Chapter Seventy-Nine: Goodbye Little Boy
Mo Fan didn't follow the chaos, and followed the reception staff to the resort in the north of the town.
Lunjira Atoll is a very famous atoll, after all, it is the administrative center of the archipelago, but you can't see the beautiful scenery, and it feels like you're in the middle of nowhere...... In fact, it's really remote.
White wooden houses on both sides of the road, one after the other. Coconut groves everywhere......
The inhabitants here are fairly affluent. But on other islands, some villages don't even have currency, and the islanders basically barter, and the source of goods is basically monopolized by 'merchants'. But those islands and villages only live in dozens or hundreds of people.
When he went to the resort, Mo Fan asked Mo Yu to push him out of the door, and wandered around the town, accompanied by a reception interpreter throughout the whole process, originally intended to act as Mo Fan's translator, but he didn't know that Mo Fan could speak the local language, and there was no big problem in doing simple communication.
The island is littered with signs of hurricanes, some of the wooden houses have been blown off their roofs, and all the coconut trees are facing in one direction.
In an open field, several children lay on the ground and didn't know what game to play, and laughter was heard from time to time, but when they saw a tall and thin middle-aged man appear, the children scattered in a hurry, leaving only a six- or seven-year-old child with dark skin and dark eyes......
"Da Di. ”
The pronunciation of datu means uncle in some local villages. But this small island, uncle is a different pronunciation......
"It's time to go home for dinner...... the middle-aged man said with a smile on his face.
"Hmm. The child clapped his hands and stood up, his eyes swept over Mo Fan and suddenly stopped, trotted in front of Mo Fan and bowed.
Mo Fan was slightly stunned, the little boy was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
The middle-aged man walked over: "Do you know this gentleman?"
They speak the Nanata dialect, but something is different......
Among the local languages, Mofan is most familiar with Tahitian and then the Nanata dialect. In fact, the two languages are the same, that is, the pronunciation......
"Mr. Mo Fan, it's Mr. Mo Fan. The little boy said excitedly, saluted Mo Fan again, and then took out the necklace hanging on his chest, Mo Fan instantly remembered.
This is the little boy with the 'Jade Bone Finger' necklace.
Mo Fan raised his hand with a smile and winked at the little boy: "I still remember you." It was my little nephew who was not good that day, and I want to apologize to you on his behalf. ”
The little boy bowed to Mo Fan again, making Mo Fan embarrassed, and got up from the wheelchair: "This is your uncle?"
"Yes, it's my uncle. The little boy said.
Mo Fan bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "You should know about the previous incident, it's my little nephew who is ignorant, and I apologize to you on his behalf." ”
"I've heard it all, and there are also Aguirre's bad. The middle-aged man said and coughed violently.
When he regained his strength, Mo Fan pointed to the jade bone on the little boy's chest: "Can I inquire about the origin of this necklace." ”
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment: "It is a relic left by my eldest brother to the child, and the specific origin ...... You're afraid you won't believe me. ”
"Perhaps, I will. Mo Fan smiled.
"It's almost noon, if you don't like it, please come to my house and tell you a story that no one else believes. Mania said with an inviting gesture.
A simple wooden house, the family can be said to be poor. The house was very clean......
There was also an elderly man in the family, who saw the guests coming and hurriedly moved the stool.
"This is my father. Mania said.
Mo Fan saluted him, and the old man hurriedly returned the salute.
"Father, this is Mr. Mo Fan, and the resort where Aaminah works is this gentleman's property. ”
The old man bowed to Mo Fan again, Mo Fan couldn't bear this big gift, so he hurriedly returned the salute and helped the old man up.
Mania brought the lunch food, which consisted of fried fish and boiled taro, which was boiled with the skin attached. Mo Fan did this when he was a child, and it can be said that it is very delicious.
The old man was not good at words, and spoke in a dialect with a heavy accent, probably thanks to Mo Fan or something......
I think it was also the bear child who snatched the child's necklace, and Mo Fan 'presided over justice'.
"Mr. Mo Fan, please take a seat, you two, please take a seat. Mania was a little embarrassed because the food was shabby: "I didn't prepare it in advance, so please eat it with the three generals." ”
"I like to eat taro, and the fried fish is delicious, both of which are my favorite foods. Mo Fan said.
"I also like to eat fried small fish, if there is lemon juice. The accompanying translator said.
Mania hurriedly got up and took fresh lemons out......
Mo Fan turned his head and glanced at the translator, this guy's taste is really unique...... But it seems that everyone here likes lemons, like lemon sashimi, lemon crab, lemon oysters, and so on.
Mo Fan was not polite, picked up the taro and peeled it and ate it, it was a little salty, sticky and glutinous.
Fragrance is both smell and taste. This is Mo Fan's favorite snack after his childhood......
"Delicious. But it seems to be overcooked. Mo Yudao.
Mo Fan smiled and helped translate: "This is my sister, she also likes taro." ”
Mania and his father looked at each other and smiled, and picked out a few of the most beautiful taro and sent them to Mo Yu's iron basin......
"Father, Mr. Morfan wants to know the origin of the necklace around Aguirre's neck. Mania finally got down to business.
The old man was about to speak, when Mo Fan reached out and patted Aguirre's head: "I want to hear this story alone." ”
The accompanying translator was a little strange, but he didn't bother to ask.
There are always many bizarre stories about people who live on the sea. Many people know the story of Mania's family, but no one takes it seriously when it is too bizarre. However, the story itself, the person involved, has a bit of a legend. But the man had been dead for six years, and he was the boy's father.
The Mania family moved to Avatolu five years ago because the boy's mother had found a well-paying and stable job at the Eden Resort.
They originally lived on the small southern island of Tahiti (Tahiti) and were of the Nanata ethnic group.
The Nanata tribe, also known as sea herders, mostly make a living from fishing, and is the tribe that worships sperm whales.
Morfan's employee, Eliac, is a member of the Nanata tribe. Their tribe broke away from the primitive fishing method very early, and most of them went to sea in modern fishing boats. Six years ago, Mania's family also had a fishing boat, and when he was out to sea and had an accident, the fishing boat sank.
The tuna fishing boat had to travel long distances, and at that time, the father and son were on the fishing boat. Mania and his father were rescued after three days at sea, while Mania's eldest brother, the boy's father, went missing. At that time, everyone thought that Mania's eldest brother had died at sea, but no one could have imagined that in the sixth month of the shipwreck, he would return to Tahiti in a small homemade sailing ship......
This was big news at the time. Unfortunately, due to collapse, illness and the relaxation of tense nerves, the little boy's father had just stepped on land and had not yet had time to be taken to the hospital......