Chapter 21 Weird Kid 21
If the sea cannot take away your sorrow.
Then you can give it the middle finger.
While the medical worker who was accompanying me was on his way to work, I felt that he had learned a new attitude towards life. Facing the sea does not necessarily mean spring with flowers blooming.
When I got closer, I found out...
Oh, it turned out that the middle finger was injured. I just informed him that someone was pinched and bleeding, but I didn’t tell him where the finger was pinched. He thought that children these days have their own attitudes.
The middle finger facing the sea turned into the finger facing the medical brother. While treating the wound, the medical brother felt as if he was offended.
The wound was not very deep and it only needed a simple treatment and a band-aid. The medical staff came and left quickly.
Except for a band-aid on Yan Xia's finger, everything was no different from before. Yan Xia continued to use his small pliers to pick up the fresh catch.
If I have to say, there is actually one difference, that is...
He no longer has to carry the bucket himself.
Some young PDs feel that they have been frightened enough and do not want to add to the fright, so they want to isolate the source of danger from the root.
In the small bucket that was more than half full, the big crabs were still active, with their two big claws open all the time. The claws looked fierce, as if they were ready to attack the enemy at any time.
Crab’s life motto: If you catch one, you won’t lose, if you catch two, you will make a lot of money!!
Seeing this, Tan Yi felt that he was in danger too and wanted to get a pair of gloves to wear. He didn't know how the child could be so unaware under the huge pliers.
Tan Yi pondered over it fruitlessly, and finally attributed it to the natural talents of people who practiced martial arts.
With someone helping to carry the bucket, Yan Xia didn't have to run back and forth. He made great progress along the beach and reaped a lot of rewards.
When the bucket was completely full, Yan Xia saw Yi Jingchen and Dong Laixi who had run in front of him at some point. The two children were staying on the beach, a little far away, so Yan Xia couldn't see clearly what they were doing.
Since there was no more space in the bucket, Yan Xia simply went to see what his friends were playing with a small tongs in his left hand and a small shovel in his right hand.
Yan Xia had just walked a distance from the right rear, but before he got completely close, two children who were half-kneeling together not far away suddenly started crying.
???
Yan Xia slowly started to run, thinking that the child might have been bitten or pinched by something.
As a result, before he ran to him, Yi Jingchen turned around after hearing the noise, put his fists under his eyes and looked like he was crying, but there was not a single tear in his wide eyes.
Seeing the person coming, she smiled like a flower, "Brother Xiaoxia, are you coming to play with us?"
Yan Xia approached and stared at the small sandbags, not knowing what to play with.
"Hold a funeral for the little crab and the little starfish."
Yan Xia: “…………”
The feeling just now was that he was crying, which was an answer he had never thought of.
"These little crabs and starfish are so pitiful. They were all sunburned to death."
Yan Xia stared at the bucket of crabs and various seafood that Tan Yi placed next to him, not knowing what to say.
Real children sometimes don't need others to respond to anything. They can talk to themselves for a long time. Yi Jingchen squatted on the ground and made arrangements like a little adult.
"Brother Xiaoxia, can you plant the flag? I'll dig the hole and Brother Laixi will bury it."
After he said that, Yan Xia noticed that there was indeed a small stick inserted next to each sandbag, with a string of white toilet paper hanging on the stick.
“That’s how it’s played on TV. When someone dies, you put up a white flag.” Thinking that his brother, who was three years older than him, didn’t understand, little Yi Jingchen stopped digging the hole and explained to Yan Xia.
The tone was stern and the expression was serious.
Yan Xia: “…”
That's called... a banner.
The discussion in the live broadcast room was also very lively.
[God damn white flag, do I have to surrender after I die? 】
【Hahahahahaha baby how can you be so cute! Give me a big kiss.】
【Nowadays, the custom of raising banners is not practiced in many places anymore. 】
[Am I the only one eyeing that bucket of crabs? ]
[You are not the only one, slurp, slurp, so greedy, the crabs we can buy here are not very fresh. ]
[People are holding a funeral for the little crab. Is it appropriate for you to discuss whether their parents are delicious? [doge]]
[After the burial, they even cried for the deceased, which made it quite complete. ]
While they were talking, Yi Jingchen had dug a shallow hole, picked up a dead crab with both hands and put it in. Dong Laixi skillfully buried the sand in the hole, making a small sandbag. After they were done, they both looked at Yan Xia who was half-squatting on the ground.
“…”
After a second of silence, Yan Xia silently picked up the untorn toilet paper next to him, tore off a small strip, stuck it on a small stick, and inserted it in front of the freshly baked crab mound.
A few of them lined up together are quite iconic, and maybe they will spread among the small seafood shops nearby in a while...
They have built a new cemetery nearby.
Don’t go there alone at night, or you might lose your soul!!
