117 All are created equal

There is a lesson from Pan Laoer's blood, and the surveying and mapping is very successful. Zhao Xiang himself couldn't believe that modern technology had advanced enough to accurately draw a whole three-dimensional digital sand table without satellites! It can also be directly imported into 3D software and then printed with a 3D printer......

Although it cost too much money, after thinking about it, I felt that I had built such a complete set of equipment, and I was so distressed that I breathed in the air conditioner.

With the sand table, you have a more intuitive understanding of the entire Zhishan area. For example, he used to think that Dazhi Mountain was just a small hill, but it turned out to be a north-south road with a length of three kilometers...... Big Mountain Pack.

The process of printing the model in the room was lonely, so he placed this sand table directly in the living room, in order to install X, in order to show off. It's a pity that the three students and the two sisters don't know the hard work behind the production, but they just praise Zhao Xiang for "carving so beautifully", but they don't know anything about his deeper and epoch-making technical support.

For the popularization of the entire basic discipline, Zhao Xiang just feels powerless.

At first, I wanted to teach the children of Wutian Village and Liushui North Branch to read and recognize simplified characters, but things hit one after another, and according to my lazy and passive nature, it seems that no one will ever be able to help me share it.

Zhao Xiang was melancholy for a night.

The next day, Chen Hanlin came to report that the full 10-kilometer-long city wall surrounding Xiaozhi Mountain had been completed.

So Zhao Xiang was even more melancholy.

The autumn rain fell all night, Zhao Xiang didn't sleep all night, sat on the windowsill and listened to the rain all night. Before dawn, the rain stopped, Zhao Xiang looked at the time, it was only five o'clock, and the canteen below was already lit up.

At six o'clock, the nursing team started the morning run on time, needless to say, the leader must be Pan Laoer.

Then, in the open space in front of the tent camp for the victims, smoke rose from the simple earthen stoves of each family, and the women cooked rice, the water was mountain spring water, and the pots were clay pots.

The early children ran around, and a little boy who looked to be about ten years old was carrying a fish in his hand and bumped into Zhao Xiang. The force of this collision was not small, and Zhao Xiang, who was caught off guard, was stumbled, but the child did not fall, but he cried in fright.

"Where did you hit it?" Zhao Xiang squatted down and asked the child, who knew that he was crying louder.

The poor man's child was in charge of the house, and the fish in the child's hand were not large, only three or four fingers wide, four or five were worn on a straw, and his two calves were full of mud, so it can be seen that he went to catch fish in the morning. just bumped into Zhao Xiang, he knew that this was the owner.

The proprietor was a very noble man, and every day he walked around the compound in new clothes, and he was always followed by a beautiful sister who was also wearing new clothes...... He even heard rumors that the owner was an immortal from the South China Sea, and when he passed by here, he saw that this stone peak was good, so he stayed. He naturally believed that the owner was an immortal, because only an immortal could feed so many people by himself, and only an immortal could conjure so many magical objects...... Now that he has hit the owner, he feels that he has made a big mistake, because there is a piece of mud on the owner's clothes, and that is what he left behind......

The mother, who was not far away, heard the child's cry and rushed to her, and the child threw herself into the mother's arms and cried: "Mother, I soiled the owner's clothes......

The woman saw that Zhao Xiang's clothes were covered with mud, pulled the child and slapped him twice on the buttocks, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging: "Master, the child is unintentional, if you want to punish me, sir, you will punish me, the child is still young......"

Originally, Zhao Xiang was just about to squat down and pull the woman up, but when he heard this, he stood up and shouted, "Shut up!" Stand up and speak! Who made you kneel on the ground! ”

The woman was frightened, hesitated for a moment and stood up, bent over to hold the child in her arms, and bowed her head and did not dare to look at Zhao Xiang.

The air suddenly froze, and the originally lively morning became quiet. The victims watched from afar, no one dared to step forward, and those people felt that the mother and son were finished, and there was only pity in their eyes.

A gray-haired old man walked out tremblingly, about to kneel, but was supported by Zhao Xiang. The old man begged: "Boss, you have a large number of adults, don't worry about this orphan and widow, it is not easy for them to survive......

Zhao Xiang smiled bitterly: "I'm not going to care, I just want to ask something." As he spoke, he helped the old man aside, and his children hurriedly came out to take him out of the crowd. When the old man left, he looked back helplessly, and finally sighed and disappeared behind the person.

Zhao Xiang swept around, and all the people around him lowered their heads. Originally, I had been irritable in my heart for the past few days, because I was holding back the fire in my lost heart, but now I couldn't restrain myself anymore, and asked the woman: "Answer me, who made you kneel on the ground?!" ”

The woman trembled with fright, and almost fell down on her knees again, babbling not knowing how to answer.

Xu Changde, who was mixed in the crowd, stood up, stood in front of the woman, and gave a standard modern military salute: "Report!" The subordinates are willing to bear the punishment for their mother and son! ”

He happened to be standing on the edge and saw it all.

It's just that he mistakenly thought that the owner was going to punish the mother and son.

Zhao Xiang sneered: "Do you know your identity?" ”

Xu Changde still stood upright: "My subordinates know that Xu Changde, the captain of the second team of the nursing team!" ”

"Okay, now that you know, get out of the way for me! Lao Tzu hasn't finished speaking, what are you talking about! ”

Xu Changde hesitated, stood sideways, and let go of the mother and son behind him. The mother and son have already made a swing.

"I hear it all!" Zhao Xiang raised Zhongqi, pointed to the crowd of onlookers and said loudly: "I asked her why she knelt down for me, but she couldn't answer, I answered for her, because I was afraid!" Because I think I'm more noble than all of you! So as soon as the child cried, he knelt down for me! Am I your father? Am I a god? Neither! This kneeling makes me feel like I'm heinous and shameless! In the future, if anyone still wants to live in Zhishan, don't be cheap, everyone is created equal, there is no high or low! Did you hear that? ”

There was no answer.

"Answer me, do you hear!"

"I heard you!" Xu Changde yelled alone.

Zhao Xiang looked around again and asked again, and this time almost everyone followed Xu Changde and replied loudly: "I heard it!" ”

Zhao Xiang smiled, the inexplicable irritability that had been held in his heart for the past few days had also dissipated, and he said to everyone: "It's all gone, hurry up and go home to cook!" ”

The people scattered, but the mother and son did not dare to leave.

Zhao Xiang asked the young mother, "Do you know him?" ”

The woman shook her head vigorously.

"Since I don't know him, it doesn't matter if I kick him out of Zhishan......"

"Don't sir, Brother Xu is just ......"

Zhao Xiang laughed weirdly and looked at Xu Changde: "You live in the barracks and are alone, why did you come here if you have nothing to do?" ”

This time, Xu Changde was embarrassed: "The owner...... That one...... That one...... I'll see how the folks are doing......"

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-eight."

Zhao Xiang asked the woman again, "How old are you?" ”

"Twenty-three ...... of a slut"

"So, Changde, you're going to go to her house for breakfast, right?"

"Ah......" Xu Changde and the woman opened their mouths wide, looked at Zhao Xiang incredulously, and the same thought came to their hearts: Is he really an immortal?