Chapter 18: Imagination for a Happy Life
With such a small episode, my friends have a pair of eyes full of expectations for the future. I wish I could have cattle and sheep on the ground and food in the warehouse tomorrow, and they would eat to death on the table. That was also a beautiful wish.
I was excited and calmed down, but they were different. Not only did they play with mud, Goro and Femisky took a bite of black soil and then spit it out. No matter how fertile the black soil, it is still mud, and the smell of mud will never be able to escape.
Ignoring these two fools, I walked all the way to the bamboo forest. Although I have been here many times, I have never had the leisure or opportunity to go deep into the bamboo forest. Now the bamboo forest belongs to me. Let's take a look first, so I can consider the future agricultural development of Sanguo Village.
Due to the unknown danger in the bamboo forest, Shiro and Goro quickly passed me and led the way two steps ahead.
Saburo Kamura reminded his two sons that even if they die, they must stand in front of the young master. If anyone dares to give up the sacred responsibility of protecting the young master, it will be an eternal shameful sinner.
Children don’t know so much, but children are also very sensitive.
Shiro Goro's appetite is not small, and I often go hungry, so I also have a lot of appetite, but because I am the son of three village chiefs, I have great privileges and can usually steal vegetables and pancakes from the kitchen without being chased and beaten.
Vegetable pancakes are the kind that everyone eats on weekdays, made of half of wild vegetables and half of flour. They are not very delicious, but they are more troublesome. They usually prepare more in the kitchen for the big people in the village.
At the beginning, I usually steal one or two dishes every day and give them to my friends, but as the number of friends increases, I have to transform from a thief into a thief. Sometimes I just run out with a dustpan, which makes the chefs scream and run to several mothers to complain.
Because there is not enough food, the extra vegetable and cakes are for people who protect the village, such as Baye and others. If I get too much, they will not be able to eat enough. If they don’t eat enough, how can they have the energy to hunt and do things?
The three mothers asked me why I took so many dish cakes. I carried forward the heroism spirit and didn't even say that I was beaten to death... Later, I was really beaten, and my butt was beaten so hard that I couldn't even lie down on the bed, so I could only lie on the bed.
At that time, Shiro Goro knelt on my bed and cried for a long time. If their mother hadn't dragged them home, these two naughty children would have to stay by my bed all night. It's true, I was beaten so badly, so I wouldn't consider taking care of my image!
Then, they understood what my father was nagging every day. Once there was any danger, they would always stand in front of me.
When they killed the enemy yesterday morning, they regretted that they were so scared that they did not protect me because they saw so many dead people. When they talked in their sleep at night, they always said, "Young Master, don't be afraid, we are here!"
...Of course, is this what I should say?!
Because I have had the foundation for hunting many times in Luoxi Mountain, Shiro Goro pulled out the small sword he had received yesterday in his hand, and there was also a long bamboo pole that had just been broken, knocking and hitting everywhere. If there were any poisonous snakes, centipedes, etc., they would reveal their whereabouts in advance.
The bamboo forest is very cool and not cold, and the raindrops do not drip down because of the lush bamboo leaves.
But the bamboo forest is not dry, and because of the early spring morning, there are layers of fog, which looks a bit like the fairyland in the mythological stories that Master said.
“This place is really comfortable!”
A gentle and gentle boy stretched out his waist with a smile, "If it were summer, I would build a floor here and sleep at night, I could hear the chirping of birds and frogs, it would be so poetic."
His name is Tang Benji Hide, and he was thirteen years old. His parents were both from Japan, but he died the second year after he joined our Sanguo Village. He was only five years old at that time.
From then on, he grew up eating a hundred schools of thought. Because he was very smart and studious, his master also took special care of him. He often said that he read the Four Books and Five Classics more thoroughly than me, but he also felt a nerdy spirit.
