At a tourist attraction in Shidu, dozens of military tents were set up.
The children are so playful that they abandon the RV and sleep in a tent.
Yang Juncai is not that stupid. Everyone else sleeps in tents, but he prefers to sleep in an RV.
When he was marching and fighting in the past, he suffered a lot. Now that life is better, he has no intention of remembering the sweet and the bitter.
How comfortable it is to sleep in an RV.
It has air conditioning, a bathroom, and a Simmons bed. The key is that there are no mosquitoes inside.
This is a wild place, and there are so many mosquitoes. I don’t know how they can stand it.
The adults wanted to sleep in the RV, but they couldn't handle the fact that their children loved sleeping in tents, so they couldn't help but suffer the pain with them.
Early the next morning.
As soon as Yang Jun got up, he heard a sound of lamentation.
Adults and children alike were tickled.
The skin all over my body was covered in red bumps like those caused by mosquito bites. If I scratched it a little, it would immediately turn red.
Parents kept wiping their children with toilet water.
When Yang Jun saw this, he just smiled and walked to the edge of the forest.
Then open the door and let out the water.
This is good in the wild and can be solved at any time.
After draining the water, Yang Jun went straight to the river where he fished yesterday.
Looking at the fishing rod that was cut into two pieces, he sighed.
"I'm so excited."
Now that the fishing rod is gone, there is nothing to pass the time with.
After a while, I saw Yang Chengwu running over.
"Daddy, what are your plans today?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he turned back and glanced at him.
"What plans are none of your business?"
"If you don't go about your business, what's the point of following me around every day?"
When Yang Chengwu heard this, he immediately pretended to be unhappy.
"Daddy, what do you mean?"
"Your business is my business, and my business is to serve you well."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"Flattery."
"hey-hey."
Yang Chengwu laughed out loud after hearing this, licked his cheek and came to Yang Jun, and asked in a low voice,
"Daddy, what are your plans today? You can't go fishing and have a barbecue at the same time, right? That would be so boring?"
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I'm here to accompany the prince to study. I'm not interested in traveling. I still have to listen to your godmother and the others about how they arrange it."
"No, godfather."
"What good plans can my godmother and the others have? It's just fishing, picking mushrooms, digging mouse holes, etc. That's so boring."
"Oh, do you have plans?" Yang Jun raised his eyebrows.
When Yang Chengwu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Daddy, that's what I think."
"While everyone is here, do you think you could arrange a hunting trip?"
"hunt?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he pondered for a moment.
"The child is too young. Isn't it too dangerous to play with this?"
"Daddy, it's not dangerous."
Yang Chengwu changed his posture and continued: "Just imagine, what is the purpose of letting your children practice martial arts? Isn't it to cultivate their perseverance?"
"And given your current status, your children will also take over your class in the future. If they have never fired a gun and have seen the world, do you think they are qualified for this position?"
"As the saying goes, a dragon begets a dragon, and a phoenix begets a phoenix. Your child must not be a coward, right?"
After saying that, he looked at Yang Jun with a hopeful look.
Yang Jun heard this and thought for a moment.
Not to mention, what Xiaowu said still makes sense.
He had thought about this before, but he refused because the child was still young at the time.
Now the two sons of Yang Chengdao and Yang Chengcai are fourteen years old. They are no longer young. It is time for them to see the world.
Also, some of the other children are no longer young, and it’s time to educate them.
Think about it, the children in Yang Mei's family are not young anymore. They are all older than Yang Chengdao. There are also several children of Yang Anguo, Yang Anbang, Ma Juzi, etc., who are also seventeen or eighteen years old, and Guo Caochao.
Those children are not young either.
A child, no matter how painful it is, it cannot be treated like a flower in a greenhouse.
If that were the case, it would really be useless.
"What you said makes sense."
Yang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Let your brother Xiaojun prepare."
This time when we went out to play, the guards brought short guns. As for the long guns used for hunting, it was definitely not convenient to bring them.
"Godfather, I have already prepared it."
Yang Chengwu smiled and said: "How could you not bring a spear when you go out to play?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"How do I feel about falling into the hole you dug?"
"Hey, I would dig a hole for no one, but I wouldn't dare to dig a hole for you, godfather."
When Yang Jun heard this, his eyes widened.
"Don't be so playful and smiley, hurry up and get ready. We'll start after dinner."
"Okay, godfather."
Afterwards, Yang Jun returned to the camp to have breakfast.
