Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 276 It’s not difficult

At the guest house at two o'clock in the morning, An Ning saw a woman through the crack in the door. She spat at An Guoming's people, muttered, and twisted away.

"Oh---"

An Ning suddenly realized it and closed the door with understanding.

"Fortunately, the second brother didn't open the door. If he dared to open it... Huh! Go home and let mom break his legs."

An Ning followed the woman with her mental strength, and after knocking on several doors, she actually knocked in one.

It's not that An Ning despises women, it's just that he despises those men.

If this man had a family, she would despise him even more.

An Guoming didn't open the door and went to sleep peacefully.

Lying on the bed, she was still thinking, why didn't he knock on her door?

In a daze, An Ning thought that it was definitely not a one-person job, there was a partner.

The next morning, An Ning was a little sleepy. After getting up, he was confused for a while before he regained consciousness.

The knock on the door "dang...dang" reminded her of what happened last night.

She opened the door, and outside was An Guoming holding breakfast.

An Guoming blocked the door with a chair and invited An Ning to come over for dinner.

An Ning went to the toilet first and washed her hands before returning.

She pulled out the chair, sat down and asked, "Second brother, why didn't you open the door last night?"

"Puff——" With a sound, An Guoming spat out a mouthful of soy milk.

An Ning dodged in time. The back legs of the chair landed on the ground and the front legs were in the air. She was holding on to the table with one hand and her body was swaying.

"What's wrong, soy milk is poisonous?"

An Guoming was completely defeated by An Ning's thinking.

For a moment, he didn't know where to ask.

"Soy milk is not poisonous."

An Guoming put down the soy milk and looked at An Ning with strange eyes. He really didn't know where to start.

"Little sister, how did you know someone knocked on the door last night?"

"I heard."

An Ning answered casually, put down the chair and started eating.

"Then do you know what she does?"

Now An Guoming feels awkward as a parent trying to popularize physiological knowledge for adolescent children. He wants her to know without him having to tell her, but he is afraid that she knows too much and how she knows this.

An Ning, biting a fried dough stick, nodded under An Guoming's nervous gaze.

"I know, using money to buy skin-to-skin contact is one of the oldest professions in the world."

The ingenious explanation made An Guoming even more confused.

"How did you know?"

"I know it from reading. As for that woman, I heard that the big brother next door opened the door."

"I didn't even sleep well."

An Ning's words about not sleeping well made An Guoming dumbfounded and motionless as if struck by lightning.

What words did his cute little sister say?

I heard?Is that what he meant?

After An Ning finished eating three fried dough sticks and a bowl of tofu, he saw An An Guoming, who was still motionless, and pushed him.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you? You look like you've lost your soul."

"I, I, I'm fine, little sister, you, you, you—just eat."

An Guoming wanted to ask you how you knew the sound of this matter, but in the end he didn't ask.

"I'm full, second brother, you can eat."

An Ning had no idea how much of a blow she had caused to An Guoming, so she clapped her hands and packed her things.

An Guoming ate up his food without knowing the taste, and went back to the room in a state of anxiety to pack his things.

As for how An Ning knew, if An Guoming asked, she would give more details.

Physiological needs are a course in Interstellar.

An Ning naturally also learned and mastered written knowledge very well.

.........

An Guoming and An Ning left the guest house, settled the payment neatly, and swore in their hearts that he would never come to this guest house again.

An Guoming even felt that if he wanted to buy a house, it would not be enough to just have a shop.

My younger sister also wants to buy a house. It’s better not to live in a hotel if she can.

An Guoming knew not to open the door because he had met him in the south.

"Second brother, where are we going?"

"Take the bus ahead and you'll be there in a few stops."

An Ning said "oh" and followed An Guoming to the station and got on the bus.

Five stops later, the brother and sister got off the car and walked a few hundred meters to arrive at a house with a for-sale information posted on it.

"Second brother, there are many people."

"Well, there are always many discerning people."

The door to the courtyard is open. Looking in from the outside, you can see the crowds of people inside. There is definitely more than one group of people.

The brother and sister walked in together, and everyone in the yard glanced at them, but continued talking and paid little attention to them.

An Guoming accurately found the host's house and politely came forward to say hello.

The owner of the house was sitting on a rocking chair, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and beating it slowly on his chest, completely ignoring the mess in the garden.

"Hello, Mr. Yu."

The old man named Yu Lao looked at An Guoming with a smile, nodded and said nothing.

An Guoming didn't feel rude, it seemed that the old man's behavior was in line with common sense.

He stood aside and joined the noisy crowd.

In the crowd, surrounded by a man in the middle, he was also the son of an old man. He had some say, but not much.

But it's much easier to talk to than Yu Lao who doesn't talk.

An Ning did not go over to join in the fun. She took a small bench and sat down, holding her chin in her hands and looking at the group of people. They were all the same as Yu Lao.

"Why don't you go?"

"You are the master."

An Ning held her chin and turned to look at Mr. Yu.

The sentence "You are the master" made Mr. Yu smile lightly and remain silent.

However, he put down the cattail leaf fan in his hand, picked up a book on the small table on the left, and handed it to An Ning.

An Ning took it over without the old man saying a word, just took a look at it.

"The question is not difficult, you don't know it?"

After hearing this, Mr. Yu glanced at the table and then at the book in An Ning's hand.

I got it wrong.

That was a problem that he had not solved. What he originally wanted to give An Ning was a miscellany for children to pass their time.

"Isn't it difficult for you to ask the question?"

An Ning nodded and told Mr. Yu about the actual actions.

She took out a pencil and a piece of paper from her schoolbag, and the sound of writing made the old man, who was a little unbelieving, sit up a little.

Five minutes later, An Ning handed a piece of paper filled with writing to Mr. Yu.

"It's indeed a good question. It took me 5 minutes."

An Ning put away her pencil and continued to look at the chattering crowd with her chin in her hand.

After getting the paper, Mr. Yu sat up straight and looked at a piece of paper three times.

correct!

She was right.

The math problem that had trapped me for several years was solved by a little girl.

Yu Lao even began to suspect that he was imagining it, but the whimpering voice in his ears and the texture in his hands proved that this was not his imagination.

"Quiet."

Yu Laozhong shouted angrily, causing the noisy crowd to quiet down immediately.

"Come here, boss."

The middle-aged man surrounded by the crowd came over respectfully and bent down to face Mr. Yu.

"Pinch me!"

"Huh? Dad, I don't dare."

An Ning, who didn't mind seeing the excitement, immediately raised his hand and said, "I dare!"