Chapter 420

He put the rubber band on the ground and looked around at the ground to see if there were any suitable branches.

Soon he found a thicker one that looked strong.

Beiming Mo looked at the pheasant again. He was still cooing and pecking at the food under the tree.

He did not dare to neglect, and quickly tied the two ends of the rubber band to the two ends of the branch.

After a while, a simple catapult was made.

Yang Yang hides behind Bei Ming Mo and looks at his whole process of making a catapult. But for Yang Yang, he didn't know what the rubber band was for.

In this era, rubber bands have long been replaced by toy air guns.

The reason why Beiming Mo can do this is that he learned from the workers when he was a child in fanggu's farmhouse.

Not only that, but also he has developed the ability to hit a hundred times.

At that time, in the summer, he would take his own catapult to the fields not far away.

There are always sparrows to look after.

A group of three or two, a dozen or so.

He just sprinkles a little rice on the open space, and then ambushes behind the haystack on the edge of the open space.

We'll get some soon.

Then he picked up the catapult, clamped a small stone and aimed a little. As soon as I let go, a sparrow must be killed on the spot.

***

in more than half an hour, little Beiming Mo can put on more than a dozen with ropes and take them back to fanggu's farm.

Then we simply deal with it together with the workers, put on a fire, roast the sparrow on the fire with iron stick, and sprinkle some salt and pepper during the baking process.

More than ten minutes later, a bunch of roasted sparrows were ready.

*

Yang Yang didn't expect that, as a dead bird father, he usually looks indifferent and cold about everything.

It was an eye opener for him today.

Beiming Mo clenched the handle of the catapult in one hand, picked up a small stone from the ground in the other hand, and put it on the rubber band.

Then close one eye, aiming at the pheasant, gently pull the rubber band back.

See the time is ripe, and then pull the rubber band of a loose hand.

"Poof..."

The sound of the slingshot was not loud, and the pheasant died in an instant without being aware of it.

Seeing that the pheasant was hit, Yang Yang couldn't restrain his excitement, and he didn't care whether he moved or not.

"Yo ho..." Yangyang cheered and ran over.

Beiming Mo looks down at his own catapult and picks his eyebrows. It seems that after so many years, this skill is not wasted at all.

"Look, Dad Yang Yang stands beside the pheasant, reaches out his hand to lift the foot of the pheasant, and shakes it to the North Ming ink.

"Well, put this pheasant in a bag and take it back together. Your mother will be surprised to see it. " Beiming Mo also rarely smiles.

Yangyang, this is to see the father's hidden ability, more or less some worship him. But just a little bit.

Put the pheasant into the bag, Yang Yang quickly ran to Beiming ink face, reached out and pointed to the catapult in his hand and asked: "Dad, what's this? How can you shoot like a gun? "

Beiming Mo took a catapult and shook it in front of Yangyang's eyes: "it's called catapult, which I used to play when I was a child. It's similar to the toy gun you used to play with. But this is the ancestor of the toy gun. "

"Oh Yangyang suddenly realized that he had heard other students mention it, but he had never seen it.

"Dad, can I have this..." Yangyang finally couldn't help asking.

He is the same as Cheng Cheng, who dares to ask Beiming Mo what he wants. Basically, they take whatever dad gives them.

Beiming Mo nodded and beat a pheasant, and Yangyang was more obedient than he thought. He was very happy: "OK, here you are. But you can't fight everywhere, you hear me Then he handed the catapult to Yangyang.

Yang Yang reaches for it. It's like a treasure. It's more exciting than giving him a video game.

Beiming Mo looked down at his watch. It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't expect time to pass so fast.

He patted Yang Yang on the shoulder and said, "well, it's time for us to go back."

Yang Yang responded obediently.

Beiming Mo took out the compass, set the position, and then began to go back with Yangyang.

In the woods, a father and son came back with a full load, and Cheng Cheng's harvest by the river was not bad.

After Tang Tianze instructed him, he saw the fish take the bait at first, but he was a little too hasty. When he lifted the rod, the fish were all gone.

Because fish have a habit, that is, at the beginning, they will huff and puff their food twice.

Later, after he failed several times, he also found some rules. Later, the more he fished, the better.***

Cheng Cheng has mastered the skill of fishing. The fish in the bucket at his feet range from one to two. After a few hours, he has five big fish.

Gu Huan gently stroked his head with a smile.

This afternoon, people sleeping in tents were awakened by Tang Tianze less than half an hour after beimingmo took Yangyang.

