C1 Descending

In the mountains of southwestern China, there was a small village. The entire population of the village was no more than a few dozen people. But this village has a supercow village name - War God Village.

The villagers of War God Village weren't rich, but they were still self-sufficient. Basically, none of them had left the village to live outside. It wasn't because they couldn't, but because they were used to living a blissful and harmonious life in the village.

There was a big pond not far east of the village. This pool of water raised up the people of the village and the people of the village called it the Moon Lake because if one looked at the pond from the top of the mountain, it was like a crescent moon hanging in the sky. Moon Lake raised the people of War God Village, also making them simple and hardworking life.

Today, the villagers of the War God Village were very happy because their village chief Na Wentian's child was about to be born. In this village where the dogs from the east could be heard from the west, having a child was a huge thing, not to mention that the village chief's family was going to have a child. Therefore, after finishing their work, the villagers happily came to the Village Chief's house to congratulate him. They also wanted to take a look at the Village Chief's child face.

The village chief Na Wentian's house was located to the east of War God Village, and by this time, his house was already crowded. The Chen family's old man smoked and said, "I say, Wentian boy, are you satisfied this time? After the end of the month, you will be 30 and up to 31. The villagers were all clamoring to see Na Wentian's son. Na Wentian smiled and said, "Alright, alright. I'll go and hug him for you guys to see. Just wait!" After which, he strode into the room. Arriving at the side room, Na Wentian walked to the bedside and said with a smile to his wife Hu Yunran, "Yun, let me carry our son for everyone to see. You should take a break first, okay?" Hu Yunran looked at Na Wentian and nodded, then reached out and gently stroked the child's head. "Don't freeze the child!" It was still February, and the temperature outside was very low in this mountain-surrounded area. It was only a few degrees Celsius, nothing like a room with a fire burning inside. While wrapping the child in a quilt, Na Wentian said, "Hehe, I know, I know, I'll go out first." With that, he carried the child and walked towards the gate. Looking at Na Wentian's cheerful expression, Hu Yunran felt a sweet sensation in her heart and closed her eyes to rest.

A large group of people at the door couldn't wait any longer. When they saw Na Wentian coming out with a child in his arms, they all gathered around him. Everyone was staring at the child excitedly. The child was also staring at the people around him. After staring for a while, the child suddenly began to cry. Wentian, this kid is so pretty. If I didn't see him below, I would have thought he was a girl. By the way, did you name the kid? " Second sister Wang, who was living on the west side of the village, said to Na Wentian with a smile.

"Second sister in law, I have long thought of this name. I want to have a son, so I want him to have an iron spirit, iron will, and iron body. So I named my son Na Tieh." Just like that, another person appeared in the War God Village, it was the Village Head's son, Na Tieh.

One year later, at Na Wentian's house.

"Xiao Tie, don't play with the kitchen knife. Be careful not to hurt your hand." Hu Yunran, who was cooking on the fire, saw her son dragging the kitchen knife that she put on the stove towards the door. She was so shocked that she immediately ran over to take the kitchen knife from Na Tieh's hand. Little Na Tieh saw that the toy in his hand had been taken away by his mother, so he stared at Hu Yunran with a pair of innocent and pitiful eyes. It was hard for him to make such a rich expression, and tears were rolling in his eyes as he said to Hu Yunran in a childish voice, "Mom, I want a kitchen knife …" Seeing this, Hu Yunran had no choice but to return the kitchen knife to Na Tieh. Little Na Tieh took the kitchen knife from his mother, and ran out of the kitchen immediately.

This year, Little Na Tieh brought unprecedented vitality to Na Wentian's family and also brought a lot of surprises to Na Wentian. This was because when it was two months old, Little Na Tieh only called his parents nonstop and when he was four months old, he could finally chat with Na Wentian.

This kind of performance from Na Tieh made Na Wentian and his wife go wild with joy. The two of them were just thinking about how to improve Na Tieh's development so that their son could become a talent. After some discussion, they decided to teach him how to read at the age of one.

But when Na Tieh was seven months old, he could walk. Not only could he walk, he could walk very quickly. And Little Na Tieh who could walk, gave Na Wentian and his wife countless helplessness and unconcealable excitement. Na Tieh, who was only seven months old, liked to run around barefooted, running from the big bed to the small bed, from the house to the outside, all day long. Except for the time it took for him to eat quietly, the rest of the time he was constantly running, as if he was happy to be able to walk. However, what made Na Wentian and his wife feel more at ease was that this little guy didn't run out of the range of his house. At most, he would just run around his house.

However, when Na Tieh was 9 months younger, he became really sick of it. Na Tieh, who had been running around the house since he was tired of it, ran all over the village. All the villagers in the War God Village knew that Na Tieh, the village chief's son, liked to run around. From the Moon Lake in the east to the top of the locust tree in the west, Little Na Tieh's skinny figure could be seen.

