Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Zhang Qilin was cooking porridge, which he only knew how to cook, and roasting chicken.

The chickens in the back mountain are almost eaten.

Hens cannot eat, they need to lay eggs.

The huge Zhang family's house was empty, and he stayed there without any sadness or joy.

It’s not a good feeling to lose your memory, looking at the traces of where you once lived.

this place.

He didn't know how he became the patriarch, and he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

Looking through the clan records, it seems that he was to guard the gate.

He didn't know how to defend or how to get there, he needed to figure it out on his own.

All the tribesmen are free.

Today is the day that Zhang Qilin wanders around the clan land, reinforcing the mechanisms. Looking at the courtyard overgrown with weeds, he doesn't want to take care of it.

Looking at the Zhang family ancient building, many members of the family are buried here.

If there was anything he liked here, it was probably the chirping of insects and birds.

Nature always makes him happy. He likes both the sunrise and the sunset.

But all of that is about to be broken.

"Dumb, dumb, come and open the door, dumb, dumb, are you home?"

Hei Xia Zi's calls were repeated again and again, and his incessant chattering speed made Liu Liuliu and Chen Pi actively distance themselves from him.

Proves that they are not so talkative and not that kind of people.

No one knows where the blind man inherited this dumb mouth. Is it a family inheritance?

But when I think about the fact that Zhang Qilin doesn't like to talk much, Chenpi doesn't like to talk much, and Heibei Laoliu doesn't like to talk much, only the blind man likes to talk.

Is this the law that talkative people attract dumb people?

Zhang Qilin walked to the nearest position and quickly climbed onto the roof. Looking at the people jumping and shouting outside, he suddenly had an urge to hit someone.

The blind man became even more excited when he saw the dumb man.

"Mute, here, here, the blind man is here, open the door quickly."

Zhang Qilin looked at the blind man for a long time, then looked at the two people behind him, pursed his lips, and let him in.

Fortunately, it’s not in the downtown area, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

However, Hei Xiazi's focus was different. Seeing that the mute was still a little kid, he picked him up.

Dumb, why haven't you grown up yet?

Hei Xia Zi cried and said, "I was old when you were born. Bah, my wife is still young, but I got old first. Bah bah bah bah."

Zhang Qilin turned the blind man's face aside, a stone flew out, and a few clicks were heard, and the mechanism started to work.

"Go back first."

Liu Liuliu and Chenpi took a look at the ingenious mechanism and admired it in their hearts. Looking at Hei Xiazi who was unilaterally attacking in front of them, they felt that this taciturn child had a hard time.

Why didn’t you beat the blind man to death? This must be true love.

Chenpi felt that Heixiazi was going too far. This person was not his classmate, but his classmate's child.

He got his meal from someone else's child.

This desolate courtyard seems to be deserted. Along the way, I have seen many desolate and ruined families, and this one is the largest.

"Master, there's nothing."

In the kitchen, Chenpi looked at the porridge and frowned.

You can't eat this.

"master."

The only ingredient left is the tangerine peel, which he doesn’t know how to cook.

Liu Liuliu really didn't expect that Chenpi could cook. When they went out, except for the food in the restaurant, the food outside was so delicious that it was hard to describe.

Later, Chenpi learned how to cook.

The value of apprentices is too high these days.

Hei Xia Zi looked at the kitchen where the fragrance was coming out, and felt happy because he had food to eat.

Zhang Qilin sat on a stool and looked at the kitchen. "No food."

There's no food in there, so where does the food come from?

The blind man knew what the dumb man was thinking at a glance.

"You never grew up back then, why are you still the same now? Are you the dwarf of the Zhang family?"

Zhang Qilin looked at Hei Xia Zi and uttered two words, "Brain."

I don't know where this topic has gone off track.

But when it was time to eat, Zhang Qilin realized how delicious it was.

Monsters are fine too.

Hei Xiazi knew from the speed of the dumb that this guy had never eaten good food.

There are many rooms here, fortunately there is still space for Liuliu, so there is still enough space to clean up two rooms.

When Zhang Qilin saw Liu Liuliu taking things out of thin air, he felt that he was a monster.

Monster, the blind man’s friend is a monster.

Chenpi looked at the child with strange eyes. The blind man was not wrong. Could it be that his friend was a dwarf?

He has seen such people who are 50 years old and still the height of a bean.

But just to confirm, I touched his bones. He is a dwarf and he really won't grow up.

"Master, he is a dwarf."

Chenpi's words made Zhang Qilin, who usually had no emotions, frown.

"I'm not."

I just grow up slowly.

Hei Xia Zi was already slamming the table and laughing wildly. The Zhang family is indeed growing slowly, hahahahahahahaha.

It's really not the dumb's fault.

"Chenpi, the Zhang family grows slowly, they are really not dwarfs. Hahahaha"

Liu Liuliu turned sideways, he was not smiling, he just liked to turn sideways by nature, but anyone could tell from his brows that he was smiling.

"Monster, you're laughing at me."

Zhang Qilin looked at Liu Liuliu, he saw it, and he was laughing.

Liu Liuliu: . . . .

How could I be expelled from the human race? I am still a human being.

"Not a monster."

Zhang Qilin hummed, seeming not to believe it.

He had read the book, and there were monsters in it.

Liu Liuliu narrowed his eyes and said, "It's time to teach you a lesson. I thought it was impolite to say this on the first day, but as for politeness, I feel that little Qilin should not need it."

"You know, you made a mistake today."

Several people sat on the kang. Heixiazi and Chenpi took their seats one by one, took out their notebooks, and started again.

The master is not talkative, but when he talks, he talks a lot.

Hei Xia Zi also handed the mute a notebook and a pen.

"Take notes quickly."

You need to take an exam.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

The monster became angry and embarrassed.

"Why did you open the door today and turn off the mechanism?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at the blind man and said, "I know him."

I still remember him.

"If he was a bad guy, you would be dead."

"He is not."

Hei Xia Zi was so touched that the mute, with his goldfish-like memory, actually trusted him so much. Then why did he always beat him in the past?

Is beating a sign of love and scolding a sign of care?

Hei Xiazi smiled obscenely.

Chenpi rolled his eyes and said, there’s no need to remember these.

"People change."

"A blind man can't do that."

Because he is blind.

"A kind man is often bullied, a kind horse is often ridden, and not being able to judge people is also a disease."

“I’m awesome.”

Zhang Qilin is still very satisfied with his own fighting skills.

Liu Liuliu was so angry that he almost laughed.

You are still very proud.

“It’s useless for you to be powerful, others are cruel.

The essence of this world is survival of the fittest.

There is nothing wrong with being kind, but the prerequisite is to survive.

Don’t think that if you are kind, others will not bully you. It is because of your kindness that others bully you.

Never let kindness be your only leverage."

Heixiazi and Chenpi had seen a lot of such things along the way, and they nodded in agreement.

Whenever Liu Liuliu thought about how Zhang Qilin had booked a miserable package for the rest of his life because of opening the door at random, he wanted to shake his brain and teach him to be more careful.

Zhang Qilin is also very stubborn in some aspects. First, he has never thought of harming others, and second, he has his own judgment.

“I’m awesome.”

"Oh, really? The blind man said that you will lose your memory."

Zhang Qilin: . . . .