Meng Meng Dad is very curious.

It's so strange that there are people out there who specialize in playing mobile phone games...

Mr. Shan almost choked on a mouthful of fish soup, wiped the corners of his mouth, and explained: "It's not playing with mobile phones... That's a mobile game, it's an e-sports. ”

"Oh, that's pretty much the same as playing with the computer." Meng Meng's father understood, "Playing mobile phones is e-sports, playing computers is e-sports, it's all the same." ”

Mr. Shan: ... Like, it makes sense.

Mengmeng's father asked again: "By the way, Xiaoshan, what else do you do besides e-sports?" ”

Mr. Shan: "I... I can also live stream, and I can do a little bit of computer programming. ”

"It's a pity, those are useless, we don't have computers on the outer islands." Meng Meng's dad is very regretful.

Mr. Shan hung his head silently, why did the young master feel that he was quite useless for the first time... Even if you have a good ability, in a paradise-like place, you can't compare to these kind fishermen.

Shan always couldn't help but think that if he was to be silent and wander here, silence would definitely be better than himself. You can help with fishing, you can help with cooking, and you can help fight when you meet bad guys...

Hey, I really want to be silent...

After asking Mr. Shan, Meng Meng's father put his loving eyes on Chu Xiaoxi next to him. He saw Chu Xiaoxi eating bread and drinking fish soup one bite at a time, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"You... Little girl, you eat so much? "Cats eat more than she does.

Chu Xiaoxi blinked, her amount of food was at least at the upper middle level among Chinese girls... Two bowls of rice per meal, is it still less?

Looking at the "big basin" rice bowl in Mengmeng's father's hand, Chu Xiaoxi smiled: "I, we Chinese, don't eat much." ”

Meng Meng's father's eyes are full of pity, this little girl is so pitiful, she was chased and killed on a desert island, what kind of weight has she lost yet... Mengmeng's father told his son: "MOMO, cook more fish these days and make up for the little girl." ”

Meng Meng immediately took the order: "Okay, Dad! ”

Yu Guang couldn't help but secretly go to look at Chu Xiaoxi, who was drinking soup, and Mengmeng's heart was pounding.

A full dinner, and a bonfire in the fishing village in the evening. The villagers of the fishing village have lived a carefree life all their lives, without external disturbances, fishing during the day, drinking and dancing at night, and spending spring, summer, autumn and winter one after another.

If you come, you will be safe, Mr. Shan lives with Chu Xiaoxi and Mengmeng's family.

The mountain always didn't know how to fish, and he was embarrassed to eat white food, so he ran to the fishing boat to help catch fish. The work is not tiring, but it is also relaxed.

Chu Xiaoxi and a few girls next door dried fish and knitted fish nets together, but unfortunately Chu Xiaoxi was born with a pair of "clumsy hands" and couldn't weave fish nets, so she had to sit on the side and chat with the girls in the fishing village about the new things in the outside world.

The days passed, and in the blink of an eye, the two spent a week in a small fishing village.

During this period, Chu Xiaoxi also tried to find the only landline phone in the village, and wanted to call it, but he didn't expect this phone to be in arrears... The village chief who was guarding the landline laughed and said that anyway, he had agreed to come to the vegetable boat every two weeks, so he didn't have to worry.

The village chief also told Chu Xiaoxi to stay away from the madhouse, saying that the madhouse has been very noisy recently, with gunshots and disputes.

Another night, the Indian villagers were boisterously holding bonfires on the beach, grilled fish steaks, coconut water, folk drums, spirits, melodious old tunes, and the beach was lively in the middle of the night.

The mountain was always drunk, hooked shoulders with Meng Meng, and bragged while burping, laughing at the past, and crying when he thought of sad things.