In Japan, they spent the New Year, which is similar to that of China, and the group spent the Spring Festival on the boat lively. It seems that except for me and Honghui, everyone feels the warmth of family reunion, or our mother and son can understand it better.

The older Honghui gets, the more inseparable he is from agarwood, and the seven-year-old girl is beautiful, cute, and well-behaved. It's just that although such a young girl likes to stick to Honghui, does she understand what feelings are?

As for Honghui, even though the boys of this era are very precocious, and those of the same age have already married and had children, I am still not sure whether the kind of attachment and dependence that flashed in his eyes was out of love.

Yinxiang and Su Changqing wanted to open it very much, and let the children go, and they would naturally know after a few years. It's right to think about it, anyway, I don't want Honghui to marry a daughter-in-law so early, so why bother to let myself think about it in every way. His current identity is only my son, and it couldn't be simpler, since he is not bound by the royal rules, it is good to be able to enjoy the freedom of ordinary people.

Hongxiao and Hongjun are also growing up day by day, and the little Su Zhiyuan, the children are like a family and get along well. In their eyes, the world is new, and they will try to observe and accept new things wherever they go, which is much more fulfilling than the life in the capital.

And because of these lovely children in my life, I have reduced the toil of the journey and the occasional loneliness. It's just that I miss the Hongwan sister and brother even more, as well as the little baby who was taken away by Yinzhen.

I wonder how he's doing now. Who carefully protected him under his wings, whether he had begun to toddle, whether he had accidentally fallen, and who gently lifted him up and comforted him softly in his arms. Does he babble and be able to call people, and who will he call the soft and glutinous Eniang.

The sound of the piano came to my ears, and I pushed the hatch to find it, and it was Yukijiu sitting at the stern of the boat plucking the shamisen in his hand.

Yinxiang sat next to him and closed his eyes and listened, I walked over and sat down slowly next to him, followed his example, closed my eyes and leaned my head on his shoulder.

I almost let the boat sail to Hokkaido for this shamisen, but unfortunately the people in the city told us that we would not allow foreign ships to dock there, so I had no choice but to find out that a ronin had recently arrived in Nagasaki, and he happened to have one in his hand.

I found it with great difficulty, just in time for this unlucky swordsman to be hunted down, and even we were mistaken for his henchmen, and we almost gave our lives together in the Sunset Empire.

His swordsmanship is very good, but it's a pity that two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention how a sword can be worth the dozens of enemies who swore to take his life around him. Xiao He, Yi An and Yinxiang were forced to participate in the scuffle before they wiped out all the bad guys.

Alas...... Think about the bloody scene at that time, this piano was really made of blood.

Yukihisa Shiraki, a Japanese ronin, has been calling home all year round. finally returned to the embrace of the motherland, but I don't know who I provoked, probably because I offended the shogun, so I was tragically encircled and suppressed. In the end, his helplessness turned into leaving his hometown again, and he boarded our big ship like a robber, without even asking me to buy a ticket.

The sound of the piano faded, and Yinxiang and I looked at Xingjiu in the direction of Nagasaki, and we didn't know what to say. Yinxiang put his elbow on me, motioning for me to break the silence, but ...... Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, I do, and I can add one more sentence to ask for your kind attention, but I have already said this sentence when we first met, so I can't say it a second time. Who can tell him what to say when we meet again? Or will I go and say thank you or sorry to him? Otherwise, I will count him from one to ten in Japanese, and I will not be able to count from one to ten in Japanese, but I really can't, what should I do?

Yinxiang snorted lightly and glanced at me with disdain, "You have watched all those anime and Japanese dramas in vain? Didn't you buy Japanese books and discs and say that you want to learn by yourself? Why still can't you do anything? ”

I shot back in a low voice angrily, "As a modern man, you should have watched a few good-looking little movies, can you only bleat?"

Yinxiang turned his head to look at the sea and ignored me, but stared at me in surprise for a long time, and was stunned for a while before he spoke: "You can speak Chinese with me." ”

Damn!

That Wei Mao got on the boat on his own without saying a word, so that we didn't know how to stop him, and we couldn't throw him into the sea so we had to kindly take him in. Dare to ...... He can communicate, and he just doesn't want to deal with us!

This guy is hiding too deeply, too bad!

This girl is not happy to deal with you now, who wants to talk to you in Chinese, I prefer to speak Japanese, count from one to three, "leaning on qi, 脌, scattered ......"

Disappear!

At this time, I spontaneously remembered N more Japanese swear words in my mind, stepped on the deck all the way, and cursed quickly all the way, but I heard Xingjiu behind me chuckle at Yinxiang and sighed, "Your sister scolds so smoothly, with clear words and standard pronunciation." ”

How can you understand that if you want to learn a country's language, you must first learn it from the dirty mouth, and this is the most national characteristic, and the more national it is, the more global it is. Fist!

Before waiting for the beautiful cherry blossoms to fly in the sky, we returned to Hangzhou with a shipload full of Japanese goods, and asked Yiyantang to transport them back to the capital to hand them over to Yinyu and Xiaoxiao, and loaded a shipload full of tea, jewelry, medicinal materials and other goods before continuing to sail south.

The farther south you go, the closer you get to the equator, and as the weather gets hotter, if you catch up with the sea when there is no wind or waves, the cabin will be so stuffy that you can't even breathe. In this regard, Yinxiang Xiaohe and I exchanged views, adjusted the plan in time, crossed the islands of Southeast Asia, and went straight to the country of Java south of the equator.

