"Hehe..." Qi Hui was extremely happy when he saw this, "Old Fu, are you looking down on it?"
Ever since he heard Mr. Liang calling Mr. Fu "Old Fu", he found it quite interesting and started calling him "Old Fu" again and again.
"What is this?" Mr. Fu quickly returned the ball to him, wiped his sweat and asked, "It's so heavy, so small, and heavier than a shot put."
"Uncle Fu, this ball is so powerful, it can contain typhoons." Little Baozi said happily, "This way we no longer have to be afraid of typhoons."
"puff……"
Everyone is happy. Who believes this? They are just making up fairy tales!
"Really, really!" Little Baozi trusted and supported his master, "If you don't believe me, come with us!"
Qi Hui was going to take them upstairs to do experiments, so he had a bunch of small carrot heads on the back of his butt, and a bunch of big carrot heads on the back of the small carrot heads...
Partly out of curiosity, and partly out of pure fun, everyone followed Qi Hui to the rooftop terrace.
This is the time when the storm is blowing hard.
The skylight on the roof was pitter-pattered by huge raindrops. If I hadn't checked everything before, I would have been worried that the window would fall off due to the rain.
Not only was the rain heavy, but the wind was also fierce, and the whistling wind made the whole building roar.
The moment the terrace door opened, the wind and the rain poured in. Strangely enough, when Qi Hui raised the metal ball in his hand, the wind seemed to have really subsided. The rain lost its thrust and no longer poured in sideways.
, at most a little slanted.
When Xu Suizhu saw this, he couldn't help but want to hold his forehead: It's a dead bird! I told him repeatedly to keep his mouth shut, but I forgot to tell him to keep a low profile!
How can you hide it now?
Lu Chixiao shook her hand comfortingly and whispered: "Don't worry, let's see what he does first. Since he dares to take it out, he should be fully prepared..."
However, Qi Hui didn't have any countermeasures. He was too busy showing off his abilities to the children, and had already forgotten Mr. Lu's numerous instructions.
He proved to the children that the energy of the universe can be stored. Even if it is such a small ball, the amount of energy that can be stored is unimaginable.
"As for how to release it, it depends on how you want to use it! I plan to install it on a small submarine."
When they heard that he could build a submarine, except for the little bun who knew about it, the other children all had expressions of envy and admiration on their faces.
After finishing his show off, Second Young Master Xingyu suddenly remembered what Lu Chixiao had repeatedly told him: a dead bird!
He immediately looked at Mr. Lu for help.
"Go downstairs first! Hold the ball firmly for me, don't make a hole in the floor of my house again."
"Oh!" Qi Hui hurriedly carried the ball downstairs and pulled the little bun on him, "Let's go! I'll make a submarine for you!"
"Wow! Build a submarine!"
The children cheered and trotted downstairs with him to the tool room.
The adults were still a bit unable to react.
Unlike children, they think that a typhoon can really be absorbed by a seemingly ordinary ball. In their perception, this is impossible!
"What's going on? Is that true just now? Or did that guy do a magic trick to tease us?" Mr. Fu walked up to Lu Chixiao and asked in confusion, "Or am I dazzled and delusional? The wind seems to be really weak.
few."
"Maybe it's a coincidence!" Mr. Liang looked outside and said, "The wind has dropped slightly at the moment."
"I think about it, how can the wind be contained? Rainwater also needs to be contained in buckets. How can such a small ball contain the wind?" Mr. Fu got funnier the more he thought about it, "We are really stupid, then.
The guy ran away after he lied to us, and we foolishly put this discussion aside..."
Young Master Liang stretched out and felt a little hungry: "Sister-in-law, are you making something delicious today?"
Xu Suizhu and Baozi Daddy looked at each other with a look that only each other could understand: Is this going to be over without them having to smooth things over?
It’s funny to think about it.
He pursed his lips and smiled and said: "What do you want to eat? I still have half a chicken, why don't you cook noodles? Do you want three delicacies soup noodles or shredded chicken cold noodles?"
“Cold noodles!”
Everyone was still unsatisfied with the cold noodles with shredded chicken and vine pepper that they had last night, so they all chose to eat this.
Xu Suizhu went to the kitchen to work.
Lu Chixiao wanted to follow and help, but Lin Yujuan and Xu Fen got the first step: "Brother Xiao, take a rest, let's go help my sister-in-law!"
There are three women in one drama, and no matter where they are, these three women can talk passionately, and they often talk about women's topics regardless of his presence, and even if they follow him, he won't be able to interrupt, so they help the mother of the child to talk about some topics.
After finishing the physical work, Mr. Fu and others dragged him to the living room.
The children were still standing in the tool room watching Qi Hui tinkering with the small submarine.
"I bet he must have worked in a navigation-related unit before. He could even build submarines. How capable he is!" Mr. Fu clicked his tongue.
"Isn't it a small submarine for Xiaoyu to play with? Maybe it's the kind of plastic submarine that can move forward a few meters with a few steps..." Young Master Liang guessed.
"You think you are an inflatable duck playing in the swimming pool, a white swan? You still move forward by stepping on your feet..." Mr. Fu almost spit out his tea, "We are engineers. No matter how small the submarine we build, it still has to be able to go into the deep sea."
