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In this festival that is celebrated by the whole world, Li Sheng and Tia nest in the villa to make mushrooms. Li Sheng is not very interested in this festival, he is not a believer, and the only meaning to him when someone was born is the origin of the Common Era. Many Americans and Brazilians on the farm called him to wish him a Merry Christmas. But this continuous rain, he can't be happy.

As for Tia, she doesn't really know what Christmas is.

Tia is already on vacation, and she will be unemployed when school starts next year. The children of the Gilolo tribe have been able to hear a lot of Portuguese. This cannot but say that her teaching ability is still very strong. Now she is watching the video that Li Sheng asked Chen Bo to send to learn Chinese.

Li Sheng sat on the side, carving with a carving knife in one hand and a small emerald green stone in the other.

Because of the heavy rain for several days, he couldn't go out, so he picked up the jade carving tutorial of Fang Yingying's grandfather who returned to China last time. This will be idle and boring, just practice on the side.

I have to say that he still has a little potential for jade carving. At least his hands are steady and his strength is relatively large. Of course, his skills are still too poor.

The jade he took out now was all the scraps that had been cut through the powder. Jadeite is not the same as precious metals, no matter how big a piece of gold is, the price is calculated according to the weight, while the gemstone also needs to look at the size and condition. So the scraps are not of very good quality, and they don't have much value, just for him to practice carving.

He carefully carved one knife at a time, one knife at a time, so that Tia, who was sitting on the side, was a little absent-mindedly learning Chinese. The two maintained this situation for a while, and Tia finally realized that she had no intention of studying, and couldn't help asking, "Li, who are you giving this gift to?"

Li Sheng looked up, looked at the four half-finished products in his hand for a day, and said with a smile: "I just practice carving." ”

Tia was disappointed again, but felt relieved. It's not a gift for her, and fortunately, it's not a gift for someone else.

Li Sheng watched the video for several hours, and said, "Is there anything I don't understand?" He still remembered that he was her Chinese teacher.

Tia rolled her eyes, took a calligraphy practice book, sat down beside him and said, "These words are so difficult to write, you teach me!"

Her whole body was leaning on Li Sheng, and the heat made Li Sheng a little uncomfortable.

He sat up straight and said, "Chinese characters need to be practiced slowly." For example, first learn to write strokes, various radicals. In the future, write more new words every day, and slowly accumulate it. ”

Tia took back her practice book and let out an 'oh'. However, he still leaned on Li Sheng, leaned back, and said, "But it's really difficult!"

When Li Sheng heard her say this, he couldn't help but think of the materials he had inadvertently read before, and said, "Chinese characters are not the most difficult to learn. If it is difficult to learn, it should be the only written language in the Indian civilization. Writing Mayan characters is as difficult as drawing. ”

Speaking of which, the Indians are not without words. The Aztecs in Mexico created a script with the help of Spanish priests. But it was a script that was almost completely detached from traditional Indian culture. There is also a kind of American illiterate [independent] creation, which seems to be called Luowen. However, he remembered that the man who created the script was called Sequia. That script is still used by tens of thousands of people. There may have been other Indian scripts, but he didn't know it.

If a civilization does not have words, there is no inheritance, and if it only relies on oral transmission from generation to generation, it will one day die out.

He smiled and said, "I think you seem to have a talent for languages." Or you create a script that all Indians can recognize. ”

When Tia heard this, she seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly turned her head and said, "Then I can't do it." ”

Li Sheng laughed and said, "I'm joking with you." If you really want to do something like that, it's not something that one generation can do. ”

Tia also seemed to recover from the shock, and said with a smile, "Then I will create a Gilolo script in the future." ”

Li Sheng smiled and said, "Ambition." He said with a slight sigh. "In fact, we yellow people have been weak compared to white people for hundreds of years. But these are all self-inflicted. We Chinese people are very infighting. But you Indians are not united. Now Huaxia is better. And you guys. ”

He shook his head and said, "The civilization of the whole population is going to be completely assimilated." ”

He also felt it because of the weather. But what he said wasn't necessarily wrong.

Although the Indians originated from a wrong name, whether it was because some megalomaniac thought that he had arrived in India or because the conquerors had misheard the word "Yin Shang" was a wrong name anyway.

Later it became a slurious term. Later, it became synonymous with a weak population. Now in the United States, even this title is being stripped away. The Indians of the United States will no longer be called Native Americans, but will be called Native Americans. They were all Americans in the future.

Tia disagreed with him: "You're saying that it's not good for us Gilolo to move out, but now we don't have to worry about going hungry, everyone is happy." ”

Li Sheng didn't expect her requirements for the word happy to be so low, just that she didn't have to be hungry. But can he say that it was him who they had met the Gilloros, and that it would be nice if it were any other farmer who could tolerate them still living in the forest.

