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Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the boy's body, which was still thin at the beginning, has gradually grown a little, and his height has grown by more than two centimeters, but it has just reached one meter six. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ximing, it's been three years. ”

The boy listened to the old man's somewhat old voice and nodded in response.

"I forgot to ask you, when is your birthday?"

The chronology of the abandoned ship is similar to that of the Earth, but there are fewer days per year, only 300 days in total, and the time of each day still follows the 24-hour count.

This question made the boy fall into thinking, the day of the house slave did not have the concept of a birthday, which caused the thoughts in his mind to be a little blurry, but he vaguely remembered a gentle voice, softly, with a little kind smile, like a warm current under the spring sun.

"Your father told me he didn't know the day you were born, so you never had a birthday?"

At that time, the boy just nodded ignorantly, and he didn't understand what it meant to celebrate his birthday.

"In that case, I remember the first time I saw you on a summer day, when you were hot and sweaty, and you didn't say a word. The voice of the chuckle was extremely soft, which made the boy blush a little embarrassedly: "Why don't you make the first day of June your birthday?"

"I've heard that the ancestors of the Shipbreakers, they call June 1st Children's Day, the birthday of all children, would you like to?"

The boy blushed and nodded, mentally remembering the day.

On the first day of June that year, he ate something he had never eaten before, white and soft, and the woman called it a cake, and the taste was so sweet that he can still remember it.

"June 1. The boy who turned out his memory no longer hesitated, and clearly stated the time.

"My birthday is June 1st. ”

The old man touched the beard that had fallen down his thighs, and he liked this action more and more in the past two years, because the gray-white beard was very soft, not forked, and it was very slippery to the touch, so it became his hobby.

"Children's Day, it's not far away......"

Seeing that the boy's short hair was also extremely long, and it was a little scattered on his shoulders, the old man couldn't help but move it twice, not caring that the boy unconsciously dodged the action.

"And how old are you?"

The boy knew that he could not hide from the old man's hand, so he lowered his head and focused his mind on the words of various surnames on the ground, not feeling the process of his hair being tied up.

"Probably...... You're 17 years old, aren't you?"

At the age of 17, when it comes to summer, it should be equivalent to the fifteenth year of the earth.

The old man pondered in his head, but did not say anything, but carefully coiled the boy's hair several times on his head, tied it with a coil that came from nowhere, and no longer scattered, but stood on top of the boy's head.

The new hairstyle made the boy feel extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a foreign object on the skull cover, and it was so uncomfortable that he shook his head, but he couldn't shake off his own hair.

The old man watched the boy's movements, the corners of his mouth hooked, patted the boy's head, and his hand returned to his beard.

"If your hair grows and is loose, it will stab Ciselle. ”

The boy shook his head for a moment, then forcibly held back, remained silent, and continued to remember the surnames on the ground.

On the second day, the old man looked at the messy bun on the boy's head with some surprise, and felt like laughing, but shook his head, and just went over and slowly untied it and coiled it up neatly.

With the hair in a bun, it is like an eaves covering the swaddling clothes.

......

June is the hottest season for the abandoned ship.

In the summer of the first year, the boy tried to strip off his clothes and pants to practice boxing, but the old man slapped him twice on the head, which made him feel very painful.

"Naked, what kind of physique?" the old man grimaced, making the boy feel unreasonable.

"I'm hot. ”

"Hot, it means that you are not strong enough, not to mention the Emperor of the Abandonment Boat, the body of a minister-level capable person has been able to survive the cold and heat, don't always think about solving the problem by dodging, if you want not to be hot, then practice harder. ”

On that day, the boy and the old man had the same straight face, neither of them spoke, the old man fanned his yellow leaf fan, and the boy was sweating in tattered clothes and practicing boxing.

It's just that from that day on, the boy did not take off his clothes outside, and he wrote down the words that the old man muttered to himself at night: "As a human being, there are different taboo considerations, and the beast is a beast, and there is a little lack of shame." ”

The boy felt that he was human, not to mention, and his younger sister in the swaddling clothes behind him.

So he put on his clothes to train, and suffered from heat stroke several times, but after getting up, he still shook his fists.

"It's not as hot as it used to be, is it?" the old man fanned the yellow leaves, looking at the boy who was practicing boxing against the huge solid bark in the scorching June sun, and felt that he was not sweating as much as before.

The boy felt the same way, he knew that his physique had indeed improved, and the three suns above his head seemed to be less vicious than before.

He nodded, his personality still so silent.

The old man has always been very dissatisfied with this.

He felt that the original deal was a loss, between the two, he always took the initiative to provoke the topic, and the boy would only answer passively, three years later, which made him feel a little boring.

"Let's finish today. The old man's words made the boy a little puzzled.

In terms of training, the old man never gave him a reduction, and he had always arranged a full day, but today he ended his training early.

This feels very abnormal.

But the boy never asked the old man questions, nodded and put away his posture, and then silently picked up the dried meat and went to the side to make a fire to prepare dinner.