While having breakfast, I heard the children complaining, and several of them clamored to go back and never suffer this pain again.
When Yang Jun heard this, he scolded him with a straight face.
If you can't bear even this little pain, get out of here as soon as possible.
After such a scolding, the children immediately became silent.
After eating, Yang Jun asked people to take the children to an open space.
The target has been set up there long ago.
There were several spears placed on the grass.
Before hunting, let the children learn to shoot guns first, otherwise there will be no actual combat.
Seeing that the children were all here, Yang Jun waved to Luo Xiaojun.
Luo Xiaojun picked up a long gun and was about to explain it to the children when he was suddenly snatched away by Yang Chengwu.
"Brother Xiaojun, let me come."
Luo Xiaojun heard this and looked at Yang Jun.
Seeing Yang Jun nod, he gave him the spear.
After getting the gun, Yang Chengwu seemed to be a changed person.
Click click click, a fierce operation like a tiger, which made those children envious.
"Children, I will teach you how to shoot today."
After that, I walked to the front and started explaining.
The principles of firearms, how to load them, how to fire them, etc.
Children are very interested in shooting guns, especially boys, who is not born to love playing with guns.
They gathered around Yang Chengwu, raising their heads and listening to the explanation attentively.
At this time, Yi Qiushui and the others walked up to Yang Jun.
"Old Yang..."
Yang Jun raised his hand to interrupt them.
"If you're talking about love, there's no need to talk about it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After finishing speaking, he continued: "My Yang Jun's seeds are definitely not flowers in the greenhouse."
When everyone heard this, their expressions were troubled.
However, seeing what Yang Jun said, no one dared to ask for mercy.
All this was within their expectations.
Naturally, the crops of the Lao Yang family cannot be the kind of flowers grown in a greenhouse that are protected from wind, frost, rain, and snow. In the future, they will all have to be independent, and the world they face is much more complicated than ordinary people.
The more this happens, the more their willpower needs to be sharpened.
"Hey, please keep an eye on me so that nothing happens." Yi Qiushui said with a bitter face.
Yang Jun: "What could happen?"
"Even if something happens, blame them for their bad luck."
"you……"
Without exception, Yang Jun received a wave of eyeballs.
"Just watch it."
After Yi Qiushui and the others finished speaking, they stopped talking.
"boom!"
Yang Chengwu deliberately fired a shot in order to let the children get started as soon as possible.
Hit the center of the target twenty meters away.
Yang Chengwu himself is a sharpshooter. When he was young, he could be said to have been fed bullets. This distance was naturally not a problem for him.
The target was prepared for children and was only 20 meters away.
"Okay, now you all have a shot."
All truths are empty talk, the best way is to let the children take a shot and experience it.
Yang Chengwu directly handed the gun to Yang Chengdao.
Without saying a word, Yang Chengdao clicked and operated as fiercely as a tiger, raised the gun and released it.
"boom!"
It missed the target.
When Yang Jun saw this, he went over and kicked him directly.
"What are you doing? Do you think you are a sharpshooter?"
You can’t even stand, but you still want to run?
"hey-hey."
Yang Chengdao scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Then he pulled the bolt again and aimed at the target ahead without moving.
This time he was serious and stared at the target without blinking.
If he hadn't kept shaking, he would have thought he had encountered a sharpshooter.
"boom!"
Everyone looked up again.
This time, I didn't miss the target and hit nine rings.
"Enlightenment, that's okay."
Yang Chengwu patted Yang Chengdao on the shoulder and said: "Much better than I was back then. I shot for a whole day and barely missed the target. You are lucky, you hit the target with the second shot."
When Yang Chengdao heard this, he scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
"Hey, don't even look at who I am. I'm the son of a sharpshooter."
After saying that, he smiled proudly at Yang Jun.
This guy praised himself a lot, and by the way, he also praised me a lot.
No matter what happened to Yang Jun, it was not easy to teach him a lesson at this time.
"Be humble."
Yang Jun said with a straight face: "You are still far away."
After saying that, he ignored him and left with his hands behind his back.
Then all the children started shooting.
For safety reasons, Luo Xiaojun asked the guards to personally teach him gun shooting techniques.
With guards around, children are much safer.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"..."
Then, a series of gunshots rang out.
Shooting guns is much more fun than playing games, especially boys, who scream with joy.
Some of the smaller children heard the gunshots and were frightened and cried instantly.
