Happy Farm Ranch

Chapter 200

The village chief and the others walked towards the village committee compound talking and laughing. The re-inspection team had completed the task and began to pack up and prepare to withdraw to Huatan Town.

The main reason is that Mr. Xiang doesn't like to see them. He used to let a group of medical staff stare at them and take various medicines, and they were not allowed to take this or that.So even if he knew that the ambulance was stationed in Huatan Town, Mr. Xiang didn't ask them to keep them and stayed in the village.

Su Mu mentioned it, after all, with such a high-tech thing by his side, if Mr. Xiang feels a little unwell, he can receive treatment immediately.But his proposal was directly rejected by Xiang Wancheng. In the words of this old man, seeing them in white coats makes them feel uncomfortable eating and sleeping. The far point is better.

Otherwise, doctors will always try to make themselves taboo, and that would be a shame.

In the end, the medical team obediently withdrew, and Mr. Xiang walked with Su Mu and the others to the farm with his hands behind his back.

Recently, it is a good time to fly paper kites with the east wind. Many children in the village took homemade kites and ran to the wheat fields in twos and threes to fly kites.

At this moment, the wheat is trying its best to grow higher, and it is the time when it is most not afraid of stepping on it.

The quality of the kites pasted by the children varies from beautiful to ugly.Looking at the sky at first glance, it is very lively, big and small, high and low.

The children in the village are more casual in pasting kites, and the older ones are more dexterous. They use the bamboo sticks drawn from the bamboo curtains that were hung in the summer a few years ago as the skeleton, and slowly bake them with the small flame of the candle. The curvature of the stick is suitable, and then use the strong string that fits the sole of the shoe to tie up all parts firmly.

After the whole skeleton is finished, the broad shoulders, semi-circular head and pointed tail look like a swallow from a distance.

Then use the colored paper left over from the New Year to cut out various parts, scoop some white flour from the kitchen noodle bag and add water to make a paste, put water in a small iron pot and boil it on the stove, pour the thin batter into it and keep stirring, When the batter keeps bubbling and becomes sticky, the homemade paste is ready to use.

I found an old brush, dipped it in the paste and painted it on the bamboo frame, then pasted the cut colored paper on it, and after it dried, a delicate kite was ready.

Children who are more dexterous also like to rummage to find out various colors and paint on colored paper.The finished kites can be divided into swallows, butterflies, eagles and so on.

The exquisite kites produced in this way are generally the highest flying, because the craftsmanship of the small makers is very good, and generally it is rare to make a kite that cannot fly;
The rest of the younger or impatient children are more casual, or cut corners to make the skeleton, or simply paste it with newspaper. In short, the kite made looks the same at first glance, but the details will be different. Much worse.Therefore, this kind of kite has to be neither too high nor too low, and from time to time some kites fall down;

The rest are completely foolish children.

These are generally relatively young, and they don’t know how to make kites themselves. They begged their elder brothers and sisters or other older children to help them make one. The quality of the first flying kites is low, and many of them are old kites; the other part even have decent kites. Not even counting, the family helped find a piece of newspaper, glued the top two corners together to look like a small pointed cloak, and stuck a long tail in the middle of the bottom to make it a kite.

The newspapers are randomly pasted and look like little tadpoles, so the children collectively call them toad tadpoles.

In any case, kite flying is the mainstream of entertainment in this season.

Regardless of the quality of the kite in your hand or its appearance, as long as it can fly and blend into the blue sky, you can coax a group of children into great satisfaction.

"When I was young, I often pestered my dad to buy the kind of cloth kites sold on the side of the road. They were brightly colored and all had regular kite strings. They could fly very high in the park. But if you are unlucky, you can buy some The problematic kite may not be able to fly the next time it is blown by a strong wind, and even if it does fly, it will always spin in the sky. However, I have never played with a paper kite, but I have seen it at an exhibition. "

Ou Chen raised his head and squinted at the kites in mid-air, with a big smile on his face, obviously recalling the happy time when he was a child
"Yes, I also play cloth kites. I remember that one year my grandfather bought me a small kite the size of a palm. It was very delicate and had a whistle on it. It kept making loud noises when it flew up. It's a pity that only After playing a few times, the string broke because of the strong wind, and the kite flew away, and I cried for a long time."

Xiang Anqi was also reminded of her childhood memories, and responded with a smile.

Looking up and seeing that the tallest kite that was flying was only a small dot, Su Mu laughed, "You two are really in the same class. It's too extravagant to be able to play with cloth kites when you were young! When I was young, my grandfather flew paste kites Well, grandpa is skillful, and the butterfly kite he made is so beautiful that a group of friends envy him when he takes it out.

Moreover, my kite has always been the highest flying!Later, a large group of children lined up to my house to find grandpa to make a kite. Thinking about the joy at that time was really simple. "

They were talking, when Kid Wang Diandian ran over, holding two beautiful big butterfly kites in his hands.

"Brother Muzi, my father told me to ask Grandpa Su to make a kite, don't you think I look good?" He quickly rushed over and handed him a blue butterfly kite, "Grandpa Su made one for me, and then said I used to make kites for you, but I stopped doing them when you grew up, and now I just want to send you one to play with."

Putting down the kite, the child Wang Xing rushed straight to the group of friends to show off his beautiful kite.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to be able to play with the kite made by grandpa himself. Come on, let's fly it together!" Su Mu was in a good mood holding the big butterfly, calling Ou Chen and the others to come and help fly the kite.

Mr. Xiang smacked his lips and sighed: "'Children come back from school early, and they are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly paper kites'. I used to be in the mood to play this with my granddaughter. Thinking about it, I haven't enjoyed the fun of flying a kite for many years. Catch tomorrow, I also Follow me and learn how to kite and try to give you one, and take advantage of the good time when you can run and jump, and remember the games you didn't play enough before!"

"Come on, try your hand with a kite first, you'll feel the best about flying a kite!" Su Mu yelled at Ou Chen to help him fly the kite, shaking the string in his hand, and the big butterfly soared up into the blue sky.He smiled and handed the kite over, so that Mr. Xiang could also enjoy the fun of flying a kite in the wheat field.

(End of this chapter)