The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 55 Mortar

The mother happily picked up Qiangqiang and tapped his nose with her finger: "This little guy is much harder to take care of than you when you were little."

"That's right." Liu Hua said with a smile, "When my brothers and sisters were young, they all had someone to take care of them. In the Red Army Training Class, you and my father were either on the front line or in the office, 24 hours a day, I wish I could split you into two parts to use."

The mother pushed Qiangqiang into Liu Hua's arms and said, "If you think I'm not taking good care of him, then you take care of this little ancestor."

Liu Hua shook Qiangqiang and said with a smile: "This is not a big deal. Tell your second uncle and he will help you solve it. They just have a wooden gun. Wait, your second uncle will give you a whole gun in a few days."

As soon as these words came out, the little ancestor immediately burst into laughter, hugged Liu Hua's neck and refused to let go, shouting incoherently: "Cannon, cannon, I want cannon."

Liu Hua's mother pointed at Liu Hua and scolded him with a smile: "Just make a wish blindly. I want to see how you can get away with it."

It is said that a man stays young until he dies. When these toy guns and toy cannons were first sold on the Internet, Liu Hua was also the main consumer. He bought several and tried them out in his live broadcast room, for which many fans called him childish.

Although it was childish, everyone still enjoyed watching it and kept giving rewards, especially Liu Hua who aimed the cannon at his own dog.

The principle of that toy mortar is really too simple. Although Liu Hua can't make it, he can find someone to do it. There are so many experts in this field in the factory.

He started working on this the next day at work. He first asked someone to weld a gun barrel out of thin iron sheet. However, the thin iron sheet was too soft and was deformed by the slightest force.

Helplessly, Liu Hua could only ask a carpenter to make a wooden gun barrel and insert the thin iron gun barrel into it. This way, it would be both lightweight and ensure that the inside of the gun barrel was smooth.

Someone was also asked to weld the gun mount, which can adjust the firing range with two bolts. The total weight is also large enough for a child to lift it.

As for the shells, there is no plastic now, so we can only use wood. The carpenters in the factory are still quite skilled in this area.

The spring at the bottom of the barrel was made by Liu Hua himself. Today's industrial springs are too hard if they are too strong, and too weak if they are too soft.

Liu Hua personally took charge of the project and experimented for four or five days before he made five springs. When he put the shells in them, they could explode more than two meters, which was enough.

Liu Hua also asked the woodworking board master to paint the entire cannon in national defense green, so that it looks exactly like a real mortar.

Because he had promised Qiangqiang, Liu Hua did not go home until the cannon was made. Now that it is finally completed, Liu Hua can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Dealing with a little kid is not an easy task.

Before leaving get off work, Liu Hua went to the carpentry class to get a cannon. The carpentry class master jokingly asked, "This thing is really lifelike. If you carry it on your shoulders, someone will definitely knock you down before you can walk 500 meters."

Liu Hua casually pulled up a piece of rain cloth and said, "Then I can just cover it up."

Fortunately, Liu Hua covered it up. If he had tied this thing to the back seat of a bicycle openly along the way, he would have definitely been handed over to the public security organs by the people.

As soon as he pushed the bicycle into his yard, Qiangqiang rushed over and grabbed Liu Hua's legs, muttering, "Cannon, uncle, I want a cannon."

Mom came out and scolded Liu Hua: "He has never forgotten you since you left last time. He has been thinking about the cannon his uncle wanted to give him. His grandfather got him a wooden gun but he didn't care. He complained about it three times every morning and evening. Let's see how you can make it go."

Liu Hua took the cannon off the back seat and said with a smile: "How to make it round? Just use the cannon."

As soon as the waterproof cloth was opened, my mother's eyes widened and she stammered, "Where did you get this thing? Did you steal it from your security department?" "I made it."

Qiangqiang saw the cannon he had been longing for and hugged it in his arms. He was no stranger to this thing, as he also grew up in a military camp. The fire support platoon ran five kilometers every morning carrying this thing, and the little guy had always seen it.

Liu Hua handed the cannon to Qiangqiang, and his mother complained: "Are you being reckless? This thing is so heavy, how can this little kid hold it?"

But what surprised his mother was that Qiangqiang just hugged him in his arms and ran home, not showing any weight at all.

"I told you I made it myself, how heavy can it be? It's more than a pound." Liu Hua said with a smile, "Qiangqiang, don't run away. What's the point of just taking the cannon away? There are also cannonballs."

The little guy opened the gun carriage skillfully according to what he had seen, then ran back carefully and hugged Liu Hua's legs: "Uncle, the shells."

Liu Hua took out seven or eight shells from the cloth bag hanging on the handlebars of the bicycle, then carried Qiangqiang to the toy mortar, ready to teach the little guy how to play with it.

Unexpectedly, the little guy was very skilled. After getting the shell, he aimed the tail of the shell at the gun barrel. Then, as soon as he let go of the shell, he ran to the side and covered his ears, making Liu Hua laugh so hard that he fell backwards.

The shell fell down the barrel to the bottom, and the spring burst out with force, landing two meters away.

This made the little guy very happy. He continued to take the shells from Liu Hua and stuff them into the barrel. Since he didn't hear any sound just now, he dubbed it with his mouth.

"Boom, boom."

It was so lifelike that my mother came over and touched it curiously: "Is it made of wood?"

Liu Hua nodded: "Yes, it's made of wood. The inside of the barrel is made of thin iron sheets welded together and then polished smooth. There is a spring embedded in the bottom."

My mother punched Liu Hua twice and said, "You smart boy, it would be great if you could use your smartness on your work."

"I used it, otherwise where would I get the double donkey head oil extraction machine?" Liu Hua defended, "Wait, Li Huaide told me yesterday that the experimental process was well received, part of the optimization has been completed, and a considerable number of accessories will be produced by our factory."

"Well, that's good. Keep up the good work." Mom nodded with satisfaction: "Now you can be considered successful in your career."

"I know what you are going to say next." Liu Hua said with a smile: "You want to say that now that I have established a career, the next thing is to start a family."

The mother didn't say anything. She wasn't sure what words would come out of her son's mouth next.

"To be frank," Liu Hua smiled, "it depends on fate."

While the mother and son were talking, Lao Liu came back from get off work. Today he was riding in a jeep, and the driver was following behind him, helping him carry a lot of things.

As soon as the two men entered the door, suddenly, the driver noticed that something seemed to be attacking them. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a mortar shell. The driver hurriedly dropped the things in his hands and threw Lao Liu to the ground.

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