A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

After running for half a day, the fool felt thirsty and hungry. Ah, aren't there two meat buns left? Go back and eat your fill before looking for something to eat. He felt that he couldn't do without food! So he turned left and right, quickly returned to the towering tree, and came to his new house.

"Baby!" he called.

But the tree hole was empty. I wonder where the puppy had gone?

He had no choice but to sit in the corner, eat one of the two remaining meat buns, and give the other to his son.

He wanted to go for a walk outside to see if he could find his next meal, so he came out of the tree hole and walked towards the hillside.

He didn't know that in the bushes on the other side, some puppies were picking wild fruits from the short trees.

The silly madman walked aimlessly along the hillside. He saw an old man with a white beard hoeing the field from a distance. In his impression, he had never seen anyone working. He was very curious. He ran over and asked the old man while he was wiping his sweat.

"Grandpa, you have nothing to do when you are full, why do you dig up all these good lands?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he was amused by the child's words and turned around laughing.

"Child, you were born in a poor family, and you don't even know that this is farming? Didn't your parents teach you to farm? It seems that the poor have spoiled you!"

He didn't want to mention the sad thing, so he smiled and said, "Why does grandpa farm?"

The old man was surprised to see the child asking such questions repeatedly. He looked at him and he didn't look like a child from a rich family. He also didn't sound like a child from a poor family. So he asked, "Didn't your family teach you?"

The silly madman shook his head and asked the same question: "No, Grandpa, can you tell me why you farm?"

"We can only have rice to eat if we grow crops. If we don't grow crops, we will be hungry. Without food, we can't survive. Do you understand?"

The silly madman nodded and thought for a while: Could it be that the buns sold on the street are also grown in the fields?

"Are all the food grown in the ground? Then, how many days does it take for it to grow? Can it grow a lot?"

"Hahaha..." The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "Yes, yes! The food we eat is all grown in the ground. It will take about three or four days for the seedlings to sprout. When it's time to harvest, there will be a lot of grains and bunches. Do you understand now?"

"I see, I see!" The silly madman was very happy and turned around and ran towards the tree hole. It turns out that if you plant it, it will grow a lot, this is too good...

The old man was surprised to see him running away and asked again: "Where are you going?"

"I'll use the buns to plant!"

"What? Corn?" The old man laughed. This child is really sensible.

Soon the silly madman came running over breathlessly with a bun in his hand. He held it up and asked, "Grandpa, look at how to plant this bun? Plant it and let it grow a lot of buns, and we won't have to worry about food!"

The old man thought he was going to plant corn, but he didn't expect it was buns. He laughed so hard that he couldn't move.

"Hahahaha... kid, hahaha..., you really have wild imaginations, hahaha..."

Seeing the old man's attitude, the silly madman was confused. "Grandpa, what are you laughing at?"

The old man stopped laughing and said, "Child, this bun is made from grain. It can't be planted! Look!" The old man pointed at the sweet potato in his basket and said, "This sweet potato can be planted!"

He had grown up in the palace as a child, and had no idea about growing crops. He scratched his head and asked, "Sweet potatoes, Grandpa, what are sweet potatoes?"

The old man stopped digging and looked at the child in front of him in surprise again. Where did he come from? He didn't even know what a sweet potato was. What kind of people were his parents? Why didn't they teach him? The old man looked at him and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.

The silly madman saw that the old man was in a daze and thought that he couldn't answer, so he smiled and called him twice: "Grandpa, what's wrong? Is this question difficult to answer?"

The old man came to his senses and smiled, "It's not that difficult to answer. I'm just wondering whose child you are. How come you don't even know what sweet potatoes are? Come here, let me show you!"

The old man put down his hoe and walked to the basket. He had cooked five big sweet potatoes this morning and brought three of them for lunch. He had to turn over all the soil in this field, so he would not be able to go back until the afternoon.

He picked up a big sweet potato from the basket, sat on the ridge next to him, and shook it at him: "Look!" meaning this is a sweet potato.

He had never seen a sweet potato before, so he opened his eyes wide and asked: "Is this... a sweet potato? It's so big!" It was several times bigger than the bun in her hand.

The old man had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He was not lying. He had never even seen a sweet potato, let alone eaten it.

He shook the sweet potato in his hand and said, "Come here, eat sweet potatoes with grandpa!"

He had never eaten sweet potatoes before, and he didn't expect the old man to be so kind. He must not waste his kindness. So he ran over without hesitation, and the old man broke off half of it for him.

Seeing the child trying to break the berries, the old man said, "No need to break them, I'll give them to you!" He ate the berries. Just then he saw a little white dog with a big tail running past on the path in front of him, holding two wild fruits in its mouth. It turned its head to look at them, then suddenly stopped, sat down, and kept looking at them.

Then I heard the little boy in front of me say, "I'm going to save half for my puppy!"

The old man blinked his eyes, looked at the puppy-like thing, pointed at it and said slowly, "Is that the paparazzi you are talking about?"

Following the old man's finger, the silly madman turned his head and looked over. He saw the white puppy holding two fruits in its mouth, happily waving the sweet potato at him: "Puppy, you're here! We have sweet potatoes to eat, come here!"

The puppy happily scurried over, holding two walnut-sized fruits in its mouth and looking at him.

Seeing the little white dog approaching, the old man was very surprised. How could it be a dog? It was clearly a fox! How could it be mixed up with a fox?

The silly madman took the fruit out of the cub's mouth, put it in his arms, and passed the sweet potato to its mouth: "Come, taste what the sweet potato tastes like?"

The cub took a bite and hummed a few times while eating.

The silly madman chuckled and said, "Sweet, is it sweet? I like sweet food the most!" Then he took a bite of the other half.

It was too late for the old man to stop him: "Peel off the skin, peel off the skin."

The silly madman ate while praising: "Hmm, it's so delicious, so delicious! No need to peel it, no need to peel it." He swallowed it down into his stomach in just a few bites, including the skin and meat.

The old man was still in shock, and he pointed at the white puppy and asked in a low voice: "Is this just a dog, kid?"

The silly madman licked his fingers, looked at the cub and answered: "It's just a dog. I rescued it yesterday! What's the matter, Grandpa?"

It turned out that they had just met each other. The old man chuckled and said, "Your cub is not a dog, he is a fox! He is a fox that often steals chickens from farmers' homes. A few days ago, a big one was killed in our village!"

"What fox? Grandpa, you said my cub is a fox. Isn't he a dog? Look at his eyes, ears and mouth. How are they different from dogs?"

"A dog's tail doesn't look like this! And its mouth isn't that pointed. It's normal that you don't recognize it! Oh, I'm going to turn the soil, otherwise the old man will be scolded by the old woman." As he said that, he stood up and was about to turn the soil.

The silly madman quickly stopped him and said, "How about this, Grandpa, I can't eat your sweet potatoes for free. Today, you teach me and I will help you with the work! When I get tired, I will do the work for you. Okay?"

The old man smiled and thought the child was not bad, so he said, "Okay, then tell me first, what is your name?"

The silly madman was stunned by the question and paused for a while before saying, "I don't know what my name is. Since I was old enough to understand, I have heard people call me silly madman."

"Ah?!" The old man was obviously shocked.