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Chapter 20
Maybe even if a person is tired of a certain life, when he knows that he is about to leave, he will give birth to a little masochistic attachment - not to mention that Chu Huan is not tired of the Liyi Clan at all.
After returning from the river, Chu Huan stopped drilling in the woods every day, and ignored anyone except Nan Shan. His sense of presence in front of the tribe suddenly became higher.
In the past, Chu Huan really didn't like children and small animals. When he saw the little cubs, he took a detour, and when he heard them chirping, he was two times older.
But one day, when he stood in front of his window, he looked up and saw several small things hanging in a row on the treetops like bats, craned his neck, and thought he was peeping quietly, Chu Huan miraculously I didn't feel annoying.
He couldn't help but remembered how he looked like when he was a child that the cats didn't want to see the dogs, and said to his heart: "If this little Luer will give birth to two in the future, will their family still have a clean time in this life?"
Chu Huan raised his hand to the scout on the tree and beckoned. A bunch of cubs' stretched necks suddenly shrank from a pelican to a tortoise. You slapped me with a twist, I kicked you, and they all shuddered. Refused to move first.
In the end, it was the little bald head who took the lead and jumped down from the tree with the friendship of a candy.
Reconnaissance company just like dumping dumplings, all jumped out of the tree, and Chu Huan went back to the house and grabbed a handful of sweets. One person gave him a piece and sent all the cubs away.
Of course, there are also things that are not so easy to pass, such as small bald heads.
The little bald head was greedy and not enough to swallow the elephant. After eating the sugar, he was still thinking about people. He thought very carefully for a moment in place, and decided that a thick skin was the first cornerstone of a person's success. Aside, he spread his arms towards Chu Huan.
Chu Huan took a step back in fright: "What are you doing? You don't want to hug?"
The little bald head clearly verified his thoughts: "Hug!"
Chu Huan stepped forward tremblingly like a mine, keeping a safe distance from the little bald head, lowered his voice, and tried to reason with the little bald head in his half-baked Liyi Clan's words: "A gloomy and ferocious old man , To an enthusiastic friend of children, this distance is a long way, do you know? With the ground as far as the sun, I have just started, you have to give me time."
I don't know if his pronunciation is inaccurate or not clear or what, anyway, the little bald head is not moved by listening, and sticks his arm persistently at him.
Seeing that Xiaozhi's reasoning didn't work, Chu Huan had to move with affection-and handed out a piece of candy: "Eat, play by yourself after eating, be good."
How can children like wild boars from the Liyi tribe be so easy to buy? The little bald man took the candy, not only was he unmoved, he also launched a big move at Chu Huan: he hugged his thigh.
The magical little poisonous snake appeared from nowhere. Seeing this situation, he made a decisive decision to follow along with itโit quickly climbed onto Chu Huan's trousers leg and wrapped his other leg.
Chu Huan: "..."
He carried the weight of "man and nature" on his two legs, which was really difficult.
Chu Huan had to use the movement of carrying a bag of explosives, carefully holding the little bald head, and sending him back to his parents.
His mother was so ashamed of what his hapless child had done, so he picked up the little bald head in front of Chu Huan and gave him a firm butt.
When Chu Huanquan didn't see it, he pretended to be deaf and slipped away. The little poisonous snake stuck his head out of his shoulder and cast a sympathetic glance in the direction of crying father and mother.
The little bald head was just like this. At the beginning of his life, he had tasted the scorching state of "true love is a scum", and howled.
When Chu Huan was passing a small hillside, he happened to ran into a group of grazing lads getting together to have fun, and the sound of their squatting and farting was sent to Chu Huan's ears by the wind.
No matter how simple and kind a small group, there will always be one or two unlucky people who are usually bullied by everyone. Obviously, the riding whip is the "doudou" in "eat and sleep" .
Several people surrounded the horsewhip, and the horsewhip was blushing and arguing roughly: "When I was on the other side of the river, I lived with the king for many days. I did the calculation for him when he settled the accounts! He also said that It's his brother."
The others booed: "Bring it!"