The little white flag stood very steadily, and the two real kids began the familiar process of fake crying. Yan Xia couldn't cry, and when he was planning to retreat, he glanced and found that a large crab that had successfully escaped from prison had fallen beside his bucket. It looked a bit like the one that pinched him.
The big crab ran sideways very fast, its whole body exuding excitement...
Crab, crab, it's free!
Unfortunately, he ran in the direction of the small cemetery.
When the big crabs came over, Yan Xia took a big step back and reached out with a clamp, and some of the big crabs that had clamped people lost their freedom again.
Yan Xia used practical actions to tell Crab that a crab really cannot go to a cemetery alone, as accidents are likely to occur, and even newly built ones are not allowed.
Compared to the ruthlessness of Yan Xia, the fake child, the real four-year-old child was much more innocent. He looked at the crab on the clamp and asked, "Is it here to see its baby?"
Yan Xia thought for two seconds and nodded: "It looks so sad, it must want to be the father and son of the little crab in the next life."
I'm going to die tonight, and I don't know if I'll have time to reincarnate.
Yi Jingchen held his face naively: "So touching!"
Dong Lai Xi looked left and right and felt that something seemed wrong.
Tan Yi and the other two PDs stood aside with twitching lips, silently watching this forced father-son love.
Yan Xia put the big crab into the bucket and requisitioned two buckets that his friends had no use for.
One was used to lock the love and was put on the full bucket. Yan Xia also found a stone to press it down.
One is used to find love. Yan Xia walked forward holding the small clamp, determined to find parents for the little crabs.
After Yan Xia had been looking for the crab's parents for more than an hour, the tide began to rise and the children's activity of catching seafood came to an end. When they gathered together, Yan Xia saw the other three friends who had run away to who knows where.
We can only judge from the existing images that they were having a lot of fun. Yin Sisi had a lot of beautiful shells in her bucket and a string of them hanging around her neck. Feng Lele had nothing in his bucket, but his whole body was wet. I wonder if he rolled in the water several times.
As for Yuan Xiao, she had turned pitch black again, with ink sprayed all over her face and body by the little octopus. It was so dark that Yuan Yankai would have a heart attack if he saw her.
No one knows whether the old father who is still floating on the sea has a heart attack or not. Anyway, the audience said they were quite satisfied with the movie. It was a large crab looking for his relatives, an infrastructure movie, and he had no ink in his stomach but a cool face...
Whether it has happened before or not, I saw it all today.
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The yard, which had been quiet for half the morning, became noisy again. Director Shang sat in the shade, smiling like a weird uncle who wanted to kidnap children while their parents were away. A local villager stood next to him.
Meeting the child's gaze, Director Shang said with a smile, "This is the boss who comes to collect things. Anything picked up in the morning can be sold."
It was indeed said last night that all the harvest today would belong to them.
Yan Xia picked out a few clams that were not enough to fill a whole pot, and he didn't plan to sell the rest. Of course, the most valuable way to deal with fresh seafood is to store it in the stomach.
When Yan Xia handed the clams to the boss, Feng Lele followed behind him, staring at the boss with a sincere expression: "I didn't pick up anything, can I sell the bucket?"
A clam slipped from Yan Xia's hand, "..."
The boss and the monk director are exactly the same.
"I have a bucket too." Yi Jingchen, who was standing behind, heard this and pointed to his own bucket naively.
Director Shang: “…………”
Live broadcast room:
[Shang Changming: I bought my own bucket.]
[Boss: Should I accept it or not? ? ]
【Hahahahaha this is so funny, it's ok to sell tools without any goods.】
[This bucket is still worth a few dollars. ]
After a few minutes, the kids trying to sell buckets learned something…
Some buckets, just because you carry them for the whole morning, doesn't mean they belong to you.
Except for Yan Xia, the two girls who had ink in the bucket did not intend to sell it, saying that they wanted to study how much ink was in the little octopus's belly.
The boss waited for two hours and charged five dollars for opening.
Yan Xia took the banknote and went back to his room with a few friends. After playing for two or three hours, they all needed to wash it.
The sun continued to rise and it was steaming hot outside. Compared with the air-conditioning at around 20 degrees Celsius indoors, no one wanted to go out. Fortunately, there were quite a few small toys in the living room, not sure whether they were left by the original owner or placed by the program team. Yan Xia was pulled by the fat boy to play flying chess.
Taking advantage of the free time, Yan Xia contacted Brother Buddha in his sea of consciousness at the same time, wanting to ask the Taoist friend who thought he was so good-looking how many projects he had participated in.
Unfortunately, after the game was over, I didn't receive a reply to the message I sent. Brother Fo's avatar was still gray, but the avatars of my friends who had just appeared two days ago were lit up and the group nicknames were flashing.
As a freshly minted human being, Qiao Shiba’s portrayal of some typical behaviors of people can be said to be even better than before.
for example……
If you come across something delicious, be sure to take a photo and share it.
