The sky is blue,

White clouds are clustered, like a group of marshmallows, quietly gathered together.

Suddenly, a large white bird rushed out of the clouds, shattering the beautiful tranquility.

The big bird had a fish in its mouth, a fish that had been frightened into the air.

The big bird, which had been looking down on the vast continent, began to lower its flight altitude when it spotted a tall volcano appearing in front of it, and it seemed that its destination was about to arrive.

It's a very high, very tall volcano, and the pass is quiet, so it probably hasn't erupted for many years.

The big bird flew over the hill and headed for a small town at the foot of the mountain.

It's a lively town, and its name is "Kailin".

A market street runs through the east and west directions of the entire Kailin town, and the streets are full of stalls on both sides.

Everything is sold, food, clothing, jewelry, toys...

The big bird, with a fish in its mouth, flew over the bazaar and landed on a flag,

"Fude grilled fish!

The grill under the banner was filled with fish of all sizes, and an uncle with a full beard and curly head was shouting as he roasted it.

The big bird opened its beak and the fish in its mouth fell into the basket below.

"Thank you, Fredden!" said the bearded man, seeing a fish falling from above, looked up to thank the big bird, and immediately began to shout:

"Grilled Fish, Big Fat Fish from the Eastern Ocean, Different Taste!"

He yelled hard, but no one seemed willing to approach his barbecue stand on a hot day, except for a child.

"Is it called 'Fredden'?"

The twelve-year-old asked the bearded man as he walked towards the barbecue stand.

He gently brushed away his loose, face-covering curls and opened his nostrils to smoke a flue-cured cigarette.

"That's right, Fredon comes back every day with something from the Eastern Ocean. The bearded man said proudly, "Little ghost, do you want to buy some dried fish?"

"No, I want to buy that," said the child, pointing to the largest grilled fish on the grill. His big eyes are hidden in his curly hair, and he always reveals a desire for grilled fish.

"Little brat," the bearded man gradually lost his patience, "this is very expensive, go back and discuss it with your mother, you are reluctant to spend this money!"

"Is a copper coin enough?" the child took out a shiny coin from his pocket and shook it proudly in front of him.

"A copper coin?" the bearded man disdained, "I'm a fat fish in the Eastern Ocean, I want two silver coins!"

"Why is it so expensive?" the child walked to the grill, "Aunt Fili at the fish market said you only gave her a copper coin when she sold you the fish!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The bearded man seemed to be a little flustered, and he rolled his eyes at high speed to look around, but fortunately no one was watching, "This is a fatty fish caught by Freden from the distant Eastern Ocean! What a fish market! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"That's it, do you want it?" said the child, tossing the copper coin in his hand over his beard.

The bearded man's eyes lit up, staring straight at the copper coin, flying towards him.

After drawing a perfect parabola, the copper coin was firmly grasped by him.

"I'll give you this money at most... Hey!" When he caught the copper coin and came back to his senses, he realized that the imp in front of him had escaped with his bare hands holding the largest grilled fish.

"There's a thief! Catch him!" shouted the bearded man as he rushed out of the barbecue stand, holding a copper coin in one hand and a grill tong in the other, looking at the back of the imp.

Everyone along the way looked at the fat man with a full beard, but they didn't do anything, they just watched boredly.

"Are you so cold-blooded? He stole things, didn't you see it?" the bearded man saw that he could no longer catch up, but complained about the passers-by.

"Didn't he give you money?" said a farmer with a hoe disdainfully.

"He gave me a copper coin, and he took my biggest fish!" the bearded man clenched the copper coin excitedly, glaring at the farmer.

"But when you bought so many fish from Aunt Fili, you only gave her a copper coin. "A little elf flapped its wings and flew out of the nearby flower shop, holding a little bee as if tickling it.

"Little youkai, believe it or not, I roasted you!" the bearded man blushed sharply and pointed at the elf with a baking tong.

The elf hurried back to the flower shop, and the people around him were all busy, leaving the bearded man standing alone.

"Don't let me see you again, stinky boy!" shouted the bearded man with all his strength, then turned and obediently returned to his barbecue stand.

"But... How did he catch fish from the fire with his bare hands?" the bearded man looked at the burning grill, and it was hard to imagine that a child was not afraid of being burned.

His roar seemed to reach the child's ears, and the imp turned his head as he ran, his flowing curls flicking behind him, revealing his big eyes. You can see that he is excited.

Seeing that the owner of the barbecue stall did not catch up, he gradually slowed down and walked through several small roads to a place with few people.

He passed by a quiet courtyard, and the crisp sound of chopping wood could be heard in the courtyard.

The chopping was a short-haired child, he was small, and he looked even thinner in a small cloth waistcoat, but the hard work also gave him a few more small muscles in his arms.

"Billy!" the imp holding the fish whispered to the children outside the courtyard.

"Locke!" the children in the courtyard put down their axes and looked back at their good friends, and were amazed.

