Chapter 303: You can’t force it
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Go back and ask Grandpa Zhang first.”
"good."
Zhang Xin was looking forward to taking classes with Wen Shi and He Yunsong, mainly because her husband He was not very fond of studying, and having Wen Shi as a good brother as a competitor was a good thing for him.
However, her expectations were useless, as He Yunsong did not expect anything.
When He Yunsong learned that his wife wanted Wen Shi to take classes with him, he wanted to kneel down in front of her.
"Wife, can you please forgive me?"
Zhang Xin was confused, "Why are you talking so seriously?"
"I don't want to go to class with Wen Shi."
"……reason."
"He is not a human being."
Wen Shi, who was not a human, was also talking to Yi Chichi at this time, "You can ask me to do anything, but I don't want to go to class with Lao He."
Yi Chichi's mouth twitched. What on earth did Lao He do to make Wen Shi so reluctant to attend class with him?
After asking, I found out that these two ways of thinking are on different frequencies.
"I asked him to study on his own, but he was not happy about it."
"I was explaining the problem to him, and he kept arguing with you like a reincarnated nitpicker."
"I gave him a question to do, and he couldn't do it again even though he had just done the same question a few minutes ago..."
Wen Shi became more and more collapsed as he spoke, and his body began to tremble.
Yi Chichi couldn't figure out whether he was angry or for some other reason.
Anyway, she felt that he was about to break, and she was so scared that she immediately hugged him to comfort him, "Okay, okay, we won't go to class with that useless guy Lao He."
"He really..."
Taking a deep breath, Wen Shi dived into her arms, hugged her waist with his strong arms and muttered, "If you are not suitable for studying, you are suitable for technical work."
This complaint is really sharp.
At this moment, Yi Chichi finally understood why Mr. Zhang was so angry that he wanted to beat Old He to death while teaching him.
No teacher can handle this, and the final result may be a short life.
When he heard this, he smiled and asked her hypocritically, "Wife, do you think I don't have the love of my brothers?"
"Won't."
It’s really hard to lead Brother Lao He, so let’s not make things difficult for him.
Otherwise both of them will suffer.
"You should work hard on your career and support him when you become successful. This is better than forcing him to study."
That makes sense.
Wen Shi hummed and agreed, "As you said."
"Besides, I don't think Lao He would be willing to study with me."
"he……"
Thinking of Zhang Xin's attitude towards Lao He's study on the way back, Yi hesitated and said, "Maybe he doesn't have much say."
The implication is: as long as Zhang Xin is determined, Lao He will agree even if he disagrees.
However, Wen Shi knew He Yunsong better than she and Zhang Xin did, and smiled when he heard the voice, "Don't worry, Comrade Zhang can't do anything about what Old He has decided."
"Why?"
"He will threaten death."
This is a bit cruel.
Yi Chichi was skeptical about this, but at around 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xin came to her angrily and complained about He Yunsong, "Chichi, I think my old He has gone crazy."
"I'm not crazy!"
He Yunsong, who was squatting in the yard complaining with Wen Shi, turned around and shouted, "I just want to live a few more days. Is that wrong?" when he heard his wife's words.
"That's right."
Lin Qiuping, who heard the noise from the next door, answered and asked in confusion without waiting for their reaction, "But Lao He, what happened to you that you just want to live a few more days?"
"My wife asked me to take classes with Lao Wen."
Speaking of this topic, He Yunsong felt extremely aggrieved. "What's the difference between what she did and forcing me to die? Wen Shi is really good at it, and I can't beat him."
Zhang Xin was amused when he heard this, and turned to ask Wen Shi, "You also beat up my old He because of studying?"
Wen Shi sighed, "He's always beaten. It's because he doesn't live up to expectations."
He Yunsong sighed in disappointment. Yes, it was his fault that he just didn't have the energy to study.
Things like square roots, basic formulas of derivatives, etc... It's so funny, he can't even remember them.
Mathematics is not something a stupid mortal like him can handle.
"ε=(ο｀*)))Alas."
Zhang Xin sighed and completely gave up on He Yunsong's studies.
He also planned to go back and persuade his grandfather to give up the idea of training his son He into an all-rounder.
If you don't have the talent, you can't force it.
He Yunsong had no idea what his wife was thinking. He took a deep breath and his expression became serious. "I feel like a typhoon is coming."
Huh? Everyone was shocked when this was said.
But after the shock, there was certainty.
Lin Qiuping didn't even stand in his own yard. He pushed aside the hibiscus flowers and walked over. "Can you feel when we're going to arrive?"
“This won’t work…”
He shook his head. "But I'm sure it's only these few days."
The wind direction is wrong and the air humidity is wrong.
In addition, he began to feel discomfort in his left shoulder.
Pinching his left shoulder, he said, "As you know, my left shoulder only feels uncomfortable in special weather conditions."
"Even if it's not a typhoon this time, it's still strong winds and heavy rain."
Qi Zhiyuan, who had come over at some point, thought of the damage caused by last year's typhoon and the difficulties faced by his fellow villagers, and said with a frown, "We need to prepare in advance."
“We should really prepare early.”
Wen Shi agreed and continued, "Report it to the leader. Sometimes we have to listen to what Lao He says."
Having known He Yunsong for so many years, he knew too well how sensitive He Yunsong was to weather changes.
If he says it's going to rain, it will definitely rain within a few hours.
"Let's go find the leader together."
Everyone present was a man of action. Once they had made a decision in their minds, they had to implement it immediately.
Then, the men went to do their business, and Zhang Xin and the others went home.
Seeing this, Yi Chichi closed the door and washed up. She originally planned to go to bed, but she didn't know when Wen Shi would come back, so she felt a little uneasy, so she moved the embroidery frame over and waited for him to come back.
But I didn't expect that I had to wait until the early morning, and he came back when I was almost finishing one thread of embroidery.
The whole body smelled of the sea. Yi Chichi leaned over to sniff and asked in confusion, "You guys went to the beach?"
"I went to Luojia Village to see the old village chief to confirm whether a typhoon was coming."
Yi Chichi said "oh" and asked with concern, "Are you sure?"
"It's confirmed. The time the old village chief said is even faster than what Old He said. He said he will come in the next two days."
His expression was filled with sadness, and Yi Chichi understood his feelings. Even though technology has developed to such an advanced level in later generations, humans still have no effective means of preventing typhoons.
The only way to reduce casualties and losses is to do this in advance and thoroughly.
In this day and age, meteorology is not well developed and weather forecasts cannot be implemented in every household. After all, televisions are expensive and rare.
Radios were also expensive items and most families could not afford them.
Farmers' farming and fishermen's going out to sea all rely on old farmers and fishermen who are sensitive to the weather.
This also leads to an increase in their difficulty in prevention and disaster relief.
"Wife, if a typhoon comes, I will most likely not be able to go home for a few days."
"I understand. Just do your job and pay attention to your own safety. I will take care of myself."
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