Chapter 107: Great dream

She didn't succeed.
The chip in her brain is like a time bomb, which may cause her coma again at any time. Fu Tingye is right. The situation under her is really not suitable for too much work.
But I don’t want to do anything every day, do nothing, it seems unrealistic? ...
Before the sun went down, almost all the children were taken away by their parents.
There are two little girls between seven and eight years old. Because they live in a village far away from Shengjing City, even if their parents want to come over, it will have to be night. In Shengjing City, there is a curfew at night.
In the past, these children had gone to class and walked back for two hours on their own. Hua Qingxue was not at ease, and they were simply left behind, and they were sent back with a message to reassure their parents.
Fu Tingye didn't stay here for too long, he usually stayed for dinner, but half of the meal today, and a guard came to report, saying that Mrs. Fu had an emergency, Fu Tingye hurried away.
Hua Qingxue and Huan'er bathed two little girls together at night.
Seven or eight-year-old children can already take a bath by themselves. They just need to fill the bath tub with water, hug the two babies, and then watch them aside, lest the two children play in the water for too long.
Hua Qingxue taught them how to use soap and rubbed out many bubbles. Children love these bubbles and have fun in the water.
One of them rubbed a big bubble and said happily: "Look, there is me in the bubble! And you!"
Another immediately shouted: "I know! I know, is the reflection of light right? Like the reflection on the water, the lady taught today."
Hua Qingxue listened aside and couldn't help laughing, and was slightly moved. When playing kaleidoscopes with these children today, she taught some optical reflections by the way. She didn't expect them to remember so well.
"But why is it different from the reflection in the water?" the little girl asked, holding the bubble. "We are so fat in the bubble and our face is round."
"Isn't this easy?" the other child replied for granted, "because the water is flat, the bubbles are not flat!"
When he was finished, he turned and asked Hua Qingxue: "Ma'am, am I right?"
Hua Qingxue was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "Well, Wenwen was right. Well, come and wipe your hair, it's time to sleep."
The clothes of the two little girls were dirty. They could not be worn for a while after being washed. Hua Qingxue asked Xi'er to ask for two sets of undershirts for the little girl to wear for sleeping.
Xi'er let her room out, and she had to squeeze with her sister Huan'er tonight.
When the two children fell asleep, Hua Qingxue freed up time and bathed himself.
Huan'er poured hot water into the bath tub. Seeing that Hua Qingxue had loosened her hair, but did not take off her clothes, she was sitting on a round bench and wondered what she was thinking.
"Miss?"
Hua Qingxue recovered, looked at the bath tub, and found that it was ready to wash, "Oh... you go to rest, I'm fine."
Huan'er stepped back and closed the door.
Hua Qingxue faded his clothes and sat in the bath tub, remembering what happened.
The principle of light reflection and refraction, when she taught Liang Wensheng and Su Shaowen, it took some effort, but these little children knew everything, as if understanding this knowledge is very simple.
Hua Qingxue thought very seriously and found that he had made a very basic mistake.
Although the understanding ability of adults is stronger than that of children, their thinking is solidified. Therefore, if they accept a concept different from the original cognition, it will take a process to accept.
But children are different, because they were originally a blank sheet of paper.
The surface of the water is flat, but the bubbles are not flat, and the image will not be flat naturally. This is so simple and plain, but it contains complicated knowledge of optical refraction and reflection.
If you can open a school, you can start to popularize the knowledge of chemical physics from young children. When they grow up, even if Daqi does not exist, they will grow up to be people like Liang Wensheng and Su Shaowen.
These people may not leave the beautiful poems handed down to the world, or may not influence the rise and fall of the dynasty, but they will be the first batch of industrial and technical talents in Daqi, and they will be the people who directly promote the progress of this country.
It is more valuable and more meaningful than spawning the buds of the industrial era than building a few knives and guns, isn't it?
but……
Does she have that ability?
Hua Qingxue fell into deep contemplation.
Over the past ten years, Lu Zhengqing only invented the superficial suture technique, improved the cultivation of Chinese herbal medicine, and made some medicines with remarkable curative effect. In addition, he has not made more changes in this era.
He even knew the method of greenhouse cultivation, but he has not been able to promote it...
And she came here, in less than a year, actually deliberately creating an industrial age?
This is ridiculous...
Hua Qingxue laughed at herself, feeling a little delusional.
She poured some water on her body, rubbed a fine foam with hand soap, and applied it on her skin...
Slower and slower, and finally...stopped.
Hua Qingxue looked at the white creamy foam in his hand and thought: Lu Zhengqing couldn't do it because he didn't have chips.
A person's knowledge is usually limited, there are limitations.
Lu Zhengqing, who has received modern medical education, knows the technology of Western medicine, but he will not know how to make scalpels and how to prepare and prepare Western medicines. So after crossing, he re-learned Chinese medicine and combined with the knowledge of Western medicine, he learned stand out.
