Holding the paper tube is very simple, a bamboo tube the size of a finger, and a straight wooden stick that can pass through the bamboo tube.

Seeing that Su Qinghe was busy, Guaiguai stopped playing with the two little civet cats. He stood with Su Xiaoting and looked at Su Qinghe's hands curiously, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Make a fun little toy for you and your sister to play with!" Su Qinghe didn't even raise his head. Su Xiaoting not only borrowed a machete, but also a hand saw. She probably told Su Mingguang to make a paper tube, and Su Mingguang knew it.

I needed a hand saw, so I asked her to bring it too.

When she heard that it was a fun little toy, she became happy. Although her father always bullied her and she could always take revenge, she still liked to play with her father the most. He would not forbid her to eat delicious food and would also play fun games.

for her to play with.

To use Bai Zhi’s words to describe the relationship between the father and daughter, they love and kill each other.

After a short while, Su Qinghe made two paper towel tubes. He took out a pack of paper towels from his pocket, took out one and wetted it with water, then tore off a small piece, kneaded it into a ball, and stuffed it into the bamboo tube.

Then use a repaired wooden stick to poke the paper ball into the bamboo tube. With a "pop" sound, the paper ball spurts out from the other side of the bamboo tube.

"This is a paper tube." Su Xiaoting thought it was magical. A bamboo tube and a wooden stick could shoot out "bullets" like a gun.

"Yes, strictly speaking, this is called a paper tube. When I was a child, I could only use wet paper towels to make bullets, so it is called a paper tube. You can also find some fruits of the right size or other suitable small things to make bullets."<

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Su Qinghe gave the holding tube that he had just tested to Su Xiaoting. In fact, the most accurate name should be the holding tube. No matter what is used as a bullet, playing with the holding tube is collectively called playing with the holding tube.

Then, he specifically reminded: "But no matter what you use as a bullet, don't hit people. The power of the gun is not small. Hitting someone at close range is still quite painful, especially when your

Bullets are small, hard things like wild fruits."

Speaking of this, Su Qinghe burst into tears. He didn't know how many times he was scolded by the old man for holding his mouth when he was a child. It's strange that he can play with toy guns and other things, but he can't hold his mouth. He scolded him every time.

.Fortunately, the tube is small and easy to hide. He always plays with it secretly outside, and when he comes home, he sticks it in his waist and restrains it with his pants.

There is no way, the trouser pockets are not that deep and cannot be hidden.

At that time, the adults in the village had the same attitude towards the holding tube, so when Su Qinghe thought about it, he was not surprised that Su Xiaoting had never seen this thing before. They might have forgotten the existence of the holding tube.

Seeing Su Qinghe give a holding tube to Su Xiaoting, she obediently leaned against Su Qinghe, stood on tiptoes and reached up, aiming for the holding tube in Su Qinghe's hand.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy, and me"

"I know, I won't forget you." Su Qinghe comforted Guaiguai, squatted down and held Guaiguai in his arms, teaching her how to hold the tube.

"Don't let me play by myself." Obediently, she is still the same as before. Regardless of whether she knows it or not, she pretends to know everything and refuses to be taught by Su Qinghe.

Let’s see what she can do every day...

Su Qinghe could only let go and watched as Guaiguai randomly stuffed the paper ball into the bamboo tube. He held a small wooden stick in his right hand and poked it randomly. The operation was very skillful, but he failed to poke the paper ball in.

"You said you could!" Su Qinghe mocked, "You can't do such a simple action!"

She smiled awkwardly to cover up her embarrassment and said, "Dad, please teach me."

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, you can't pretend to understand, you know?" Su Qinghe took the opportunity to educate Guaiguai before teaching him step by step. It doesn't matter whether Guaiguai understands or not. The key is that he has taught him before he can ridicule him again.

When he behaves, he is invincible.

Guaiguai had no intention of listening to Su Qinghe's education at this time. She didn't know what Su Qinghe was talking about, and she didn't know that Su Qinghe had already made plans for the long term. She was only interested in holding back the tube now.

Su Qinghe deliberately made Guaiguai's holding tube shorter, but Guaiguai was still too small. Although his hand strength was strong, it was not much stronger. Su Qinghe held Guaiguai's hand twice and called Guaiguai twice, and Guaiguai finally learned it.

The third time she operated independently, holding the paper ball out. Although the distance was very close, and the paper ball was soft, there was almost no sound at the moment of holding it out, but if it could be pushed out, it would be considered a success, so what kind of bicycle is needed?<

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Guaiguai immediately cheered, congratulating her on her first successful attempt at holding the tube independently.

On the other side, Su Xiaoting had already used the sour rice seeds as bullets. By coincidence, the bamboo cut by Su Qinghe could just fit the sour rice seeds she had picked into it.

Guaiguai was about to show off to Su Xiaoting, but when he turned around to look at it, he couldn't stop laughing. Compared with the distance the gun can travel in Su Xiaoting's hand, and the power, Guaiguai compared it and realized that he was still too scumbag.

, can’t take it.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not her fault. Look, the barrel in her sister's hand is so long, and the bullets are still sour. In short, she has countless reasons to excuse herself.

So she asked Su Xiaoting for wild fruits. Su Xiaoting looked at Su Qinghe hesitantly. Su Qinghe nodded lightly, and with this force, let alone hitting anyone, a bite from an ant would be worse than being hit by a bullet she had suppressed.

It hurts more.

Guaiguai, who was equipped with weapons and ammunition, was very proud. She rolled her eyes and ran happily to find the two little civets. She had no intention of targeting the two little civets. After all, they were all her good friends.

, of course she would not shoot at a good friend.

She just went to show off to her good friends. There were only three of them here, and she couldn't compete with them. She could only show off her power in front of animals.

So when the wild fruits she had suppressed fell softly to the ground and became the food for the two little civets, she thought she had found the right and interesting way to play. She once again transformed into a humanoid feeding machine, so that the two little civets could no longer eat.

No more “imported” wild fruits.

After a while, obediently scattered all the wild fruits on the ground, and told the two little civets in a regretful tone, "Meow meow, my hands are tired. You can eat it by yourself."

It was getting late, and Su Qinghe took the two little ones home. When passing by Su Mingguang's house, he returned the machete and hand saw.

After returning home, Guaiguai showed off his skills to the old lady, Bai Zhi and the others. Regardless of the fact that his little fat hands were still tired, he performed for them on the spot.

"This is fun!" Bai Zhi complimented and wanted to take the holding tube over.

Obediently, she gave the holding tube to Bai Zhi and said enthusiastically: "Mom, let me teach you."

Bai Zhi knew how to play such a simple method at a glance, but when she saw Guai Guai was so sincere, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she nodded. Guai Guai immediately imitated Su Qinghe's example of teaching her step by step, and leaned in Bai Zhi's arms to teach Bai Zhi step by step.

Bai Zhi had been watching for a while, but now that she was teaching her, she got started immediately. She was so happy that she shouted happily: "Mom is super, super, awesome, and I am super, super, awesome, too"

In other words, Bai Zhi learned well, and her good teacher also taught well. Otherwise, she would have taught her mother how to hold back in one go.

Su Xiaoting suddenly slapped her thigh, looking annoyed.

"Sister, we were in the Bamboo Root Forest just now. We should use the gun to hit the big cock!"
Chapter completed!