Although the ancient sheep kidneys did not taste good, they made Xin Wu grow up quickly, and his hearing seemed to have improved somewhat. The two words that his mother kept repeating and vibrating simultaneously on her chest must be calling him. The name, guessed from the shape of the mouth, should be "Cong Yi" - "Clever ears and eyes". It is probably because I have poor hearing that I got such a name that I hope will make me better!
Before really understanding it, Quan recognized the name: "Congyi, Congyi, Congyi, or Congyi?" , he should be calling him, give him a reaction when the time comes, don't let them underestimate you.
Not only do you have to decipher this sentence, but you also have to decipher other pronunciations. You can't be so confused that you can't even figure out what they are saying! However, since this era was around the Spring and Autumn Period, still in the Central Plains area, the ancient pronunciation at that time should be closer to the current Hokkien, Cantonese, and Chaoshan dialects. Fortunately, I shared a dormitory with Wang Li for four years, because I have a good understanding of various languages. Interested, Xin Wu forced him to teach him a few things, but he didn't expect that it might come in handy here.
"If the pronunciation is close to Cantonese, my 'baby name' should be 'Cong'er', so that the word 'yi' can make sense, and there is no need to fiddle around to find the correct word."
With this idea, interpreting their lip language has now become an interesting thing. Before his hearing was completely normal, Xinwu's greatest pleasure every day was to interpret what the adults were talking about.
In fact, what he hopes more is to have the opportunity to read some words, which will further strengthen the accuracy of his judgment.
Although what Xin Wu usually hates the most is constantly seeing advertisements everywhere, here, all the pictures are full of beautiful scenery without a single word, which simply makes him feel a little flustered: "There are no words, There is no clock, no calendar, no computer, mobile phone, Internet, and no electricity. I still can’t hear the sound clearly, and I can’t speak. What on earth should I do?”
"Forget it, let's eat as hard as we can and grow as fast as we can. When we grow big enough, we can go out and explore the answer." Xin Wu had to persuade himself to be patient.
The embarrassing and ignorant period of being helpless, childish, and peeing and peeing, where he ate and slept and was used as a toy by the adults for their amusement. Finally, Xinwu has passed, and now Xinwu can go out for "adventures." At the age of three, "Cong'er" finally found out a series of basic information about his family and neighbors during this long period of infant and toddler growth:
"My mother should be an expert at making clothes. The clothes she made for me were very beautiful and well-fitting. She also dressed her husband well and was very good at matching colors and textures;
Dad must be a craftsman who makes bamboo products, because there is a large bamboo product processing area in the backyard, and the main business is probably "bamboo slips". A set of processes is very complicated, including chopping, peeling, cutting, peeling, soaking, etc. Sun-drying and rope weaving, from stacking bamboo raw materials to finished products, are like an assembly line, arranged very reasonably. Other bamboo products are orphan products and should only be used for personal use;
A couple who are neighbors who often come to visit us must be in the business of meat products, because they often come over with meat strips or kidneys, and then take away many rolls of prepared 'bamboo slips'. I wonder if this is considered a business for them. , or friendship, anyway, they appear too many times, they are the ones who move around the most, let’s just think of them as the best neighbors and friends!
Moreover, every time I come here, there is always a little girl following me. She is a little sister who thinks she is very sensible and good at taking care of her 'brother'. She must be only five or six years old. She is a few years older than me. Like an elder, she asked to hold her brother every time she came over, so she came straight to me and made it clear that she was using me as a toy to satisfy her addiction to being a 'mother'.
The most irritating thing is that in order to look like her, she would imitate her mother every time and lift up her top, hoping to let me suck her breasts - you should prepare the props too! She also discovered that she had no milk source. When she came for the second time, she secretly stuffed two cloth balls inside her clothes and pressed my mouth upwards. She almost suffocated me to death several times! Wait, in the future, when I grow up, I will not take revenge for this - no, this 'revenge' is really inconvenient to take, forget it! never mind! For the sake of my broad mind, let this matter be dropped! "
In order to get rid of the endless "harassment" and "playing" of this hateful and difficult little tail, Xinwu decided to secretly punish her. When she came to hug him again, he deliberately performed a cruel show She fell to the ground and immediately started crying, finally successfully dissuading this "mom volunteer" from her enthusiasm.
The "bitter meat trick" worked, and her mother never dared to let her touch Xinwu again, finally successfully solving this little trouble!
Just wandering around the front and back of the house can no longer satisfy Xinwu—no, "Cong'er"'s curiosity to explore the world. Finally one day, while his father was away and his mother was taking a nap, Cong'er secretly spotted the opportunity, climbed out of bed lightly, held her shoes in her hands, and slowly walked out of the house with her bare feet. In the courtyard, I put on my shoes and looked back again. I found that there was nothing strange, so I happily walked towards the courtyard door.
This was the first time that he truly walked out of this beautiful courtyard alone without an adult holding, dragging or caring him.
Walking onto the small bamboo bridge, the stream flowing in front of the house is crystal clear, with lush water plants and some small fish and tadpoles swimming in it.
The feeling of freedom is so wonderful!
The midday sun was so powerful that it made Cong'er unable to open his eyes. Cong'er quickly walked off the bridge and let himself walk under the protection of the dense bamboo forest.
There are bamboos everywhere. This bamboo forest covers the entire hillside. Looking back, it turns out that the house I live in is the one closest to the edge of the small village in this bamboo forest. It is not far away and you can see Go to the roof of another courtyard. It should be the neighbor's house who always comes to deliver meat!
There is a path going down along the winding mountain road in the bamboo forest. It is not easy to see the location of this half-way hillside. If you climb to the top of the mountain in the opposite direction, according to your current strength, it is too weak and inappropriate; forget it. It’s my first adventure. Let’s do a simple one first. Just walk down the path and see what’s going on below.
As a child, you have to act like a child. Cong'er casually grabbed a small bamboo branch with a few leaves on the road, held it in his hand, and swung it clockwise like a hydrogen balloon, bouncing around. Jumping down.
