Chapter 10 Hua Youcai has no choice but to trap Daming

Hua Youcai squatted down, held Xiaohuaqiao's arm with both hands, and looked at her gently:

"Hua Qiao, now that you have a secret with Daddy, then we are best friends, Daddy can tell you a lot in the future, about my hometown, but you can't tell anyone."

Xiaohua Qiao nodded vigorously, she didn't want Daddy to be driven away, and she didn't want Daddy to be killed, no matter where Daddy came from, he was the only Daddy for herself and Hua Rong.

A child is a child, and Xiaohuahua, who was thinking about the dead camera, sighed softly: "If only I could see the camera alive." ”

Hua Youcai looked at the camera and had a flash of inspiration: it's going to burn anyway, so remove the lenses from the lens. He smiled and said, "Wait, the camera has a legacy, and since you found it today, its legacy is yours." ”

Heritage? Xiaohua buckwheat was also happy, lying on the low table with her little buttocks cocked, watching Daddy remove the camera lens. It was easier to destroy a camera than to repair a watch, and after a while, it took a fortune to remove several pieces of glass, both concave and convex lenses.

"It's called a convex lens, and when you touch it, it protrudes in the middle...... Is it thick in the middle and thin on the periphery? It can concentrate the sunlight into a focal point, and then the focal point will become very hot, and it can ignite paper and hay. ”

"Why does it focus the sun's rays in one focal point?" Buckwheat is a curious baby.

Hua Youcai didn't know how to explain to a child, so he took paper and a pen and drew a refractive diagram of a convex lens on the paper. Now the buckwheat understood: when the parallel sunlight passed through the convex lens, it changed direction and gathered into a point.

"This piece is called a concave lens, and it is recessed in the middle, so it can help you see things clearly when your eyes can't see clearly. Of course, if you can't see clearly with your eyes when you're old, you need to use a convex lens. They are all made of glass. ”

"Daddy, what's glass?"

"Glass...... Glass is glass, yes, it is transparent glass without color. Hua Youcai put a few convex lenses and concave lenses on Hua Qiao's hand: "Now they are all yours." ”

"Wow......" Hua Qiao was amazed, thinking about it, she said again: "Daddy, you can help me make a wooden box, and I want to bring a lock." I'm going to hide all my treasures here, too. ”

Since the secrets are all known to Hua Qiao, she is not afraid to give her one more.

Daddy took out a pair of Mengqiqi couple dolls from the box and handed them to Hua Qiao.

He has never figured out why girls like this kind of doll that is not human, monkey is not monkey. I invited my girlfriend to dinner that day, and I was going to give it to my girlfriend, but they came to break up, and the couple doll was not given out. This pair of palm-sized dolls were stuffed into a box by him and brought to Daming.

"Wow...... Daddy, is this for me too? So cute! "Hua Qiao completely forgot about the few convex lenses and concave lenses, and her two eyes were like sticking to the two dolls, and she couldn't move them at all.

Monchic: Huh? We crossed!

This small utility room containing her and Daddy's secrets grew up with Hua Qiao, and here, Daddy gave Hua Qiao an infinite magical world. Now Daddy is a gray-haired old man, and the secrets of the two of them have never been known by a third person.

"Daddy, will you burn the watch too?" Hua Qiao still held her cheeks and watched Daddy close the box.

Hua Youcai said with a smile: "Keep it, it can be regarded as a little nostalgia for Daddy's hometown." ”

Yes, I don't know if there is a more traverser than him, no system, no gold finger, no old grandfather, the only fortunate thing is that he has a job in the government, and his professional counterpart has a stable job.

Thirty years ago, when Hua Youcai was still Song Haoyu in the 21st century, he was a forensic doctor at the South City Public Security Bureau.

Forensic medicine, it sounds a little mysterious, but when it comes to falling in love, there is no girl who does not dislike it. Originally, the graduate school of forensic medicine was late, and it took another two years, and Song Haoyu was already in his early thirties.

Anyway, he usually deals with corpses, and he doesn't need to develop the sweet talk function, Song Haoyu doesn't know what to say when he sees a girl. Coupled with the forensic doctor's dead salary, he was even more disgusted by the girl.

His mother's best friend finally introduced him to a girlfriend who was willing to date. Every time the two met, the girl asked him if he had washed his hands. Washing hands must also be brushed with a wire, otherwise you can't hold her hand.

In this way, Song Yuhao brushed his hands with a wire brush with tears in his eyes for two months, and his girlfriend finally proposed to break up at that date dinner.

She said: "Who is not afraid of your profession? You can't say such a sweet word, which girl would like it? If you look at your salary, can you afford me? I was poisoned by forensic doctor Qin Ming, and you are the antidote that made me sober! ”

The antidote Song Haoyu also appeared on the scene before the date. Picking up the toolbox stored at the checkout counter of the hotel, carrying the box and lighting a cigarette, he suddenly wanted to leave.

On the way back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Song Yuhao thought a lot, this profession was what he liked when he filled in the college entrance examination, he didn't want to give up, and now it is his career to make a living, and he is not qualified to give up.

Song Yuhao was still in thousands of thoughts, a forced U-turn, and unstoppable large truck rushed onto the sidewalk, Song Haoyu was still agile, dodged to the side, did not get involved under the car, but was also knocked into a vegetative person.

None of the onlookers saw the black toolbox that the Public Security Bureau was looking for. Song Yuhao was lying unconscious in the hospital, but his toolbox was missing.

That's of course because the toolbox traveled with him to the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago. Daming happened to have an accident that day, heavy rain for several days, landslides buried a family under the mountain, and the villagers only rescued the single old son of the family, called Hua Youcai.

Hua Youcai was twenty-eight years old when he was a servant of the county yamen.

Song Haoyu, who has a body that is three years younger, doesn't know if he should be a little happy that he is younger, and he has changed the world, and he has returned to his old job!

Hua Youcai has never given up looking for a way back, he went to the foot of the mountain where the Hua family was buried in the past, and also went to Ying Tianfu to look for astronomy books from all dynasties.

The hard work paid off, and he really found Shi Shen's "Shi's Star Sutra", "Armillary Sky Map", Guo Shoujing's "Time Calendar" and other astronomical and calendar books.

I originally wanted to find Zu Chongzhi's "Da Ming Calendar", but I didn't find it, but I inadvertently received a missing page version of Zu Chongzhi's "Narrative of Differences". There are many celestial anomalies described in this book, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and Saturn, and the five-star alignment phenomenon once every ten years. Even from a modern point of view, the astrological records of the Northern and Southern Dynasties period are very accurate.

There are also seven-star, eight-star, and nine-star alignments, all of which are known to Hua Youcai, but he didn't study this major, and he couldn't find more information.

When he was idle, he took these books out to study, and he didn't know if his crossing was related to these.

searched in vain, and before I knew it, Hua Youcai, who was trapped in Daming, had reached the age of nearly forty. That year, he picked up Yun Niang and the little buckwheat that had just been born for a few days from the mass grave.

Today, the fifty-five-year-old county magistrate has become more cautious than ever. In ancient times, the traverser turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, which did not exist in his opinion. The ancient Chinese ruling class treated the alien no less than it did in Italy where Bruno burned Bruno to the Flower Square.

Since he has to die in this world, he cherishes everything he has in this world, including his wife and children, including, although he is not related by blood, he is closer than his son.