Uh, little girl, where are you from? "
Qi Huan tried to speak in a soft voice and pointed in the direction of South Korea's main island.
"So what?" Xiaojie was very stubborn, "You are not Poseidon's men, you are foreigners!"
"Well... that's right for you." Qi Huan thought for a moment, "We want to visit your hometown. But why do you want to come out?"
Xiaoju, who was hiding behind the girl, spoke, his tone timid.
"Go, serve Lord Poseidon..."
"Don't tell them!" Xiaojie said loudly, "Everyone outside is a bad person! Lord Poseidon's envoys have told me that you hateful guys all want to steal Poseidon's treasures!"
Bai Ya raised his knife and his tone was quite unkind.
"Are you mistaken? If it wasn't for my brother to save you, you would have gone to the sea to feed the fish, okay? If you don't know what's good, you wouldn't expect that broken board to send you thousands of miles away, right?"
"He's so fierce..." Xiaoju whispered to her sister.
"Liar!" Xiaojie shouted, "The angel said that as long as we keep floating here, Lord Poseidon will come to pick us up within a day!"
"Poseidon doesn't know, black and white may come." Qi Huan sighed, "The direction of the waves here is not fixed, and the currents can be said to be arbitrary from east to west, north and south. One moment it was calm, and the next moment it was stormy. With luck, I was caught before something happened. If you take it to an uninhabited island, if you are unlucky, you will die in the belly of a fish."
"Shut up! None of what a stranger says can be trusted!"
"Okay, okay, you're right."
Qi Huan didn't bother to argue with these two brats. As a result, the two children ran back to the raft and dragged the raft back. The other three people did not stop them. After all, no matter how hard they tried, they would be pushed back by the rising tide. After a while, they were soaked to the skin, their hair was disheveled, they looked messy, and they looked quite pitiful.
Bai Ya brought some dry firewood over, threw it on the ground and piled it up casually. He slashed the two blades hard against the pile of firewood. Sparks flew out and the firewood immediately burned. They have been relying on this method to light fires these past few days. This has always been something Qi Huan and Jun Aoyan can't figure out. Whether it is drilling wood to make fire or making fire from flint, it is not easy, but why is the spark in Bai Ya's hand so flammable? It can only be explained by spiritual power.
Bai Ya made it clear that he was here to see the show, but he actually grilled fish at the beach. Qi Huan and Jun Aoyan sat next to him, somewhat... stunned. But soon, they also watched the show with Bai Ya. They spent the past two days making a grid using the bark of a special tree on the island. The bark is soft, very pliable and non-flammable. Weave it into a grid and you can put food on it, which is much more convenient than lifting it with your hands. It is easy to dig up large shells and snails here. In the morning, Qi Huan also caught a seabird, which he packed up and roasted on it. Sprinkled with salt, the ingredients quickly roasted to a sizzling sound, and the aroma of the meat filled the entire coast, lingering for a long time, making the two children look back frequently.
As the sun sets, the fire illuminates this area. The gentle sunlight falls on the smoking food, coating it with a faint layer of warmth, making it look more appetizing.
"To be honest, I heard them swallow their saliva." Qi Huan whispered, "Are we not very kind?"
Bai Ya didn't speak, nor did he look at the two children. But Xiaojie and Xiaoju obviously have opinions, but they can't say it. They can only look here helplessly. Jun Aoyan seemed to have understood something. When a few clams were roasted and became fragrant, she waved to the two children and shouted:
"Are you hungry? If so, let's eat together."
"Who eats your food..."
Although they muttered quietly, the effect was achieved. Human beings are always honest in front of their instincts, especially such unsteady children. Since they all believed in the mythical-sounding Poseidon legend, they could be more honest about food, right? However, there is indeed an element of gambling in doing so. After all, some older teenagers and young people already have their own judgment and a blind and unquestioning passion for it. thing.
"Ever since I can remember, my life has been very affluent." While eating, Bai Ya suddenly started talking more, "My father never took me to walk on ordinary roads or do ordinary things. Of course, this is also the reason why I have grown up to a certain age. I just realized it. One time, my father and I were sitting on the wall, sharing a roast goose that had just been baked. The goose was very big, and I was very full. There were many children gathered under the wall, and some were scratching the wall and screaming. Wild dogs. The bones that my father threw were rushed up and snatched by wild dogs. The children were so angry that they beat the dog, but the dog would not let go. I couldn’t eat anymore, so I also threw the meaty bones, and the children started fighting. I continued I lost some, and many of the people who snatched them away were younger than me, and there were also people my age. It felt like...throwing chopped wild vegetables and feeding them to the chickens, it felt like a mess."
Jun Aoyan looked at him with a strange look, somewhat resentful. It is not difficult to understand. In marching life, supplies are not always abundant, and it is not easy to fill one's stomach. Qi Huan's tone is also a bit subtle:
"Your childhood education...is very problematic."
