Transmigrating into a Book in the 1980s: I Conduct Scientific Research on an Island

Lu Yunting stayed awake for most of the night.

In fact, he was quite arrogant. He discovered that he had a talent for learning when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. He was transferred to the special forces to study at sixteen or seventeen. In his twenties, he entered a secret base and became the project leader.

He believed that there were few people of his age who were more capable than him.

It seems that I am ignorant. There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Song Wenjun's wisdom is as good as his.

millionaire?

These four words have never entered Lu Yunting's mind. He likes to study, invent and create, and pursue his own interests and hobbies without distraction.

But he never thought about making money with his skills. Even if he wanted to get money, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't let ordinary people buy propellers and reactors, right?
Therefore, he is still no match for Song Wenjun. If he is too aloof, he will only starve his family.

Gulu stayed awake for most of the night, and just when he started to feel sleepy, the cock began to crow outside. Wang Hui in the next room got up quietly, pushed the door open, went out, took a bundle of firewood to the kitchen, and started to light a fire for cooking.

After a while, he heard Song Wenjun getting up. Lu Yunting quickly got out of the bed, quickly got dressed, opened the door and came out.

"Good morning, you haven't slept yet? Why are the circles under your eyes so dark?"

Lu Yunting turned away in fear. He thought Song Wenjun had gotten dressed, but he didn't expect that she was wearing a long skirt that reached her knees. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were sleepy. She found a water glass and drank some water, then went into the room and fell asleep again.

"..."

Lu Yunting stood there awkwardly. Wang Hui lowered her head and came in. She was startled by him and stammered, "Brother Yun, Yunting, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go for a walk."

Watching him walk out of the yard, Wang Hui scratched her head in confusion.

It's still dark, where is he going?The village is so big that you can touch it with your eyes closed.

She took out her Chinese language book and began to memorize it by the light of the stove pit.

With nowhere to go, Lu Yunting moved to the duck's nest.

Jia Ming said that the day his sister-in-law came back from buying chickens, ducks and pigs, the whole village was in a state of excitement and everyone came out to watch the fun.It's a pity that he can't see, otherwise the expressions of those people would definitely tell him.

The little ducks had grown into big ducks. When they heard someone's footsteps, they all ran out of their nests and screamed "quack, quack, quack" at him.

He had nothing in his hand, and was about to go back and get something to feed the ducks when a man came from the front, carrying a bamboo basket on his shoulder.

"Yun Ting, you woke up early enough."

"Uncle Li, you got up early too, what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving the court. Your aunt said she wanted to eat fresh crabs. I'll catch two."

Lu Yunting, who had not been to sea for a long time, was feeling itchy. Three years of intense work had made his nerves tense all the time.

After breakfast, he had to leave the island to work on another island, taking advantage of his rare free time to relive the fun of catching the sea.

"I will go with you."

"Okay!"

On the way, Uncle Li told him about Song Wenjun's journey to the sea.

"Wenjun can endure hardship. Now her family's conditions are better. I remember the first time she went to sea, she took a kerosene torch. When it burned, it produced black smoke and a strange smell."

Uncle Li clicked his tongue twice, "But Wenjun is good at making torches. Her torch was not extinguished even when she got home."

Later, she went to sea and put a lamp on her head, which surprised the whole village. No one had ever seen a lamp on their head.

"headlamp?"

"Yes, Wenjun said to call the head lamp. She promised the villagers that she would make more of them when she had time. Now that her eyesight will be clear and cured when she gets home, she should have the time, right?"