"Playing is fine, but keep a safe distance from each other and don't get into a chaotic mess. Wrap one end of each of your sticks with a piece of cloth."
Professor Wen looked at the children but ultimately didn't say they couldn't play.
"good!"
They were all very happy to hear that they weren't allowed to throw away the sticks.
Yang Yufen brought the glass back and assembled it in a few quick steps. These things are easy to break, but the logistics department had prepared quite a lot, so there was no need to bother cutting them. The size was just right.
"Grandma, do we have any cloth at home?"
Da Bao couldn't wait to speak.
What do you need the cloth for?
Yang Yufen looked down at Dabao, who was hugging her leg.
Grandma said that once it's wrapped up, it can be played with.
Da Bao pointed to his Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff).
Yang Yufen looked over and saw that everyone was staring at her expectantly.
"Let me look for it."
Yang Yufen remembered that she had prepared swaddle blankets and other similar items for her two children before, but they were moved after the move.
When a bag of scraps of cloth was taken out, a group of children gathered around to look at it.
Hu Zhenghao was very excited when he saw a piece of yellow cloth.
"I want this color! Just like the one on TV!"
"I want one too! I want one too!"
The children excitedly began rummaging through the items, but unfortunately, they found only scraps of cloth and not many to choose from.
"Waaaaah! Grandma, I want one too!"
Da Bao was slow with his hands but quick with his mouth, and pounced on Yang Yufen.
Yang Yufen frowned slightly. Erbao didn't say anything, but his expression was also expectant.
"Don't use scraps of cloth anymore. Grandma will wrap them up with hemp rope, paint them, and let them dry. They'll all look the same."
“Using paint is not good. I have some dye. I’ll have Zhenghao get it and we can use the dye to coat it.”
Professor Wen then spoke.
"I know where it is! I'll go get it right now."
Hu Zhenghao immediately ran out excitedly.
Yang Yufen found the hemp rope. It was a bit thick, so she cut off a section and separated the four strands of the hemp rope into smaller strands, which was just right.
To prevent the hemp rope from slipping off the bamboo stick, Yang Yufen used a knife to create a spiral pattern for slip resistance, then wrapped the two ends of the bamboo together and scraped the middle part slightly to ensure there were no burrs.
Hu Zhenghao ran fast and brought the dye. Yang Yufen had already wrapped both ends of the four bamboo sticks.
Professor Wen used dye to color the surface of the hemp rope, placed it next to the radiator, and it dried completely in no time.
Wow! It's beautiful!
The four children squatted by the radiator, each guarding their own golden cudgel, waiting for one end to dry before they could color the other.
Although it can't stretch and contract like the ones on TV, it has already made the children very happy.
Once the dye was completely dry, the children couldn't wait to take it out and show it off.
Wow! Your golden cudgel is so beautiful!
The children in the courtyard gathered together, and among the boys, nine out of ten were holding sticks; even the firewood sticks from their homes weren't spared.
At first, everyone was comparing whose golden cudgel was the straightest, until Hu Zhenghao and his group appeared. Their colors immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all gathered around.
"My grandma and maternal grandma made these for us! Aren't they beautiful!"
Da Bao was incredibly proud, and Hu Zhenghao and the others also straightened their chests. Hu Zhenghao even twirled his staff and imitated Sun Wukong's moon-gazing gesture.
Wow! That's amazing!
A gasp of surprise rippled through the room.
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