Chapter 20: Memories of Youth (4)
The boy moved back, dodging, "Uh...... With so many, won't the effect be too violent?"
"Hmph! It's a soft egg, let me help you!"
The flower dragged the boy past him, and despite his struggles, pressed him against the wall with both hands and feet, so that he could not move. Then he pinched his mouth with one hand, scooped the decoction from the pot with a bowl in the other, and forcibly poured it into him.
"Woooooooooo......oo Let go of my ......"
"Goo-goo-goo...... You savage woman...... Fuck off!"
"Gollum...... Help!cough cough cough ......."
The boy struggled desperately, but his weak and weak body made him unable to exert any strength, and he completely became a lamb to the slaughter, and could only be tossed by the girl to do whatever he wanted.
"You wicked girl...... Ahem...... If you dare to pour medicine on me, my old man will not dare to do this to me...... Ahem......"
"You wait for me...... See how I clean you up! I'm going to beat you...... Crying dad and calling mother, life can't ...... itself Self-care ......"
The boy coughed uncomfortably for a while, and he couldn't recover for a long time, on the contrary, with the effect of the drug, his head became more and more dizzy, and after a while, he fell directly down and fell asleep.
"Whew...... Got it, what a nuisance!"
Hua'er sat aside and grimaced at him maliciously.
"Come on, you have the ability to get up and settle accounts! hehehehe...... You bad guy, your mouth is really poisonous, Grandpa has such a good temper and people are angry with you. ”
"If you hadn't fainted, I would have tossed you down the mountain road and let the wolves take you away. ”
Looking at the young man's handsome and picturesque face, Hua'er couldn't help but be jealous, kneaded it with her hands quite hard, and had a lot of fun, "Hmph, why is a big man so good-looking, look at my five-fingered girl's power, hehehehe......"
I don't know how long he slept, the boy was woken up by a burst of "gurgling" pain, he sat up with difficulty holding his stomach, and muttered: "It turns out ...... Is that what it feels like to be hungry?"
It was the first time he had experienced this kind of experience when he was so big.
As he spoke, he felt a little pain in both cheeks, and he touched it for some reason, "It hurts, could it be that I accidentally hit it?"
At this moment, there was a sound of "click" and "stabbing" outside the house, and the desire to survive made him decide to go out and have a look, he was really hungry.
He moved slowly to the door like a cripple, his hands pulled gently, the strong noon sunlight just hit his eyes, making him blind for a short time, and it took a few seconds to return to normal, and he came into view of a mountain house full of primitive flavors, green green bamboo planted around the small courtyard, and looked along a doorway in the corner, there were bluestone slab steps leading to the stream not far away.
It looked like a remote place away from the crowds, and the air was so fresh that he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Immediately, his eyes couldn't help but freeze on the figure of the girl chopping wood.
Under the sun, she was so serious and focused, the axe in her hand fell steadily, and the thick bowl of firewood cracked in response to the sound, and was neatly stacked in the corner.
Her movements are indescribably smooth and fluent, and there is an unexpected beauty. The boy leaned against the door, just watched quietly, and actually fell into a trance, completely forgetting about hunger.
Not long after, the humble wood door was pushed open from the outside, but it was the old man who returned. He carried a homemade bow and arrow on his shoulder, and a bamboo basket on his back, which was covered with a thick layer of grass and leaves, which seemed to contain a lot of things.
"Flowers, don't be busy, come and clean up this. The old man put the bamboo blue down and poured out wild things from all over the place, including pheasants, hares, mushrooms, wild vegetables, and so on.
"Grandpa, you drink water and rest, and I'll do the rest. Hua'er filled the mountain spring water in a bamboo tube and handed it to the old man.
After that, she went into a nearby stove, found a clean bowl, and came out with a knife.
But I saw that the young man was squatting on the ground, holding those wild things in his hands from time to time, and talking to the old man.
"You caught all of this with your own hands?" the young man looked at the old man with bright eyes.
The boy has a special passion for hunting activities in his bones, and the idea of catching the prey with his own hands makes his blood surge.
"Hmm!" the old man drank his water and nodded with a sigh of regret.
"Is that the only bow you want?" the boy struggled to lift the bow and arrow, and found that it was as heavy as an iron bow.
"Hmm!"
"You're a hunter, can you teach me?"
"Hmm......" the old man almost nodded habitually, but fortunately he noticed it, "No! young people better kill less." ”
"Why not? Can you kill someone as old as you are?" said the young man, unconvinced.
"Little wow, there is a price to be paid for killing, you have a bright future, you don't have to take this rugged road. The old man put down the bamboo tube and kindly explained.
"Cut! To put it in a high-sounding way, I haven't killed it well. ”
"How can you understand the bitterness in my heart?" the old man stood up, beat his back, sighed and walked into the house, "Alas...... When I'm old, I'm tired and panicked when I run a mountain, thinking that back then, the old man and I ran ten mountains were all alive. ”
"Hmph!" the young man didn't believe in evil, so he picked up his bow and arrows and aimed them in the east and west, "How is this used......
"Oops! Get out of the way, don't get in the way here. The flowers stood behind him, unceremoniously plucked.
The young man looked back and saw a sharpened machete, shining with a dazzling and cold light, facing the door in front of him, and immediately quickly stood up and walked away.
"Hmph!" Hua'er snorted coldly, ignored him no longer, picked up the pheasant and walked to the stream not far away, found a relatively flat boulder, stepped on the pheasant's body, pulled up his neck, and cut it with a knife that did not change his face. Blood sprayed into the bowl that had already been prepared on the side, and the pheasant, which was originally alive, soon lost its breath.
Although the young man who came over to watch the excitement was not frightened, he couldn't help but complain with disgust, "Tut...... So cruel, are you still a woman?"
"Shut up and don't mess with me, or I'll give you a knife. Hua'er waved the machete in her hand at the young man, showing off her might.
The young man closed his mouth, but the person did not leave. Everything here completely subverted his previous rigid life, and made him extremely curious.
He sat down on the big stone beside him with great interest, watched the girl pluck the chicken feathers from the ground, dug a pit for the chicken head and feathers, and then put the chicken in the stream to clean it, and when he was done, he carried a knife into the stove.
"Bang Dang" and "Bang Dang", just watch her chop the chicken into well-proportioned pieces, find a small wooden basin, and marinate it with all kinds of strange ingredients. Then I cleaned the mushrooms on the ground and some wild vegetables that I had never seen before.
The young man watched the whole time, and Hua'er was stared at a little irritably, glaring at him angrily, "If you have nothing to do, go and clean the yard, we don't raise idlers here." ”
"I'm dizzy, I can't move. The young man stood at the door, not moving, and habitually retorted: "I am injured, and you still want me to work, where is your conscience?"
"Conscience has been eaten by you, don't you know?" Hua'er teased.
She used to be a good and gentle child, but after learning the viciousness of her youth, she became more evil than him.