Not to mention Wang Chunyuan got into the car and drove away in ashes.

When Chen Ling returned home, Qin Rongxian couldn't help but said: "This person is quite thick-skinned. He dropped by the door in a hurry to get a meal and even forced himself into the kitchen. How can he really do that?"

Liang Hongyu also nodded and said: "Yes, judging from his appearance and dress, he is quite decent."

"I heard that I'm related to Qiu Mei's daughter?"

"Well, this is her brother-in-law. He used to work at the township hospital."

Chen Ling wiped her hands, sat down and said, "Her sister is not good either. I used to think Su Su was easy to bully and she spoke very unpleasantly."

When Liang Hongyu heard this, her face immediately turned ugly.

Wang Susu, her nephew-in-law, was a virtuous housekeeper, kind and gentle, and she liked her very much.

Liang Hongyu couldn't help but feel angry at the thought of being bullied in the village.

Pointing at Qin Rongxian, he said: "Why do you always have people like this in Qinwan?"

Qin Rongxian looked helpless when he heard this, and said humbly: "Is it useful to tell me? I won't go back for how many years."

Liang Hongyu still had a cold face: "Whoever comes to Qinwan for business in the future will be kicked out directly."

"It's okay, Auntie. Arling took out her anger on my behalf and almost pushed her into the pit."

Wang Susu chuckled and said, "Dongmei is a person with high eyebrows. She always thinks that her family is capable and looks down on us farmers. She has been married for several years and is not popular in the village."

"No, they want to renovate a house, but they can't find anyone to help."

"They deserve it."

Liang Hongyu snorted and said to Wang Susu: "You have a soft temper, you are far away from your mother's home, and you are angry with the mother-in-law. Don't keep it in your stomach and say nothing. If you have anything to do, discuss it with Fugui first. If Fugui doesn't care about your mother-in-law,

If you have any issues, just go to me and I will help you."

"Do you understand?"

"Well, I understand, Auntie, don't worry, we will live our own lives without disturbing others."

Wang Susu smiled softly.

Even though she said this, Liang Hongyu's caring and caring attitude still made her heart warm.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The porridge is ready. I'll bring it to you. Let's officially start the meal."

Chen Ling stood up and walked out, carrying the pots and bowls into the house.

Today, except for the fried quail, everything else is light food, mainly to satisfy the appetites of Wang Susu and Liang Hongyu.

Although Liang Hongyu and Liang Hongyu don't look old on the outside, in their forties, they are actually quite old and cannot eat as much as they want all day long.

Normally, I mainly eat home-cooked meals, which are good for the stomach and feel comfortable when eaten.

After meal.

After drinking two cups of hot tea, Chen Ling took his two dogs and Qin Rong to herd cattle and sheep outside the village.

The two sisters Wang Susu and Liang Hongyu were sitting in the yard peeling walnuts.

A while ago, Chen Ling brought two bags of pecans back from the mountains. The original green walnut skins have become wrinkled and dry after being exposed to the wind and sun, and can be easily peeled off.

Pecans are a good thing. After they are peeled, they can be eaten, sold, or made into snacks.

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One or two o'clock in the afternoon is the warmest time of the day in early winter.

The two quilt makers were still busy going from house to house in the village.

It's cold in the mountains in winter, so when quilts are quilted, the quilts are thicker.

But if the cotton is covered for two consecutive years, it will no longer keep warm.

At this time, the quilt must be removed and the old cotton tire that has gradually become hardened must be played twice, so that the quilt can become soft and warm again.

Although it is not as good as new cotton, it can last for several years and save a lot of money without having to buy new cotton.

"Eat it, Uncle Fugui."

Today's quilt maker was at Chen Yingqiang's house. When he saw Chen Ling passing by the door, he came out to talk.

"After eating, come out and walk around."

Chen Ling also stopped, put the hand holding the slingshot behind his back, and looked into the yard.

In the courtyard, two large wooden bows vibrated and buzzed, and cotton wool flew around. An old man and a young man were busy working.

Qin Rongxian also held a slingshot and came over to take a look, "Is cotton still played like this in the countryside now?"

"Yes, it's all played like this. It's cheaper than the flower playing machines in the county, so you can use it with confidence."

Chen Ling responded.

After all, it is up to others to decide whether the cotton wadding can be stained on the cotton wadding machine or not.

The fat meat will still be stained with a layer of oil if you touch it.

Even if you keep a close eye on it and check the machine, nothing will happen.

If you don't pay attention, half a pound of cotton will come out.

The more people who play cotton, the more taels of cotton a family can save.

Therefore, except for urgent needs, ordinary people generally do not go to the county town to find machine ammunition.

The two watched the cotton playing for a while, chatted with Chen Yingqiang for a few words, and then continued walking towards the entrance of the village.

The big sheep led the little sheep and followed the little white cow without him having to worry about it. The two of them just walked around holding up their slingshots and looking for birds to shoot.

Qin Rongxian had nothing to do. Apart from reading at home, he just wandered around and hunted birds. He caught some and fed them to the family's mountain civets.

When I came over this time, I brought Chen Ling a lot of rubber bands of excellent quality, telling him that I had broken them and asked him to use them instead.

A new rubber band was put on, and a leather cushion for wrapping bullets was also replaced.

I have ready-made rabbit skin at home. I cut it into small pieces and polished it until it was thin, soft and weightless.

After the equipment was updated, Chen Ling's slingshot accuracy improved a lot.

The shot is far and accurate.

"Hei Wa, go over and catch the birds."

When they reached the dam, Chen Ling stretched out his hand and pointed.

There are quite a few sparrows on the dam. Taking advantage of the warm sun, they have made small sandpits on the river sand piles on the north side of the dam.

Hei Wa immediately rushed over. Hearing a buzzing sound, dozens of sparrows all flew up.

Chen Ling and Qin Rongxian had already grasped the bullets and prepared them. When they saw this, they raised their slingshots and started shooting.

"Pa—", "Pa—"

With the sound of two rubber bands rebounding.

A sparrow landed sideways on the ground.

No surprise, it was Chen Ling who hit him.

Hei Wa ran and picked it up.

Qin Rong shook his head first: "No, my slingshot can't hit far even with a new rubber band. It can only hit birds on nearby trees. Bullets from far away will always fly away."

"Uncle, the leather pad of your slingshot is a bit big. Go back and cut off a piece later."

Chen Ling picked up his slingshot, took a look at it, and suggested.

This slingshot stand was made for him by Chen Ling, and Liang Yuemin also had one.

Exquisite and beautiful, the bow door is no problem.

Chen Ling didn't have rubber bands at home, so the two of them took them home and bought rubber bands to tie them themselves.

Otherwise, if Chen Ling was tied up, there would definitely be no problem.

Whether a slingshot can shoot far depends on the slingshot's bow door, rubber band, and leather pad.

The bow door is fine, and the new rubber bands are also good.

The reason why it couldn't hit far was that the leather pad in which the bullets were packed was too thick, too wide, and too big.

If it's too big, the slingshot won't be able to hit very far.

Qin Rongxian also specially selected a piece of cowhide.

Still doesn't work.

Anyone who has played with this for a long time knows that it is nothing more than a result of trial and error over time.

"Look at mine, just cut it to the width of a finger. Then use sandpaper to soften the leather a little, and it will definitely hit farther."

"So that's it. I was afraid that if I cut it too thin and narrow, it wouldn't be able to hold the bullet."

"That's okay, you'll know what it feels like if you try it with me."
To be continued...