When Dong Xiaobai gave the slingshot to Zhou Datong, he proudly said: "This is made by my father."

When the head of Zhou Da looked at him, he looked serious and was completely different from the amiable elder before.

Dong Xiao was not afraid of being afraid during the day, but was shocked and took a step back.

Those who can be the leader have different auras.

Li Qiniang also felt the changes in Zhou Dading's family. She held her breath and watched Zhou Dading's every move.

Zhou Dada took the slingshot and looked at it repeatedly. Suddenly, she stood up, walked to the window, and pushed the window open. The cold air came to her face through the open window. Zhou Dadadada stood in front of the window, as if she couldn't feel the cold.

She held up the slingshot with both hands, and under the bright light, every detail on the slingshot could be seen clearly.

The slingshot is not big, and it is obviously made for children to play with, but the workmanship is very fine, which is different from the common ones made of tree branches.

The bow rod is made of bamboo, with strong horns lined inside, and specially treated horns, which are both elastic and powerful.

Zhou Dadang's eyes fell on the bow pole, and his fingers rubbed them on the bow pole.

Li Qiniang remembered that the slingshot was carved with patterns, but she didn't look closely. Could it be that these patterns attracted the attention of Sister?

"Sister, this slingshot..." Li Qiniang couldn't help asking.

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Dazhu turned around. Only then did Li Qiniang see that Zhou Dazhu was already in tears.

Li Qiniang was startled. Even Dong Xiaobai began to suspect that he had read it wrong. How could the Zhou Dading Master cry? It must be because his way of opening his eyes was wrong. He closed his eyes hard and opened it. It was still wrong. Close it again and open it again. No, no, no, Zhou Dading Master really cried!

Dong Xiaobai suddenly wanted to find his sister and told her that Zhou Datong would cry too, but he couldn't leave. His wrist was caught by Zhou Datong. Zhou Datong's hand was very cold, but he was very strong. Dong Xiaobai wanted to break free, but he couldn't move.

"Where is he? Oh, by the way, you said this was made by your father. What is your father's name? Tell me, what is your father's name?" Zhou Dadang's voice was hoarse, but his mind was clearer than ever.

Since the Dong family's siblings often live in Qingping Lane, Zhou Sauchen had already found out about their origins.

Their father was the leader of Qingyunling, an orphan, a beggar, a gangster, a brave and ruthless man, and a group of little brothers gathered around him. Everyone called him Boss Dong, and his real name was unknown, and perhaps he had no name.

Dong Xiaobai was stunned and said, "My father is Boss Dong..."

"You said that this slingshot was made by your father, so has your father told you what is carved on the slingshot?" asked Zhou Dadang.

Dong Xiaobai's eyes fell on the slingshot in Zhou Dadang's hand. Has his father said it? It seems that he had said it.

What did you say? Why can't he remember it?

Dong Xiaobai recalled carefully and said with some uncertainty: "...it's...it's poetry..."

His eyes suddenly lit up again: "Mantou knows, what he said last time, I'll go find him!"

As soon as Dong Xiaobai finished speaking, Xiaoman's voice came from outside: "Don't look for it, I'm here."

Just now, Dong Xiaobai ran over like a irritable calf. Xiaoman didn't want to care about him at first, but after Dong Xiaobai left, Xiaoman felt uneasy and was worried that Dong Xiaobai would make Zhou Dazhong unhappy, so he came here.

But as soon as he arrived, he saw Zhou Dazhu standing in front of the window with a strange expression, and Xiaoman did not dare to come in.

He had been standing outside the door, through the open window, he could see the situation inside and heard Dong Xiaobai mention him.

In fact, Zhou Dadang saw Xiaoman just now, but her attention was just on the slingshot.

When Li Qiniang saw Xiaoman coming in, she quickly pulled him to her side.

Zhou Dada looked at Xiaoman. Compared to just now, her expression had calmed down. She smiled and said to Xiaoman: "Then tell me, what is engraved on it?"

"Yes," Xiaoman nodded, shook his head as he did in school, and read aloud, "The iron horse went to chase the wind, and the sound of the bow shocked the robe."

"Yes, that's it, my father said it, but I forgot it." Dong Xiaobai quickly agreed.

Li Qiniang was shocked. Is the poem carved on it? Not the pattern?

Zhou Dadang nodded with a smile, touched Xiaoman's head, and said softly: "Good boy, you read so well. Have you studied Zhuanwen?"

Xiaoman shook his head: "I haven't practiced it."

Li Qiniang didn't know what Zhuwen was, but Xiaoman could even recognize all the characters like patterns. Li Qiniang was very proud of her son.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Xiaoman felt a little embarrassed: "When I followed Mr. Wei to repair ancient books, I saw such words. Mr. Wei said this was a large seal script. Mr. Wei also said, if I want to learn gold and stone, I must understand these. Mr. Wei also said, hasteness will not be achieved, so I have not learned the scriptures and can't write them. I just know a few words."

During the reign of King Xuan of Zhou, Taishi Zhuan wrote fifteen chapters of "Da Zhuan". Because it was written by Zhuan, it is called "Zhu Wen".

The large seal script has been passed down to this day and is mostly seen in bells, tripods and Yi utensils, which are very different from the small seal scripts that were commonly used later. Li Qiniang's knowledge is in the account book, so it is normal for her to regard poems as patterns.

Dong Xiaobai said loudly: "Yes, it's just these two lines of poetry. Hehe, I haven't recited it before, and I can't remember it for a while."

The Zhou Dada family looked at Dong Xiaobai with a little gentleness. She whispered: "This is carved by your father on it, right?"

Dong Xiaobai nodded vigorously: "Yes, my father can make slingshots. There are several in my family, all of which are made by my father, and there are also such poems engraved on it."

The headmaster Zhou looked at Dong Xiaobai carefully, as if he wanted to find another person's shadow on his little face.

"Do you look like your father?" asked Zhou Dadang.

Dong Xiaobai grinned: "How did the Zhou Dacheng know? My father said that my sister and I both look like my mother."

Zhou Dada nodded with a smile, and said to Dong Xiaobai and Xiaoman: "You are all good kids, go out to play. I'll see you playing slingshots again when you look back."

Dong Xiaobai was a little regretful. He wanted the head of Zhou to see his skills. What he wanted to say, but Xiaoman had already pulled him out. Dong Xiaobai had no choice but to let Xiaoman drag him out.

When the two went out, Xiaoman closed the door, walked to the window again, and carefully closed the open window again.

Dong Xiaobai said, "Mantou, why are you pulling me out? The slingshot is still inside."

Xiaoman looked at him helplessly: "You seem a little stupid."

Both the young ones went out, leaving only the house of Zhou Dajia and Li Qiniang.

Li Qiniang was nervous, and she asked, "Sister, what's going on with this slingshot and these two lines of poetry?"
Chapter completed!