The vast mountains were deserted, and after walking for three days, I still couldn't find a single home.
Zheng Bajin's trousers have been cut into shorts. If he can't find the market anymore, he will soon become a bare commander with nothing to clip.
Fortunately, he kept running and his pursuers had disappeared. He began to wonder if he was going in the wrong direction?
Fortunately, at this moment, a wisp of smoke appeared in front of him, and Zheng Bajin became excited. He put down Lin Shiya in his arms and said, "The road is easier to walk now. There are no irritants. Your body has recovered a lot and you can walk on your own. There may be someone in front of you, so go and have a good meal first, otherwise, there will be a bird in your mouth."
Sure enough, not far away, a small road appeared, leading to a small village.
Zheng Bajin occasionally helped Lin Shiya. When he went to the village, he saw that the place was too poor and only had thatched houses.
An old man was sitting at the end of the village basking in the sun. A big black dog was beside him. When he saw someone coming, he kept barking.
The old man scolded, and the big black dog lay on the ground obediently, but still stared at Zheng Bajin warily.
The old man saw that Zheng Bajin had a gun in his hand and remained unmoved, as if he was used to it. Zheng Bajin was very surprised. It was not possible that troops often appeared in such a remote place. It was not scientific at all.
"Old man, don't be afraid. We are just passing by and want to find something to eat. I wonder if it can be convenient." Zheng Bajin felt relieved when he heard that there was no movement in the village and said to the old man politely.
The old man shook his head and said a few words.
Zheng Bajin didn't understand it at all. It seemed that this old man was a real pastry chef.
"He said which army are you from and what are you doing here?" Lin Shiya finished speaking to Zheng Bajin, and then translated to the old man what Zheng Bajin had just said.
The old man understood Lin Shiya's words, turned around and called into the room: "Anadine."
In the dilapidated door, a woman walked out with her head bent, holding a handful of wild vegetables in her hand, as if she was cooking.
Zheng Bajin sighed secretly. It seemed that the family could no longer uncover the pot. It was really not easy to get some food.
The man was in his twenties, with a dark face, tattered clothes, and a pair of shoes on his feet that were patched and covered with mud, as if he had just come down from the mountain. However, although he is in good shape, he may be suffering from chronic malnutrition.
She looked at Zheng Bajin and said a few words?
"She said that this man is pretty good-looking!" Lin Shiya blushed slightly and said to Zheng Bajin.
"Thank you, we are just passing by, can you give me something to eat?" Zheng Bajin knew that Lin Shiya must have some reservations about the translation just now, so he still smiled and said politely to the woman.
Anadine nodded, took out a small stool from the house, said a few words to Lin Shiya, and turned back to the house.
Lin Shiya actually sat on the stool, not caring whether Zheng Bajin understood or not.
At this time, the old man stood up, gave the small stool to Zheng Bajin, and said a few words to Lin Shiya.
Zheng Bajin was completely disgusted and secretly hated himself. Only then did he realize the importance of knowledge. The more languages you learn, the more paths you can take.
However, Zheng Bajin soon understood what the old man meant, which was to let them sit for a while while his daughter went to cook.
Zheng Bajin did not sit down, but returned the stool to the old man's hand and said politely: "Old man, I won't sit down, you can always sit down."
At this time, Lin Shiya finally stopped Zheng Bajin's command and translated what he said to the old man.
The old man smiled, nodded, and said to Lin Shiya: "..."
Lin Shiya stopped paying attention to Zheng Bajin, and started talking to the old man in diminutive, and glanced at Zheng Bajin from time to time.
Zheng Bajin became an idle worker and had no idea what people were talking about. He thought to himself, fortunately, he was good at skills, otherwise, like in previous years, some people would go to work with others, and in the end, they would be sold by others and still help count. money.
It seems that this old man, who usually relies on each other for life as a father and daughter, will definitely not have an easy life.
He wanted to ask anyone else in his hometown, but it was a pity that Lin Shiya didn't translate for him, so it was useless to ask.
I wanted to help the old man collect some firewood, but I was afraid that Lin Shiya would not be safe here alone.
Suddenly, he saw a few hemp seeds planted in an open field not far away. As he walked over, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the village.
Then, I saw a middle-aged woman walking over and looking at Zheng Bajin in trance, just like looking at a giant panda.
Zheng Bajin nodded towards her, but the middle-aged woman turned red and ran away.
Zheng Bajin was stunned. He was so handsome that he was obsessed with this middle-aged woman.
After a while, more than a dozen people came to the village, all of them women and children, and two old people. There was no young man?
These people looked at Zheng Bajin as if they were curious, and from time to time they whispered and made comments, as if Zheng Bajin was a piece of art that was auctioned in the market.
Lin Shiya smiled maliciously on the side and asked Zheng Bajing to confirm that all the young men here died in the war, leaving behind a group of old and weak women and children, looking for a man to take root here.
When the old man saw it, he came over and talked to these people, with a strange expression and an unceremonious look.
The other party didn't show any weakness and talked "reason" with the old man.
And several people talked about the old man, especially the women, and kept talking around the old man, just like a quarrel.
The old man had the air of being outnumbered, and was soon defeated.
At this time, Lin Shiya stepped forward, stood in front of Zheng Bajin, and said with a smile: "These women said that as long as you stay, they will be responsible for raising you, I think it will work!"
"Fuck you, do I look like a freeloader? Tell everyone, I'm yours, no one can take it from you!" Zheng Bajin got angry after hearing this.
He was not angry at the bad ideas of these ignorant and backward people, but angry at Lin Shiya for not speaking up for him.
Lin Shiya was not angry with Zheng Bajin, but smiled and said something to people.
People's eyes lit up, as if they had found a treasure.
Zheng Bajin's heart sank. It was impossible for Lin Shiya to agree to the other party's conditions and sell herself to them.
If this is the case, what are you waiting for? Just run away.
At this time, Anadine came out and handed a bowl of corn porridge to Zheng Bajin's hand, looking at people with a strange expression.
People suddenly sighed deeply and left with disappointed faces.
Zheng Bajin didn't understand it at all. He thought that this woman named Anadine was the dominant figure in the village and everyone was afraid of her, so he finally saved himself.
Feeling relieved, he nodded to Anadine. Anyway, he was hungry and began to eat porridge.
It's called porridge, but it's actually just a bowl of porridge, with very little cornmeal and mostly water and wild vegetables.
"Congratulations, you can settle down here and no longer have to be homeless." Lin Shiya looked at Zheng Bajin with a half-smile, and then said, "The rules of the village are that any man who enters the village and drinks whose porridge belongs to him will have that night. "
Zheng Bajin almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He hurriedly put the bowl in Lin Shiya's hand and said, "It's you who do it!"
…
