On the second day of the banquet, Song Yuanchao went to Uncle Li's house and got his information from Uncle Li.

After sitting at Uncle Li's house for a while, Song Yuanchao got up to say goodbye, and only after returning home did he remember that Lin Yan was not at home, and she went out with Li Xiaoyun and Daniel Zhang.

Didn't you go to see the new house before? Song Yuanchao handed over all the remaining decoration work of the house to Lin Yan, Lin Yan was also very interested in this, what made a woman happier than decorating such a beautiful house with her own hands?

In this way, Lin Yan had already made an appointment with Li Xiaoyun to go shopping together today, and by the way, she made a big purchase. Daniel Zhang, who was the "flower protection messenger" and free labor porter, naturally did not give in, so Lin Yan also went out soon after Song Yuanchao went out.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao slapped his forehead, he really forgot about it, he blamed himself for drinking too much yesterday, although he was not drunk, he drank until the end of the brain was a little confused, and he woke up a little bit this night.

I knew that he wouldn't come back in this way, Uncle Li's house is very close to his new house, wouldn't it be better to go directly? But now that he has returned to the capital, Song Yuanchao also has to rush over again immediately.

After thinking about it and putting the information in his hand, Song Yuanchao went downstairs and was about to go out to make a call, but as soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Zhang Hao, the little guy, sitting on the opposite door with a small bench, holding his chin in one hand and tilting his little head and looking at the direction of the alley in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haozi! Little Haozi! Song Yuanchao stopped and shouted at him.

But Zhang Hao didn't react at all, still maintaining his original posture, looking at his appearance, Song Yuanchao couldn't help laughing, is this kid pretending to be deep? Two steps forward, walked up to him, reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey...... Surprise me, brother, when did you come back? As soon as Zhang Haomeng came back to his senses, he almost jumped up from the small bench with a big movement.

Seeing that it was Song Yuanchao, this kid breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a grin.

"It's been a while since you've been back, what are you doing? You won't be able to answer the shouts. ”

"I'm thinking about something big." Zhang Hao is serious.

"Thinking about big questions?" Zhang Hao's answer made Song Yuanchao laugh dumbly, how old is this little guy? Thinking about the problem? Still significant? Could it be that we are wondering how to achieve such a noble goal of world peace or human liberation?

"Oh, the big problem? Tell me what kind of major law it is? Song Yuanchao asked with interest.

"Don't I want to be a scientist and a pilot? I was thinking about this, and I was thinking about how I could get there. Zhang Hao said very seriously.

"You kid aren't going to do the same as last time, are you?" Song Yuanchao immediately remembered what happened three days ago, this kid set himself up, and took this reason around for a long time to let him buy an airplane model or something.

"Shh As soon as Song Yuanchao asked, Zhang Hao's face suddenly changed, and he glanced at the door behind him in a panic, as if he was worried that he would be heard by the Zhang family's aunt.

That day I ate three ring rulers, and the palm of this hand still hurts, Zhang Hao is not stupid, but he doesn't want to do it again.

Standing up, Zhang Hao pulled Song Yuanchao to the entrance of the alley, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after walking out of a distance from home.

"Brother, don't shout! If my grandmother knows about this, I'll have to beat me up, and I don't have the idea of asking you for something. Zhang Hao explained in a heartfelt manner.

"Hehe, I understand, by the way, what exactly were you thinking just now?" Song Yuanchao asked happily.

Zhang Hao thought for a while and said: "I haven't thought about the specifics yet, but I just thought about a beginning." I think that since the goal has been set, we must work in that direction, and we can't give up halfway. But it's not easy to do it, especially since I'm still a kid and I don't have much money on me, so I'm going to see if I can collect some scrap and sell it these days, and scrape together some money to buy the simplest wooden airplane or something...... first. ”

Zhang Hao explained to Song Yuanchao, and he told Song Yuanchao that he had already gone to see it, and that there was a basic wooden airplane model in the model airplane shop, which was the kind that could be assembled and then powered by rubber bands. The price of this model is not expensive, it costs 12 yuan, but the problem is that 12 yuan is nothing for Song Yuanchao, but it is a lot of money for ordinary families.

At present, the salary income of ordinary people is only about 40 yuan a month, which is almost a quarter of the monthly income.

Zhang Jianguo and his wife have made a lot of money this year, and the conditions of the Zhang family are different from before, and now the Zhang family is rich, but the problem is that whether it is Zhang Jianguo, Sun Xia, or the Zhang family's mother, they are very strict with their children, and they will not give money to their children casually.

Although Zhang Hao is about to enter junior high school, he has no pocket money every month. It is also said that today's children are basically like this, food and clothing are at home, children usually have no place to spend money except for reading, at best, adults buy candy for children during the New Year's holidays, which is enough for children to be happy for several days.

