Chapter 74: August 1996 Cloud Shadow
August 1996 Cloud Shadow
Every door in the village has the same hidden crystal lattices as mine, high and low, so that adults and children inside can see who is knocking on the door outside. This is a habit that I have repeatedly asked everyone to cultivate. , never open the door to strangers.
Most people in the village thought I was making a fuss, but I insisted on it, and they knew I was doing it for their safety, and would occasionally take a few seconds to glance at the door before opening the door.
The villagers were very happy when the cloth I brought earlier was distributed. In their spare time, men and women with ingenious skills used needles and fine threads to sew beautiful clothes. In addition to clothes, simple cloth bags, pockets and shoes Hats and things like that were also born out of their skillful hands, and they're better at inferring others than I am.
Little Lamy's mother made him a vest and shorts. The style somewhat imitated Wang Jerry's clothes. Little Lamy's clothes fit well, and when her hair was tied up, she looked like a little girl. When this child was in Luhe Village I'm rather shy. Now I talk to people in a soft voice and gentleness. I'm sure I'm worried if my son wants to talk so unmasculine, but his father, Rami, is not worried at all, and he always tells his wife that his son is gentle. sweet potato.
When little Lami glanced at me after entering the door, he ran inside happily, like a cat chasing a mouse to catch Wang Jerry, Wang Jerry also giggled and ran around the house, I shouted and used my super power to catch the two running around. Little brat, stop them to the side and reprimand them.
If you want me to say that the children in Luhe Village and Shanghe Village are very uneducated, I have also reminded little Lami many times to be polite when meeting adults and say hello first. This kid can still remember occasionally, but most of the time Most of them still looked up at others like a puppy, and rushed in without saying a word.
The most annoying thing is that I found out that my son Wang Jerry was also led by this little brat. When I was in front of me, I knew how to say hello to others obediently. The wild look of the reined colt gave me a lot of headaches.
The little boy is really naughty. It doesn't work either. My family has almost no sharp edges and corners, but the two little brats can knock their foreheads out of their heads while chasing each other. Crying and screaming when bumped, he has to be hugged and coaxed. I often say why he doesn't learn from little Lami's brother. When little Lami falls or suffers minor injuries, he doesn't say a word. My lord, he smiled shyly when he was dealing with the wound.
Wang Jierui can't do it anymore. He owes his hands and is reckless. When it hurts a little, he rolls around and tears endlessly. Say he is squeamish. Sometimes he has ideas. , is a little bastard.
All in all, for the 100th time, I taught the two cubs not to chase and make trouble at home, and gently put the two cubs struggling in mid-air to the ground, and the two little dingo-like guys rushed out of the house with a strange bark. run wild.
It is impossible for me to let Wang Jerry out of my sight, so I also accompany them when they run outside to play. The pace of life in the village is very slow, and it is also very lazy. Usually it takes three poles in the sun to get up. Go to the construction site to carry stones and build a stone wall when you have something to eat.
When I came to Shimen this month, I brought the cart with me. When the villagers went to work, I gave them a simple instruction on how to use it. The sturdy metal cart shocked them again. They saw that a cart can transport stones The quantity is speechless.
With a trolley, the speed of transporting stones is much faster. Unfortunately, the roads in the village are still too bad. The large and small uneven stones make the trolley shake violently, and it is not easy to make any effort. Otherwise, the speed of the trolley will still be low. can be faster.
In order to make these two trolleys work better, I specially selected a few people with relatively thin bodies to repair the road surface. I picked out too many stones and used small stones to fill up the potholes on the road. The hammer hits hard, and then when I am free, I use the ability to condense it into a whole.
It was a simple job that didn't take much effort. When little Lamy saw her mother picking stones to build the road, she also bent over to help. Wang Jerry watched it, and found it interesting, and bent over to pick up small stones together. Said it was just a game and they both had a great time.
There are also three children in Shanghe Village who are about the same age as Little Lamy. They also wear cotton clothes now, but their mother's craftsmanship is not as good as that of Little Lamy's, so they wear more clothes than bags. commoner.
Two boys about five or six years old and a little girl who is less than three years old, their hair is as unkempt as always, compared with Wang Jerry, who is neatly dressed and smooth, and little Lami with pigtails, they are like three. A dingy little wild dog.
When Wang Jerry and Little Lamy were playing next to me, they would always watch from a distance, but they didn't dare to come over. Wang Jerry and Little Lamy didn't want to pay attention to them either. This little bastard, Wang Jerry, vomited badly at others. Tongue.
The first time I saw that little girl with a snot hanging behind her brother, it reminded me of a boy who would follow behind my sister. I cared about him and his sister very much. I once wanted to treat them as mine. Treated like family, I gave them names, I still want to give them life, I never thought they would betray me anyway.
...they left, they left Jerry Wang, and I'm sometimes thankful they left Jerry Wang because I can't imagine what life would be like for my little darling now if they took him away.
How are they doing now, how are they?
I don't hate their betrayal as much as I did before. I subconsciously don't want them to die in the disaster caused by werewolves. They are Wang Jerry's last blood relatives in this world. I don't want Wang Jerry to recognize them, but I don't want them either. Leaving this world, I think they live in peace and don't suffer the pain that most people in this world face.
