Hearing this, Ran Qiuye rolled his eyes again, "No, I have to agree to this."

After the words fell, Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye looked at each other, and then they both laughed.

Seeing that the little guys were not in high spirits, Yang Xiaotao said, "Come on, dad will teach you a song today!"

When they heard that they were about to sing, several people immediately became alert.

Ahem

Yang Xiaotao cleared his throat and then whispered, "The name of this song is Xiaocao. It tells us that even a grass that no one knows about can thrive under the nourishment of spring breeze and sunshine."

"Mom and Dad hope that you can be like grass, no matter how strong the wind and rain are, you must be strong."

The children may not understand, but Ran Qiuye looked at Yang Xiaotao in surprise.

"Without the fragrance of flowers and the height of trees, I am just a grass that no one knows about..."

"Never lonely, never worried, you see my friends are all over the world..."

"Spring breeze..."

Yang Xiaotao sang softly. Miao Miao immediately learned the simple melody and simple lyrics and sang along with Yang Xiaotao.

Ran Qiuye listened to it twice and started singing it too.

Although Dragon Boat Festival and Sanxiao couldn't remember the lyrics clearly, they still remembered the tune and sang loudly while shaking their hands and feet in the car.

"No floral fragrance..."

Two bicycles were walking slowly on the road. Pedestrians on both sides who were going out to pay New Year greetings heard a low sound. They looked up and saw the two bicycles gradually walking away.

There was a faint yet familiar singing voice in the air.

"No floral fragrance..."

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On the second day of junior high school, Yang Xiaotao went to the machinery factory in the morning, and then made an appointment with Yang Youning, Chen Gong and others to go to Xu Yuanshan's house. The group drank a lot at noon.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao drove his family back to Yangjiazhuang, and there was another bustle in the streets.

In the evening, the family invited the old principal's family and Liu Yonghui's family to their home.

As a result, in the middle of the night, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Xiaotao went out with his grandfather before dawn. There was already a layer of snow on the ground.

Yang Xiaotao carried the bamboo pole, joined Yang Shitou and they walked towards the forest.

When they arrived at the grave, everyone silently burned paper and set off firecrackers, then kowtowed and went home.

After the trip, the sun was already high in the sky when we got home, and Yang Xiaotao drove to Sijiucheng with his wife and children.

We went directly to the courtyard. My brother-in-law Ran Hongbing had been waiting at the door. When he saw someone coming, he immediately went back to report the news.

Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye led the children into the house to pay New Year greetings to Ran's father and mother. The children got another red envelope and ran out happily.

Ran Hongbing was a little envious because he didn't have any red envelopes.

But he had a brother-in-law, so he took the New Year's money from his brother-in-law and immediately led a group of children to the courtyard and brought out a pile of firecrackers.

The courtyard immediately became lively.

Ran Qiuye and Ran Xinrui helped Ran's mother cook, while Yang Xiaotao drank tea and chatted with Ran's father.

"Dad, have you made a rocket?"

"It can't be that fast. The satellite at the Chinese Academy of Sciences hasn't been developed yet."

Ran's father said this quite helplessly. Everything was almost ready, but the Chinese Academy of Sciences changed the design again.

It is said that new materials are used, the weight is lighter than before, and more things can be done.

It is said that they also want to inlay images of great figures on it.

What is this all about!

"The Chinese Academy of Sciences hasn't figured it out yet? It's been almost two years!"

"I don't think it's going to work, why don't you just do it yourself."

Yang Xiaotao was joking. Ran's father glanced at him and said angrily, "There are specialties in the art industry. Do you think anyone can do it?"

"That's a satellite."

Yang Xiaotao did not comment, picked up the water glass and poured it for the two of them.

"By the way, they should speed up."

"What do you say?"

"I heard that their boss went to the Second Machinery Department and borrowed a machine tool, saying it could speed up construction. I don't know if it's true or not."

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Yang Xiaotao put the cup on the table with a stunned look on his face, and had a bad feeling.
Chapter completed!