Chapter 29 Little Translator
Not long after, Lin Xiyan hurried over with four or five strong men from the Lin family.
When everyone saw the huge wild boar, they all gasped in shock.
"Wow, a wild boar this big is enough for our camp to eat for several meals!"
A man opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, his words filled with unconcealable surprise and shock.
Everyone cheered up and worked together. After great efforts, they finally lifted the wild boar steadily and moved it step by step towards the camp.
When everyone in the camp saw Lin Xiyan and others returning with the wild boar, they were instantly excited, with cheers and shouts intertwined.
"Wow, I actually hunted such a big wild boar! What a treat today!"
Aunt Zhang put her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed into slits as she smiled, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were like blooming chrysanthemums, full of simple joy.
Everyone gathered around, sharpened their knives, and started working busily.
Those who boil water boil water, those who peel skin peel skin, and those who cut meat cut meat, each doing their job in an orderly manner.
The camp was filled with smoke and the aroma of meat gradually spread, wielding wisps of it, arousing appetite, like an invisible hand teasing everyone's taste buds.
Unexpectedly, just when we were busy, we heard a noisy sound of footsteps.
Everyone looked up and saw a group of natives wearing strange clothes, with dark skin and strong physique, rushing over.
They looked angry, and the leader had a face full of flesh and eyes as sharp as an eagle.
He pointed at the wild boar on the ground and shouted in a dialect that no one could understand. His voice was high-pitched and passionate, and he was very excited.
Seeing this, Lin Wuyu quickly straightened his clothes, took a few steps forward, and said in a gentle voice: "My fellow warriors, may I know why we are here?"
The leading native seemed not to hear and continued shouting, waving his strong arms as he spoke.
The people around him also had angry faces and pressed forward step by step. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere of swords being drawn.
Lin Muyi frowned, leaned closer to Lin Xiyan, and whispered, "Looking at this posture, I'm afraid they are here with bad intentions."
Lin Xiyan raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, she took a step forward and said in a crisp voice:
"Everyone, we risked our lives to hunt this wild boar, so why are you taking it away as soon as you come?"
When the natives heard this, although they could not understand the language, they could guess what was meant from the expressions of the people, and their shouting became louder and louder.
Seeing this, Jiang Moyu held the sword in his hand and stood sideways to block Lin Xiyan like a towering mountain.
His eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at the natives warily.
Lin Wuyu also said loudly: "We are in this wilderness, and it is already difficult for us to survive. If you want to rob us, it will be a moral violation!"
The natives looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation in their expressions.
Lin Xiyan's mind raced, worrying about how to resolve the deadlock, when suddenly, the words of the native came into her ears.
She has been interested in various minority languages since she was young, and often studied them in her spare time. She immediately recognized that they were speaking Zhuang.
Fortunately, I knew a thing or two, so I cleared my throat and said in Zhuang language: "My fellow warriors, please don't be angry. We can talk it out."
When the natives heard that the little girl could speak fluent Zhuang language and was also proficient in Chinese, they were immediately surprised.
The leader with a face full of flesh had a special light in his eyes, and he said, "Little girl, you are so smart. You can speak our language and understand Chinese at the same time. You are really a genius.
Our tribe is in need of an interpreter like you. Would you like to join our tribe and lend us a hand?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiyan quickly waved her hand, a smile on her face as she politely declined, "I appreciate your kindness, sir, but I'm here with my family and I really can't leave."
The leader was slightly disappointed when he saw Lin Xiyan's refusal, but he soon remembered something and his expression brightened. He then said:
“In a few days, our tribe will have a Han Chinese reception. We were planning to discuss some business deals, but the chief priest who knows a little Chinese is ill, and now no one can take on this important task.
Little girl, if you are willing to help translate, our tribe will be very grateful. We will also give you some seeds that have been cultivated and passed down here for a long time. They are all rare and valuable items that are hard to find elsewhere."
After hearing this, Lin Xiyan lowered her eyes and thought.
Thinking that I could not only help them resolve the conflict, but also harvest precious seeds, which would be beneficial to the future development of the camp, I gladly agreed.
When the indigenous chief saw that she agreed, the gloom on his face disappeared and he smiled happily. When he led everyone away, he did not forget to remind them of the date and matters.
Everyone looked at the native's back as he walked away, and breathed a sigh of relief. Their tense hearts slowly relaxed, just like a taut guitar string finally being relaxed.
Lin Wuyu was full of doubts, and frowned as he looked at his daughter Lin Xiyan's back.
He thought to himself: My precious daughter has been growing up right under my nose. How could she have learned such a strange language without me even knowing it?
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Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "Xi'er, what did you just say?"
"Zhuang language, this is the indigenous language of the wild south."
"When did you learn this brave saying? I, your father, had no idea."
Lin Xiyan was a little panicked, but still had a sweet smile on her face.
His smart eyes turned and he answered crisply:
"Dad, in my free time, I like to read some miscellaneous books. I happened to find some ancient books that record the customs and languages of various ethnic groups.
Out of curiosity, I started to learn from it, and I never thought I would actually use it today, so it was a blessing in disguise."
Lin Wuyu listened to his daughter's words, but he still had doubts in his heart.
But seeing her frank appearance, and remembering how she had just cleverly resolved the crisis, the doubts in his heart were temporarily suppressed.
He just raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head:
"Girl, you are always clever and full of clever ideas. But today I am grateful to you."
Everyone in the camp gathered around at this moment, looking at Lin Xiyan with eyes full of admiration and praise.
Aunt Zhang squeezed through the crowd, took Lin Xiyan's hand, and smiled from ear to ear:
"Oh, Miss Xier, you really are our camp's little hero! First, you followed Master Jiang to hunt this big wild boar, and now you even know the language of this ethnic minority. That's truly amazing!"
The people around echoed one after another, and several young men shouted with admiration:
"Sister Xi, you have to teach us this skill. If we encounter any problems in the future, we will be able to deal with them as calmly as you."
Lin Xiyan's cheeks flushed with praise from everyone, and she waved her hands repeatedly and said:
"Don't flatter me, everyone. If you really want to learn, I'll teach you."
Jiang Moyu stood aside with a faint smile on his lips, watching Lin Xiyan being surrounded and praised by everyone, his eyes full of admiration and pampering.
After everyone's enthusiasm died down, he walked forward and said to Lin Xiyan:
"Xi'er, although you agreed to be the interpreter, the indigenous tribe is unfamiliar to you. I'll go with you in a few days and take care of you."
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