A young man beat the horse whip on his chest to provoke: "You said you are his brother, then dare you call him over for a drink?"
Horse whip: "I...I..."
"Hey, I saw him! Go there-didn't you say that he is your brother? Then he came over as soon as you waved!"
"Go on blowing!"
"That's right, you're blowing a big cow, don't you just go over there to the river? Dashan has gone."
"We still go to class with Dawang Dawang every day, you can't even say what others say, brothers."
The whip's face flushed red, angrily shook off the others, suffocated his breath, and strode towards Chu Huan.
But his courage vented all the way. When he arrived in front of Chu Huan, there was basically no leakage left. He bowed his head and walked to Chu Huan like a penitent crime, his dirty hands tense. Rubbing his trouser legs, his face was full of the despair of a middle school student who failed a foreign language when he met the foreign teacher.
Chu Huan found a bit of "being a teacher" from his reaction, full of evil and fun-although he felt more like a dean than a teacher.
Chu Huan: "Riding whip, something to do with me?"
The horse whip stammered, blushing enough to stop at the intersection: "I...I...drink...drink...drink."
...Always feel that he is about to cry.
Chu Huan wanted to embarrass the whip for a while, but it was not embarrassing to see this young man embarrassed like this, so he stretched out his hand on his shoulder and agreed happily, "Okay, let's go."
The riding whip didn't expect it to be so easy, and in shock, it froze into a coffin board on the spot - not only him, but all the older bears and children over there were dumbfounded together, as if the group had been in the fixation method.
Chu Huan touched his nose, wondering how noble and glamorous he is usually.
A group of young men were embarrassed to talk to Chu Huan. Finally, they pushed and shoved, and unanimously decided to throw the whip out. The whip staggered two steps and couldn't stand firmly, and came down on one knee.
Chu Huan sat down on the small soil slope and naturally raised Erlang's legs, and said leisurely: "My child, it's not New Year, so I won't give New Year's money on my knees."
Under the tension of the whip, he didn't understand at all. He felt that he was pushed out by his companions, and he was put on the fire in the public, and his mind was confused.
After scratching his ears and cheeks for a long time, the horse whip searched his intestines and squeezed out a sentence: "Da...Majesty King, you...You were in your house, did you also let the horse?"
Chu Huan said without changing his face: "I will not let go, I will hunt."
Everyone did not understand anything, and quickly asked the people around him about what he had just said. After discussing for a while, they showed an expression of disbelief when they figured out what he had said.
A guy said loudly, "Hunting rabbits?"
The talking young man with a baby face, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, was called "Heaven Shaking Thunder", Chu Huan simplified it and called him "Er Kicking".
"That's called'playing a rabbit', not'hunting a rabbit'. The Chinese word for the province should be saved." Chu Huan helped his glasses, consciously a bit like a people's teacher, he said, "I mainly play wild dogs. In case they bite people, it can be said that they are specialized in beating dogs."
just now the second kicker pulled the whip and asked in a low voice in Liyi's language: "Don't believe it?"
The whip guides: "No blind date."
Erkijiao said in a low voice twice, feeling that he had mastered the word, so he said loudly, "No blind date!"
Chu Huan glanced at him unkindly and smiled narrowly: "Blind date? Now I start to miss the girl, are you an adult?"
The grazing lads quickly formed a temporary language study group, and there was another big discussion. It took five minutes for them to gather firewood to discuss the meaning of Chu Huan's words.
I saw Er Kick's face turned from confusion to embarrassment, and finally jumped up anxiously, and pulled the whip to single out.
When Nan Shan and the elder came from a distance, they saw all the tribesmen trying to learn Chu Huanโs legs. They were all strange and colorful-just sitting down and learning, and there are some strange flowers standing on the side. The leg touched the ground, and the other leg lifted up to the knee with difficulty, curiously the golden rooster stood alone.
The men of the Liyi Clan seemed to be over-spirited, whether they were standing or sitting, they had to keep their pens as straight as loose as a clock.
