"Uncle Gou, why are you always hanging out with us?" He Mu, who was a bit older, although displeased and greatly irritated by Zhao Ergou, didn't show it all on his face.
"I'm just idle, watching you play. I'm curious about why you're collecting so many round stones," Zhao Ergou asked.
"We're making slingshots," He Mu said.
"Making slingshots, huh? Do you know how?"
"Tch!" He Yue rolled her eyes at him. "Of course we do, why are you even asking?"
"The slingshots you make surely won't be sturdy," Zhao Ergou said. "The wood for slingshots is too thin and small. It's best to use hawthorn or willow! You know, there's a lot of this wood on the mountain in our village. Want me to take you there?"
"Are you kidding kids? There are trees everywhere here. We can just find two branches and make a slingshot!" He Mu said, frowning.