The old man pursed his lips secretly, and then felt that he should roll his eyes even more, and suddenly regretted why he had chosen such a boy in such a hurry, so that he now had to think for a long time when he wanted to talk every day.

The boy has been cooking for more than two years, and the first half a year has been the old man's cooking, until one day, the boy looked at the half-lived winged pig leg in his hand, and finally couldn't help but light the fire again, and roasted the meat again in front of the pouting old man.

After that, the old man stopped cooking, and reluctantly let the boy take his place.

The boy was skillful and quick, and in a few moments he had finished a large piece of golden dripping leg meat, mixed with several bunches of wild mushrooms and bracken.

The old man sniffed the aroma, swallowed his saliva secretly, and then regained his serious expression before the boy turned around: "Go to the house and eat today." ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, thinking that the old man was very abnormal today, but he remained silent and carried the baked food to the wooden house.

At first, the hut was very dilapidated, like a child's toy put together, but every once in a while, the boy would cut down the tree, and the wood would gradually become smooth, and then he would knock on the broken hut to thicken it and fill the gaps.

The old man said it was called repair.

Three years later, the wooden house is no longer dilapidated, the walls and roof are very tight, rain and rain, cold and heat, but due to the different thickness of the patches in different places, the appearance looks a little strange.

"It's like a bloated wooden mountain bag. This is the old man's evaluation when he suddenly laughed one day.

The white aroma of food was brought to the table, and with the roof, the sunlight suddenly stopped dazzling.

The old man watched the boy tidy up the table, and then he walked slowly to the only window, closed it, and then the door was closed, so that the rest of the sunlight was blocked.

The boy frowned and looked back at the old man, and for a moment the room was very dark.

Suddenly, he saw a faint flash of fire wafting out of the old man's hand.

It was a black mass, round and round, with a wooden stick stuck in it, and the tip was lit up, emitting grayish smoke.

"What is this?" the boy took the initiative to start the conversation for the first time.

But the old man was not happy, but felt that his self-esteem was a little damaged, and rolled his eyes: "Today is your birthday!"

The boy glanced at the old man, as if he saw some grievance and nervousness, so he withdrew his gaze and reached out to take the black thing in his hand.

"Make a wish. The old man still pouted his head, but said something in his mouth: "People who celebrate their birthdays can make a wish, this is the custom." ”

Wish.

The boy looked back at the old man blankly, the word was too unfamiliar.

It is to say in your heart what you want in the new year, and then blow out the fire, so that maybe your wish will be fulfilled. ”

The old man's words made the boy feel too unreal, but the slightly fluttering light of the fire still caught his eye.

Suddenly looking back at the swaddling clothes on his back, the boy stared at the fire again for a moment, then blew it out with a pop.

Although it was a silent recitation, the old man still clearly knew the boy's wishes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"What is your birthday?" the boy asked a second time.

The old man felt funny now: "My birthday, it's over." ”

The boy glanced at the old man, and there was some smugness on his face.

"When is it?"

"February 14th. ”

The boy pondered about this day, and suddenly asked, "Lover's Day?"

These three words made the old man's face collapse, he did not expect the boy to know the meaning of this day. Without thinking about it anymore, there will never be a shortage of members in the extended family who pursue holiday corruption, and it doesn't seem unimaginable for the boy to find out.

The old man snorted and diverted the subject: "Tomorrow you go to town." ”

The boy's head lifted suddenly.

After following the old man, he hadn't set foot in the town for three years, and now as soon as this sentence came out, he felt an inexplicable nervousness.

"I don't want to go. The boy stared into the old man's eyes with a cold expression of resistance.

"Gotta go!"

There was an unmistakable look on the old man's face.

The boy lowered his head, his expression a little vicious, and bit down on the black mass, and then stuffed it into his mouth twice.

It's unpalatable.

......

"This is the brute material you've hunted for three and a half years. The old man pulled out a huge burden from the corner of the wooden house, two cubes long, and most of them were brute skins dead in the boy's hands, and some hard bones.

"Go to town, sell these materials, and then go buy a set of armor and come back. ”

The boy looked at the material, his mouth squirmed twice, and finally spoke: "I don't want to join the army." ”

With a snap, the old man's palm slapped on the back of the boy's head, breaking his wooden face, and the throbbing pain in his face was obviously extremely painful.

"Go buy the materials, then buy the armor, don't waste any more time!" the voice was very serious, as in all the previous situations where there was no need to say goodbye.

The boy stared at the old man, feeling that he had expressed a vicious attitude, but his expression remained calm.

Silently walking over to the baggage, he bit his lip and thought about how to carry it.

So, the swaddling clothes on his back were changed and tied in front of his chest, and then he scooped up his hands, and the huge burden hung on his back.

"The way to town, you know?"

The boy nodded.

"Then I'll wait for you at home, and don't forget to come back before dark. ”

The boy looked at the old man again, and was sure that the trip to town was really indispensable.

With a final nod, swaddling in front and materials in the back, he steadily walked out of the cabin and headed towards the largest human town nearby.

Three years, the first separation of the two.