Farmer's little Fubao is cheating

"I told you to go get the dog and hurry up! What nonsense!" Song Jizu was angry, picked up the crutch next to him and was about to hit his son.

Song Chengye turned around and ran away, but he had nowhere to go, so he had to stop not far away.

Seeing that her son was getting angry for no reason again, Mrs. Zhao felt disgusted in her heart: "Jizu, if you want to eat dog meat, go buy some for me next episode. Why bother forcing Chengye to do something he doesn't want to do? Your sister still I hope her third brother will pull her out, but if she makes such a fuss, won’t your sister’s previous efforts be wasted?”

When Song Jizu heard this, he immediately became furious: "Don't mention Song Sanshun to me! I know you care about your daughter the most. Do you expect your daughter to give you a good life? Stop dreaming!"

Mrs. Zhao was scolded by her son and shut up.

It was noon at this time, and there were not many locals on the village road. There were only ox carts from other places coming to fetch water.

The pond in Songjia Village is so famous that even the medicine hall in the county town comes to fetch water.

It is said that the disease can be cured quickly only by decoction of water from Songjiacun.

Fortunately, the people in Songjia Village are kind and do not stop people from getting water, nor do they charge any fees.

Therefore, people who come to collect water will buy some gadgets in Songjia Village to take home, such as small clay dolls or straw objects. Sometimes I would stop for a while to watch the paper carving comics played by the children.

Lao Zhao's wonton stall became a success, selling twenty or thirty bowls of wontons every day, sometimes more.

However, it is no problem to rely on this business to make a living, but it is doomed to be impossible to return to the happy life of not having to worry about food and clothing.

Song Jizu glanced coldly in the direction of Song Sanshun's house, thinking about the feasibility of Zhao Quan's words.

In the past two years, other families have been unable to make ends meet due to the drought, but Song Sanshun has made a fortune by digging wells.

Even the Song Dashi family, the poorest in the village, got excited and even bought a cow to go home.

A small cow is said to cost twenty or thirty cents. It can be seen that Song Dashi's eldest son earned no less than a hundred cents from working with the well-drilling team.

So, how much does the leader Song Sanshun earn?

There are thousands of strings if there are not ten thousand strings, right?

When he thought that Zhao Quan's words might be true, Song Jizu went crazy with jealousy.

Why does that poor guy live a better life than himself? He should be poor for the rest of his life!

The more Song Jizu thought about it, the angrier he became, and a vicious thought emerged from his heart.

It would be nice if a group of bandits came. It would be best to kill Song Sanshun and his family...

At this time, Chang An was squatting on the ground drawing pictures with a tree stick, when he suddenly couldn't help but sneeze.

She rubbed her nose and thought about how she could animate a painting.

The little goldfish said that if you want the picture to be dynamic, there should be at least twenty-four pictures for each action. When you quickly flip through the twenty-four pictures, the characters in the picture will seem to be moving.

It's a pity that this method can only entertain yourself. If you want to interpret the story of the Monkey King, you have to spend some effort.

A few days later, the carpenter finally made three swingable wide wooden roulette wheels according to Chang'an's requirements.

The two roulette wheels are one foot wide and more than two feet in diameter. They are hollow and look awkward.

The other is a small solid wooden wheel, also one foot wide.

Chang'an planned to draw a long scroll one foot wide that could be wrapped around the inside of a wooden wheel.

Just shake the two turntables, one takes out the paper and the other rolls the paper, and the paper passes through the small solid wheel.

There is a vertical board outside the solid small roulette wheel. A small one-foot-square window is opened on the vertical board, facing the picture album passing by the small wooden wheel.

When people look at the picture in the small square window, they can see that the characters in the picture seem to be moving.

Chang'an played with the roulette wheel for a while and already had a plan in mind.

Drawing pictures is not difficult, but the paper holding the pictures must be strong, otherwise it will be broken after shaking a few times and it will be too troublesome.

