"My left hand is not my dominant hand. Now I can hold the gun horizontally for ten minutes without shaking. But since we are in the city and have never fired a gun before, I am not sure if I can suppress the recoil."
Yue Xiangli glanced at the yard, picked up a broken wooden barrel from the corner, and erected it against the wall. "Try it?"
He walked back and reloaded his gun.
Ning Sangyu nodded, took aim and fired, but the recoil was too great and she couldn't control it, so she missed the target.
"That's enough." Yue Xiangli took the gun from her hand and unloaded it. "Your wrist strength is not enough. The recoil of this pistol has been reduced. You can practice your wrist strength more in the future and tie a sandbag."
"Okay." Ning Sangyu looked at the movements of his hands, "Is everything going well?"
"It's OK. It went smoothly." Yue Xiangli glanced at her sideways, "Don't you want to sit down?"
Ning Sangyu looked around and asked with a puzzled tone, "Is this my home? Why do I feel like the guest?"
"You seem a little restrained, so I'll have to guide you in speaking." Yue opened fire on Lila, "Don't be afraid of me."
Ning Sangyu sat on the stool, "I'm not afraid of you."
Yue Xiangli sat next to her and moved his hands at a moderate pace. "The internal structure of this pistol is different from the existing ones. I will disassemble and assemble it for you."
"Oh." She watched him dismantle and reassemble.
"Do you understand?" He tilted his head slightly and looked into her eyes.
"I understand." Ning Sangyu blinked to avoid his gaze, her heart beating a little faster, and nodded.
He looked at her seriously, with a smile and fondness in his eyes.
"How clever." The voice was smiling.
Ning Sangyu picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, "Why are you the same as my brother?"
He always praised her like this, but it felt different when he did so.
Yue Xiangli raised the corner of his lips, but did not respond to her words. He stretched out his hand to her, "The water should be cold. It's still spring. Don't drink cold water. I'll pour you some warm water."
He couldn't be like her brother, he didn't want to be her brother.
The water was indeed cold. Ning Sangyu handed him the cup upon hearing this.
Yue poured some water for Li, tested the temperature by touching the cup, and then handed the cup back to her. "Do you like to listen to opera? The troupe will be performing The Drunken Concubine in a few days."
"Do you want to invite me to a play?"
"Well, may I have the honor?"
"Okay." Ning Sangyu lowered her head and sipped her saliva.
Just talk, why do you have to look at her or just smile when you talk.
The more he looked at Li's flustered appearance, the softer his eyes became.
Very cute.
"Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry, but my brother hasn't come back yet."
As soon as Ning Sangyu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Yue Xiangli looked at her and asked, "I'll go open it?"
Ning Sangyu nodded.
Ji Huaimin was a little surprised to see Yue Xiangli, "When did Yue Xiangli come back?"
"About an hour or two ago." Yue Xiangli looked at Fang Chiheng beside him and nodded at him.
Along the way, Fang Chiheng also heard Ji Huaimin talk about Yue Xiangli, but he didn't seem to be disgusted at this time. "I'm Fang Chiheng, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, Yue Xiangli."
Ji Huaimin walked in carrying one of Fang Chiheng's boxes, leaving them behind.
Seeing Ning Sangyu holding a cup and looking at them, he put down the box, walked over and touched her head, "Are you hungry? I ordered food from the restaurant, and someone will deliver it in a while."
Ning Sangyu nodded.
Fang Chiheng came in and saw Ning Sangyu looking at him. He smiled sincerely and said, "You wouldn't know until you see her. Sangsang has grown so big in six years."
"Brother Chiheng." Ning Sangyu was quite familiar with Chiheng because they communicated frequently.
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