Several pictures were refreshed in the group, each one looked extremely tempting. Some of the ingredients did not even exist in the world. There was nothing more frustrating than seeing something but not being able to eat it.
Yan Xia was editing the message in the void, intending to condemn the behavior of his greedy colleague who didn't want to pay for his life. Before he sent the message, another line was refreshed on the page.
[Brain Pendant Becomes a Spirit]: "You can't do this."
Yan Xia deleted the unsent message and posted a [affirmation from Buddha.jpg].
As soon as the emoticon was sent, it was drowned in the newly refreshed pictures. Each one looked equally tempting, but the difference was that the food on them was richer and the person sending the message had changed.
Yan Xia: “???”
I feel like, by "not good enough", you mean that the other person can't eat well?
wrong……
[Another person]: "??? If I remember correctly you are not a Taoist priest??"
He remembered that the place where Yan Meng landed was in an era similar to that of Qiao Shiba. The difference was that the dynasty that Qiao Shiba lived in was not very stable, and natural disasters and wars were common.
The situation was different where Yan Meng was. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the court was relatively stable, but it was probably not so peaceful that a Taoist priest could eat dozens of dishes in one meal.
The dishes and plates in this picture are so exquisite and gorgeous that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a state banquet.
[Brain pendant becomes a spirit]: "That was yesterday. Today I am already the national teacher, [middle finger supporting sunglasses.jpg]"
[Another person]: “???”
【Qiao Shiba】: “???”
This time, Yan Meng sent the new message slower than before, and it took a long time before he spoke.
[Brain-filled pendant becomes a spirit]: "It's a long story, but to make it short, I was struck by lightning in front of the crown prince. I was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, but I stood up intact after the lightning flashed everywhere."
【Qiao Shiba】: “!!!”
Yan Xia: “!!!”
Yan Xia was so shocked that he placed the chess pieces in the wrong place while distracted, and received a look from Feng Lele as if to cheat.
Yan Xia put the chess pieces away and focused more on his sea of consciousness.
Yan Meng's narration has been changed from text to voice. He said that the crown prince of the current dynasty was ambushed by the remnants of the previous dynasty when he was on a secret tour. He encountered a heavy rainstorm while fleeing, and somehow he ran to the Taoist temple where they were in the chaos.
That night there were lightning, thunder and rain. The wind blew down a big tree and pressed it on the roof. The Taoist temple was on the verge of collapse. When Yan Meng went out to check, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck him straight on, and the prince in the house saw it clearly.
When he thought the young Taoist priest was going to die, he was fine a few minutes later, except that he looked like a spirit of charcoal from a distance.
When Yan Meng said this, his tone was particularly excited. He angrily cursed the stinginess in the bureau. It rained on a rainy day in the Taoist temple where they were landed, and the inside of the house seemed like a water curtain cave. If he didn't restart it, his partner would not be able to handle it alone.
His restart made the prince, who was hiding in danger, suddenly feel that this Taoist priest was truly amazing and must have real skills.
And then there is the current situation. Anyway, historically what the National Master has to do is nothing more than observing the weather, predicting earthquakes and so on, and he is good at all of these, so the position of National Master is not in vain at all.
Before Yan Xia finished listening to his voice, Yan Meng's avatar with long flowing hair in the list on the right suddenly changed. The facial features of the new avatar were still good-looking, but unfortunately he had no hair and was several shades darker.
He went straight from being an artistic young man to a dark-skinned sports student.
[Qiao Shiba]: "It looks OK, not burnt."
[Another person]: “…………”
[Brain pendant becomes a spirit]: [Deduction 1 Buddha forgives you.jpg]
…
After chatting for a few more words, the sound of a new message alert suddenly rang, and Brother Fo’s avatar popped up above. Yan Xia clicked it and saw that Brother Fo had given a clear answer to the question he had asked before.
Finally, it was no longer a bunch of uncertain words like should, maybe, and probably, and he took screenshots of a bunch of codes that he couldn't understand.
Then Brother Fo said that he had checked from beginning to end, and that fellow donkey was involved in only three modules. The implication was that this bug might appear once at most, or might not appear again, depending on luck.
Yan Xia, whose luck is sometimes good and sometimes bad: "…………"
That's fine, at least I know the upper limit.
After dealing with the problem, Yan Xia was pulled aside by Brother Fo to chat about his experience in chanting scriptures. When he was about to go offline, Yan Xia glanced at Yan Meng's avatar in the list and asked another question.
[Another person]: "If you are struck by lightning, how long will it take to recover?"
【Namo Amitabha】: “???”
[Namo Amitabha]: "Have you sworn to anyone?"
Yan Xia: “…………”
[Another person]: "Just a casual question."
[Namo Amitabha]: "Oh, if you want to know, I'll check it out. There are too many settings to remember."