Let you bully the Chinese and destroy you bastards and stinky hooligans who don't think about the source of drinking water first.

After landing in Jakarta, my eyes were full of Muslim costumes, I closed my eyes in pain, and silently recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in my heart, plus a loud **Long live! Let you not allow Chinese people to believe in the party and love the party, let you bully Chinese women, my aunt and grandmother are here, and they are coming for heaven.

It's not hot, there's a natural rainforest, but we can't take the kids on an adventure.

For that unknown and mysterious rainforest, my heart yearns for it, but the low and magnetic male voice faintly echoes in my ears - in the boundless darkness, there are countless unsolved mysteries......

I deeply felt that I didn't have enough strength to carry the torch of exploration in the dark, and my Honghui couldn't go. Therefore, the bizarre and terrifying unknown world should be left to others to discover.

I don't want to leave the history of explorers, nor do I want to be specially written by CCTV "Discovery Journey" in the 21st century, as a negative teaching material to popularize and educate those travelers who have no professional knowledge, how dangerous it is to walk into the terrible unknown, and I don't want future generations of followers to shake their heads again and again when they mention me, and sarcastically scorn in a spitting tone, "There was once a Chinese woman who took a few children into the rainforest of Indonesia without knowing anything, and never came out again, she didn't have a brain or didn't have a brain." ”

Yinxiang nodded in affirmation of my thoughts, and praised it sarcastically by the way, "It's quite a bit of a brain." ”

I thought too much about Xiaoyan's smile, but I felt that this bit of self-knowledge could be there, so I accepted her shameful smile angrily, and retreated into the town no longer whimsical.

We were finally a step too late, and the country of Java by this time had been taken into the mouths of the Europeans and became the meat of the Dutch brothers. After a few days of wandering around the city, either with blonde hair and blue eyes and a high nose, or with long robes and big sleeves covering their faces, even some Chinese merchants were bored. After exchanging some special spices with the old folks with tears in their eyes, with a hint of helplessness and regret, our ship sailed away from the evil islands of Java.

Actually, I would love to see beautiful New Zealand, to find the traces of the Lord of the Rings, and even more to see the beautiful and handsome elven prince. If I could, I'd love to touch his cute little pointed ears, put a pair on myself, and caress his long, light-blond hair like Yi An, and watch him flow as he raises his bow and arrows.

Yinxiang directly ordered the ship to cross the Strait of Malacca and head towards the Indian Ocean, and ruthlessly woke up my sweet dream with a stick, "It only existed in the nineteenth century, you go to see the wasteland now? When you really get there, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find a place for supplies, so you can only let this boatload of people with you. ”

That's life...... Dreams are plump, but reality is always skinny.

My dream is just a dream after all, and it doesn't matter if it can't be realized, but as a woman, I still have the power to love fantasies, why are there always men who have no romantic feelings to brutally break it.

I leaned on Yinxiang's shoulder resentfully, feeling the strong wind in the Indian Ocean, and whispered faintly, "Brother, you say...... What will happen to the world if humanity loses its association?"

"I only know that Huang Ama did something wrong and let you out, this world is miserable. Yinxiang's cigarette pouch was pressed to his mouth, and I saw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth through the smoke between swallowing. After a pause, he suddenly realized that he knocked my head with the cigarette pouch pot and nodded at me seemingly seriously, "Maybe that's what he thought, first to prevent you from staying in the capital and continuing to plague his poor son, and then using you to destroy the whole world, and directly unify the world." The best of both worlds!"

Is it still the same as the world, instant noodles......? I'm babbling!

I finally believe that this good comrade who is loyal to our party has gone bad. He has been corroded by the feudal □□, and he no longer has the spirit of fraternity in his heart, and in the days when he is used to being surrounded by slaves, he has become a real corrupt elder brother.

Summer was blown away by the continuous southwesterly winds, and we arrived in India, the legendary birthplace of Buddhism, at the turn of autumn and winter.

At this time, India was ruled by the Mongols of Turkic ancestry, the Mughal Dynasty, which occupied an infinite territory, but it was constantly advancing to the south for many years of war......

This ruined country, doomed!

Look at Ceylon (Sri Lanka), the beautiful pearl of the Indian Ocean, not only did I get a large piece of ruby sapphire, but also crystal clear amethyst. You have hair, but there is also hair!

The boat made its way north along the coastline, and we finally escaped the war-torn land and arrived at the beautiful Ganges River, which is widely sung.

It's not beautiful at all, it's not romantic at all.

Corpses floated all over the river, emitting a foul stench, and not far away there were large living people bathing in broad daylight.

I looked depressedly at the wistful crowd and reacted much the same.

Honghui stood beside me with his arms around Agarwood's shoulders, and Agarwood hugged his legs and buried his face, no longer looking. On the other side, Yinxiang hugged Hongjun, who had long fallen asleep on his shoulder, and the little guy couldn't help frowning in his dream, and pierced his neckline vigorously. Xiaoyan, who was pregnant, covered her mouth and vomited, Hongxiao pulled her sleeve and covered her little nose vigorously, her eyes were fearless and calm. Su Changqing held Zhiyuan in one hand and Yan Yu in the other, and simply turned his back to prevent his wife and children from looking at it again.

Xiao He, Yi An and Xingjiu seemed to be well-informed, following us idly, with a calm demeanor.

Alas, it's one thing to know, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I really couldn't help but want to spit it out to these Indian people.