For another example, Lu Zhengqing knew about greenhouse cultivation, but he didn’t have a plastic film for building a greenhouse, so he could only use a paper with better light transmittance to apply paste instead of plastic film.
However, there is a temperature difference between the inside and outside of the greenhouse, which makes it easy to condense the water vapor. After the paper is wetted by the water vapor, if it encounters windy weather, it is very easy to break. At this time, it is necessary to replace the new paper.
It is precisely because of the need to replace paper, and the cost is too expensive, so Lu Zhengqing's greenhouse cultivation method has not been popularized, and it is currently only applicable to the cultivation of small areas and more precious medicinal materials.
But she is different...
She has chips.
There is a variety of knowledge in the chip. It can be exaggerated to say that Hua Qingxue can do whatever he wants.
If she never fell to the head.
Hua Qingxue sighed, she was really stunned...
Hua Qingxue ridiculed himself: Maybe this is a common problem of every traverser? Because of his uniqueness, he always wanted to make some changes to this world, as if to imprint Hua Qingxue's visit to this history.
forget it……
Don't think of yourself as great, the chip is broken, and if you use it again, beware that it really becomes a brain damage...
"Ah!"
She sneezed suddenly, only to realize that the water in the bath was about to cool.
Hua Qingxue put away the messy thoughts in his head, rinsed away quickly, dried his body and rolled to bed.
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-Shengjing City, Weiyuan Hou Mansion.
Although Fu Tingye had a weak relationship with Mrs. Fu's mother, the mother and son were the mother and son. The old Hou Ye had passed away. Mrs. Fu was over sixty years old. If he didn't listen to her, he would be too filial.
When he returned to his house, the doctor had already left.
Cheng Wanmiao carried a bowl of soup and sat down by the bed, feeding the old lady spoon by spoon.
Fu Tingye stepped into the room and asked, "Does your mother feel better?"
"It's better." Mrs. Fu's voice was low, as if a little weak, "Alas, when you get old, you will inevitably have a sickness and pain..."
Cheng Wanmiao said: "Aunt is not old at all, looking at most fifty years old."
Mrs. Fu laughed, "Your girl is used to coaxing me happy."
"How dare I coax you? What Wan Miao said is true, I don't believe you ask your cousin." Cheng Wan Miao smiled and turned to see Fu Tingye, the exquisite little face was cute and charming, "Cousin, what do you say ?"
Such intimate conversations do not seem suitable for Fu Tingye...
Fu Tingye sat down next to her and didn't answer. The tough man asked: "What did the doctor say, but I need to ask the doctor in the palace for further treatment?"
Mrs. Fu sighed: "It's useless to ask more doctors. People are old, and their bodies are naturally not as tough as young people. Every time the weather gets colder in these years, they will inevitably have an attack. Fortunately, I am with me, and I don't like me. This old bone..."
Fu Tingye was silent for a while and said, "It is a son who is not filial, and he is not in Beijing all the year round, and he fails to care for his mother."
"How can you blame you? You have to guard the border against foreign enemies. Although I am only an inner woman, I don't have much knowledge, but I know how important." Mrs. Fu said softly, "You, if you really want to be filial to me , Just get married and have children, and continue the incense, so that I can hold my grandson in my lifetime...cough, cough cough! cough cough cough..."
Cheng Wanmiao hurriedly put down her soup, patted the old lady's back, and stroked her chest to help the old lady, looking like she had been used to it on weekdays.
Fu Tingye is not an iron-hearted person. Seeing Mrs. Fu like this, his expression softened and whispered: "Let the mother miss it. When the funeral is over, the son will arrange it as soon as possible."
Cheng Wanmiao listened and couldn't help but sink. Fu Tingye's tone clearly shows that there are already candidates...
Mrs. Fu didn't intend to pick out, and said, "Yeah, it will be a funeral in a few months...Wan Miao, who has been with me for so many years, can no longer be delayed..."
Cheng Wanmiao blushed slightly, "Auntie, Wanmiao doesn't marry, Wanmiao just wants to be with her aunt."
Mrs. Fu laughed, "The girl said stupid things again. My aunt is a half-entangled person. What are you doing with me?"
Cheng Wanmiao bit her lip, "Aunt will live for a hundred years."
Mrs. Fu smiled and looked at Fu Tingye. "You are her cousin. It is rare to return to Beijing. During this time, don't worry about your own affairs, but also help Wanmiao girl to see if there is a good marriage."
This kind of thing makes Fu Tingye do something strange, he is not good at matchmaking, but seeing the old lady get sick like this, it is not good for her to have to do Cheng Wanmiao's personal affairs in the disease.
Fu Tingye asked: "I don't know what kind of family the mother wants to find for her cousin."
Mrs. Fu narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a pleasant manner: "It doesn't matter if the portal is high or low, as long as the other party has a half-time job and can do serious work. It's not the dude who seeks flowers and asks Liu, the most important thing is-to find someone Recently, so that she can come back to see me often, if she is bullied, Hou Fu can also support her."