151. Homemade artillery

Speaking of the past, it is basically unbearable for Zhang Lan to look back on, but when she thinks about her current life, she has calmed down again. "Oh, those are regarded as the milk money given to her by Zhenhe. Although we don't get anything, even if we are poor, I am willing to live by myself. At least the I'm full, otherwise I'm still in the company. I'm afraid that a few children can't grow up. Thinking about how many children were thin at the beginning, I feel sad when I look at it, but there's nothing I can do. Under the eaves of others, we can't make the decision.

Speaking of children, Zhang Lan felt tears. At that time, it was really too bitter, and a little delicious food could not get into their mouths.

"Alas, sister-in-law, you are also very good now, the children are also sensible, and you two are also diligent. Why can't you worry about living? Although the foundation is a little withered, we can't stand our unity. If you don't look at anything else, you can see how capable your children are After that, your life must not be wrong. We don't want the old lady to give us anything. It's good not to deduct some from us at that time.

The next day, Zhang Lan gave her pocket, packed some samples from each family, and sent them to the post office when she went to work on the fourth day of the lunar new year.

The brothers and sisters had a holiday, but their study did not relax. Wang Zhenhe went out to find the textbooks of the junior high school and asked the old man to teach them more. He thought that learning too much was not a bad thing, at least it was better than running around the street every day.

After studying, Mingcheng took several people to pick up the small whip that had not yet sounded after the whip. He picked up the one with the fuse. The three brothers lit it outside. When there was no lead, he asked Wang Qian to collect it. "Brother, we have taken these down and get the gunpowder inside out. Let's do

Although Wang Qian didn't make this thing before, it's all the same principle. There should be no big problem with a layer of paper on the outside, an ignition potion inside, and a fuse on the head.

The little whip was all broken in two folds, and the gunpowder inside was put out and spread on the paper.

Let Mingcheng find some yellow mud back, live well with water, roll a tube with gray paper, seal the bottom with yellow mud underneath, and then touch some around the barrel, paste the paper tube with paste, and bake it on the kang, hoping that it can dry as soon as possible.

Wu Changyong looked aside when he had nothing to do. His mouth was a little big, but he looked at it without saying a word.

When the paper tube was dry, Wang Qian asked Mingcheng and others to fill it with gunpowder. After filling it up, put the fuse picked up from the pile of firecrackers in the middle, paste it with yellow mud around, and continue to bake on the kang.

"Sister, can it be done like this? Will it explode?"

Mingcheng is a little worried about your safety. To be honest, Wang Qian is not sure, but she always feels that firecrackers are a similar process. At most, she makes the fuse longer. I guess she is in a hurry.

"Brother, why don't we have a try later? After you light the fire, run away quickly and hide first. Don't jump. Anyway, it's also our own. I can't guarantee the safety."

Zuo He saw Wu Changyong behind him and took his hand and asked, "Grandpa Wu, is there any problem with us doing this?"

Mr. Wu stood there and squeezed his lips and said, "Zuo He, your question has puzzled me. It's okay for your Grandpa Wu to make explosives, but I haven't seen him make firecrackers, but it's okay for you to do this. Basically, it's all like this, but you can be more powerful Let's go to the street with you and have a look."

Mingcheng looked at the firecrackers on the kang and it was dry. He picked up their homemade cannonballs and led a group of people out of the yard.

Zuo Zhanshan saw Lao Wutou go out. Out of curiosity, he also followed him out to have a look.

This time, they chose the open ground in the east. After Mingcheng took the incense head and lit the lead, he jumped back and ran back. Before he ran to Wang Qian's side, the firecracker behind him had sounded, and the sound was much louder than the second kick, and Wang Qian saw that the snow and dirt on the ground were blown I was a little afraid. Fortunately, the fuse was long, otherwise her eldest brother would have to be injured.

"Okay, who did this? It's almost time to catch up with the little bomb. You didn't do it, did you, did you?"

Zuo Zhanshan saw at a glance that this was not a whip at all, so he asked Lao Wu, "Ha ha, I want to do it, but unfortunately I haven't thought of this yet. It's been done by a few children. How good? How can my Lao Wu's apprentice be bad? If this is before liberation, this group of It's a group."

Mingcheng also ran over and took a look. A hole had been blown up on the ground. He couldn't help but be secretly grateful. Fortunately, he ran fast.

"Grandpa, how's it going? Our homemade bomb is not bad, right?"

Zuo He is proud to report their achievements to Mr. Zuo. "Yes, it's like the seed of our Lao Zuo family. Zuo He, you have to remember that the more powerful this thing is, the more powerful it will be, so you guys should do it smaller in the future, so it will not be easy to be injured."

