Carry a fountain with you

Chapter 80 New Uses for Computers

"Uncle Xiao Hao, can you do me a favor?" Mao Zi said with a sad face as soon as he arrived in his yard.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it first. If I ask you to do your homework, I won't do it. Your teacher Zhang knows my characters." Liu Junhao knew that he was reprimanded by Zhang Qian again when he saw his appearance.

This brat knows everything except studying, but he has a headache when he comes to class.A class lasts 45 minutes, and he estimates that he spends four to ten minutes in mind wandering.Every test is the bottom one in the class, and the scores are often in single digits.His father broke several broom bumps, but this brat is thick-skinned, so after the beating, he still has to play and play, and he will not change after repeated admonitions.

In the last half of the semester, he has been doing better. Although he still hasn't passed the sixty points in the exam, at least he can get thirty or forty points, and his ranking in the class has also risen a few places.

Some time ago, after the winter vacation test results were announced, Mao’s child suddenly advanced to five places, which made his father exaggerate the teacher’s high teaching level when he met everyone happily.In the end, I specially got a dried pheasant and sent it to Zhang Qian, thanking her for teaching her children to be good.

This made Zhang Qian very embarrassed, and finally had no choice but to blushed and nodded, and then became more strict with the hairy child.

Now the hairy boy is suffering, he doesn't dare to make trouble in class, as long as Zhang Qian makes trouble, he will be punished to copy the text and do practical problems.Every time this bear boy has a copying task, he will come here and let Liu Junhao do it for him.As a result, after the two were warned several times by Zhang Qian, Liu Junhao stopped writing for him.

Since the computer was connected to the Internet, Maozi has found a new way. Every time he encounters a problem that he can't do, he directly sends it to the Internet for help.

This made Liu Junhao sigh again and again. It is true that the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past. One generation is better than the next. Computers are still very good at children's play.

Although the computer has always been kept at his home, he didn't expect it to have such a function.

"I didn't ask you to help me with my homework, absolutely not," the hairy child quickly shook his head and said, "Go to Teacher Zhang's house and help me get that box of silkworms back, and say that I will never dare to play in class again."

"Silkworm?" Liu Junhao understood after listening to his narration.

It turned out that this brat had nothing to do, so he brought a box of silkworms to school to show off.

Zhang Qian was in class on the podium, but he took out the matchbox and exchanged a chicken feather for dandelion seedlings for the little silkworm. He completely forgot that this was a class, until Zhang Qian walked up to him and grabbed the matchbox away , he stretched out his hand and yelled: "What are you doing? Don't make trouble!"

When he saw that it was a teacher, the brat behaved himself.Without saying anything, Zhang Qian directly confiscated his box of silkworms.

Children in rural areas are very playful, and they all like to make some miscellaneous things to raise. Liu Junhao also raised silkworms when he was a child.

When the early spring arrived, everyone stuffed the silkworm paper into their armpits and held it for a long time.This is called warm silkworm, and the purpose is to make your own silkworms come out earlier than others.

Mulberry trees have not yet sprouted at this time, but there are many things that can be used to feed silkworms in rural areas, and many leaves are eaten by small silkworms. Of course, dandelion seedlings are often fed.

"If it is confiscated, it will be confiscated. You won't ask your classmates for some food. It's not a rare thing. Let me get it for you, you dare to think." Liu Junhao said, tapping his head.

"Uncle Xiaohao, just help me once. My little silkworms have yellow feet and they are made of colorful cocoons." I am afraid that if you have this energy in your studies, you will have learned it long ago.

The colorful cocoons in his mouth Liu Junhao also knows that the cocoons produced by ordinary silkworms are white when they grow up, but some yellow-footed silkworms spin yellow silk and form colorful cocoons.Some of the silkworm cocoons are golden yellow, while others are light yellow, orange red, etc., which look very beautiful.

"That's not okay," Liu Junhao said, but he didn't agree with anything.

"It's a big deal, I'll give you half when the silkworms are coming back, okay?" The hairy kid dawdled with shamelessness, in a word, he wanted Liu Junhao to help him get silkworms.

"Okay" Wherever I go, this brat will follow.Liu Junhao was almost impatient by him, so he had to put down his work and said, "I'll give you an idea, I'm sure you can get the silkworm back now, just like this..."

"Hmm, um..." The boy immediately beamed when he heard that, turned on the computer and searched online, then took a homework book from his schoolbag and copied it on the screen.

In less than half an hour, he ran over with his notebook and said, "Uncle Xiaohao, do you think this can pass?"

Liu Junhao took the notebook and just read two pages of the silkworm raising diary, then burst into a smile. He took the notebook and patted the hairy child's head and said, "Do you have a brain, you can't go around in circles? Did you copy it like this? The date and the weather are not changed, what is the date today, is it raining?"

The hairy boy was not annoyed either, he laughed a few times and lay down on the table to change the date, and finally let Liu Junhao check it thoroughly before he passed the test, and then he ran towards Zhang Qian's residence with his notebook in his hands.

In less than half an hour, the boy came back happily, and shouted loudly as soon as he walked to the door: "Uncle Xiaohao, Teacher Zhang really praised me. He also said that my writing observation diary will be promoted in the class in the future." Well, call on everyone to learn from me."

In the end, he began to worry: "I'm afraid I will have to write a diary again in the future." But although this kid looked a little sad, he was still very happy, and it was not easy for him to be praised by the teacher once.

Unexpectedly, just after a long time, Zhang Qian came to the door with Maozi's homework book, and directly questioned Liu Junhao: "You came up with the idea of ​​asking Liu Changlin to write a diary and ask me for silkworms, right?"

"How did you see it?" Liu Junhao knew that the matter had been exposed when he saw the person's affirmative appearance, and hurriedly confessed, striving for leniency.

"I don't know my student. A student who even has to ask someone to do his homework will write a diary of silkworm raising? Looking at these words again, I guess he doesn't know him at all. He will not be allowed to write in the future." Such an idea." Zhang Qian rolled his eyes at him and continued, "But you have done a good deed, and I let Liu Changlin start writing a diary along the way, which is good for improving his composition level."

It seems that the height of the devil is one foot and the height is ten feet higher. After all, he is a teacher, and people have long known about the students' sloppy intestines.

"Hey, you have henna in your yard? It's grown so big, get me some leaves." Unexpectedly, when Zhang Qian turned her head to the flower pond, her eyes lit up immediately, and the topic changed.

Everyone has a love of beauty. Two days ago, she saw that Aqin's nails at Aunt Six's house were rosy and rosy, and she wanted to wrap her nails with a few leaves.But Aqin pinched those two henna trees into bare commanders, which made her feel very regretful.

"Well, okay, you can grab as many as you want." Liu Junhao hurriedly opened the fence and let Zhang Qian go in and grab it by himself.

It’s no wonder that Zhang Qian’s heart was moved when she saw it. These henna plants of his are very fat and thick. The dark red trunk is as thick as a thumb, and the leaves on it are as long as a bunch. Everything.

(End of this chapter)