The most regrettable thing is those large-scale breeding farms that have just been built. The wild boar piglets that were put in there probably haven't even had a chance to sit down properly before they have to be transferred to the Ark.
There's nothing we can do in the face of natural disasters. We see buildings that were built at great cost, only to be completely submerged by a single flood.
For a long time, everyone's feelings were complicated. They originally thought that life would get better and better in the future, but they did not expect that life would not let them off the hook because of their suffering.
It will add fuel to the fire when you're feeling a little better, making those who are already suffering even more miserable. Only tough people can endure the hardships of life, and so they face endless suffering.
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The floodwaters continued to rise, which seemed to confirm my idea that this was a massive flood that would never stop.
We had already landed on the Ark a month ago, and the other ten large transport ships were tied to the Ark with thick rock vines.
We don't yet know how long the flood will last, and these large ships and arks are likely to be our last base of survival, so the loss of any one of them is something we cannot afford.
Since that rainy season, the rain has never stopped in my memory, and the sun has become an extremely rare species.
Although we planted a lot of crops on our ark, the crops didn't get much sunlight due to the constant rain, so they didn't grow as well as we had hoped.
Top is old now, and I've gone from being a spirited young man to a middle-aged old man about to enter old age.
Sometimes I sit on the deck with a rain shelter and stare blankly at the raindrops falling from the sky.
Perhaps it's because Top is getting old, but it also prefers to snuggle up to me, instead of jumping around on the branches like the lively monkey it used to be.
Pat's eyes are not as sharp as they used to be. Now that he flies a little further away, it has become a little difficult for him to find me in the crowd.
Now, like Top, it mostly prefers to find a quiet place to rest. They do want to bask in the sun, but that's a luxury; the weather hasn't changed its unpredictable mood for over a year.
I was still holding the notebook that I had brought from my hometown. This notebook was very thick, a full ten centimeters thick.
But now it's filled with thick records, and when you open it, you see those familiar tally marks, as well as annotations of some important events.
This notebook has witnessed countless days of my life, both joyful and sorrowful.
However, for the past year, I've drawn a wavy line under each of my tally marks, which represents the duration of continuous rain.
Sometimes I think that maybe I will never have the chance to go back in this lifetime. Sometimes, maybe it's because I'm getting old, but I always have a longing to go home.
Perhaps the younger sister is already married, and perhaps the mother, who once had jet-black hair, is now gray-haired and wrinkled.
Perhaps she still sits hunched over at the village entrance every day, leaning on her cane, waiting for something. Perhaps she believes she will see me again before she dies.
I haven't smoked for many years, and I've quit smoking for many years. But recently, I really want to trade everything I have for a pack of cigarettes, to let the smoke fill my lungs, so that I can at least ease the bitterness in my heart.
"Uncle! Uncle, it's cold here. Let me take you to warm up by the fire. My mom made delicious chicken today. Mom's cooking is the best. Come and try it!"
At that moment, a chubby little girl, no more than four or five years old, was looking at me with an innocent expression and a hint of expectation in her eyes, her chin resting on her hand.
I know this little girl very well. She likes to invite me to her house for meals whenever she has free time, saying that her mother's cooking is delicious.
She's still young, so naturally she doesn't know that I taught her all her mother's skills. It feels like just yesterday that Su Su challenged me to a cooking contest.
My blank expression gradually gave way to a warm smile. Who says I have no family? After so many years of living together, everyone has come to regard me as their family.
We are a huge family, so big that I've lost count of how many people there are. We all live together on the ark, and we bump into each other every day.
I smiled and ruffled the little girl's hair, saying, "Xixi, is Daddy back yet? We have to wait for Daddy to come back before we can eat."
"Oh no... damn it, I forgot about Dad."
Sisi, though small in stature, is quite mischievous. She patted her forehead and sighed, a rather quirky expression. But it amused me; this girl even likes to use "damn it" as a catchphrase.
"Sisi, who taught you to say that? You can't say those three words." I patiently instructed her.
“Oh, Uncle, I heard it from my dad. I asked him where he learned it, and he said that he also heard an uncle say it often, and he got used to it and couldn’t change it.”
Sisi thought for a moment, then pouted and asked,
"Uncle, do you know who that uncle is? My dad says he's really amazing."
"Cough cough cough..."
"Um... Don't worry about these details, kid. Let's go eat. Your dad will be back soon."
I almost choked on Sisi's question. I need to have a good talk with that brat Dante when he gets back. How could he be so outspoken in front of his own daughter?
"Uncle, I want to play with your monkey."
Sisi stared at me with her big, expectant eyes.
Like most children, Sisi has a natural affinity for fluffy animals like Top.
But Top was afraid to play with these children whose imaginations were no less than his own. They would tie little braids on Top's head with rope and flower wreaths on his tail.
Upon hearing this, Top prepared to run away, but I grabbed him and pulled him into my arms.
Then, smiling, she said to Xiaoxi, "You can only pet it, you can't bully it, otherwise it will get angry and won't play with you next time."
"Okay! Uncle, please give me Top!"
Sisi excitedly took Top from my hand, and casually pulled out a chain that should have been used on a dog's neck and put it around Top's neck.
Then, disregarding Top's feelings, she took Top's hand and walked towards a planned residential area.
As he left, Top turned back and gave me a look that seemed to want to kill. "Tang Yi, you arrogant brat, treating your brother like a toy just to appease a kid. You've really had the worst luck with your father."
I scratched my head, looking a little embarrassed. It's just a little sacrifice of being a pet, I can always make up for it with taro noodles you like later.
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