Gibb was very fond of the big brother he had rescued, because he would tell him many stories that he had never heard before. There are countless new things in the story that I have never heard of and are strange. "The big iron bird that can fly", "the strange box that can hold people and sing and dance", and the house as tall as Daling Mountain, these magical things fascinated Jib, and Bo China was also fascinated.

Jiang Hua was not able to get out of bed and walk around until the third day, and he was not very strong, and he relied on the stimulation of danger and novelty to survive the first few days by will. All three meals a day were delivered by Gibb or Bachina, and no one else was seen coming.

Seeing that Jiang Hua could get out of bed and move, Ji Bu Mao recommended himself to be a guide and took Jiang Hua around the village. It is said to be a village, but in fact, there are only twenty or thirty households, less than a hundred people. Adobe- and thatched houses are scattered throughout the village. It took Jiang Hua and Jibu more than ten minutes to turn around the village. The village is surrounded by a sturdy fence enclosed with wooden stakes. The gate opened in the direction of the mountain range, and there was also a wooden fence, which was usually closed, and guarded by the clansmen. Every family is basically the same, there are two or three rooms, there are bedrooms, and there are stove rooms. The room where Jiang Hua lives is Bo China's, and his sister Ji Bu and his mother live in the opposite room. The old patriarch's house is located in the middle of the village, which is unique, the only stone house in the village. Ahead was the clearing with stone piers and scarecrows, which you could see when you pushed the door. Gibb said it was the village's training ground, where uncles and brothers practiced their hunting skills.

Jiang Hua and Gibb sat on the stone pier next to the clearing, and Gibb told Jiang Hua about the things in the clan and the ordinary life of the clansmen. Jiang Hua told Jib the story of his hometown, about "airplanes", "TV" and the prosperity of Shanghai, and also told that he had a sister who was about her age, as cute and kind as her. Jib was very happy when he heard that Jiang Hua had a younger sister who was about the same age as himself.

"Big brother, what's your sister's name?"

"She, her name is Jiang Li. Speaking of the little sister, Jiang Hua's face was full of happiness and gentleness.

"Big brother must love his sister very much! His sister must be very happy! Just like me!" Seeing Jiang Hua's expression, Gibb also raised his little face full of happiness.

Bonea had been a different person since he came back that night, and had been on the training ground all day. Gibb said that his brother used to be lazy every time he trained, and Uncle Batu, who taught everyone skills, was very harsh at first, but when it came to the end, he didn't care much when it didn't work.

There was a noise from the training ground, and then a majestic middle-aged male voice sounded, "What are you doing if you don't practice well? Thirty times per person!" Jiang Hua followed the prestige, and a man came out of the patriarch's house, staring at the training ground with a cold face. Jiang Hua suddenly thought evilly, "Thirty strokes, it won't be push-ups! Look at how this scene is so familiar, it seems to be back to the military training of college freshmen." The instructor was also so fierce to discipline them. ”

Jiang Hua was looking down to reflect on it, and suddenly felt cold all over his body, his hairs stood up, and he felt like he was back to that night, and he was stared at by the terrible gaze of the one-eyed wolf. A pair of animal skin boots suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Hua raised his eyes and saw a burly and sturdy man standing in front of him, looking at him coldly. The feeling that made his heart tighten also found its source, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes flashing like hungry wolves on the man's cold face made Jiang Hua dare not look directly.

"Uncle Batu~" Gibb called timidly. She also felt that Uncle Batu today was different from usual, which scared her.

The man didn't say a word, Jiang Hua mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you okay?" The man stared at Jiang Hua and didn't answer his question. It's just that the fist that keeps clenching and loosening reveals his intention. And Jiang Hua also understood, he took a step back, his heart began to beat violently, and his legs couldn't help but tremble. Jiang Hua has been like this since he was a child, every time he fights with others or sees other people fighting, his heart beats and his legs tremble. But in other situations, such as walking alone at night or facing a big wild dog alone or something, this is not the case, and even when he encounters wolves that night, he does not have a heartbeat and legs tremble, which is another feeling of fear. Perhaps Jiang Hua naturally felt that the struggle between people frightened him more.

Seeing Jiang Hua's performance, the burly man's eyes became contemptuous. He snorted coldly, stopped staring at Jiang Hua, walked up to Jibu, raised his hand and patted the little girl's head gently, didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the training ground. Jiang Hua saw the man leaving, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down. Sitting back on the stone pier, his hands grabbed his thighs hard, and his expression became a little hideous. habitually said cruelly in his heart, "TMD, Lao Tzu didn't offend you, all of them are like this." You want to beat me, hum~"

Seeing that the eldest brother had also become scared, Gibb carefully shook Jiang Hua's arm. "Big brother, what's wrong with you? I still want to hear your story!"

Jib's slightly aggrieved words made Jiang Hua's heart tremble, and looking at this cute little girl, Jiang Hua's mood suddenly became comfortable. A classic line came to mind, "People who also live together, why is there such a big gap in life?" Thinking of the performance that once made the whole family laugh, Jiang Hua couldn't help laughing.

Gibb looked at Jiang Hua, who was angry for a while and smirked for a while, a little overwhelmed. She gently shook Jiang Hua's arm again. The shaking of his arm brought Jiang Hua back to reality, and looking at Jibu with a surprised expression, Jiang Hua smiled awkwardly. "What's wrong with me lately, how can I always be in a fugue. In fact, he is not to blame, he came to this world suddenly, and he still subconsciously feels that this is not real, and often can't help but think crankily.

"Gibb, who was that person just now?" Jiang Hua asked Gibb as he looked at the burly man in the training ground who was bending his bow and aiming at the scarecrow.

"He's Uncle Batu, my own uncle and that of Barchina. Gibb replied.

"Oh, by the way, why haven't you seen your father? I haven't heard you talk to Bochana about him. Jiang Hua asked casually. The long silence made Jiang Hua feel abnormal, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at Jibu next to him. The little girl's immature little face was full of grievances, and tears filled her eyes.

"Jibu, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Hua hurriedly asked.

"Hmm~ I'm fine, big brother. Gibb hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands. She didn't want her big brother to see her crying. The aggrieved expression was replaced by a look of confusion. "I haven't seen my dad since I was a child," the little girl said slowly, with slightly red eyes.

It turned out that Gibb and Bouchina had never seen their father since they were children. When I was a child, I was not sensible and did not understand the meaning of my father. When they grew up and saw that other children had their own fathers, the brothers and sisters often pestered their mothers to ask where their father had gone. My mother always said that my father was far away, and he would come back when they grew up. At first, they believed that as they got older, they became more and more suspicious. They found that the people often showed a pity for them when they talked to them, the mother would secretly wipe tears after answering their questions, and the occasional unintentional words confided by children of the same age while playing together also made them wonder about their father's whereabouts. If I ask my mother again, my mother will get angry, and then at night the brother and sister will hear my mother crying alone in the house covering the quilt. My mother only had that one fire. Since that time, the brother and sister have never asked their mother about their father. They hid all their doubts in their hearts, and they also had a faint feeling that their father would not come back, and that he might be dead like Brother Wusan's father.