Poor family mother and son

Improvised and poorly prepared.

In order to prevent his family from seeing his mood swings, Chu Qing smoothly said that he would take them to catch shrimps using a new method. However, when he got to the beach, he discovered that he was missing important "equipment" - stilts.

Really, I was only thinking about the spoils, I was only thinking about bringing the basket with shrimp skins, and I didn’t prepare anything else!
"Hehe," Chu Qing giggled: "That's sloppy... So what, go get some bamboo or wood first, let's make it now!"

Okay, change the route and look for materials!
After traveling, eating, and searching for materials, it was not until the afternoon that I was able to wade into the sea water.

Sitting on the beach, they tied the one-meter-long stilts to their calves. All of them were tall and mighty. Chu Qing watched them roll up their trouser legs to their thighs, and the ropes on the stilts directly touched the calf flesh, so she quickly asked them to reattach them. tie.

"This won't work!" Chu Qing shouted: "Tangle your leggings under your knees first. Don't let the rope directly touch the flesh, otherwise the skin will be worn out in a while!"

Unfortunately, not many are obedient.

It’s finally possible to get into the water. If we delay for a while, won’t we be able to play for much longer?

Even Xiaobao refused to obey.

Chu Xinghai was forbidden to go into the sea, and he didn't have any protective gear. How could a big kid want to fish for shrimps too?
"Brother~~" Chu Xinghai launched an attack on Xiaobao: "Little Starfish is watching you from the side..."

The little voice was trembling, the appearance was mean, and the expression on the verge of tears instantly made Xiaobao's chest feel tight and his nose sore: "Come on, big brother will carry you!"

"Here we go!" Chu Xinghai jumped three feet high and lay on Xiaobao's back like a piece of dog skin plaster.

Although Chu Xinghai repeatedly promised that he could hang on Xiaobao's back steadily, Xiaobao was worried: "Even if you can wrap your arms around my neck, I'm still afraid of being strangled to death by you!"

So, Chu Xinghai was tied to Xiaobao's back with a rope, and Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief: "This way both of us can have our hands free!"

It was a beautiful thought, but I regretted it after a while.

After a while, Xiaobao, who was walking on stilts in the sea for the first time, lost control of his balance and fell backwards.

The little starfish, which was tightly tied up, acted as a "support" for his big brother.

The fishing net with dense holes is tied to a thick bamboo pole made into an A shape and thrust into the sea like a big dustpan.

Chu Qing led everyone in a long snake formation, "...!...!" blowing the whistle and pushing the fishing net towards the depths of the sea.

Only Chu Xinghai disrupted the rhythm of Chu Qing's whistle in an extremely disharmonious manner. What he shouted was: "Push the shrimp! Drive! Drive!"

Treating his brother like a donkey!
There is also a rope tied around each person's waist. The other end of the rope is a large bamboo basket, which falls far behind. As the person moves forward, the basket is slowly dragged behind.

Every once in a while, he would check whether there were any small shrimps in the fishing net. If there were any, he would pull the basket and scoop the small shrimps in.

At any time, someone would scream and fall down, and then stand up again with the support of the A-shaped bamboo pole frame or bamboo basket. Often they could not stand up successfully at once, so they had to drink a few more mouthfuls of salty sea water.

No matter who falls down, there will definitely be no one to help. Everyone just wants to have fun and laugh at each other about whose "falling appearance" is more ugly.

When everyone scooped out fresh and jumping small shrimps from the bottom of the net, the boys were all happy, as if they had found gold——

"Boss, this is a good idea. Taking the initiative is much better than passively waiting for the sea water to rush into our salt field cofferdam!"

"Yes, I just like to take the initiative, but I don't want to look at other people's faces! I don't want to see God's bad face!" "That's right, I believe in God, we may not be dead or alive now, but only by believing in the boss can we live a good life and enjoy good food. It’s spicy, and there’s something new every day!”

"Boss, this is a good idea, but the shrimp basket is too big and can't be dragged. Actually, it's not that we brothers can't stand on the stilts. It's just that the basket is too heavy and we can't drag it down!"

"This is easy. Let's go back and get some big gourds and tie them to the shrimp baskets to make them float. Wouldn't it save us some effort?"

"Well, it works!"

"Also, we can make the stilts longer. One foot is one foot long. Just move your feet up after walking for a while. Can't we go to deeper water?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"This method can be taught to fishermen in the future. Shopee is very expensive in Kyoto. Wouldn't this be an extra income for the fishermen?"

As everyone was chatting, the topic turned to how to improve the "shrimp pushing method".

Chu Qing was very pleased to hear this.

In the past, there were only a small group of people who could use their brains when faced with troubles. The most prominent ones were the boys from Team [-] and Team [-]. Most of the others usually lived by blind obedience and loyalty. They would drive wherever the boss pointed them out.

Courage is commendable, but innovation is lacking.

Looking back now, we can see that they have developed the habit of observing things and studying principles, which is good.

From now on, Chu Qing and Xiaobao are no longer here. They have brains and vision and can live a good life.

"The time has not come..." Chu Qing wondered in his mind whether the "time has not come" mentioned by Jie Chi meant that if Chu Qing and Xiaobao traveled back, they would disappear or die in this world, thus paving the way for the Chu family. Until there is a sufficient escape route, is it considered "the time has not come yet"?
If so, how can we ensure that the road back is paved flat enough?
Almost everyone in the Chu family can now stand alone. Even if they can't do big things, they all have the ability to support themselves. Doesn't this pave the way for the future?

Chu Qing has left a box of paper in the laboratory, which contains design sketches of clockwork mechanical clocks, drawings of fractionators for mass production of kerosene, recipes and some research records.

For example, how thick are Huang Zhong and Master Lu's spectacles, what is the interpupillary distance, and how it feels to see with glasses; how different is the color of the water-haired sunglasses and the eight little furry sunglasses.

There are so many of them, and although most of them have not been designed yet, they can still be studied by the skilled craftsmen trained by the Chu family.

If they can develop new things, it will naturally make the Chu family's foundation stronger and stronger, and their status can be maintained; if they can't make progress, just relying on the existing drawings or formulas left by Chu Qing will at least be enough for them to survive safely. After a few decades.

"Everything I can think of has been left in the laboratory, and a key was specially assigned to Chu Xinghai. If we are not here in the future, he and his parents will be responsible for steering the Chu family's ship." Chu Qing was thinking in her mind. : "Is there anything else that I didn't expect?"

"Wow, wow...it hurts me so much!" Xiaobao's cry of pain came from not far away.

After being dragged down by the shrimp basket stranded behind him countless times, the ropes tied to the stilts finally succeeded in wearing out the skin of Xiaobao's calves. The bitter and salty seawater was harsh on his skin, and he immediately learned something. It's called "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you."

The red, swollen and broken wounds were naturally more red and swollen after being stained with sea water, which also amplified the pain.

Xiaobao's screams of pain only gave the impression that all the big men in the Chu family who didn't listen to Chu Qing's instructions and directly tied their legs to stilts started to scream loudly.

The prince doesn't care about his image, so what kind of "idol baggage" can they have?
"Brother, look, the adoptive mother is lip-syncing to you!" Chu Xinghai turned Xiaobao's face towards Chu Qing.

As the sun set, the sea breeze became stronger and stronger. Although Chu Qing's voice could not be heard, Xiaobao, with his good eyesight, saw Chu Qing mouthing to him slowly and clearly: That's right!