The fourth brother's legs have almost recovered now, but after all, he was so seriously injured that it is impossible to recover as before all at once.
He has been able to stand for a long time, but his legs still feel a little tired when walking, and he needs someone to support him to prevent him from falling.
The fourth brother was very satisfied with this. After all, he knew his own body. He also believed that the ninth brother and sister had first-rate medical skills. As long as he kept exercising, he would be able to fully recover sooner or later.
But ever since Mo Zhongyuan took his brothers up the mountain to develop weapons, his mentality has not been so good. He always feels that his body is recovering a bit slowly and he cannot help his brothers share the burden.
Today he asked his wife to send him here because he hoped to find something he could do, even if it was dangerous.
Although the eldest brother, second brother and third brother were still a little dizzy, it did not affect their movements. As long as they moved slower, there would be no problem. Mo Xiuyan arrived at his parents' yard first.
In Mo Qing's room, the men of the Mo family sat upright one by one, as seriously as they used to discuss the war with the commander when they were fighting at the border.
Although Mo Qing looked haggard, after a few days of recuperation after returning home, his energy had recovered to some extent, and the aura that made people shudder still existed.
Mo Zhongyuan glanced at his father first, and then said: "Fortunately, we have successfully researched that powerful weapon, and I have also mastered the detailed production method."
After a pause, he looked at Mo Qing sitting on the bed.
"Dad, I think we can start making bombs starting tomorrow."
Mo Qing nodded: "Well, people who threaten our Mo family will appear at any time. The sooner the bomb is made, the better.
It is estimated that in another twenty days, Lao Qi will bring people back from the southern border. By then, our team must be integrated as soon as possible and be ready to deal with any dangerous situations that may occur. "
"Okay, we will start production tomorrow and try to make enough quantity before the seventh brother comes back." Mo Zhongyuan responded.
"Zhongyuan, although fourth brother still has difficulty moving, my hands have fully recovered now, and I can help."
In order not to be rejected, Mo Xiuyan deliberately waved his arms a few times in front of his family.
The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother also said that they could do it.
After all, making this kind of weapon is confidential and cannot be used by others. The brothers can only work hard to overcome their physical discomfort and participate as much as possible.
Mo Chuhan, who had just returned from his job, was anxious when he heard that the bomb had been successfully developed and that he would hurry up to make it in the future.
"Tomorrow I will go to the government office to resign and stay at home to help."
"No, Brother Ba, you are not working as a police officer to earn a little money every month, but to give our Mo family an extra layer of security."
Mo Jiuye firmly opposed Ba Ge's resignation as the head catcher.
He works in the yamen every day, and he is an official to the common people.
The Mo family has more and more properties now. If some unscrupulous cats and dogs want to take advantage of the Mo family, they will have to think carefully, considering that there is a catcher in the Yamen.
Although Mo Jiuye is not afraid of those little bastards, no one wants to live a life full of trouble.
The presence of Mo Chuhan, the head catcher, could at least serve as a deterrent.
The most important thing is that Mo Chuhan patrols the city every day and knows a lot.
If there was any trouble, he would be the first to know.
As soon as Mo Jiuye finished speaking, Mo Qing followed up and said, "That's right, Chuhan cannot resign from his post. There are so many brothers in the family who are busy, so you are not the only one left."
Mo Chuhan saw how busy his brothers at home were every day, and he really wanted to quit his job as head catcher and come back to help.
But his greatest advantage was that he was obedient, especially when his ninth brother and his father both spoke. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only nod obediently.
"In that case, just listen to dad and ninth brother."
The father and son discussed for a while and decided that everyone would participate in making bombs tomorrow.
This includes Mo Qing and Mo Xiuyan.
The father and son can now be said to have the same problem. Although they both have limited mobility, they do not want to give up this opportunity to contribute.
After the two repeatedly requested, the bamboo tubes used for making explosives were handed over to them. This kind of thing was not difficult, but it was a bit time-consuming.
The fifth brother got up early the next day and took his brothers up the mountain to make gunpowder.
As for the bamboo tubes used for making rice balls, the bamboos grown for rice balls in He Zhiran's space have multiplied rapidly and have reached the point of overpopulation. It can be said that there are as many as they need.
Of course, the fact that rice balls can appear here means that there are bamboos nearby.
Mo Jiuye once went to check, and there was indeed a small bamboo forest. Maybe it was due to the climate. The bamboo here grew much thinner than the bamboo in the south.
The bamboo tube used to make bombs must be of the same thickness from top to bottom, and the more uniform the better.
Such a standard bamboo tube is difficult to find in the bamboo forest.
Mo Jiuye took He Zhiran out in the name of walking around, and piled the cut bamboos in the space in the corner of the bamboo forest.
As before, he sent He Zhiran home safely, and then called on some people to transport the bamboo back.
Now, Mo Qing and Mo Xiuyan, father and son, finally had something to do.
The two of them have been sitting under the grape trellis to divide the bamboo since Mo Jiuye brought the bamboo back.
Mo Xiuyan held a section of bamboo and made a throwing motion.
Seeing his son's behavior, Mo Qing asked him, "What? Are you anxious to join the army, Fourth?"
Mo Xiuyan shook his head: "With my legs and feet, I'm afraid I won't be able to join in a short time.
I feel that this bamboo tube is a little lighter and the throw distance will not be very far. "
"What you said makes sense. In order to increase the range of the arrows we used in the military camp, we would add some iron to the tips of the arrows so that they can shoot farther." Mo Qing agreed, stroking his gray beard.
"Dad, that's what I mean. Do you think if you add some iron to the outside of the bamboo tube, will it have the same effect as the arrow support?"
The father and son were discussing when Mo Jiuye walked into the yard holding a large bundle of bamboo.
"Ninth brother, you came just in time. Dad and I are discussing how to coat the bamboo tube with a layer of iron sheet, which will increase the throwing distance of the bomb."
Speaking of Tiepi, Mo Jiuye first thought of the extremely powerful grenade in his wife's space.
The appearance of the grenade was indeed made of iron, and its weight was many times greater than the bombs they made from bamboo tubes.
Not only that, after the grenade explodes, countless small iron beads will pop out. With the thrust of the explosion, those iron beads can be sharper than swords.