Ugh!
The innocent look of that little girl also reminds me of the youngest daughter of the Luger family. She used to always laugh and follow behind her brother. I never thought she would lose her life without a sound. The fragility of life in this world makes me It often feels unreal.
It's really a shame I didn't even have time to take a picture of her.
The Luger's son, who is twelve years old, is helping on the construction site now. He already looks like a mature and reliable big boy, taller than I was when I was twelve, and more capable than I was when I was twelve.
I didn't bother the three children, I read this passage in a book: "You see the wild cat rummaging through the trash, and it doesn't feel sorry for itself, but you give it a little food and turn away, it It’s pitiful.”
Right now I am in such a state, my own ability is very limited, raising my own children, occasionally helping to take care of little Lami is what I can do, if I rashly care about other children in the village, but I can’t Going on, that's no doubt impulsive hypocrisy.
Shanghe Village will get better. Their parents will build a solid wall for Shanghe Village with their hands, and they will also use their labor to get rich rewards and improve their lives. All this is what they deserve, not the source. For my mercy and alms.
In the morning, I went to the construction site to help bond the stone walls. After the work was over, it was time for me to go home and teach my son early childhood education. Little Rami was also watching. I taught my son to read the pictures with a picture book and read sentences with me. Little Rami also seemed to understand. Some Chinese words are too awkward for him, and I will help him correct them several times.
Is it necessary for Wang Jerry to learn Chinese in this world?
I think it is necessary, not only because I can't teach Wang Jerry because I don't know the language of this world, but also because I think the knowledge in the other world is more advanced and systematic. The knowledge gained from the book gave him the skills to make a living in this wild and chaotic world.
My son must be unaware of my father's good intentions, and he read a picture book of stories after coercion and temptation, and then he wanted to eat biscuits in a hurry. This is my reward to him for reading the picture book.
Little Lami didn't know the meaning of the picture book at all, so he barely understood the general content by looking at the picture, but because he read it very seriously, I also rewarded him with a small cookie. He ate a little bit and was reluctant to eat it. Go back and bring it to mom.
After eating the biscuits, Wang Jerry pestered me to tell me a story, and little Lamy was reluctant to leave, so he sat next to us and listened together.
I read stories in Chinese. Little Lamy only knows a few simple Chinese words. He can’t understand complicated stories. So in order to take care of him, when I tell stories, I read Chinese first, and then use my own. Understand and translate the words into Luhe Village dialect and repeat them, and then say the next sentence.
Wang Jierui is more familiar with Chinese. The local dialect of Luhe Village is not very fluent due to lack of exercise. Little Lamy can understand the stories I tell in Luhe Village dialect, and he is very fascinated by it.
The two children listened to the story with relish. Not only did they help Wang Jierui improve his listening ability in Luhe Village dialect, but my own Luhe Village dialect was also honed.
God is pitiful, many Chinese words and concepts do not exist in the local dialect of Luhe Village. Sometimes I have to think hard to find similar concepts and words to replace, but there must be a gap in meaning, so often the Chinese version of a story is different from Luhe Village. The content of the Kawamura dialect version is very different, and it can almost be regarded as two stories.
After stumbling and telling two stories, I rubbed my temples to take a nap. The two little guys, Wang Jerry and Little Lamy, were in good spirits and didn’t want to sleep, so Wang Jerry volunteered to tell a story to little Lamy’s brother, about his favorite “little boy”. Rabbit is good", the boy stumbled even when reading picture books, let alone reciting the whole story or translating it into another language, so he used the appearance of "painting and painting" to recite the sentences in the story that he barely remembered. On the other hand, little Lami listened in a foggy manner like listening to a book from heaven, but was very serious.
When Wang Jierui couldn't make it up, he came to torture his father, grabbed his father's face and asked him to tell them stories, but his father had already practiced the skill of ignoring his interruptions and shouting, no matter how much he interfered, the old man Dad slept like a dead pig.
When I woke up from sleep, I was refreshed. The two little guys with toys around them were already asleep. Wang Jerry was sleeping soundly on my chest, drooling on my chest. I also slept peacefully beside me.
I carefully "unloaded" Wang Jerry with a gentle force field and put him in the bed to continue sleeping. I got up and changed into a T-shirt and went out to relax.
The sun was very hot at noon, and the two big dogs were lying on the stone platform under the eaves to enjoy the shade. Seeing me open the door, Ah Fu immediately came over and wagged his tail and asked me for something delicious.
I went into the house and took out the air-dried pork strips and gave each of Ah Fu and Ana and siblings a handful. I also took one in my mouth and slowly chewed it. The air-dried beef tasted very good. For a long time, it is one of my favorite snacks.
At the hottest time, the construction site of the wall was also resting, and everyone had to wait until it was cooler at three or four in the afternoon before coming to work again.
Logically speaking, the scumbags are so lazy, and I, the "supervisor", must be anxious, but this is the situation in this world, and I am not a capitalist who wants to exploit the surplus value. With the tools and superpowers I provide, the village builds walls. The speed of the project has already increased by dozens or hundreds of times. The section along the river in Shanghe Village needs to be built before the weather completely cools down at the end of October.
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