Chapter 108 Repairing the Kite
Liu Cheng'an didn't say much after hearing this. Opium is Siming's bottom line. Whoever touches it will die. It can only be said that Hu Yongli is stupid and blinded by interests.
"It's quite interesting, though. Why would he send these boxes to the hospital if he knew they contained opium?"
"This is also what I can't understand. Logically, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing." Si Ming didn't think that Hu Yongli was stupid.
Si Tian thought of someone, the person who gave Adjutant Qi a note last time.
If this person was the one who did it, then it would make sense.
But there is also a more serious question: is this person an enemy or a friend?
Hiding in the dark and not showing up may seem like helping them, but it may not be.
Si Ming also thought of this person, exchanged glances with Si Tian, and said nothing more.
"Could it be that Madam Hu had someone do it after she found out?" Liu Cheng'an thought that Madam Hu hated Hu Yongli so much, how could she let him have an easy time.
"That's also possible. Hu Youlin is just a chess piece of hers after all. She may not be able to bear it and wants to save him but also want to kill Hu Yongli." Si Tian continued with his words.
Liu Chengan nodded: "That makes sense. Why is there opium in the medicine box?"
"But does Chen Lin really not know, or is he pretending not to know?" He looked at the two of them.
"Whether he really doesn't know or is pretending not to know, I will have someone keep an eye on him recently." Siming already had a plan in mind.
"What are you going to do with the Hu family's shop? Let me tell you, I'm completely exhausted. Even working like a beast of burden requires time to rest."
Liu Cheng'an first blocked the two people's way.
"Don't worry, we won't ask you to take over. You just need to take care of the commercial shipping. We plan to rent out the other shops." Siming leaned casually on the back of the sofa.
"Commercial shipping is not easy either. I have never been exposed to it before. I need to learn about it first. Don't look for me during this period of time." After saying this, Liu Cheng'an stood up and left the small living room.
Siming didn't plan to go out today, so he stayed at home to play with the children and even found a few kite skeletons from the utility room.
Juanjuan squatted beside him, looking at the thing in his hand with curiosity: "Dad, what is this!"
"This is the skeleton of a kite." Liu Yueya picked up a severely damaged skeleton on the ground and looked at it.
"What is a kite?" Juanjuan's little head was full of question marks.
Si Jinchen only watched others let it go, but he himself had never tried it: "Something that can fly into the sky."
"Can it fly like a bird?" Juanjuan's pretty eyes widened.
"Yes, it can fly very high." Ma Yang nodded.
"Xiaoyang, have you ever flown a kite before?" Siming looked at him.
"Let him go. He could make kites when my father was alive, but they weren't this beautiful. They were just simple fart curtains." Ma Yang scratched his head embarrassedly.
Juanjuan held up the skeleton of a kite and asked, "Dad, can it still fly?"
"It can't fly now. It needs to be repaired before it can fly." Siming was not sure whether the kite could still fly after it was repaired.
"Dad, let's fix it!" Juanjuan turned and looked at him.
"Okay, I'll go find some tools to try." Siming got up and went to find some paper.
There is only rice paper at home now, but it can be used to mend kites.
He took a few children with him to clean up the remaining paper on the kite frame.
Juanjuan looked at the white rice paper and said, "Dad, can I draw on it?"
"Sure! If Juanjuan wants to paint, just take the paintbrush and paint. But don't damage the rice paper, otherwise the kite won't be able to fly." Siming looked at her who was eager to try with the rice paper.
"Okay!" Juanjuan pulled Si Jinchen to the study to get a paintbrush.
Ma Yang and Siming were cleaning the rice paper on the skeleton, while Liu Yueya ran to paint with the two children.
"I don't know how many years this kite has been flying. Even if you repair it, it may not be able to fly." Old Lady Si walked over and took a look.
"Let's give it a try. I'm just sitting around doing nothing." Siming was unsure either.
He could buy a new one, but since he rarely stays home with his kids, it would be fun to make it himself.
Juanjuan lay on the ground, took out a paintbrush and started painting on the rice paper.
Liu Yueya and Si Jinchen were also drawing at the side, and the three children were each drawing their own.
Madam Si looked at Juanjuan's painting. This girl's painting was still so abstract. Was it a cloud? Or a flower?
"Grandma, do you think the sheep drawn by Juanjuan are pretty?" Juanjuan picked up his drawing paper and showed it to her.
Madam Si looked at the clumps of things on the drawing paper and said something against her will: "It looks good."
Liu Yueya turned her head to take a look, and after a moment of hesitation, she nodded: "It's quite similar."
"Juanjuan draws really well." Si Jinchen agreed with a smile.
Si Ming took a look, then looked at Old Madam Si. As expected, in the children's world, it is always the adults who get hurt.
Juanjuan smiled even more happily, picked up the paintbrush and continued painting.
After finishing a painting, the skeleton of the kite was also cleaned.
Siming took Juanjuan's painting, gestured for a moment, and then carefully glued the paper to the frame with glue.
Juanjuan squatted next to him the whole time, without taking her eyes off him.
Mrs. Si also came over to help stick the remaining paper on the kite's frame.
The four kites are shaped like a butterfly, a fart curtain, seven stars and an octagon.
The shape is not very special, but it is very suitable for children to play.
Siming tied the kite string and looked at the weather outside today, not knowing whether he could fly the kite.
"Let's try outside."
Juanjuan carefully held the Pilian kite and followed Siming, fearing that she would accidentally break the kite she had just made.
Siming walked out of the hall and stretched out his hand to feel the wind today.
As a result, there was not a trace of wind, so it would be difficult to fly the kite.
"There's no wind today, so I'm afraid the kite won't be able to fly."
Juanjuan was not disappointed, she looked up at Siming and said, "Dad, what kind of wind can fly the kite?"
This season is not suitable for flying kites. People will shiver with cold when the wind blows.
"It's a little stronger than a breeze, but if it's too strong, I'm afraid people will get cold. Why don't we wait until spring, when there's still wind and we won't get cold."
Siming didn't want to spoil the child's fun, but he was more afraid that the child would get sick.
"If I catch a cold, do I have to take bitter medicine?" Juanjuan asked hurriedly.
"Yes, you have to take medicine when you are sick." Si Ming touched her little face which was a little cold.
"Then Juanjuan doesn't fly the kite now. Dad, please put the kite away." Juanjuan handed the kite to Siming without hesitation.
Siming took the kite from her hand with a smile: "Juanjuan and her brothers and sisters go to the living room to play. Daddy puts away the kite."
As he spoke, he put the kites from the children into the storage room.
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