Tonglejia is about two kilometers away from Weiyang's house. He started at Tong Le's house, and had to pass through four long alleys and make five turns before he could reach his home.

This is really not an easy task for a sheep who does not go out of the four doors and has no doors, passes through so many small alleys, turns so many corners, and finally reaches the destination.

If it had been changed to children's music, he might have lost his way long ago, not to mention, Weiyang has only been to Tongle's house less than three times so far.

Weiyang used his brains and quickly deduced all kinds of sand, stones, plants, mosquitoes and other large and small objects along the way.

He could only deduce anything within three meters at most.

A normal adult may be able to remember the road after one walk, and it is a breeze, because he or she will be able to synthesize a correct answer through a little memory fragment in the brain (remembering several landmark objects along the way), plus a sense of direction (south, east, north, west), and familiarity with the surrounding environment.

But for Weiyang, especially for a nine-year-old child, he doesn't have all the excellent qualities and abilities of adults, and his only ability now is this super memory.

Through the method of 'speculation', what he saw and heard along the way in the future tense in his brain was listed one by one, and then a three-dimensional image was formed and projected onto his brain curtain.

Needless to say, this is a wonderful mental activity, and all the procedures are carried out only in the brain, and passers-by will not be able to see it.

For Weiyang, he has become accustomed to this process of 'speculation'.

This process, in fact, is not the same as the cranky thinking when burying the head, nor is it the same as the whimsical when writing a novel, it is a very pure and monotonous way of thinking.

Weiyang set off from the gate of Tong Lejia, walked less than 100 meters, and came to the first corner, at this time, he was less than two meters away from the corner.

Now, under his feet is a bush of wild roses, Wei Yang quickly searched for the memory fragments in his brain, and found an image of a wild rose from it, compared to it, Wei Yang thought:

"That's right, it's the same thing."

Then, around the corner, he looked around, and saw on his left hand a discarded red brick, and on his right hand was a long-dead dead mouse, whose corpse had dried up into a crumpled mass of iron sheets, crumpled with gray fur attached to it.

Weiyang searched for the image from his brain again, 'puff puff', and soon, a second flashed a pair of red bricks stained with cement, in contrast, Weiyang thought:

"That's right, it's the same thing again...... Turn left. ”

Next, there is a long alley, and so on, and so on, and the sheep all the way to the second bend, left or right?

Weiyang concocted it in the same way, and with his super memory, he easily found the corresponding marker and continued to walk forward.

After a while, he smelled the bitter and astringent smell of Chinese medicine.

He used his brain again and searched hard for a while, but as a result, there was no image on the curtain of his brain, but a gray and familiar impression, which was not the same as déjà vu, but that it was clear to Weiyang at first sight.

Finally, when he got the number, he continued to walk, full of confidence along the way, and did not worry that he would get lost.

In this way, there were less than 800 meters left, and before the sheep was far away, he smelled a pot of noodles wafting out of someone's yard, and this simple aroma actually stung his hunger, so his stomach croaked with hunger.

In fact, at this meal, almost every household in Weijia Village will make such noodles as a main meal.

Therefore, every alley falls, and at this time, this strong noodle fragrance will waft.

Especially, the more you get to lunch, the stronger the flavor becomes.

In our Weijia Village, a pot of noodles can be said to be authentic and famous, and every household has to make it to eat, because it is economical, and it is really simple and convenient to make.

When the villagers finish their work in the field, when they go home, they don't forget to pluck a handful of green vegetable leaves in the vegetable field, and when they get home, they wash them with well water, cut one or two artichokes, or eggplants, etc., and throw them into the pot and stir-fry until fragrant, and then pour the prepared basin of water into the pot and boil.

Then use a rolling pin to spread out the kneaded dough, roll it out large, roll it thin, and then use a kitchen knife to cut it into pieces of dough, or thin noodles one by one, and then throw them into the pot to cook.

In this way, a pot of noodles is done.

The moment the lid was lifted, the fragrance wafted out unstoppably, wafting into the nearby alleys and into the courtyards of the neighbors.

Weiyang pondered, and now he is not far from his home.

A short distance away, he only had to turn another corner, and after turning the corner, he only had to walk down a long alley, and then he could see the big wooden door of his house.

In this way, along the way, Weiyang looked crazy, as if he stepped on the accelerator, ran rapidly, and suddenly seemed to step on the brakes, stopped suddenly, and, from time to time, poked his head into the garbage heap on the side of the road to take a look, as if he was curious about something.

At this time, Aunt Wang, who went out to take out the garbage, saw Weiyang, sighed for no reason, and said to herself, "This baby is really not normal in her brain, no wonder she can't speak, she has been locked in the yard by her mother for many years, and it is ......strange that she doesn't lock her brain badly."