Each of them frowned and carried his toolbox. They took the children to walk in and out of the woods symbolically. Or they made the fishing rod according to the fishermen. They threw the hook into the water without even putting any bait. It was like Jiang Taigong fishing.

They knew in their hearts that it was a parent-child activity anyway. It seemed very serious on the surface. As long as they had done enough, no matter whether they had gained or not, the school would never let them starve at that time.

Of course, Tang Tianze also understood what these people were thinking. Looking at their bored appearance, he could not help shaking his head.

I really don't know how much significance there is for such parent-child activities to go on like this.

He walked along the river, focusing on a few serious attitude of the family, they have some harvest.

When he came to Gu Huan and Cheng Cheng, he saw that there were several fish in the bucket beside Cheng Cheng.

"Ha ha, Cheng Cheng is really good. If you don't say it, others will think you are a good fisherman. " Tang Tianze's praise for him is not the superficial praise like coaxing children, but the praise from the heart.

But when he praises Cheng Cheng, he can't help sighing. Why does such a smart child come from Beiming Mo.

"Noton, you flatter me." Gu Huan said, looking down at the table, it was already late.

She began to worry. She saw that the sun was going to set, but she didn't see Beiming Mo and Yangyang coming out of the woods.

It's not the father and son who have an accident. She really has a bad feeling.

Gu Huan anxiously looked at Tang Tianze: "noton, it's late now, but Yangyang and his father haven't come back. I'm worried that something may have happened to them. Would you like to send two people to look for it? "

Although Tang Tianze didn't want anything to happen to Yangyang, and he liked Yangyang better, so he was congenial.

But as for Beiming Mo, he didn't want anything to happen. It's not because of anything else. The grudge between them has not been solved yet. How can they let him disappear so cheaply.

Tang Tianze looked down at his watch, frowned and thought, "well, it's late. I'll go back to make arrangements and send two people to meet them. Don't worry too much, Miss Gu. Maybe they are on their way back. I think since Mr. Beiming is in charge of such a large enterprise as Beiming group, he must have a lot of excellences. "

Gu Huan, listening to Tang Tianze's words, felt more or less at ease. "I hope so."

Tang Tianze turned and went to his tent.

Soon, he sent two people, with some simple rescue equipment, to the woods.

At this time, Liuzhi local tyrant came out of the woods with his son.

"Well, where are you going?" Liuzhi asked the two men.

One of them replied, "there is a father and son who have not come out of it yet. Let's go in and look for them. By the way, did you see them when you came out? "

***

as soon as Liuzhi local tyrant heard about it, the father and son who are probably missing are the ones who bet with them.

He couldn't help but smile contemptuously, shrug his shoulders and said to them, "we didn't see them. Maybe they lost their way, or they didn't dare to show up for fear of losing after they had made a bet with us."

Then he looked at his son and laughed.

In fact, the Liuzhi local tyrant and his son did not go far into the woods. Always search for food within sight of the camp.

Although it was close to the camp, they didn't stay long. For one thing, they didn't have the heart to do such boring activities. For another thing, they had bad luck. When they were going to give up and go back to the camp, they unexpectedly found a piece of mushroom.

They put all the mushrooms in the bag without saying a word.

With this bag of things, they know that even if they go deep into the forest, they may not be able to find these food.

"Son, it seems that we are sure to win this bet. Don't look at the father and son of five people six, in the car actually didn't give up my seat. He will be your younger brother in the future. We must educate him well. Let's go back and have a sleep, and then Dad will prepare a ceremony for you in the evening. " The six finger local tyrant hummed a ditty again.

The two men sent by Tang Tianze had just entered the woods. Beiming Mo appeared with Yang Yang from another direction of the camp.

Beiming Mo had a face again, but Yangyang was already smiling.

He carried a bulging bag on his small shoulder and held a slingshot made of Beiming ink in his waist."Mom..." Yang Yang saw Cheng Cheng by the river from a long distance, but Gu Huan was a little worried.

At this time, Cheng Cheng had collected the fishing rod and was counting his spoils in the afternoon.

Gu Huan heard the voice again, and finally a stone fell to the ground.

She looked up and saw that her body was dirty. In addition to the floating soil, there were some debris of dead branches on her head and body.

Behind Yangyang, it is Beiming Mo who is walking leisurely.

This Beiming two goods really can be installed, and his body is no better than Yangyang, but even so, he still holds his head high and walks towards himself like a male model.

When they came to their own eyes, Gu Huan strained his face and looked at the father and son: "you've played enough and you know you're back. Someone else's noton has sent someone to look for you just now."

Beiming Mo a listen to a cold smile: "he can so kind-hearted send people to find us, really the sun rises from the West."