Zhang Yanming was a little surprised.

Because in my memory, I walked from my small bungalow around the big boiler to Building 20 and had to pass through four residences. Every time I went there, it was an adventure, and the memory was still fresh.

"Not two hundred meters?"

"It's really not, 167. You were small at that time, and you couldn't walk fast with short legs, and you felt far away. The whole area of ​​our house was not a kilometer from top to bottom, at most six or seven hundred meters.

Later I went upstairs, and it was only about 300 meters from our house to your school. You can calculate it yourself."

Zhang Yanming felt a little incredible.

In my childhood memory, I could bravely go to the farthest classmate’s house to play. It turned out that it was less than 300 meters away. It felt like it was a little collapsed.

"That means, I grew up until I was thirteen or fourteen years old, and I haven't had a circle of three hundred meters?"

"Out," Zhang's mother smiled: "Fourteen, you are in junior high school, three miles away from our house, just walk a straight road back and forth."

"Then," Zhang Yanming looked down at his daughter who was sitting obediently on his lap and flipping through his pockets, and then looked at Tang Doudou in Zhang's mother's arms: "Then they are walking 150 or 60 meters, are they quite brave?"

"That's not, a six-year-old child, two hundred meters away, how powerful my eldest granddaughter is." Tang Doudou's face was just a mouthful.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." Zhang Xiaoyue leaned forward and handed her face over. Zhang's mother came over and kissed her for a while before she smiled with satisfaction.

This is how a person's life is, he will always live in his own world.

Before the age of ten, there was a circle, when the age of ten or twenty, and after the age of twenty, there was another circle, the range expanded from one hundred meters to a few kilometers, and the more than ten kilometers, the bigger the distance, the further away from the center, the further away from the parents.

As information circulation accelerates, communication becomes more and more convenient, and the circle expands, and the lonelier you will live. You will no longer have the joyful fulfillment of childhood. This is the price of growth.

The bigger the circle, the smaller the space you have.

"Sister." Sun Hongye's little assistant stood at the door of the office and shouted: "Brother, aunt."

"Come in. Have you bought it?" Sun Hongye put down his pen, sorted out the documents and notebook and stood up.

"What did you buy?" Zhang's mother looked at the two cardboard boxes in her assistant's hand. She looked quite heavy.

Sun Hongye's face turned red: "Erming said that I have never seen the induction cooker before, so I asked her to buy one."

Zhang's mother smiled: "What's there to see about that thing? If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it. It's not an important thing. We don't need it now."

Zhang Yanming took the baby from his legs and put it on the sofa. He took the carton and put it on the ground to open it, and took out the induction cooker and the matching flat pan.

Two little girls ran over and squatted beside him and watched.

Sun Hongye also came over.

"You go and do your business, take the invoice to reimburse it." Zhang Yanming instructed his assistant and put the packaging plastic bag instructions of the induction cooker and flat-bottom wok back into the box and packed it.

"How to use this?" Sun Hongye reached out and touched it, looking very magical: "This is, glass? Can't it explode?"

"This is not easy to use. It's soaked in the bottom and can only be stewed, which is not practical." Zhang Ma shook her head.

"It's okay to stew the soup, it's clean." Zhang Yanming found a plug-in board, led the power supply to this side, and plugged the induction cooker.

Ding, the panel flashed, which scared Sun Hongye and the two little babies. Zhang Xiaoyue sat on the ground and giggled.

Zhang Yanming added some water to the pot and sat on the induction cooker, pressed the switch to select the temperature: "This thing cannot be dried, you can only use an iron pot. The water will be boiled very quickly."

Buzz, the induction cooker vibrates, and immediately foams appear on the bottom of the pot, and a sizzling sound is found.

"Isn't it dangerous to touch it with your hands?" Sun Hongye stretched out his hand, not daring.

"It's okay if you don't use your hands to touch the bottom of the pot. If you take the pot away and put it on, it's okay. It can only heat the metal, which is ineffective for non-metallic things. It's quite safe."

"Whatever you do, your little brother bought one at our house, and your dad threw it away after using it for a few days. Didn't this thing cause a lot of radiation? It's not good for people."

"It's not that exaggerating, it's not like staying for twenty-four hours." Zhang Yanming demonstrated to Sun Hongye a few times: "Do you understand? It's that simple. Just adjust the temperature according to the method, and you can also do it regularly."

There was little water added, and after a few words, the heat was boiling, and the heat was rising.

Zhang Yanming taught Sun Hongye how to close it, turned his head and said to Zhang's mother: "Mom, I decided that the child will be on vacation in the future. Let's take the child back to his hometown in the countryside for a few days to let them experience life. If they can't grow up, they don't know anything. "

"Okay, it's pretty good. Just be safe. It's a good thing to see more experiences." Although Zhang's mother spoiled her children, she came from hard days and knew the importance of it.

In fact, Zhang Ma always cared about all aspects of her children’s education. She taught by words and deeds, not just pampering her.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Yanming asked: "Go to my uncle's house? By the way, Mom, Hongye's house, don't have any relatives?"

"Why didn't there be? It's not that the crack of the stone popped out, but that the Hongye grandpa had fewer contacts after leaving, and after all, it was not a single branch.

The rural people recognize relatives the most and have no relatives. They are poor and no one cares about each other. The third server basically nods. Her father has to ask Jiamin, he is not from our town, I am not familiar with him."

"Forget it," Sun Hongye reached out and tried the induction cooker panel: "Save my mother still has trouble. I haven't known it for so many years, so I definitely haven't."

"You guys are bullshit. When you come back from buying such a play, you will take a look like this? Isn't it good to go to the mall to see it? It costs several hundred yuan." Zhang's mother glared at her son and daughter-in-law and stood up: "Let's go, baby, let's go back to do homework."

"Grandma, I finished my homework, and I wrote it at school." Tang Doudou reported with her little face tilted. No matter how old the child doesn't like to do his homework, he wants to play for a while.

"Then let's play and wait for a while to have a meal. Are you hungry?" Both little girls shook their heads, and they were interested in the induction cooker at this moment.

Sun Hongye and two little babies squatted on the ground to study, turning on and off, adjusting the temperature, and making timing. At this moment, there are not as many button functions on the induction cooker panel, and it is still quite simple.

"What is the electric wok?" Sun Hongye turned his head and asked Zhang Yanming.

"The electric wok is just an electric stove with an iron pot on it. I feel that the game is not as good as this induction cooker. It's just a small circle below. It's coming soon, and it's just like a pot. It's a waste of electricity."

Zhang's mother has used it, uh, or she has seen that father has used it, and she seems to have no good feelings for that thing. She looks disgusted with her: "If you want to cook, it is better to have a coal stove and the heat is easy to work on, but it is too dirty.

Now this gas is OK, but the fire is not enough, it is warmer, and I am anxious to see it. I feel that gas is not as useful as the gas tank that day."

"Absolutely," Zhang Yanming nodded and pulled out the induction cooker to remove the wire: "The electric frying pan is an electric stove with a resistor wire under it. Now it is basically eliminated, and not many people use it. It costs electricity."

"Will this cost be too high?" Sun Hongye touched the induction cooker panel with temperature.
Chapter completed!