Mingcheng and the three boys found something interesting this time. They began to look around for firecrackers that had been released by others, picked them up and then played by themselves.

On the evening of the third day of junior high school, it was still a dumpling. Today, the three-day New Year was over. In the evening, Wang Zhenhe hung a small whip, which meant that it was over. Mingcheng and others felt a little unenjoyed. They took out some of the cannonballs they had done in the afternoon. It is said that these children can really think that they can do a cannon fight by themselves. I'm really afraid that they will hurt themselves.

Hao Lianchun smiled and comforted, "It's okay. It's not bad for a naughty boy to be a good man. It's good for boys to be quiet. You don't know that the three boys in our family were much more naughty than Mingcheng. Your uncle was whipped at the beginning. Can you think that they took your uncle' Did you go? At that time, my legs were so scared that I couldn't do well, but the good luck that those stinky bastards didn't make a mess. They just took them to the woods to catch birds. But now let's see if these three people are also promising adults. You should put your heart in your stomach. These two families and Zuo A sensible child, when it comes to my grandson, I think he is much more sensible here.

The three-day year passed in a blink of an eye. Zhang Lan went to the post office to mail the things away, but the brother of the Zuo family sent an extra bag of sea cucumbers. Wu Changyong and Zuo Zhanshan also went to the armed forces department to report today, and their days have returned to normal. However, there is another saying in the countryside that it will not be over before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so people at home still maintain the atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

In the afternoon, someone outside shouted, "Is Wang Zhenhe at home?"

Wang Zhenhe, who was sitting with other old men in the room, ran out quickly and saw that the director of the governance and protection had come.

"Director, what's the matter?"

Li Detian said with a smile, "Zhenhe, hurry up and take Zuo He and the old lady to the phone. The other party said that they would call in half an hour. I guess it should be the phone number of the old lady and her son in your family. Hurry up. I'll go back and watch it for you first."

After sending the director of the protection, Wang Zhenhe jumped home and ran home. "Aunch, put on your cotton-padded jacket quickly. It may be a phone call from Zuo He's father. Let's listen to it in half an hour. I'll tell Zuo He."

The old lady was so excited that she was at a loss. Zhang Lan quickly helped, "Aunta, don't worry, take your time."

She hasn't seen her son for a long time. She can understand the old lady's mood, and Zuo He, who is studying next door, was also led by Wang Zhenhe.

"Grandma, let's hurry up. It's Dad's call. Don't miss it." Zuo He urged excitedly. Zhang Lan surrounded the cotton-padded jacket and scarf for the old lady, and then asked Wang Zhenhe to lead them out.

My son called, and Hao Lianchun walked excitedly with the wind. Wang Zhenhe only now felt that this old man was worthy of being a soldier, and his legs and feet were even a little admired by him.

When he arrived at the brigade headquarters, Li Detian was already there, and there was no one in the office. Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the brigade sent two people to be on duty there. If there was anything, shouting. Anyway, everyone lives nearby, just a few minutes away.

"Aunion, come and sit down quickly. The phone hasn't come yet. You can wait a little longer."

It didn't take long for the three of them to ring the phone. Zuo He grabbed the handle of the words, and a clear voice came from the other end, "Hey, hello, is Zuo He here?"

Hearing the voice from the receiver, Zuo He's tears flowed down, "Mom, I'm Zuo He. I miss you."

As soon as I finished this sentence, I cried with a wow, and then an eager voice came from the other end, "Hehe, don't cry, mom and dad miss you too."

Hao Lianchun quickly took the phone and said a few words to his daughter-in-law and son. When Zuo He calmed down, he asked him to continue to talk.

"Mom, I'm fine here. I just miss you. Come and see me when you have time."

Zuo He knew that long-distance calls were very expensive, so he said a long story short and expressed his meaning simply and clearly, "Zuo He, you have to listen to your uncle obediently. Dad will probably come to see you soon. You have to help your parents be filial to your grandparents."

This Zuo He talked to the other side with tears in his eyes, and even the two big men around him felt sad when they saw it.

"Uncle, Dad wants to talk to you." After talking with his parents, Zuo He handed over the microphone to Wang Zhenhe.

This was the first time in Wang Zhenhe's life to listen to the phone, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while, but when he heard a sonorous and powerful male voice in it, he calmed down. Zuo Xiangcheng thanked Wang Zhenhe on the phone and asked him to help discipline the child well.

"Zuo Sange, don't worry, Zuo He is my child. I will take good care of him. You are welcome to come and visit him in the future."

Wang Zhenhe chatted with Zuo Xiangcheng on the phone before putting down the phone and felt a layer of sweat on his back.

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