Right? Otherwise, why not call it a motorboat or a submarine?"
Young Master Liang shrugged: "How do I know? I'm just guessing. It can't be a serious submarine anyway."
"It's probably impossible to tell the truth, but since I dare say it's a submarine, I should be able to dive and play in the diving area..."
"What's there to guess about? We'll know when little Gong Zao comes out." Mrs. Lu came over with two fruit platters, one for them, and the other for Lu Chixiao to send to Qi Hui and the children in the tool room.
eat.
Lu Chixiao happened to also want to see how aliens built submarines in a home where they had nothing to do. Without saying anything, he took the fruit plate and went to the tool room.
I haven't seen him come back since I left.
Mr. Fu was puzzled: "Brother Xiao, why did you go so long? What's the point of staying in the tool room? It's small, there are many children, it's stuffy and noisy..."
Having said that, the two of them grabbed a handful of melon seeds and walked slowly to the tool room.
"What are you doing here?"
Mr. Fu asked as he pushed open the door of the tool room.
"Wow! It's so cool inside? Is there an air conditioner installed?" Mr. Fu felt a refreshing chill as soon as he walked in. He subconsciously looked up at the corner and saw that there was no air conditioner installed. Even the lucky fan in the corner was not turned on. The doors and windows were the same as those in the living room.
They're all closed tightly, so why is it so cool? It's cooler than the living room with the ceiling fan whirring.
"Because Master has released the typhoon that came in little by little! So it's very cool, right?" Little Baozi said with a smile, and when he was done, he even did a tiger leap on the spot, which was very comfortable!
Mr. Fu rolled his eyes: "You kid, just make fun of me!"
"If you don't believe me, throw me down!" Little Baozi made a face at him, returned to Qi Hui's side, and handed over the tools diligently.
When Mr. Fu saw Qi Hui immersed in tinkering with something, but he couldn't tell that it was the submarine he was talking about, he couldn't help but joke: "Xiao Gong, can we ride on the submarine once it's built?"
"Okay!" Qi Hui replied without raising his head.
"Is it a submarine that can dive to the bottom of the sea?" Young Master Liang asked.
"Of course!" Qi Hui took the time to glance at it, as if he was looking at someone mentally retarded, "Otherwise, what would you call a submarine?"
Young Master Liang choked and snorted: "Then we'll wait! If you can't sit back, your reputation as Engineer Gong will be compromised, you know?"
"Don't worry! Although it's a small submarine for cubs to play with, it can accommodate two or three people without any problem." Qi Hui still looked confident.
Mr. Liang didn't believe it and pulled Mr. Fu to bite his ears: "I won't believe it even to death. A submarine can be built in such an environment."
Mr. Fu couldn't help but remind him: "Don't add the prefix 'beat you to death', right? Be careful of getting slapped in the face again."
Young Master Liang said disapprovingly: "It's absolutely impossible this time!"
Lu Chixiao, who was quietly watching Qi Hui's operations, heard the conversation between the two and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. He wanted to ask Mr. Liang: Has the swelling on the face that was beaten last time gone? Does it no longer hurt? Why do you always have such a bad memory?
Woolen cloth?
After all, it is better not to say too much, otherwise you may be the one who is embarrassed.
But Young Master Liang didn't realize this. He walked around Qi Hui, who was busy working on things, thinking there was something interesting about it, "Let's go, let's go, it's so boring here!" He dragged Mr. Fu back to the living room to eat melon seeds.
, I chatted with the old man who was closing the mahjong stall.
It's really boring, because it's not like an energy ball, which can be made in less than half a day. Although the small submarine is small, the sparrow has all the internal organs. Qi Hui took out a lot of precious materials from his brother's private laboratory.
It is impossible to complete this project within a day and a half even if it is stored in the upgraded instrument base machine.
He told the children at the beginning: It would be great if we can make the movement today. The external parts will take at least two or three days to complete one by one. Finally, it will take another half a day and a day to assemble the various parts, and then it can be launched into the water for trial sea trials.
So he planned to complete the ship as a gift for his nephew in a week.
It is still in the movement stage, which is inevitably boring. Unexpectedly, the children are quite patient and stay with him all the time, asking some interesting questions from time to time. Qi Hui answers everything he knows and scratches what he doesn’t know.
The head said: "I can't explain this question clearly. I'll tell you when I understand it later!"
Worried that the children would be bored, he assigned some very simple operations to the children to complete.
Xiao Baozi and Youyou were in a group, and Coco and Cuicui were in a group. They competed to see who could finish the task faster.
Qi Hui rewards them with a smart bean for each part they complete.
After tasting the sweetness, the little guy is full of energy.
On the contrary, it was Mr. Fu and the others who came over from time to time and asked, "How was it done?" They looked even more bored than the children.
In a flash, the typhoon passed by, the rain passed and the sky cleared, and the small submarine took shape.
Little Baozi looked at Qi Hui and asked: "Master, how long will it take before we can launch a sea trial?"
"Almost." Qi Hui was assembling the internal modules and responded without raising his head after hearing the words.
"How long will it take soon?"
"..."
This problem may not be solved until the submarine is completely built.