He was not boasting, he had learned that a few years ago there had been an incident in Brazil in which the farms had been occupied by the indigenous people's protectorates. It was a very cheerful affair.

Li Sheng has never experienced the matter of being hungry in his life. But he'd seen it. I haven't seen much in Huaxia, but you can imagine it. He remembers a bus ride where there should be a seventy-year-old lady in one grade begging for money with a plastic cup. He ignored it because he had heard too many stories of fake beggars.

However, he saw a passenger who was also waiting for the train eat two bites of cantaloupe, and probably felt that it was not sweet enough and threw it on the ground. Then the old woman staggered over and picked up the half of the cantaloupe, wiped the sand clean, and carefully packed it in a plastic wrap bag and put it in her pocket.

He blushed at that time, and automatically went over to put seventy or eighty yuan of change from his wallet to his grandmother's cup. (This is the author's real story, and he really had a fever on his face at the time.) ）

From that incident, he probably knew that there were still people in Huaxia who couldn't get enough to eat. In Brazil, there are also many people who do not have enough to eat, especially the descendants of Indians who have migrated from the forests to the cities. They have a low level of education and cannot find a job. Can only live in slums.

When he heard Tia say that, he knew that she really didn't know much about the world, maybe he should take her out for a walk and let her see the world more.

However, he did not continue the topic, saying: "Last time I told you that there was going to be a competition. Your people are also busy with farming, and I think it's time to prepare. ”

"But it's raining now. ”

"There will always be a time when it will not be able to go down. Tia was also very interested in this matter, and hurriedly asked, "Then what kind of competition are you going to hold? Is it a bow and arrow?"

Li Sheng nodded and said, "There is a kind of bow and arrow, but I'm wondering if I should add other competitions." I'm going to get the farm workers along. "He was thinking about how to make the people of the Gilolo tribe better blend in with the people on the farm. Only then can the two parties get along well and not make trouble for him.

Tia didn't know anything about sports. For sports, she knows how to run. Because Li Sheng said that she can grow taller when running, she will jog for more than half an hour every day.

She proposed a running project, and Li Sheng did not object, saying: "This project can be considered." You girls can participate. ”

However, Li Sheng thinks that such a competition should be more interesting. He thought for a moment and said, "You can let the workers form their own teams and hold a football game or a basketball game." "It's going to be a long format. "You can also compete in stinging fish and rowing boats. These projects are more adept at the villagers of Orichmina. ”

He didn't think much about it, and finally smiled and said, "Let's wait until we discuss it with Thomas." ”

After another two days, the rain stopped for a while, and Li Sheng went to the southern district to see the situation. When the farm wasn't particularly busy, everything seemed to be in order, and he didn't have to worry too much. It's just that it's raining all the time these days, and there are some troubles in terms of product output, such as the product is easy to get damp when transported inside the farm. However, these lessons can be learned and corrected.

Air freight is also riskier than on a sunny day, but as long as you are careful, there are no surprises.

Li Sheng saw that everyone was quite together, so he said that he planned to hold a small sports meeting inside the farm. Let them think together about what kind of competition they can organize.

Thomas had a big brain, and at the beginning he said that he wanted to engage in freestyle diving and open-air swimming.

Anthony proposes horse racing. Babur also said wrestling.

However, in these competitions, they cannot find professional referees, and the participants are not professional athletes. Li Sheng feels that the competition must be ranked, but it cannot be completely based on internationally recognized rules. He thought for a moment and said, "Then you can find some workers to make the rules together." Don't be too rigorous, entertainment-oriented. ”

"Focus on safety, too. The last sentence was added by the old Zhang Feng.

Thomas was in high spirits because of the two waves of tourists from China before the rainy season began, and he thought of his job: "Li, I think this matter can be publicized." ”

Li Sheng was a little puzzled, he just wanted to make the farm happy. What's the point of publicity?

Thomas seemed to understand what he was thinking, explaining: "One of the most interesting things about our farm right now is the products of the farm. The other is the presence of indigenous peoples. We are now going to hold a sports day with the participation of indigenous peoples. I think there will still be a lot of people who will pay attention. ”

By following, he refers to his worldwide followers on Facebook. When Li Sheng heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "I'll leave this matter to you." ”

"No problem. But the publicity point is not enough, can you add some bonuses or something?"

At first, Li Sheng only thought about letting the Jilolo people compare bows and arrows, and then he thought about expanding the range. So he had only prepared some bows and arrows before. Listening to Thomas say that now, it really takes some bonuses.

He said: "The prize money, the champion, runner-up and third runner-up of ordinary events are 10,000, 5,000 and 3,000 real respectively. Each participant is given a hundred reais. In the team competition, the top three places were tripled each. The same goes for those involved. ”

However, since it is near, it is a bit too much to think about rewarding the Gilloros with bows and arrows. He thought about it for a while, and finally gave the inner bow to Taclolo and let him distribute it.