Although Tang Benjixiu was very nerdy, when he was asked to fight hard, this guy always rushed to the front. Several times when we fought with wild beasts, he was carried down with scars like me. After recovering from the wounds, he rushed forward again without any change. So Baye also praised him as a "good talent with both civil and military affairs."
Another cold boy answered him without thinking: "Tang Ben, I heard those slaves say yesterday that all the people who were tortured and killed by the "Ten Thousand Beasts Group" were buried in the bamboo forest, so you saw that the bamboo forest was so lush, and it was grown up by absorbing human flesh and blood. Do you still have the mood to lie on the ground?"
Don Benjishui opened her eyes wide, "Tuck, aren't you kidding?"
"Yesterday, those slaves brought all the dead members and slaves of the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Group' into small carts and transported them to the hills to buried them. Where do you think they would be buried?"
The boy named Tucker still said in a stern voice.
"Well……"
Thinking of the dead bodies under his feet, a group of guys immediately started to vomit in a creepy manner. Tang Benjishui and Femisky jumped left and right, fearing that they would step on them.
I shook my head. Tucker has never been so ignorant about concealing and sleek. Even if you are telling the truth, you don’t have to say it now. It will affect the atmosphere more, even if we go out before we talk about it.
As for whether you say I'm afraid?
Please!
I am not afraid of living people, but why are you afraid of dead birds?
Master Bao, I saw the time when I was so scared that I pee my pants, it was gone forever!
Looking proudly at a group of friends who were feeling scared, except for me, there was only Tucker's cold face without any change.
Tucker is the son of Uncle Yibeilie, one of the Spanish macho uncles. He is thirteen years old. Because he inherited Yibeilie's physique, he is not inferior to Goro.
It's funny to say that on the way to the Song Dynasty, Lao Lao's big ship saved several women who were chased by the natives while passing through an island. Then several macho uncles fell in love with these girls at first sight.
Among them, Uncle Yi Beilie and his wife were the first to succeed in creating a human being, and gave birth to Tucker on the boat.
Tucker spent all of his time on a boat before he was two years old. His frequent vomiting and illness made his body weaker. When he arrived on the Hokkien Island, although his body had improved after a long period of treatment, he became accustomed to being sick for several years. Since then, he has rarely expressed his expression.
If we talk about who is the most courageous among us, no one will convince us, but if we talk about who is the least nervous when facing danger, it must be Tucker.
The last time we faced the big black bear again, even a brave man like me was so scared that he ran away because of his previous psychological shadows. However, only Tucker set up several traps along the way and successfully delayed the big black bear's speed at us, so he was alert to break back and retreat.
...
The horror of children comes and goes quickly.
After I told a few jokes and portrayed the beautiful scenery of the future, my friends finally stopped jumping around, but they were more cautious when walking.
From the mountain, you can see that the bamboo forest is scattered in a semicircular shape. When you walk in, you will see that it is very wide inside. You can walk at least one or two hundred meters before you enter the center of the bamboo forest.
There is a stream in the center of the bamboo forest, which almost runs through most of the bamboo forest.
We went up to take a sip of water. The water in the stream was particularly sweet, and there was not much water in the springs in Luoxi Mountain.
During this period, I saw Locke wanting to open his mouth and speak, and quickly glared at him, indicating that this kid should not ruin the scenery. If he said anything about flesh and blood nourishing the stream, the group of friends would have to vomit it out again.
With such sweet stream nourishment, it is no wonder that the bamboo forest grows so lushly. The more you reach the central area, the more you can see bamboo that is at least fifty meters tall.
Because of this stream, we walked directly to the source of the stream until we arrived near the southwest, and saw a small pool with a slightly higher terrain from which the stream water flowed out. It seemed that the small pool should be a living eye. I wonder if the underground is connected to the Liuyin River next to it.
With the river water of Liuyin River irrigating the fields, with the stream water nourishing the bamboo forest, and with the harbor, I can catch fish, shrimps and crabs, this treasure land is really worth the waste of my efforts and the dangers of my life!
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