I remember a philosopher once said, "A sincere smile is the most universal language in the world to express kindness." The grateful smile at the end of the sword was also echoed.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" As soon as the woman finished speaking, she realized that the two sides did not understand the language, so she pressed her stomach with her hand, pointed to her mouth again, and looked at Xiao Jian, who was lying on the bed with an inquiring look and was pale and slightly panting because of the efforts to say so many words just now, and asked in a soft, loving voice.

Although she still couldn't understand the woman's words, this time Xiao Jian understood what she wanted to express, the woman was asking if she was hungry and if she wanted to eat something.

"Thank you!" Xiao Jian nodded and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

After understanding what Xiao Jian meant, the woman turned to the young man beside her and said, "You go and bring the bowl of porridge on the stove to this eldest brother, he hasn't eaten for a few days, he should be hungry." Seeing that the young man turned around to leave, the woman seemed to remember something again, and then said, "Amu, go and see, whether the medicine that your father picked back from the mountain yesterday has been boiled, if it is boiled, bring the medicine with you." ”

"Okay, Grandma. The young man happily agreed, waved his hand at Xiao Jian, who was lying on the bed, turned around and walked quickly towards the door. It seems that he is also happy for Xiao Jian's awakening - this is a kind and simple child, like a piece of jade that has not been corrupted by the world.

"Thank you!" Although he knew that the mother and son in front of him couldn't understand his own language, Xiao Jian still expressed the gratitude in his heart. As a soldier in China, he has been taught since he was a child that "the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring". Although Xiao Jian still didn't know anything about why he appeared in this place now and why people would save him. But at least others have saved themselves, and from the current point of view, there is no ill will at all towards themselves. I can't repay it now, all I can do is say thank you from the bottom of my heart. As for why I speak Huaxia and not other languages at this time, this is purely an instinct, an instinct that does not need to be explained. Because in Xiao Jian's heart, the language of his motherland is the most beautiful and expressive language in the world, which is completely different from some of the people he met when he was in the mainland of China. Xiao Jian clearly remembers that when he was in China, he often encountered a lot of "Muyang dogs" around him. Although these people were born and raised in China, they do not have the slightest reverence for their motherland. In their eyes, it seems that everything is good in foreign countries, and in their words, "the moon in a foreign country is also rounder than in China." "These people always think that if they can speak a few words of foreign language and know a few foreign devils, they will be superior to others in the flat land. Xiao Jian has always despised this kind of "banana man" who forgets his ancestors and betrays his ancestors. "The son is not ugly, the dog is not poor", to be a man must have at least arrogance and backbone, and he doesn't even love the motherland that he grew up with, so what is the difference between him and the beast?

Just as Xiao Jian was thinking wildly, the young man who had just gone out had already walked in from outside the door. The boy carried in his hand a wooden box about two feet long and one foot wide, unlided, containing a bowl of thick gruel and a medicine jar made of unknown materials. As soon as the young man entered, the thick aroma of porridge and the faint smell of medicine spread throughout the room in an instant.

Before the woman could speak, Xiao Jian's uncontested stomach was already rumbling. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Xiao Jian had no choice but to laugh twice "hehe" to hide his embarrassment.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly took out the porridge from the food box, put a small spoon in it, and sent it to Xiao Jian's mouth, wanting to feed it to him.

When Xiao Jian saw this scene, his face immediately turned red, and he forced himself to get up. But with a slight force on both hands, the wound above spread a sharp pain that pierced the heart, and the injured hands could not support their upper body at all. In desperation, Xiao Jian had no choice but to lie back on the bed. I really didn't expect that I was so seriously injured this time, thinking about the past 20 years, except for a few times when I was injured on a mission and had to be admitted to the hospital for treatment, I have never had a cold or fever, but I didn't expect that this time I would have to be fed by someone else even for food. But after all, there is a strange woman in front of him who he has never seen before, how can he be embarrassed as a big man?

Seeing Xiao Jian's red face, the woman immediately blushed, and hurriedly handed the bowl and spoon in her hand to the young man next to her, motioning for him to come over to help, while she sat next to her and watched with a smile on her face.

The porridge is boiled with millet and mixed with very finely sliced lean meat. Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten for several days, Xiao Jian felt that the taste of this porridge was extraordinarily sweet, and the bowl of porridge was quickly eaten. Seeing that Xiao Jian was not full, the woman quickly turned around and went out, and brought Xiao Jian a large bowl over.

After two bowls of hot rice porridge, Xiao Jian felt that his body had increased a lot of strength, and his pale face had recovered a lot, and there was a little more blood.