This kind of movement like Chu Huan sitting loosely toward that one, and leaning on anything like raising Erlang's legs, is not available to this tribe.
They will never learn Chu Huan's laziness and absent-mindedness of "people are here, gods are there".
The elder took a look and said to Nan Shan, "Didn't he not mix with the tribe before?"
The elder is an old man, wearing a fancy dress like a bellyband, a large pocket on his chest, stuffed with various fruits, and a big breast of size G is alive.
This person is usually more fascinating than Chu Huan. He is not seen most of the time. Even when the guardian came, he did not show up in person. In the end, Lu Ge visited him before leaving.
When Chu Huan came to Liyi Clan for a few months, he only saw the old man.
Nan Shan's attitude towards the elders has always been reverence and closeness. He followed the elders' gaze, and the corners of his mouth showed a little smile involuntarily: "Maybe it's bored."
The elder took out a fruit from his chest pocket, and when he broke his skinny hand, he broke the thing in half. He looked at the rotten heart, and the corner of his mouth turned down into an arched bridge: Bit."
Nan Shan looked back from Chu Huan: "Huh?"
The elder pointedly pointed at Sang Huai and said, "Some things are just like this fruit. It looks beautiful, and when you break it apart, it is either not open at all or it was bitten by a bug.
Nan Shan frowned: "You said Chu Huan? He is not."
The elder threw the rotten fruit aside, and dug out two bunches of wild strawberries with seedlings from his belly pocket, threw a bunch of them to Nan Shan, wiped it with his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth.
The elder pointedly glanced at the harmonica on the waist of Nan Shan Mountain, and said vaguely: "Why do you know? Because he gave you some gadgets and books?"
Nan Shan didn't say a word.
"Have you dealt with a few outside people? You don't even remember your dad, he used to..."
"I just know." Nan Shan suddenly interrupted the elder.
He suddenly found that he did not like others to question Chu Huan, whether it was Lu Ge or the elderly, Nan Shan decided to end the topic simply and roughly, so he said, "I'm angry."
After speaking, he walked to the water's edge, washed the strawberries, and left the elder aside. He walked over to Chu Huan, and uncannyly borrowed flowers to offer Buddha in front of the elder.
Seeing the patriarch coming, the grazing lads immediately rushed away. Nan Shan handed Chu Huan the fresh and dripping wild strawberries: "Please eat."
"And this one?" Chu Huan's eyes lit up-he doesn't like to eat fruits, he just likes this red and green plant, "you are a treasured land of Feng Shui, it is not cold in winter, and it is not hot in summer. ?"
"That's because it's not winter yet." Nan Shan said, "Do you like us here?"
Chu Huan nodded without hesitation.
Nan Shan then asked: "Do you like me?"
Chu Huan: "..."
Although he knew that Nan Shan was only utterly uncomfortable due to language and cultural differences, he still inevitably became a guilty conscience and almost choked himself due to a ghost.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Nan Shan was a little nervous, and his waist straightened up straighter.
Chu Huan paused, and involuntarily avoided the main contradiction when he said it, and turned a corner: "You are so likable, who doesn't like it?"
Nan Shan heard the reluctance in his words, and felt lost for a moment.
After a long silence, he asked dullly: "If you like it, why don't you stay?"
Chu Huan tilted his head to look at him: "If I want to leave, do you want to go outside with me?"
"Yes," Nan Shan answered calmly, "but I can't leave."
Chu Huan squeezed a strand of his hair, put the tip of the hair in the tip of his finger and played with it: "Then I am almost like you-although with us, I am not as important as you, just a small person, but if there is anything needed I will do it, I still have to leave right away, do you understand?"
Nan Shan gave him a deep look.
Chu Huan patted him on the shoulder, stood up, pointed to the harmonica on his waist and said, "Don't hang that thing on your belt. Are you stupid? Your pants are almost falling off."
Nan Shan pressed Chu Huan's hand on his shoulder.
"You... if you want to leave..." Nan Shan's voice was a little hoarse, "It must be before winter. We must close the mountain in winter, so you can't get out."