Eleven-year-old Huang Han relied entirely on luck to shoot slingshots, but the summer vacation in fifth grade was completely different. He was somewhat accurate at shooting sparrows and cicadas. At his most productive, he could shoot more than a dozen sparrows in one afternoon.

Find the slingshot and repair it, then replace the aging rubber bands. I'll give it a try after school tomorrow afternoon. I guess I'll gain something.

Huang Han tempted Liu Xiaoming and said: "The important thing is participation. Playing with a slingshot is more exciting and makes you look more manly. Can you just say whether you want to go or not?"

"Go, of course you have to go. The question is, can you guarantee that you won't be left behind by the teacher tomorrow?"

"Screw you, I will get out of school on time from now on, and I will be waiting in front of my house at 4:15 tomorrow afternoon. See you there or not."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm not afraid of the teacher. There were times when my name was written down by the students on duty but my name was not left behind. Later, no one put me on the blacklist, haha." Liu Xiaoming said with a proud look on his face.

It's true. Liu Xiaoming's head teacher is a bachelor. He often goes to the city government guest house cafeteria to eat. He is an acquaintance of Liu's father. He always gets a few extra slices of meat when making meat dishes, so he is looked upon with special eyes.

Liu Xiaoming saw that Huang Han refused to play with "Jiao Jiao Er" and did not pull him hard, so he found someone again. There were many children these days, and most of them were outside after school. It was too easy to gather three or five boys.

Only then did Huang Han remember that he had half a steamed bun in his pocket, took it out, broke off half of it, and put it towards his sister's mouth.

White-flour steamed buns are only made during the Chinese New Year and are not available for daily use. The Huang Daozhou family is even less likely to spend money or food stamps to buy them.

Huang Xin didn't open her mouth but asked: "Where does this steamed bun come from?"

Huang Han said truthfully: "My classmate Cheng Wenge gave it to me!"

"Why did he give you steamed buns?"

"Because I told a story that he really liked to hear."

Huang Xin had already seen Huang Han's amazing performance just now, so she didn't ask any more questions at this time and said: "I'm not hungry, you can eat it yourself!"

"What a liar, you are already hungry and your stomach is growling. You can eat half of this, and I will give the other half to my mother. She must be hungry too.

Hehe, I'm sure I can get more delicious things tomorrow."

Huang Yan, who didn't need to go to school, ran off to have fun somewhere. He might have been playing house with a few little girls of the same age. Otherwise, when he saw his brothers and sisters sitting together, he would definitely move a small stool and sit next to him to join in the fun.

Huang Han brought the remaining steamed buns to Zhang Fangfen and made sure to watch her eat it.

To be honest, it was already afternoon, and Huang Xin and Zhang Fangfen were both hungry. It was just a little bit of steamed buns, but they were not willing to give in. They all ate them happily.

Zhang Fangfen was as busy as ever. She was still sewing clothes stitch by stitch. When she ate steamed buns with Huang Han's hand, she didn't put down her work.

Huang Han had the arduous task of making some meaty food for this family, and he had to make preparations in advance.

He immediately went to rummage in a broken drawer under the bed. Fortunately, his performance just now shocked Huang Xin, and he heard Huang Han say that he had completed his homework at school.

Otherwise, she would never let Huang Han repair the slingshot. She would have forced Huang Han to do his homework.

In the end, Huang Xin gritted her teeth and contributed eight rubber bands that she had just bought, which she used to tie her braids. They cost three for one cent and ten for three cents.

Buying three cents at a time can get you an extra rubber band. Originally, Huang Xin took one cent to go to the grocery store affiliated with the Sugar, Tobacco and Liquor Company, but when she saw this "big discount", she ran home and reported it to her mother.

This fact.

Zhang Fangfen thought that Huang Xin had a plan and would definitely make a living in the future, so she immediately invested an additional two cents. As a result, Huang Xin owned ten braided rubber bands, and now she still has eight brand new ones.

The final result is that Huang Han possesses a slingshot, a powerful weapon for killing little sparrows.

