Chapter 116 Worshiping the Kitchen God
Madam Si knows as much about guns as Si Ming does. After all, things were not peaceful when she followed the old governor.
Now, seeing several children making models with cardboard makes her feel proud and sad.
These children are only a few years old, but they have to face things beyond their age.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Juanjuan stretched out her little hand and touched her face.
Madam Si suppressed the emotion on her face and said, "It's okay. Let's go eat first. If the food gets cold, Aunt Wu will have to heat it up again."
Several children packed up their things and prepared to do it after dinner.
After waking up from their nap, they started tinkering with cardboard and kraft paper again.
When Si Ming came back in the afternoon, he was still wondering why he didn't hear the voices of the children at home. After asking, he found out that they were in the room.
When he entered, he saw three children sitting on the carpet doing something. He walked over and sat next to them: "What are you doing?"
"Dad, my brother is making a gun!" Juanjuan moved his little butt and leaned towards him.
Siming took the thing they had pasted together and asked, "Is this a gun butt?"
"Yeah." Si Jinchen glanced at what he was holding in his hand and nodded.
Siming picked up the other parts that were placed together. They were made in the same way as the real ones, except that the materials were changed to cardboard and kraft paper.
"How did you come up with the idea of making a gun out of cardboard and brown paper?"
"Juanjuan said so, so we thought of giving it a try. If it succeeds, it can be considered a model." Si Jinchen looked at Juanjuan who was sitting aside playing with cardboard.
Siming picked up some parts and started to assemble the gun with a few children. If there were some parts that were not right, he would help to modify them.
"Hey! Why aren't you all asleep yet?" When Si Tian came back, he found that the house was still brightly lit.
During this time of day, although the lights at home are on, not so many are on.
When he came back, he saw a group of people still in the hall, sewing something.
Madam Si looked up at the clock on the wall. It showed that it was already ten o'clock in the evening. "Why is it so late? I have to go and get the three children to go to bed."
"Juanjuan, Achen and Xiaoyang haven't gone to bed yet?" Si Tian was also a little surprised. Usually, the three children would have gone to bed at this time.
"No, he was tinkering with something in the room where the guns were kept. Your eldest brother came back and went in and never came out. I forgot to check the time." Mrs. Si said as she was about to get up.
"Mom, I'll just go and take a look. You guys don't have to work so hard. Go to bed early." After saying that, Si Tian walked towards the room.
"Brother, what are you doing? It's so late and you haven't rested yet." Si Tian walked in and saw them sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Siming turned slightly to look at him: "I forgot about time while making models with Achen and the others."
"Model, what model?" Si Tian walked over to them and sat cross-legged on the carpet.
Only when he got closer did he see that they had made the gun out of cardboard and brown paper. It wasn't completely finished yet, but he could make out some shape.
Looking at the guns on the shelf, he was surprised that none of them matched this appearance.
"I've never seen this gun before!"
"This is a drawing that Achen made himself. We don't have a way to make it yet, so the kids thought of using cardboard and kraft paper."
"I also want to see if I can do it. I've been with them until now and I even forgot to check the time."
Si Tian picked up the partially assembled gun and said, "This gun is a little special."
"Second uncle, this is the blueprint." Si Jinchen handed the blueprint to him.
Si Tian took the drawing and started looking at it. The style of the painting was rather immature, but one could see some of their ideas.
He reached out and took the finished bullets. He had to admit, these kids were really smart.
How did you come up with such a weird design?
Juanjuan yawned loudly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
Si Tian was about to ask, but then he remembered the purpose of coming here: "Let's stop here for today, you should go to bed."
"It's time to go to bed. It's very late." Si Ming picked up Juanjuan and took her out to hand her over to Bai Qiao.
Bai Qiao took her to brush her teeth and wash her face, and waited until she fell asleep before quietly leaving the room.
Madam Si asked everyone to go and rest and do the rest tomorrow.
Seeing that her two sons were still in the room they had been in before, she walked towards where they were and asked, "Are you two planning on staying up all night here?"
"Mom, we are just curious and want to see what these children have made." Siming looked at her with a smile.
Madam Si walked over to them and sat down: "I want to see if the gun this child made can be used!"
"I really can't hide anything from you." Si Tian flattered him in a servile manner.
Madam Si rolled her eyes at him and turned to look at Si Ming: "If this gun can be used, do you plan to find someone to make it?"
"It's a bit difficult. There is no one in Beiyang City who knows this. I'm afraid it will take some time to find him." Siming looked at the half-cost model in his hand.
He was looking forward to the surprises these children would bring him after they created their products, which might be something he could not even imagine.
"Take your time and rest early. You've been busy all day." Old Madam Si patted their shoulders, stood up and went back to her room.
Juanjuan was curled up in the quilt, holding her bunny doll in her arms, her little face was rosy and looked very cute.
I don’t know if this girl was dreaming about delicious food, her little mouth was still smacking and there was a smile at the corner of her lips.
Old Madam Si got on the bed gently and pulled the quilt over her. She always felt at ease watching the girl sleep.
In the blink of an eye, it was the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Wu Ma was going to worship the Kitchen God.
The children had never seen her before, so they followed her like little tails, wherever she went, they followed.
There were a few times when Wu Ma almost stepped on some children. She turned around and looked at the little ancestors behind her and said, "Stand away from me, or I will step on you."
Juanjuan and the others stood a little further away obediently, stretching their little heads to watch attentively.
Mother Wu cleaned the stove thoroughly and replaced the statue of the Kitchen God with a new one.
Malt sugar, cakes, fruits, wine, rice and other delicious foods are placed in front of the Kitchen God statue.
Beans and straw were also placed on the side, which were feed for the Kitchen God's mount.
"Kitchen God, I hope you can speak well of good things to the gods and bring good fortune back to the palace."
After she finished speaking, she lit three incense sticks and also lit the gold ingots and candles.
"Grandma, is the Kitchen God going back?" Juanjuan asked, holding Madam Si's hand.
"He is going to heaven to report and will be back when it's over." Old Lady Si smiled and touched her head.
"The Kitchen God will speak well of us. He is the best person. We will treat him to some candy." Juanjuan pointed at the candy on the altar with a smile.
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