"I don't think it's appropriate." Jun Aoyan said bluntly, "When we are poor to a certain extent, we will not let go of tree roots and grass. It is no better than refugees in the war. Once I ate grass roots for several days. Mixed with rice bran, I suffered from gastrointestinal problems, vomiting and diarrhea. The military doctor said it was impossible without oil and water, but there was nothing in that place. Finally, someone caught a skinny eating rat and used it to stew soup, and I finally survived. "
"You actually eat mice."
"Then what else will we eat?!"
Jun Aoyan suddenly became angry. It was difficult for her to understand how this "rich kid" style of playfulness appeared in Bai Ya. It's hard to say whether the money was clean. Most of it came from burning, killing and looting. If Qi Huan hadn't blocked her, she would have voiced her doubts - it was unnecessary and would cause worthless trouble in a deserted place.
"Tsk, anyway, I haven't lived that kind of life since I was born. That day my dad asked me what I thought when I saw all this. To be honest, I had no idea or feeling at all."
"Then you are quite strange." Qi Huan forced a smile, "Some people will secretly be grateful for their wealthy life, some will have a sense of worry about replacement; some will sympathize with these poor people, and some will only regard it as a joke, or feel sad about it. Disgusted. Don’t you feel anything? No feeling at all?”
"...Maybe it's not that I really have no feelings." Bai Ya's expression was a little complicated. "At that time, I had a strange mood, but it was not obvious. Maybe I was too young at that time and could not understand that kind of emotion. This On the other side of the wall are poor children with gray faces and ragged clothes, but on the other side of the wall, in the beautifully decorated buildings, live young men and young ladies from wealthy families. They are well-dressed and well-fed, and a meal during the festival can make the children on this side happy. People have no worries about food and clothing all year round. When I thought about this at that time, I had a kind of... what I now think should be called a sense of fragmentation. It was very broken, very - in the future, we traveled to many places, and I was given this kind of feeling. Feeling. This world is fragmented and never complete. But holding all these fragments together makes the world complete."
"Do you think the world is fair?" Qi Huan suddenly asked him.
"Always fair."
"unfair."
Jun Aoyan's opinions once again conflicted with Bai Ya's. But Bai Ya didn't refute her, but picked up the stick out of boredom and turned the grilled fish over. Then, he asked meaningfully:
"What kind of unfair law?"
"Some people have no worries about food and clothing, and some people are short of food and clothing. The children of the rich family have so much food that they throw it away and don't bother to take it for charity. They have to take turns to pick the flowers and cloths, and there is never a shortage of corpses that starve to death and freeze to death on the remote streets. Some people are aloof, With rhetoric and paper talk, the soldiers went through life and death for ridiculous reasons, unnecessary purposes, and inexplicable orders. Those dignitaries, even if they were dying, made great efforts, and the tributes were enough to feed many poor people, and the civilians and poor people had their families after their death. Not even a decent straw mat can be produced. Some people pursue love between men and women, pursuit of immortality, and more people just want to fill their stomachs. And they have done nothing wrong, but they have to bear the unnecessary consequences. You still have Do you want to say without shame that this world is fair?"
Jun Aoyan didn't say much, but he was probably anxious this time. She hasn't gotten out of that depression yet, and her emotions are out of control. Bai Ya was not in a hurry, and suddenly used his hand to pierce the cooked fish with the wooden stick.
"Then let me ask you, where does the rich people's money come from?"
"Taken from the poor."
"Is it possible that they relied on robbery? Then I'm afraid one or two of them will be imprisoned like my father. Indeed, their money ultimately came from another group of people, but what did they rely on? Whether it's a trick or a trick, it's all the same Wisdom. Of course, it is not excluded that the squires bully the common people, and we can take stock slowly. But if you think about it carefully, the wealth spent by those young masters and ladies was accumulated and worked hard by the fathers. Someone can teach filial sons, and teach talented people, for Either the court or the common people, make some contributions. Some people cannot educate their children well and their family property is ruined. That is retribution. It is difficult for a poor person to get ahead these days, but it is not impossible - marry, work, study, etc. Martial arts, Taoism... whatever you choose is a path. Perhaps the poorest thing is vision, and you can't think so much, but there are many talented people in the world, and there are many people who work hard from the bottom. Let me say it again: The world is always fair. Your vision It’s too narrow, and you can only see the present. Looking at the past and the future, no one can make a final conclusion on what all this will be like.”
Xiaojie and Xiaoju came over at some point. They were probably a little cold and wanted to catch some heat. Bai Ya stood up, walked to them, and held out the grilled fish condescendingly.
"It's always fair...as long as you are willing to do what you say, and be willing to change."
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