"Get to work and stop thinking about all that nonsense, or my uncle and aunt will scold you to death if they find out."
Don't be fooled by the fact that it's an air gun; it's not cheap. In the eyes of the older generation, spending money on a toy is simply asking for trouble.
Wang Jianshe was just envious and wanted to find someone to vent his frustration.
His family wasn't well-off; his older brother wasn't married yet, and he had several younger brothers and sisters.
His father and brother were both ordinary workers with low wages, so their family must have been struggling financially.
If you really asked him to spend money to buy an air gun, he would be willing, but his parents and brother wouldn't allow it.
And so, everyone obediently went back to shovel the saplings, and no one mentioned the air gun again.
On their way home from work in the evening, Sun Yunpeng and his friends didn't walk properly. Instead, they wandered into the woods and caused trouble, occasionally aiming at the trees.
Several tree chickens were startled and flapped their wings, scattering into the air.
Sun Yunpeng was holding a gun, so he raised the muzzle, aimed at the flying tree chicken, and fired a shot.
Unfortunately, they didn't hit it at all; the tree pheasant flew away right under their noses.
"What bad luck, I missed again."
As Sun Yunpeng watched the tree chicken fly away, he couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.
Sheng Xiping and his group were watching from not far away. Seeing this, Sheng Xiping called out to Wang Jianshe and the others, and then gestured towards Sun Yunpeng and his group.
"I told you that thing was useless, didn't I?"
Upon hearing this, Gao Haining, Wang Jianshe, and the others burst out laughing.
"The key is that the people aren't good enough; even the best gun is useless without them," Wang Jianshe laughed.
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