Lamei also came. finally had an opportunity to get together with Wang Xiaohua and the children, and she didn't want to miss it.

As long as Lamei is there, Zheng Cunliang will definitely come. And he's a greedy **. I heard that the white-haired grandmother gave cornmeal again and asked her to take care of the food of the whole team of Team 11. Mother Qu Xijing came to help Lamei's godmother again, and came to find Lamei at noon. Lamei was not there, and was kept by Wang Xiaohua for a meal.

"Let's throw mud cannons, it's so boring to sit like this. Zheng Cunliang suggested.

"Yes, the game will be a mud cannon!" everyone responded enthusiastically.

So, one of them brought a handful of mud and threw a mud cannon under the big willow tree.

As the name suggests, the mud cannon is a mud cannon made of mud, and the mud cannon is not a cannon, there is no shadow of a cannon, just a sound.

The mud cannon looked like a flat-bottomed mud bowl, and the mud bowl was thrown the ground, and with a crisp firecracker-like sound, the mud cannon also scattered and blossomed, and the mud cannon was broken.

If there is a sound, it will explode, and the louder the noise, the larger the area of the explosion, and the mud cannon is the most successful. The country kids playing with mud cannons are more than this loud and exploding area.

If the sound explodes only an eye at the bottom of the mud bowl, a second-class mud cannon, and the sound is small or no sound is just a lump of mud, then the craft should be an apprentice.

Each person holds a piece of mud in his hand and kneades it, and when the mud is ripe and energetic, he begins to shape the cannon. Some are like flat-bottomed bowls, and some are like nests. It is generally round, but there are also square ones.

Zheng Cunliang is ingenious, like his mother making dumplings, rubbing the mud into a long strip, coiling it up, like a snake, and then pinching them together to form a hollow cylinder.

Then make a cake with mud, cover it on the top of the barrel, and smear a little water on the front side, when the mud cake (shrapnel) flies, it is more lethal and louder. will collapse the onlookers' faces are muddy, and that's called enjoyable.

The competition began, and the children came one by one. When falling, put the flat-bottomed mud bowl downwards and hit the flat ground hard.

The sound of the mud cannon also depends on the technique and strength of the fall, and the so-called force should meet the requirements of ruthlessness, accuracy and fierceness, and it is best to use all the strength to eat milk.

In the sound of "ping-pong" mud cannons, the children cheered and jumped, and no one cared about the mud splashing on their bodies and clothes.

Throwing mud cannon is a repetitive process, after this cannon competition, everyone will quickly pick up the torn mud, re-knead and knead, pinch the new mud cannon and then re-compare the sound and explosion.

Under the big willow tree, the mud cannon sound of "horn" sounded from time to time, and the mud that rushed up flew all over the sky, falling everywhere on people's bodies, and they became real mud monkeys one by one!

This side patronized the game and threw mud cannons, but neglected his duties. When Lamei remembered and looked up. There are two ducks in the billet field, swaggering in it.

This is a pit pond, and people nearby are close to the water and get the moon first, and often buy a few ducks to put in it. The reason why we look at blanks is mainly to look at them.

"Oh no, the duck has entered the billet field!" Lamei exclaimed, and all the children stopped their movements and looked at the billet field.

Wang Xiaohua and Wang Xiaoling were red-eyed when they saw the duck, and they quickly ran around the bay towards the billet field.

The big willow tree is on the edge of the pond, very close to the billet field, you can see the whole picture of the billet field at a glance, and it is also the best place to see the billet field.

But there is a small inlet in the middle, and you can't go straight through. It's a long way to go around, not to mention that when you get there, the ducks will definitely run, and you don't know how much mud you have to step on!

The next consequences were already imaginable. I couldn't take much care of it, and when people's eyes were looking at the billet field, I dodged into the space passage and went straight from the inlet.

Space is immaterial, and Lamei is also immaterial inside and out, and can directly pass through any object, walking on water as if walking on the ground, stepping on mud, and leaving no traces.

Lamei stretched out her hand to catch the duck in the space passage, then walked out of the billet field in the space passage, put the duck into the water of the pit pond, and then came from the pit pond to the big willow tree and flashed out, and looked at the billet field according to the big willow tree.

Before Wang Xiaohua and Wang Xiaoling ran to the billet field, the duck was gone. All the children saw it too.

With amazement, everyone carefully smoothed out the mud that had been trampled by the ducks and restored them to their original state, and then they talked about the scene on the edge of the billet field.

Lamei also rushed over, and when she saw that people were talking about it, she smiled and said, "Don't you see, it was the white-haired grandmother who flew over and caught the duck and threw it into the pit." ”

"Did you see that?" asked Wang Xiaohua.

"Well, when I was about to run this way, I suddenly saw the white-haired grandmother coming, and knew that the white-haired grandmother would definitely take care of it, so I stood there and didn't move. Didn't just rush over. ”

"Did you really see the white-haired grandmother?" Zheng Cunliang further confirmed.

Lamei gave him a blank look: "Who is talking to you? If you don't explain, why did the duck disappear all of a sudden?

Zheng Cunliang scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I mean we are so many people together, why is it that only you can see it, and none of us can see it?"

Wang Xiaohua took over the conversation and said: "Then it goes without saying, Lamei is the person covered by the white-haired grandmother, she can ask for something for the white-haired grandmother, and naturally she can see herself." If you can see, you'll be covered by a white-haired grandmother!"

"Because Lamei is stupid, the white-haired grandmother is covering her!" said a little girl of four or five years old, with her mouth cocked.

Lamei is dumbfounded!

Tong Yan Wuji, it seems that this "stupid" word really can't get rid of!

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"Lamei, do you still have any blanks on your team?"

When it was completely dark and the adults called the children home, Zheng Cunliang said with a lot of interest.

"Why, haven't you had enough?" said Lamei sneering at him.

Zheng Cunliang smiled "hehe": "I think it's very enjoyable to fall into the mud cannon, it's very exciting to watch the billet field, I really want to do it again!"

Lamei: "You have to take off the blank to play with the mud cannon, the yellow mud in the pit is not the same as falling?"

Zheng Cunliang: "I mean that if you have food to eat, you can eat enough, so you have the strength to fall." Drink gruel and eat starch wotou, who still has the strength to play this.

Hearing Zheng Cunliang say this, looking at the neatly discharged rows and rows of water-drenched blanks, Lamei couldn't help but think in her heart: There is a lot of strength in people, and more than 500 catties of cornmeal can get out of the adobe of the east and west wings and a circle of courtyard walls.

If another 500 catties of cornmeal were taken out, and people could also help Wang Changshui's family take off the blank and build up the north house, Wang Changshui's family would be able to move into the courtyard of the second lame man, which would alleviate the housing of Wang Li's family.