Seeing that Xiao Jian's face had improved significantly, the woman was immediately relieved, turned around and said to the young man sitting on the edge of the bed, "You are here to accompany this big brother first." Your father went to see the elders of the clan early in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet, so I'll go and see first. ”

After the woman went out, only Xiao Jian and the young man were left in the house. Xiao Jian only began to carefully look at the young man in front of him at this time, the young man was not too tall, he looked like six or seven meters, his exposed arms were covered with strong and well-defined muscles, and there were several obvious scars on it. At this time, he was wearing a hat made of unknown animal skin, with a few brightly colored feathers stuck in it, and a pair of brown eyes were looking at him intently on his well-defined face. Xiao Jian looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but think of his distant uncle's son, that kid, who was not yet twelve years old, but he was already highly myopic, wearing a thick pair of glasses all day long, although he stayed in school every day, he never took reading seriously, and every time he took the exam at the bottom of the class, every time he came home from school, he threw his schoolbag on the sofa and hid in the room to play games. For this matter, Xiao Jian persuaded his uncle more than once to ask him to discipline his children well, but his uncle did not think so, although he listened on the surface, he still let it go afterwards. "I haven't been back to my hometown for several years, and I don't know what happened to the rabbit cub now, I should be in junior high school now, I hope he can get better and not become a burden to society. ”

Seeing that Xiao Jian had been looking at him, the young man couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he pointed his finger to himself and said, "My name is Amu." Seeing Xiao Jian's puzzled face, he opened his mouth and repeated, "Amu, my name is Amu." Amu, my name. The boy gestured with his hand and repeated his name, sweating profusely.

The young man gestured for a long time, and Xiao Jian finally understood that he was teaching himself to speak their language! "Amu", Xiao Jian imitated the young man's mouth shape and voice and said, it was not his own voice but there was a strange feeling that he couldn't say, obviously not the voice and tone of the young man.

Seeing that Xiao Jian finally understood what he meant, the young man was so happy that he almost jumped up, and pointed at himself excitedly and said, "Amu." ”

"Amu. Understanding what the boy meant, Xiao Jian followed the boy seriously. I'm in a strange place, and I don't even know where I am. There's no better way to figure things out than to learn their language and then ask them what happened.

After imitating two or three times, Xiao Jian soon became almost the same as a teenager. Seeing that Xiao Jian had been able to master this word proficiently, Amu picked up the bowl on the table again and said, "Bowl." It seemed that he was afraid that Xiao Jian would not be able to hear clearly, so he deliberately slowed down his speech a lot.

"Bowl", with the experience of the last time, Xiao Jian learned a lot easier, and he only imitated it twice, which was already very standard.

The boy picked up the other things in the room and patiently taught them one by one. As a special soldier, Xiao Jian's own IQ is much higher than that of ordinary people, coupled with the ingenious teaching method of teenagers, Xiao Jian quickly learned more than a dozen words, and also learned several very commonly used short sentences, such as "Hello", thank you, "I'm hungry" and so on.

"This kid is gifted and patient, and if he is in China, he may be able to become an excellent teacher. Xiao Jian sighed, and also tried to teach the language of Huaxia to the young man in front of him, but it didn't take long for him to find that he had encountered a difficulty that was difficult to overcome now - because he had a wound on his hand, he couldn't move, and he couldn't make the boy understand what he meant through body language like a teenager. After a long time, the boy only learned the word "Xiao Jian". However, Xiao Jian is not worried, he believes that in a few days, when his injuries heal, he will be able to use both hands and feet, and he will definitely be able to teach Amu more Huaxia, and he also believes that he will be able to master the language used by the teenager in a short time, and he will be able to communicate with them smoothly. Language learning is inseparable from the environment in which the language is used, which is different from learning foreign Chinese in China - every day only knows rote memorization, there is no opportunity to really speak, and learning is completely dumb language. Now that I am with these people every day, and I have such a good teacher who is extremely smart, I will definitely learn much faster under the influence of my ears and eyes.

Time flew by, and in the course of this pleasant teaching and learning, it soon came to noon. At this time, Xiao Jian also looked tired and began to yawn one after another. After all, he has just woken up from a serious illness, and his body is still in extreme weakness, and it is normal for him to be in poor spirits.

Seeing that Xiao Jian was tired, Amu stopped talking, helped him back to the bed, and waited until Xiao Jian fell asleep and then softly closed the door and walked out.

Amu looked around in the yard and didn't see his grandmother, and he became a little apprehensive at the moment. Abba went out early in the morning, and Grandma went to find Abba for an hour or two, but neither of them has come back until now. "Surely something happened, right? When Abba carried the eldest brother back in the house a few days ago, many people in the tribe raised objections, especially the old witch, who usually doesn't deal with her own family, will she also make a fuss about this matter today and make trouble for her own Abba and Aunt?" That damn old witch, Amu got angry when he thought about it. It's okay to pretend to be a ghost and cheat the clansmen out of their money, but recently she hit her sister on the head, asking her sister Asika to marry her youngest son Dan Sipi, who is nearly thirty years old. This Dan Xipi, all the people in the fall know, is not a good thing at all, does nothing on weekdays, idleness all day long, wanders around, throws flowers everywhere, and only knows how to play with women. Several girls in the tribe were poisoned by him, and he caused trouble, and two of them were even defiled by him, because they couldn't think of it, so they found a short-sighted! But because his mother was a sorcerer in the tribe, and his father was the deputy chief of the tribe, the tribesmen did not dare to provoke him, so they had to endure their anger and dare not speak. Fortunately, his father is the most skilled pharmacist in the tribe, not only can practice all kinds of pills that the tribesmen often use, and has healed many injured or sick people, but also is very bold on weekdays, plus he is kind and charitable, many people in the tribe have been taken care of by him. Therefore, Abba is quite popular and respected in the tribe. It is also because of this that the old witch Masitto didn't dare to do anything to her Abba, so she could only find some small stubble from time to time and put small shoes on her Abba.