Face is earned by oneself. If Huang Han hadn't performed well today and wanted to share a steamed bun with his sister and mother, Huang Xin would never have believed Huang Han's lies.

Huang Han found that the frame of his slingshot was relatively hard, and the leather used to cover the pebbles was not rotten. However, one of the rubber bands was broken, and the other three were old and might break if pulled hard.

He didn't know that Huang Xin had another rubber band, and wanted to ask for the two strands she used to tie her braids, because she didn't need the rubber bands to replace them with hair ties, and the cloth strips were a little more troublesome, but she could use the same braids.

Huang Xin asked and understood Huang Han's purpose. Although she didn't believe that Huang Han could hunt down a few sparrows and go home for speculation, she still harbored fantasies. Due to Huang Han's amazing performance, she decisively put all her wealth into "stud".

There is a long way to go! In order to prevent returning empty-handed, Huang Han went to practice by the river some 20 meters away behind the house while it was still dark.

After hitting dozens of pebbles, I finally found the feel. It's just a pity that sparrows like to gather together in the evening and chirp in the small woods to the north of the stadium. Basically, you can't see a few here.

It was getting dark gradually, and Huang Han was worried about stepping on poop, so he didn't dare to wander around the river anymore and return home.

At this time, Huang Daozhou had already returned home from get off work. He was lucky enough to borrow a bicycle today, so he rode home a quarter of an hour early.

These days, bicycles are one of the most important things to have, and they cannot be borrowed casually. Of course, it is impossible for Huang Daozhou to borrow a bicycle from anyone if he is a straight-backed person.

The bicycle he rode back was collective property, and it was the bus of the briquette factory. However, there were many people in the factory and the bus was busy, so the chance of Zodiac Zhou borrowing it was very small.

As soon as Huang Xin saw Huang Daozhou, she immediately told Huang Han's amazing performance, and then asked: "Dad, are boys very smart, and once they become enlightened, they can have a photographic memory?"

Huang Daozhou is almost fifty years old. Of course he doesn't believe it. He has a photographic memory and always hears people mentioning him. He is a legendary child prodigy who has never been seen alive.

Even so, Huang Xin's words still made him feel relieved.

He said: "Where did Huang Han go? Is he beating up 'Jiao Jiao'er' outside again? We'll know if we call him back and ask him."

Huang Xin said: "Huang Han didn't go to fight 'Jiao Jiao'er' today. He said he was worried about getting his clothes dirty, so he went to the river with his slingshot to practice his aim. I'll go find him right now."

Just as Huang Xin was about to go out, Huang Han strolled into the house. When he saw Huang Daozhou, he immediately smiled and said, "Dad is off work, thank you for your hard work."

This tone was obviously different from before. Huang Daozhou couldn't adapt to it for a while and was stunned.

Huang Han said again: "I remember that you want to drink a little wine in the evening, I will get you a glass of wine."

At this time, Huang Qian also jumped back home with his meal in hand, still reciting the multiplication table taught by Huang Xin.

Huang Daozhou said happily: "I want to drink a little. I am happy today. I will be even happier if you really wake up."

"Haha, I really got the idea. If it's true, it will not only make you happy today, but also make you and your whole family happy every day in the future."

Huang Han's mental age is only a few years younger than that of Huang Daozhou, and his knowledge should be a few blocks ahead of him. The future is the information age, how can the knowledge he possesses be comparable to that of people in this era?

Of course he didn't have the awe of his childhood when he spoke. However, although Huang Daozhou felt something was wrong, he still couldn't explain it.

Zhang Fangfen, who was busy in the kitchen, fried a large bowl of snails and brought a plate of tofu to the small low table where she was eating. She said cheerfully: "Huang Han is sensible now. He just picks the fruit and talks about it. His clothes also look very clean."

She was originally going to say that Huang Han was very filial and that his classmate gave him a steamed bun and deliberately saved it and brought it back to share with her, but when she saw the little girl, she shut up decisively.
Chapter completed!