Rock and Billy are good friends. They often do this, taking turns doing "bad things", and the adults in the town know them, and these little tricks make them "famous far and wide".

"Look what I've brought!" Locke picked up the grilled fish, which was still smoking from its mouth.

"Wow, is this Uncle Fudd's grilled fish?" Billy crept out of the yard and sniffed the grilled fish.

"That's right, I bought it for a copper coin. Locke smirked.

"You're so good! Uncle Fude can cut people! He can't afford to lose! A copper coin, hahaha..."

Two children snickered happily outside the hospital.

"Taste something!" Billy couldn't wait to reach out and break some fish.

"No!" Locke turned to block the grilled fish, "it's not for you." ”

"What?" Billy became unhappy, "So what are you doing with it?"

"None of us have eaten it, just smell it!" Locke took the fish to Billy and shook it, "This fish should be given to someone very important!"

"I'll just take a bite, okay? Locke?" begged Billy softly, and it could be seen that the boy was eager to eat something of this price.

"No..."

"Locke..."

"Billy, stinky boy, where did you go? There's still so much wood to chop!"

Suddenly, there was a roar from the courtyard, comparable to that of Uncle Forde, and Billy shuddered in fright. He knew it was his stern mom who was going crazy.

"Next time..."

"Hmph!" Before Locke could finish speaking, Billy glanced at the grilled fish sadly and turned and walked into the yard.

"Stinky boy, who told you to be lazy!Hurry up and work for me!" another roar was heard, followed by a crisp sound of chopping wood.

Holding the fish in his arms, Locke continued walking, past rows of stone houses with yards, and rows of log cabins, to the river, where there was a small thatched hut.

"Aunt Fili, are you there?" said Locke, holding the fish, standing beside the thatched hut, and calling into the house.

"Oh, Locke!" the door to the thatched hut opened, and a woman in her fifties, with a ribbon on her head and a smile on her face, stepped out.

When she saw Locke, she smiled so hard that even the wrinkles deepened.

"As soon as I heard the voice, I knew it was a naughty imp!" Aunt Fili said quippingly, patting Locke's head.

"This is for you. Locke handed the grilled fish over, "This is the fish you and Uncle Fiddy caught." ”

"This," Aunt Fili was surprised, "where did this come from?"

"It's not stealing!" Locke was a little upset, as everyone seemed to have such a bad impression of him, "I bought it." ”

Aunt Fili saw that he was a little sad, and quickly pinched his little face,

"Good boy, you're breaking the bank. Aunt Fili took the grilled fish, "We've never eaten anything like this before." ”

"Try it!" Locke smiled happily, "Uncle Fudd's grilled fish is better than any other store!"

"Well, thank you on behalf of Uncle Fidi. Aunt Fili smiled happily, "Come in, I'm just getting ready for lunch." ”

"No, no, no," Locke hurriedly beckoned, "I still have something urgent, so I'll leave first, and say hello to Uncle Fidi on my behalf!"

Locke hurriedly said goodbye to Aunt Fili and hurried home.

Aunt Fili's family made a living from fishing, but the big fish they caught were bought at a low price, and they didn't taste them at all. Locke was very fond of fishing, and Aunt Fili would often give him a little fish to take home to taste, and over time they became very good friends.

Today, Locke took his "reward" and "bought" this big fish for them, which can be regarded as fulfilling their careful wish.

"Locke, aren't you going to practice?" Mom was surprised to see Locke break into the house.

"I'm late, Mom. Locke rushed into the room, "I'm going to help Billy chop wood." ”

"Hurry up, Daddy is waiting for you!"

"I know. ”

Locke looked at a wall, anxiously looking for something,

On the walls, all bows are used, both large and small.

The Locke family made a living from hunting, and the bow on the wall was the guy they ate.

"Tony... Where are you, Tony—" Locke muttered to himself as he searched.

"Tony" is a bow that his father made for him on his birthday, because he is still a child, so Tony's size will be a little smaller than a regular bow.

"Found it!" Locke called out in surprise, and he saw that Tony was in the second row.

Locke hurriedly grabbed it, took the quiver, and ran out of the door.

"Stay safe, child!" said her mother from inside the door.

"Got it, Mommy!" cried out Locke without looking back, knowing he was late.

It was an agreement between him and his father.

Locke didn't like hunting, however, his dad wanted him to learn the skill.

"If we can't hunt, we won't have anything to eat!"

This is a phrase that Dad often said to him, like brainwashing, always rushing into his ears when he is deflated.

However, it is not so easy for a twelve-year-old child to understand the hardships of life.

It wasn't until this morning that his father gave him a copper coin and said it was his "reward" for hunting.

This little money fan also seems to need a little profit-driven.

Now, he has experienced the "fun" of hunting and has the idea of becoming a hunter.

"Hunt with money!"

Thinking of this, Locke couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and sped up and ran towards the agreed place.

He also knew that his father was there waiting for him.