And if you want to be strong and crisp, it must be hemp paper.

If two layers don't work, just apply a few more layers and you'll always be able to meet your requirements.

As she said, Changan asked her uncle to buy several large bundles of high-quality hemp paper for her, and then painted on the hemp paper.

After drawing several character pictures, Changan asked his apprentices to carve out a bunch of them according to this model.

The arms and legs of the character are carved separately, one by one according to the position of the joints.

Then it was time to color these paper figures.

This work is also left to the young apprentices, and Chang'an is only responsible for supervising the work.

Put the lustful paper figures into categories, and the next step is to put the puzzle pieces on the pasted hemp paper strips.

A long strip of hemp paper was spread out, with small pictures on it, which attracted Lu Jingzhou to come over and look at it. "Chang'an, what did you do?" Lu Jingzhou couldn't help but be curious when he saw that these pictures were all similar except for the characters' movements.

Changan smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when it's ready."

Lu Jingzhou smiled and shook his head, and went to give a lecture to Wu Zhonglou in the room.

Wu Zhonglou remained the same as before, asking for half a month's leave from his master at the school every month, living at his sister's house, and studying with Lu Jingzhou.

It happened that Mrs. Sun also stayed at her son-in-law's house to take care of her daughter and granddaughter. She cooked, washed, and washed diapers every day without leaving the hands of her son-in-law.

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Chang'an's longest painting was finally completed.

On this day, she was testing the results in the yard, and her uncle, aunt, and grandma came over to watch.

Two children spin the big roulette wheel, and one child spins the smallest roulette wheel.

Chang'an blocked the wooden board in front of the small roulette wheel, and also blocked the people behind and the roulette wheel, leaving only a small window.

When the roulette wheel rotated very fast, the image in the small window really seemed to move.

The scene of two little figures fighting each other and jumping up and down simply shocked everyone.

Lu Jingzhou was also surprised and read the entire article.

The image content is very rich and more vivid and interesting than the paper sculpture album.

"Chang'an, what is this? How did you think of it?" Wu Zhonglou asked curiously.

Chang'an: "This is called animation. I dreamed about it." I actually saw it in Little Goldfish's book.

"We in Chang'an are great." Mrs. Sun praised sincerely.

She had never seen such a smart little baby who could make paintings move.

Lu Jingzhou looked at Chang'an, thoughtfully.

Chang'an in his previous life was also smart. He could make dough-making people and weave grasshoppers for children to play with, but he never made anything like this.

"Hey! We haven't seen it yet, it's up to you to shake it."

The three young apprentices who were shaking the roulette wheel were very itchy and asked to shake it again. They also wanted to see their results.

So Chang'an asked her apprentice to rewind the painting, and she and Qiangwei turned the wheels and played it again for everyone to see.

You have to move the roulette wheel quickly and with a tacit understanding. If you move it slowly, it won't be as effective, so it's quite tiring to operate.

Fortunately, the frame is strong enough, otherwise it would not be able to withstand such tossing.

"Too beautiful!"

The little hoe and several children were extremely excited after watching it and wanted to watch it a few more times, but Chang An ruthlessly refused.

"Let's wait until you know the lines well before playing." This way it will be more interesting.

So, the little hoe took several junior brothers and sisters to read the lines.

By the time I learned the lines by heart, it was already two days later.

It was a sunny day and Chang'an directed his apprentice to move the roulette wheel to a wooden platform under the big locust tree in the village.

In order to prevent people from seeing the true appearance of the roulette wheel, Chang'an also used mats to surround the wooden platform on three sides.

When the performance started, everyone in the audience stared intently at the small one-foot-square window.

The action on the screen is very exciting, and combined with the voice acting of the three little dolls, it is very fascinating.

Even the strangers who came to fetch water forgot to fetch water and read the whole story.

"How did you do it?" Everyone marveled.

This is also everyone's doubts.

Song Da, Song II and Song III were also among the audience.

They looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

Mother! Going to get rich!