So Zhang Hao wanted to buy a model airplane but his pocket was empty and he couldn't take out the money, the last time he said those words, Zhang Hao actually planned to find a chance to solve this problem, but who wanted to steal chickens and rice, not only did he not achieve his goal, but he ate a meal, which completely eliminated those little Jiujiu in Zhang Hao's stomach.

Although it didn't work out, Zhang Hao still didn't give up the idea of buying a model airplane, so he began to think about how to make money.

If you ask the adults, it will definitely not work, even if it is Song Yuanchao, in case Zhang Jianguo and grandma know that their flesh and skin will suffer again. Don't ask the adults where they want him to get the money? Zhang Hao could only rack his brains and finally came up with a solution, that is, to sell scrap to make money.

Selling waste products, this is a common thing for children in the seventies and eighties, such as waste newspapers and toothpaste skins accumulated at home, and for example, eating soft-shelled turtle, that is, selling pharmacies after Wang Ba's leftover shells are dried, which can often be exchanged for a dime, which is also considered an entry.

Zhang Hao hit this idea, but even if he sold all the newspapers and toothpaste skins at home, he could exchange them for one or two cents at most, which was far from what he needed.

Therefore, Zhang Hao thought of a way, that is, to start with the nearby hospital, where he is very familiar, because it is not far from home and he usually accompanies his grandmother to the hospital to dispense medicine, so he knows that there is a place in the backyard of the hospital where there is a mountain of glass waste.

These glass wastes are all waste products after the hospital glassware has been used up, such as bottles of glucose, other large and small medicine bottles, and some damaged glass syringes, etc., all piled up there like garbage.

The hospital disposes of these things once a month, and in normal times, no one takes care of them, so Zhang Hao thinks he can get some out and sell them to the nearby recycling station. Although the recycling price of waste glass is much lower than that of newspapers, the problem is that there is a lot of it! Zhang Hao has calculated, and if he goes to get some out every day, he can probably get about a dime, and it is three to four yuan a month, so that after tossing for three or four months, he will have enough money to buy a model airplane.

Listening to Zhang Hao's narration and watching him gesture with his hands, Song Yuanchao didn't know whether to praise him or scold him.

For a mere 12 yuan, this little guy really racked his brains, and he actually came up with such a solution.

"You can't do this!"

"Why?" Zhang Hao, who was talking excitedly, was stunned.

"You're stealing!" Song Yuanchao Zhengsedao.

"Steal? How is this stealing? These waste products in the hospital are all they don't want, I have already inquired, every month when people come to pull are not to give money, the hospital directly sends, if you give money is stealing, can you not give money can this be called stealing? I'm helping them dispose of the waste, brother, do you think, the hospital needs to deal with these wastes, right? It was originally delivered, right, and there are too many piles that affect the hospital, right? I dealt with them for free, and I paid for my labor, so what's wrong with that? ”

Zhang Hao said very seriously, it seems that he has really been thinking about this for a long time, otherwise he would not have said this.

"It's not your own idea to steal or not, the question is whether you have gotten the hospital's permission to take these? If you get the other person's consent, that's fine. But you can take it without the permission of the other party, isn't this stealing? Song Yuanchao said to Zhang Hao very seriously, Zhang Hao is a very smart child, but he is still young after all, and his mind is immature, and there are some things that must be made clear to him.

Seeing that Zhang Hao was slightly stunned and was in a daze for a while, Song Yuanchao continued: "These waste products in the hospital are not ordinary waste products, these are all waste products of medical devices, which are different from ordinary waste products. Many waste medical enterprises not only have various medicines left on the glass, but some syringes even carry germs and viruses on the patients. Your child is not a professional adult, and even a professional adult must be protected when dealing with this. Do you know what happens when your hands are contaminated with these and even the bacteria get into the bloodstream by the glass or something? ”

Seeing that Zhang Hao seemed to be a little frightened, Song Yuanchao continued to add a fire: "If it is light, the wound will be inflamed and suppurated, and if it is heavy, it will be terrible once it is infected with bacteria and viruses. Xiao Haozi, you don't want to die at a young age, do you? ”

Zhang Hao was so frightened that his head suddenly shook into a rattle, and his little face was a little pale at the same time.

Joke? He's still young, far from living enough, how can he want to die?

The child is very unfamiliar with the problem of death, and at the same time very afraid, being so frightened by Song Yuanchao, Zhang Hao immediately dispelled the idea of going to the hospital to collect waste.

"No, I'm definitely not going!" Zhang Hao said categorically, and at the same time, a little face also drooped, he finally thought of a good way, but this good method was vetoed to Song Yuanchao before it was implemented, what should I do now?

"Haozi, do you really like model airplanes?" Looking at Zhang Hao's depressed look, Song Yuanchao asked.

Zhang Hao nodded, he really liked it, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of such a way to raise money.

"Alright, follow me!" Song Yuanchao said with a smile.

"Where to go?" Zhang Hao looked up puzzled.

"Where else can I go? Walk! Let's go to the model airplane shop, and Brother will buy it for you! ”

"Really?!" Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and incomparable joy appeared on his little face.