked very proud and vigorous, with its neck raised up to be almost as tall as Yi Jingchen. It was obvious that the owner took good care of them.
Maybe it was because he walked too much or was tired from running, but Yi Jingchen's chest rose and fell, and he spoke in a baby voice, "This is the goose that Grandpa is going to use for his wedding. Isn't it so big and fierce? Dad said we can't go in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xia subconsciously turned his head to look at the old man in the vegetable garden not far away. The old man's hoeing action paused visibly, and he looked up in their direction.
Then Yan Xia watched the old man put down his hoe, pull out a large green leafy vegetable from a few meters away, and walk towards them.
Ten seconds later, while feeding the geese with some high-quality green vegetables, the old man casually said, "It's my nephew's engagement."
Yan Xia: “…”
He said that if the program crew really made up a plot like that, he probably wouldn’t be able to say it.
But only he, an adult, would pay attention to this unreasonable plot. One of them was still absorbed in looking at the goose, while the other knew he had remembered it wrong, so he smiled embarrassedly and acted cute.
The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to have been looking forward to this plot for a long time, and the barrage of comments scrolled wildly.
[Grandpa: How come I didn’t know that I was going to get married again? ]
[Hahahaha, I am dying of laughter. Did you see the reaction of the old man in the corner? He was totally stunned.]
[The old man probably thought that this kid was cute, but his memory was not very good. ]
[Am I the only one paying attention to this goose? It will bleed if you poke it. ]
[It's just so-so. People won't die if they are scolded.]
[It can be seen that the old man is eager to explain that he actually feeds the goose such delicious food. I haven't eaten pure natural vegetables from the countryside for a long time. It's not as good as the goose series. ]
[Big Goose: Goose, goose, I have a snack today! ]
The three of them stood at the door of the goose pen for several minutes before going into the house.
Feng Lele leaned against the door frame, his chubby face thoughtful, "Can they grow this big just by eating vegetables?"
Yan Xia nodded without hesitation, and fooled the child without blinking an eye, "So you should also eat more vegetables, so that you can grow taller."
Feng Lele's face was instantly conflicted. It could be seen that the little fat boy was a pure meat lover. He didn't like to eat vegetables but wanted to be like a big goose.
This is indeed a difficult choice for a simple child.
Before the little fat boy could make a decision, a thunder suddenly sounded in the gloomy sky.
The sound was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of the three children. Three heads popped out from the door from left to right, all looking up at the sky.
"Is it going to rain?" Yi Jingchen seemed a little afraid of thunder. After asking, he hid behind Yan Xia, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Yan Xia: “Probably.”
After saying that, he looked at the dark clouds floating in the sky and the socks on the heads of his two friends, and he seemed to understand something.
The weather in August changes suddenly.
It only took two or three minutes from the thunder to the rain. The raindrops fell rapidly along with the thunder, and it seemed that the rain would get heavier and heavier.
The three of them were trapped in the house and could not continue to visit the yard.
Except for Yan Xia, an adult who didn't care, the two children soon became a little impatient. Only a small number of people like rainy days. For some adults, heavy rain and thunder may seem a bit dull and scary, let alone children.
Little Yi Jingchen soon started crying, his eyes were wet and he looked aggrieved, "I want my dad~"
Feng Lele didn't cry, but she looked a little depressed. She probably missed her father.
While Yan Xia was comforting the crying child, he contacted his elder brother in his consciousness.
The result was that they were preparing to come and pick you up, but the rain was a bit too heavy, so we might have to wait a while.
Seeing that they were not in a hurry, it seemed that the two old fathers had contacted the staff here and now that they knew their children were fine at home, they didn't need to worry too much.
Yan Xia coaxed the child, "Daddy will be here soon."
Seeing that the verbal offensive was not working, Yan Xia, after getting permission from the host, took a few pieces of white paper from the table in the living room. He moved his short little fingers quickly across the papers, and several paper airplanes and paper boats appeared.
The two children were really attracted, and their father no longer thought about it and was having fun flying the paper airplane.
Yan Xia picked up a pencil and drew casually on the white paper, but his actual consciousness had already entered the sea of consciousness and contacted Brother Fo.
The merits lost by disturbing others' chanting can be recovered by asking Brother Buddha.
Well, the wool always comes from the sheep.
The plan is passed√.
[Another person]: "Brother Buddha, I have a lot of questions but I don't know where to start."
Brother Buddha didn't seem to be chanting and replied very quickly.
[Namo Amitabha]: "Then let's not talk about it for now."
[Namo Amitabha]: [Put on this robe and be a good mute].gif
Yan Xia rejected the mute robe that Brother Buddha threw at him, and threw several 60-second voice packets to the other party, one after another, explaining the problem clearly.
Brother Fo turned back into a qualified worker and explained everything one by one.
As for the action of putting cotton socks over the head, it is similar to what Yan Xia just thought. It is a self-protection measure because of the detection of weather changes.
Yan Xia was a little skeptical of this logic. "There is an umbrella in the house, why don't you just go get it?"
