"Don't cry, child. What we have done is not enough to make up for what we owe you over the years. Grandma will compensate you in the future." Wang Xiu'e wiped Jiang Yuxin's tears, her kind face full of heartache.
Qin Han looked at his mother who was surrounded by happiness and felt truly happy for her.
That’s great, this is the atmosphere a family should have.
"Little brother, come on, I'll take you to shoot birds with a slingshot!" Qin Han was sitting on the sofa, watching this touching scene.
His sleeve was pulled by a boy who was five or six years older than him, and was looking at him with his big round eyes.
Qin Han remembered that his uncle once said that when his son grew up, he would take him to rob bird nests and catch fish and shrimps in the water. However, he was already over two years old and he still didn't get to wait for that day. He was indeed a good hand at coaxing children.
Since he didn't take the bird's nest himself, he would use a slingshot to shoot it, so he got up and went with his great-aunt's grandson.
"Zheng'er, take good care of your brother." As he still had to make lunch, Jiang Dahe did not stay in the room all the time. He came out early to continue plucking the chicken feathers.
"I got it, grandpa!" Luo Zheng's voice rang out from outside the yard.
Since this was a military district family compound, there were often soldiers patrolling nearby, so Jiang Dahe felt safe letting them go out and play.
Seeing that the children had gone out to play, Lin Wanru and her sister-in-law went to the kitchen to busy themselves. Jiang Yutong knew that her grandmother had a lot to say to her sister, so she also went to the kitchen to help.
Jiang Yimin and Luo Cheng sat on the sofa and discussed some national affairs.
Wang Xiu'e's scalp tingled when she heard this: "It's New Year's Day and you're still talking about this. If you tell anyone, I, an old woman, don't want to hear it. Don't interrupt my chat with Xin'er!"
So Jiang Yimin and Luo Cheng moved stools and sat in the yard to discuss the topic. Jiang Dahe had been retired for many years and was no longer interested in this topic.
He likes to plant flowers and plants when he has nothing to do. In his opinion, national affairs are the business of young people like them, and he is too old to care even if he wants to.
Seeing that his son and son-in-law were bored, he remembered that there was still an old duck that had not been dealt with, so he asked them to deal with it.
As for Jiang Jiabo, when his father and the others came out, he also followed them out, and then walked out of the yard to look for his little nephew.
These two guys, if they don’t want to catch a bird themselves, aren’t they dreaming?
Today, he has to show off his magical powers in front of the two boys.
Otherwise, this kid Han'er always seemed to look at me with a hint of disdain.
Is this because he is disgusted with his uncle's incompetence? No, I have to prove myself today.
After searching outside for a long time, I finally found the three children standing under a big tree.
I saw Luo Zheng holding a slingshot and shooting at a bird on another tree.
If there was no accident, it would happen. The small stone in the slingshot went off target and scared the bird on the tree away.
Luo Zheng immediately showed an annoyed expression: "I hit it too fast just now, otherwise I would definitely have hit it."
However, Qin Han knew that he would not be able to hit it even if he hit it slowly.
But children still need to be praised, so he immediately said: "Come on, Brother Luo Zheng, you can definitely do it."
"Hey little brat, how can you play with a slingshot!
Come and give me the slingshot, and I'll shoot for you!" Jiang Jiabo walked over and stretched out his hand for the slingshot.
So Luo Cheng gave him the slingshot, but his expression was full of doubt.
Being questioned by a child was a naked humiliation for Jiang Jiabo.
He played with slingshots a lot when he was a kid. He couldn't hit the target every time, but his success rate was at least over 80 percent.
Although he hasn't touched this thing for seven or eight years, he believes in his skills.
He picked up a stone from the ground, found the bird standing on another branch, and took aim.
The three children looked at his imposing appearance and thought he was very powerful.
As a result, I fired several times in a row, but didn't even knock down the bird's feathers.
The bird seemed to know that he couldn't hit it, and it didn't even move, and even cried twice in a mocking manner.
This made Jiang Jiabo very angry. He didn't believe it anymore, so he found a bigger stone, but the result was the same, he still missed the target.
Luo Zheng even pointed at his face unceremoniously: "Uncle, shame on you!"
Question: The aunt’s grandson calls the male protagonist “uncle”, but should he be calling him “cousin”?
"Don't be so rude. It's not that I can't hit the target, it's just that this slingshot is not easy to use!" Jiabo found a good excuse for himself.
But Luo Zheng was just young, not stupid, so he didn't believe his nonsense.
"Uncle, give me the slingshot!" Qin Han had never played with a slingshot before, and thought, is this thing that difficult?
"Han'er, if you miss the target, don't cry. It's normal for you to miss the target as a child!" Jiang Jiabo said as he gave the slingshot to Qin Han.
Qin Han also picked up a small stone and aimed at the bird.
He did not use his spiritual power this time. For him, it was just a matter of shooting a bird, so there was no need to use his spiritual power.
Under the gaze of the three people, the stone in Qin Han's slingshot flew out immediately.
The bird didn't even have time to let out a scream before it fell straight to the ground without a sound.
"Wow, Brother Han'er, you are awesome!" Luo Zheng quickly picked up the bird from the ground and looked at Qin Han with admiration.
Jiang Jiabo stood there in amazement. He had just seen everything. How could Han'er be so powerful?
Later, Qin Han hit two more birds and suddenly felt bored. He could hit them at random. What was the fun in it?
Jiang Jiabo was so stimulated by his nephew that the blood in his body was flowing backwards. He just couldn't believe that he would lose to a little kid.
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