said that he was going to find a new skirt for Xiao Yun'er, but in a short time, he would definitely not be able to take it out.

I don't know where to look for it yet, but even if I find it, I have to rub it clean with laundry detergent and dry it before I can bring it to her.

In short, Jing Yuan first measured her height, there was no tape measure, she would use a straw rope, measure from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, and then cut out the traces with a knife, and the length of the rope in the middle of the traces was her height, estimated to be about one meter four and less than one meter five.

Sanwei was also measured a little in the same way, her figure was very slender, and she couldn't find too wide clothes.

After taking the measurements, Kyungwon accompanied her to read comic books, and in the process, tried to teach her to read.

He remembers that when he was a child, he learned pinyin first, and then he learned radicals.

Learning to read and write is a long process, and it is about the fifth or sixth grade of primary school that you can say that you can learn most of the common Chinese characters without dyslexia.

He didn't have much time to teach her, so he corresponded the words that appeared in the comic book with the actual things in turn.

For example, when the book mentions the word "sun", he first refers to the word "sun", and then to the sun in the sky.

Xiao Yun'er's learning ability and comprehension ability are indeed very strong, and she can quickly understand that the character "sun" represents the glowing sphere in the sky.

When Kyungwon points to the sun, she glances up at the fireball in the sky.

Writing is not difficult for her, but to be precise, she is not "writing" words, but "drawing" words, those vines hold the pen, like a printer, the fonts on the comic book, almost 100% of the gap.

In one afternoon, Kyungwon had already taught her a lot of things, such as "clouds", "skirts", "hair", "hands", "shoes".... There are probably more than 20 words.

But she can't put these words into complete sentences, she just aligns these "symbols" with actual objects.

During this period, there were also some jokes, such as when Kyungwon taught her "shoes", referring to her own military shoes, which she quickly learned.

But she equated the general word "shoes" with Jingyuan's military shoes, and it took Jingyuan a lot of effort to straighten out her thinking and make her understand that everything she wears on her feet is uniformly called shoes.

The whole teaching process is quite interesting, after all, his student is a cute little girl, who doesn't cry or make trouble, and is very smart.

It's a pity that happy times are always short-lived, and in the blink of an eye, it's getting dark again.

Jing Yuan said goodbye to Xiao Yun'er in a drawing and told her that he would come back to see her in three days, extending the interval between the next meeting to two days.

She didn't react much, as if she understood that Kyungwon would only play with her for a short time during a certain day.

Kyungwon waved goodbye to her and left Shunxiang Supermarket.

That night, he did not return to the southern suburbs.

Xiaobai's dog food and water are enough to survive tonight, and when he is hungry, he will naturally go to find dog food to eat, and the bag of dog food that has been opened is placed next to the wall, and a big bowl of water poured for it in the morning is enough for it to drink for several days.

When he goes out in the morning, he sets up a kennel, he is a very smart puppy, he doesn't run around, as long as he doesn't go out, Kyungwon has nothing to worry about.

However, the main reason why he stayed in the city center was because of those mutated weavers.

Knowing that such a dangerous flock of birds existed near his house, he was always a little nervous, afraid that on the way back, he would bump into a flock of weavers who had gone out to hunt.

If he doesn't kill the mutant weaver, he won't be able to sleep well.

So, tonight he started trying his hand at making bows and arrows.

I thought it would be a fairly easy thing to do, but after the actual operation, I realized that it was not what he thought at all.

The shape of the bow and arrow was well made, and he cut down a thick curved branch, trimmed the details and shape with an eggplant knife and knife, and carved grooves on the edges of the ends of the branches.

It looks a lot like a bow, missing only a bowstring.

It was very laborious to sawn off a piece of snake tendon, straighten it, and get stuck in the grooves at the ends of the wooden bow, and he felt that he was a genius, and it took only a few dozen minutes to make a bow.

Arrows are not difficult to make, just sharpen and straighten the branches.

Anyway, his purpose is to set fire, as long as the arrow can fly to its destination smoothly with flames and incendiary agents, there is no need to pierce the body of the prey.

Quasi-head or something, there's no need to care too much, the crooked neck tree won't stand up to run a marathon, the goal is so conspicuous, it's just about the same.

Before the sun had set, he had already prepared ten arrows, and a rudimentary wooden bow.

He happily tried his arrows in the community, holding the bow arm in his hand, taking the arrow and winding it, accompanied by a tooth-aching click, the wooden bow was deformed, and the tension could be felt.

Let go of his hand, the wooden arrow flew out quickly, but the distance of the arrow was not satisfactory, only a few dozen meters, he threw it with his hand, it was more than a few tens of meters, and only shot four or five times, the bow arm was broken, and the quality was worrying.

Undeterred, he found thicker and heavier timber – he had broken the load-bearing pillars of a small wooden pavilion in the neighborhood.

He slashed at the wooden pillar with a broad axe, and with his extraordinary strength and stiff eggplant knife, he sharpened a large bow more than a meter long.

However, the problem is that the new big bow is not as good as the small bow made before.

The quality of the bowstring is very good, and the snake tendons of the mutant python are so tough that even if he uses both hands and feet, he can't tear it off, but the wood of the big bow is too hard to provide a little elasticity at all, and the result of pulling the bow hard is just to break the big bow.

Only then did he understand that the bow and arrow are not slingshots, and the slingshot can provide elastic power with rubber bands, but the elastic power of the bow and arrow actually comes from the bow arm.

If you want to shoot high and far, you need a good quality, elastic bow arm.

This is really ideal and plump, and the reality is very skinny.

All of a sudden, I went around a dead end, where to engage in elastic materials?

Just as I was sitting on a pile of waste wood and worrying, I suddenly caught a glimpse of those abandoned cars in the community.

An idea popped into my head, is it okay to make a bow out of metal?

But... It definitely won't work with ordinary steel bars, and if that thing is twisted, it won't be able to change back.

He came to the car and circled around it, taking a closer look.

If I were to take this car apart, which part of it would be the most resilient?

He thinks it should be near the chassis, because cars are all about shock absorption, and to do shock absorption, you need springs and other things.

He squatted down and continued to circle around the car, and saw the shock-absorbing springs in the car bearings, but the shape of these springs must not be used to make bows and arrows.

But it reminded him of another thing – leaf springs near the bearings of trucks.

His eldest brother-in-law was pulling the truck, and his eldest brother-in-law practiced his A2 driver's license at that time, and he followed to see it, and remembered that the eldest brother-in-law told him that the truck was very uncomfortable to drive, because of the use of leaf springs.

He didn't remember it very well, he just followed it that day because he was bored, he didn't have much interest in the truck, and the reason why he had an impression of this was only because the ass sitting in the co-pilot that day was very uncomfortable.

People will always remember some uncomfortable and embarrassing memories, he remembers that he did a very childish thing that day, kicked the leaf spring of the van like a relieving anger, of course, it was his foot that was injured, and he was laughed at by his eldest brother-in-law.

He still remembers the curved reeds stacked on top of each other.

That thing seems to be the shock-absorbing part of the truck, judging from the shape, it is quite suitable for making a bow arm, but it seems to be a little too bulky to use as a bow, so it is better to put it down horizontally... Doesn't this become a crossbow?

Good guys, it turns out that the bow and crossbow are such a difference.

He thought about it and decided that a crossbow would be more suitable, because he didn't need to run with a bow and shoot at the same time, he just needed to shoot far enough and high enough.

You should make a heavy crossbow, find a cover and hide far away, and go crazy at the nest of the mutant weaver finch.

Yes, that's it!