Maybe it wasn't a bad thing for kids to like running, but Na Tieh was curious. Not only did they like running, but they were also interested in everything. What made him even more speechless was that he had actually nailed the tail of the snake onto a wooden stake. Then, he fished out a bowl from his house and smashed the egg into a bowl. Then, he used a wooden stick to rub the egg and fiddled with it in front of the snake's head, causing the little snake to die of depression.

He didn't know how Na Wentian and his wife came up with these things. After a long time, Na Wentian and his wife could only helplessly accept their son's actions. They all felt that this child was too smart, and it might not be a good thing.

Na Tieh, who went out with the kitchen knife, saw that his dad was back, so he waved the kitchen knife and called out, "Dad, dad, I want to cut down trees too!"

Na Wentian was very happy to see his son. He walked forward and carried Na Tieh in his arms. He scratched Na Tieh's nose and said, "Na Tieh, from today onwards, you're not allowed to be naughty. Daddy will teach you how to read and read, okay?" Little Wu steel heard this and nodded his head vigorously. In this way, Na Tieh began his cultural studies under his father's tutelage.

In the blink of an eye, Na Tieh was already five years old. Na Tieh, who was five years old, seemed to have matured and become more intelligent than his peers. After four years of study, Na Tieh had already read all the books in the house. What Na Wentian couldn't help but admire was that what Na Tieh had seen was photographic memory. This was also an important magical equipment for Little Wu Steel to finish reading all the books at home. Even Na Wentian's thick Xinhua dictionary was memorized by Na Tieh. Seeing their son being so smart and studious, Na Wentian and Hu Yunran were extremely happy inside. The four years of time were basically spent in books. Fortunately, as the village head, Na Wentian still had a lot of books in his house, and with the occasional book he borrowed from the village's culture room, it was barely enough for Na Tieh to read for four years.

Seeing that September 1 was approaching, Na Wentian decided to send Na Tieh to a primary school in his hometown. Thus, after a short discussion with Hu Yunran, he packed his stuff and brought Na Tieh to the primary school in the village.

When he arrived at the primary school in the village, he found the teacher and principal, Xu Cheng. Na Wentian said to Xu Cheng: "Brother Xu, after so many years of friendship, I'll leave my child to you. Na Tieh has always been extremely smart since he was young, but he was a bit naughty. You must help me beat him up!"

No problem. Little Tian, don't worry, as long as this kid can learn, I will teach him everything I know. I have long heard that you have a genius son.

"Na Tieh, come here. This is Mr Xu. You can learn from him from now on." Na Wentian called Na Tieh over to Xu Cheng.

Na Tieh, who came in front of Xu Cheng, raised his head and puffed his chest as he said, "Hello, Mr. Xu. Na Tieh will definitely work hard to learn!"

"Haha, good. Wentian, bring Na Tieh's belongings to my room. From now on, I'll sleep with Na Tieh."

Na Wentian heard Xu Cheng say so, and hurriedly took Na Tieh's east and west to a small house.

There were less than a hundred students, including Xu Cheng, who was about the same age as Xu Cheng. Because there were three teachers, the entire primary school was divided into three classes: one to two grades, three to four grades, and five to six grades.

Na Wentian put all of Na Tieh's things in Xu Cheng's room, paid the book fees for Na Tieh, and after saying a few words to Xu Cheng, he went home. Since Xu Cheng did not know Na Tieh's grade, he passed the first grade exam paper to Na Tieh, "Na Tieh, you should do this exam paper first. When the time comes, teacher will arrange a class for you." Na Tieh took the paper and glanced at it a few times. Then, he asked Xu Cheng for a pen, picked up the pen and the paper, and sat down on a nearby table.

He stretched out his head and looked at Na Tieh's paper. He saw Na Tieh wrote on the paper without any delay, and his handwriting was forceful and very beautiful. In less than 5 minutes, Na Tieh had finished all the papers, and Na Tieh, who put down his pen, read through the paper for a moment, then picked up the paper and handed it to Xu Cheng. "Teacher, I'm done!"

Xu Cheng took Na Tieh's paper and read it for a while. He was very surprised, because Na Tieh's answers were all correct. Xu Cheng thought for a moment, then handed the 6th grade exam paper to Na Tieh and said, "Na Tieh, you answered very well just now. Teacher has another exam paper here, you can take a look at it again."

"Alright, teacher." Na Tieh took the paper from Xu Cheng, looked at it, picked up the pen and started to work again.

At this time, Xu Cheng stared closely at Na Tieh, seeing how he answered the question. He saw Na Tieh writing the test paper rapidly, and gradually, Xu Cheng's eyes opened wider and wider as Na Tieh answered the question. His chin also couldn't help but drop down slowly, and his shocked expression fell on Xu Cheng's face.

In less than 5 minutes, Na Tieh had finished the sixth grade's exam paper. He was only a 5 year old child! Even if they were sixth grade students, it would be impossible for them to finish the 90-minute test within five minutes. Xu Cheng's heart could no longer be described as shocked.