Yan Xia was just curious and not so eager to know the answer, so he told Brother Fo that he could check it when he was free.
It was a small matter, Brother Fo agreed, Yan Xia's consciousness withdrew from the sea of knowledge, and the chess game on the small table ended with his loss.
After playing a few more games, I heard a noisy sound coming from the yard outside that sounded very familiar.
Yi Jingchen put down the paintbrush in his hand and leaned forward: "Is my father back?"
"It seems so." A sharp-eared child immediately agreed.
The living room door opened from the inside and the children rushed out like divine beasts out of a cage.
"Dad, you're finally back!"
"Dad, I miss you so much!"
"Dad, I'm fine too... Why have you aged so much?" Yuan Xiao exclaimed in a mixture of tenderness.
Yuan Yankai, who almost vomited his gallbladder on the boat: “…………”
Live broadcast room: [This little cotton jacket is not only pitch black but also leaks air. ]
…
While several groups of fathers and sons were hugging each other, Yan Xia also walked towards Yan Ji... The big frame next to them was his brother's harvest of several hours. There were a lot of them, but Yan Xia's attention was all on the two shiny blue fish in it. Those were the fish that Qiao Shiba gave him for the first time, and he was determined to try them despite the poisoning and restarting.
What other systems have, he now has too!!
Although the program is still being recorded and there are cameras everywhere, there is a risk of being discovered if you want to taste it secretly, but you can freeze it first and send it home to eat later.
Yan Xia raised his chin towards his brother. While other fathers and sons loved to express themselves, they, as father and son, were not... Both brothers loved to focus on details.
He understands!!
Yan Ji: “…………”
Yan Ji refused the raised chin and unceremoniously ordered the child to help with the work.
Compared to the children's group who worked all morning, the adults' group had already gained a lot before the 25th.
The village boss appeared again, inspecting the goods while giving a clear and logical explanation. When it was Yan Ji's turn, the boss saw the sparkling blue fish at a glance.
"It's so poisonous that it can't be eaten, and even livestock can't eat it."
Yan Ji's expression did not change, "I'm not selling this. I'm keeping it frozen... for fun."
boss:"…………"
Can play.
Tan Yi, who was standing among the staff, also twitched his eyes. He said that this father and son were weird, the child was weird, and the adults were weird too.
Although it was strange, it was just a harmless episode. The boss was very quick to weigh and pay, and by the time this part was over, the adults were exhausted.
After a simple wash, everyone finally had the feast provided by the program team. For a while, the only sound on the table was the clatter of dishes and chopsticks.
After lunch, several adults took their children back to their rooms to take a nap. Yan Xia followed his brother back to the room, but before he lay down, there was a sudden noise near the window, followed by a familiar chirping sound.
"I'm hungry! I'm hungry!"
Yan Xia: “…”
It seems that this bird is addicted to it.
In order to prevent his brother's nap from being disturbed by the bird, Yan Xia went downstairs. The bird didn't eat much. While feeding it, Yan Xia seriously suspected that it actually went out to find food by itself. As for the bite now, it was probably a snack after the meal.
After Yan Xia fed the bird, he wanted to get a glass of water. As soon as he entered the kitchen, the bird followed him in. Just when Yan Xia thought that the bird wanted to eat something, the bird flew past him and went straight to a corner, then lay there motionless.
Yan Xia followed the bird with his eyes and noticed something was wrong. He walked closer and found a few... quail eggs under the bird.
And this bird seems to be happily...
Hatching eggs.
Male bird, incubating eggs.
Yan Xia: “…”
Is he going crazy because his wife ran away?
Moreover, Yan Xia squinted his eyes as he stared at the little bit of eggshell that was exposed. If he remembered correctly, there was quail eggs in one of the dishes at lunch today.
The source of the egg is self-evident, but I don’t know how the bird managed to get the egg when the chef wasn’t paying attention.
Yan Xia put down the water cup and reached under the bird's belly. Just when he took out an egg to verify it, the bird in the nest suddenly flew up and tried to take a bite of Yan Xia's hand. Yan Xia dodged, and the egg fell to the ground and broke into... two pieces.
…………
So, after hatching for a long time, what was hatched was still cooked.
The bird landed on the ground and typed around the egg. Then Yan Xia saw a series of familiar garbled codes in the translator.
The garbled code continued to increase for a while before it showed signs of stopping. Yan Xia stared at the bird for a few seconds, thinking that he might as well go out and take a look to see if he could trick it into finding a wife. Before he could come up with a result, Yan Xia saw the bird, which was originally chirping, stop and sniff the quail egg that was split in half.
Then, he took one, two, three sips tentatively...
The garbled text in the translator disappeared, leaving only the full screen...
"It smells so good! It smells so good! It smells so good!"
Yan Xia: “…………”
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