After waking up from a nap, Chu Jiaqiang saw a villager with a bitter face and a big rooster with a weak rooster in his hand. I saw that there was not a handful of hair on the big's body here, not a handful there, and his head was injured, dipped in red blood. Looking closely, Chu Jiaqiang was also a little frightened, and one of the rooster's eyes was still blind.

"Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with your raw chicken? It looks miserable! Chu Jiaqiang asked in surprise. Many countryside chickens are not called roosters, but raw chickens. These chickens have not been castrated, the longer the chickens have not been castrated, the more they look like pheasants, and the color of their coats is so bright, people in the countryside say that these chickens are not ripe, so they are called raw chickens.

"Alas! This plague chicken ran to provoke the fourth family, you don't know that there are many chickens in the fourth family, but they are all aggressive chickens, and when I arrived, it became like this. It must be impossible to raise, so I quickly took it home and cut it to save trouble. The villager said fiercely.

Chu Jiaqiang laughed dumbly, the rooster is most afraid of them meeting, and it is easy to fight to the death because of some trivial things. But such a miserable one, Chu Jiaqiang is still rare.

Compared with the depression of this villager, those tourists are too enjoyable, with long guns and short cannons aimed at the fighting roosters, and there is a wren brother above his head who is desperately shouting cheers, which also exacerbates the development of the plot, which Chu Jiaqiang did not expect.

At this time, Mo Chou came back with Xiao Yezi, and his face was not as good as the villager just now. I saw that Xiao Yezi's clothes were full of dust, especially the palms of his hands, which were slightly red and swollen. The little guy was so obedient this time that he didn't say a word, and let his mother pull him back.

"What's wrong with Little Leaf?" Chu Jiaqiang felt a little strange.

Mo Chou reluctantly said the matter, and Chu Jiaqiang couldn't cry or laugh again. Get! The children in the city are being bullied by the children in the country. It turned out to be the fault of the paper-fighting public. Playing paper is a very popular game for country children. In the past, Chu Jiaqiang also participated, and he often slapped his palms red.

The paper man is actually a small piece of paper with a width of three centimeters and a height of five centimeters, with pictures on it, usually characters such as Journey to the West and Water Margin. This thing should be fifty cents and thirty sheets now, and the commissary has it. Children treat it as a treasure and are often a symbol of a child's wealth.

There are many ways to play this thing. To put it simply, it is to earn other people's paper money, and there is a certain shadow of gambling in it. There are usually three ways to play, according to the number of points.

The first is a paper to-to-one. It's a two-person game, and it's usually played by girls. Each of the two people holds one in their hands and holds it in their palms, facing outward. When you're ready. The palms of both men slapped together at the same time, then released. The two paper men fall to the ground, and if whose paper is face up, that is, whoever wins, can take the other party's paper as his own.

The second type is relatively large, and the number of people is not limited. Everyone discussed how much to come out at once, and then folded it neatly face up. Let's rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins can start first. Pat it with your own hand around the stack of papers, and blow the paper on the side by the wind generated by your own hand patting the ground, how much is the reverse side. It's your own.

This kind of play is the most painful, sometimes not only slapping a palm red, but also losing all your "wealth".

There is also a way to play with playing cards, which is the closest thing to gambling. It is equivalent to treating paper as money, and the way to play depends on how everyone will play. This is also the fastest way to lose money. Therefore, children who are not "full of money" will not accept this kind of play.

This time, some children from the city also came, and the little guys conspired to bully others and not play. Xiao Yezi is the most tragic of them, and he bought all the paper men with a few dollars of pocket money, more than 200 sheets. It stands to reason that you should be able to play for a long time. But I'm not familiar with it, and I don't have any skills, I just slap the ground hard, and it hurts, but it's just that I lose more and win less, or simply say that I haven't won much.

This little guy was also unconvinced, and immediately ran to ask Miao Huo and Mo Chou for money. Mo Chou looked at his appearance and taught the little guy a lesson on the spot. She didn't blame, but she felt sorry for the little guy who made him look like a little mud monkey, and he couldn't slap one palm.

As soon as Chu Jiaqiang saw Xiao Yezi's appearance, he knew that this little guy was definitely not convinced, and he thought about going back to "take revenge" for a while. This kind of mentality is also normal, and he himself used to have this mentality. And this game often has no concept of time to play, and sometimes it may even have to be eaten by various parents with whips to go back.

"Go wash your hands, Uncle Chu will help you rub it, and your hands won't hurt so much." Chu Jiaqiang said, looking at the thin skin and tender little hands of these guys, where are they the opponents of those old fritters in the village?

"Uncle Chu, can you play?" Xiao Yezi asked slyly, and peeked at his mother.

Chu Jiaqiang grabbed the little guy's little hand, pressed it on it, and transported some spiritual energy to help it reduce swelling and relieve pain. Hearing his words, Chu Jiaqiang smiled and said, "Of course it will, don't you think that kid in the countryside will?" Are those girls better than you? ”

Xiao Yezi suddenly became a little embarrassed, the truth is indeed like what Chu Jiaqiang said, those girls are not vegetarians, one is more ruthless than the other. It's just that he doesn't quite understand that he seems to be very powerful, but he still ended up fiasco. And some girls don't seem to contribute much, and the stack of paper is missing a third.

"Huh! Do you think this will solve the problem by brute force? When Chu Jiaqiang saw his confused look, he knew what he was thinking.

"Isn't it windy when it's filmed, so just turn it a little more?" Xiao Yezi asked.

"Yes and no. It's important to be windy, but you also need to be focused. When you shoot it, you can't spread your palms flat. That not only hurt your hands, but also dispersed the wind in all directions, which naturally had no effect. You can arch the palm of your hand slightly, open an air outlet in front, and when shooting, the air outlet is aimed at the front, so that the wind can be concentrated. Finally, look at the angle, and the power of each angle is different. ”

Chu Jiaqiang also intended to teach a few tricks, and he didn't know if Xiao Yezi could understand it. But looking at the way he listened carefully, he immediately remembered his past. In the past, my own group of children were like this, these sideways things were very attentive to learning, but they didn't pay much attention to school when they really went to class, and they always started counting down as soon as they started class.

Mo Chou looked at Chu Jiaqiang's appearance of their uncle and nephew, and he couldn't laugh or cry. I just didn't let Xiao Yezi play this cruel game to himself, so I dragged him back. Chu Jiaqiang is good, but instead teaches him how to do it.

Chu Jiaqiang saw Mo Chou's face, and also understood what she was thinking, so he couldn't help but say, "Sister-in-law, children!" You have to go crazy, such a childhood will be unforgettable, what's the point of being too bland? As long as there is no danger, let them go! ”

Mo Chou listened to it and pondered.