But seeing Yang Jun's stinky face, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shoot.
When the parents of those children saw their children shooting, they all stood back and watched in fear.
After seeing them achieve good results, my anxious heart immediately relaxed.
"Xiaojun."
Yang Jun waved to Luo Xiaojun.
"Uncle Master."
Luo Xiaojun ran over immediately.
"In this way, you let people go into the mountains to catch some prey, preferably alive, and bring it back so that the children can practice their courage."
"ah?"
Luo Xiaojun screamed when he heard this.
"Uncle Master, the child is too young, will it be too bloody?"
When Yang Jun heard this, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
"If you are even afraid of this, then you are not worthy to be my son, Yang Jun."
When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he couldn't help but worry about the children.
They deserve the misfortune that comes with such an old man.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
After saying that, he continued: "Uncle, hunting is no problem, but it seems a bit difficult to do it alive."
When Yang Jun heard this, he glared and said, "You don't know how to buy live animals."
"All right."
Luo Xiaojun shrugged after hearing this.
I originally thought of using this to make Yang Jun change his mind, but I didn't expect that he couldn't escape in the end.
"Hold on tight."
Seeing him dawdling, Yang Jun yelled.
"knew."
When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he shrank his neck in fright and trotted away immediately.
There were intermittent gunshots on the shooting range.
By this time, almost everyone had shot.
Once you get started, it doesn't feel that difficult.
Especially the boys, not only were they not afraid, but they were even more excited.
"Kaka."
Pull the bolt, raise your hand and release it.
He is so cool in pretending to be a gunsmith, he looks like a western cowboy.
"boom!"
As gunshots continued to be heard, the door to children's interests was completely opened.
"Kids, have fun, I'll make it a little more difficult for you later."
Yang Jun looked at these children with a smile.
At this time, Sun Xiaoguo, who was lying on the ground, turned around and said,
"Grandpa Yang, don't just talk but don't practice. It's boring to just shoot the target. Make it more difficult, hehe."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun walked up to him with his hands behind his back.
The guard who shot him asked the professor: "How many extra rings does he have?"
Hearing this, the guard suppressed a smile and said, "Well, five bullets, four missed the target, and one hit nine rings."
When Yang Jun heard this, he said to Sun Xiaoguo with a dark face: "That's it? You want me to give you a harder time?"
When Sun Xiaoguo heard this, he smiled sheepishly.
"Grandpa Yang, haven't I just gotten started?"
"I guarantee that if I fire ten more rounds, I will be able to get rid of all the missed shots."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "I hope you will do what you say."
After saying that, he left with a smile.
Arriving behind Yang Chengdao, Yang Jun stood there firmly.
After receiving Yang Jun's kick, Yang Chengdao became much calmer, and completely lost his sloppy behavior just now.
I saw him holding a long gun in both hands, squinting and staring at the target in front of him without moving.
"Aim with both eyes." Yang Jun roared.
When Yang Chengdao heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Yang Jun with doubtful eyes.
He couldn't understand why others were aiming with one eye, but when he came here he had two eyes open.
At this time, the guard beside him reminded: "A real sharpshooter never aims with his eyes, but with his feeling."
Yang Chengdao nodded vaguely understanding.
Seeing that Yang Jun and the guards had said so, he thought it must be right.
Then, he opened his eyes, adjusted his posture, and stared at the target in front of him without blinking.
Yang Jun saw this and nodded slightly.
He has no control over how others practice their guns. He only hopes that his son can become a true marksman.
Yang Chengdao is not only his eldest son, but also his future heir.
Yang Jun had high hopes for him.
He demands much more from this son than from other sons.
"Control your breathing and make the man and gun become one."
Yang Jun stood behind him and whispered: "When you find the feeling, don't hesitate to pull the trigger."
"boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, the gun rang out.
Yang Jun looked up and saw that he was on target.
"Huh!"
Everyone, including the guards, looked at this scene in surprise.
It's okay to say that you can hit the target if you aim with one eye, but it's really difficult to aim with both eyes open.
Especially a novice like Yang Chengdao who has just started is a miracle among miracles.
"Ha ha!"
Yang Chengdao didn't expect that he could hit the target, and he burst into laughter.
"Snapped!"
Before he could laugh, he received a slap on the back of his head.
"The tail is raised to the sky." Yang Jun roared.
When Yang Chengdao heard this, he stuck out his tongue, did not dare to say anything, and continued to aim the gun.