Brother Buddha threw an emoji of "Why don't you go up to the sky", "The interaction can't be that far."
Not to be outdone, Yan Xia replied with a picture of the Five Finger Mountain Pillar, indicating that he not only wanted to go to heaven, but also wanted to take a look at the end of the sky.
[Another person]: "If I had a shoe in my hand, wouldn't I have put the shoe on my head?"
Brother Fo replied six points before explaining, "There are judgment conditions, and we will take the next step only when it is appropriate."
After that, he added, "What we are developing is artificial intelligence, not artificial intelligence."
Yan Xia directly replied with twelve points, "......"
Isn't it stupid to put cotton socks over your head?
Obviously, Brother Fo felt that there was nothing wrong with his code. Clothes can be used to keep out the rain, and socks made of the same fabric can certainly be used as well.
Because the two people had different ideas, the issue was temporarily shelved.
Yan Xia started to pay attention to the sudden crowing of the rooster again. In fact, he somewhat understood why this happened.
When he first became a system, the technical department implanted many skills into his sea of consciousness. However, he had not been a system for long and had only completed two rounds of tasks, so many skills had not been fully explored.
So much so that he still doesn't know what other surprises are waiting for him.
However, isn't this skill of communicating with animals a bit too perfunctory? What's the point of just being able to bark? He has no idea what it means.
Communicated but not fully communicated.
Regarding this issue, Brother Fo directly sent a small program file and attached a picture of the conversation.
Yan Xia first clicked on the picture and took a look, and found that it was a translation of the conversation between the roosters during the previous fight.
Big Rooster 1: "Xiaohua is following me, stay away from it!"
Big Rooster 2: "Xiaohua didn't agree, it's mine!"
Pecking each other...
Big Rooster 1: "The losing chicken should leave Xiaohua!"
Big Rooster 2: "Who is Xiaohua? Why are you nagging me? I'll slap you to death!"
Yan Xia: “…”
It turns out that this chicken cannot be eaten. Eating it is bad for the brain.
Yan Xia scrolled the picture to the bottom before he could see what he had said.
Big Rooster 1: "Eat me!"
Big Rooster 2: "I'll slap you to death!"
Yan Xia: “Ohhhh~ I’ll beat you to death!”
Yan Xia: “???”
This translation doesn't seem very serious. Why is there dialect in it?
Besides, he clearly just wanted to stop the fight. Wasn't he shouting, "Stop fighting?"
Brother Fo’s explanation for this is: the first time you open your voice you are not familiar with it, just like a baby learning to speak, it is normal to have errors, it will be fine later.
Yan Xia was convinced. After closing the picture, he studied the small program sent by Brother Fo. It was a temporary translator. After Yan Xia installed it on himself, he had new questions.
[Another person]: "Why didn't you give it to me before you came?"
【Namo Amitabha】: "Just wrote it, just use it."
[Another person]: “…………”
It sounded a little unreliable, and there wouldn't be many opportunities to use it anyway, so Yan Xia said nothing more and started to care about the instructions for use.
Brother Fo seemed to have a plan for this. As soon as Yan Xia finished speaking, Brother Fo sent a document with an explanation, "Requirements design document. It has all the functions you want to know."
Yan Xia was very happy when she saw this sentence. Finally, she didn't have to be in the dark anymore. But when she opened it...
As many as tens of thousands of pages.
Yan Xia: “…………”
In fact, he was not so eager to understand himself, and Yan Xia opened the document without hesitation.
It seems that a celebrity once said that the true meaning of life lies in exploration, so he wants to try exploring it first.
When Yan Xia's consciousness left his sea of knowledge, two children had already used paper to research a combination of an airplane and a ship, and gave it a resounding name, called Ultraman Charge.
Unfortunately, it fell to the ground within a second after it flew out. It seems that this charge is not very capable.
As the creators of the Charge, the two children did not give up on their airplane ship. Instead, they put their heads together and studied it carefully.
Before they could figure out the mysteries of this origami world, they heard adults shouting in the yard, coming from far away and getting closer.
With the arrival of the three adults, the room suddenly became crowded.
After a while of chattering, they set off to return to Yan Xia and their family's house. The three families' dinner was still there, and the original plan for the six groups of guests to eat together was cancelled because of the rain.
The rain outside has lightened considerably, but not so light that I could run around in the rain without an umbrella.
A group of people crowded at the door, and Feng Jianxian and Yi Lixiao carried the children on their backs or in their arms.
Yan Xia stood at the back and glanced at his brother. Yan Ji also lowered his head at the same time. The four looked at each other, and no one spoke.
After a while, Yan Ji squatted down, and Yan Xia hesitated for a second, then naturally lay on his brother's back.
The two little arms circled Yan Ji's neck, and the tone was reserved, "This is so embarrassing~"
Yan Ji: “Heh.”
Yan Xia ignored his brother's sneer and kept a smile on his face.
Who isn't a baby who wants to be carried, hugged and lifted up?
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