Shan He Biao Li

Maybe even if a person is tired of a certain life, when he knows that he is about to leave, he will give birth to a masochistic attachment-not to mention Chu Huan is not tired of the Liyi tribe at all.

After returning from the river, Chu Huan no longer drilled into the woods every day, and no one excepted Nanshan. His sense of presence in front of the clan suddenly became higher.

In the past, Chu Huan really didn't like children and small animals. He saw the little cubs and detoured. Hearing their chatter, they were two circles.

But one day, when he stood in front of his window, he looked up and saw several small things bat-like hanging in a row on the treetop, stretched his neck, and thought he was secretly peeping, Chu Huan actually miraculously Not bothered.

He couldn't help remembering how he looked like a cat or a dog when he was a child, and said: "If this little Lu'er will live forever in his life, will his family have a clean life?"

Chu Huan raised his hand to the reconnaissance tree on the tree and beckoned. The neck of a group of little cubs suddenly shrunk from a pelican to a tortoise. You beat me with a twist and a pinch. I kicked you and shoved each other. Refused to move first.

In the end, the little bald man took the lead, leaping from the tree with a piece of candy.

The reconnaissance company was just like dumplings. They all jumped down the tree. Chu Huan went back to the house and grabbed a handful of sugar. Each person gave one piece, and all the cubs were sent away.

Of course, there are also not so good to pass, such as small baldness.

The little bald man was not greedy enough to eat the elephant. After eating the sugar, he was still thinking about people. He thought very carefully for a while, and decided that thick skin is the first cornerstone of a person ’s success, so he was not ashamed and embarrassed. Aside, Chong Chuhuan spread his arms.

Chu Huan was scared and took a step back: "Why? Don't you want to hug?"

The little bald head clearly verified his idea: "Hug!"

Chu Huan walked like a mine, striding forward half a step tremblingly, keeping a safe distance from the little bald head, lowering his voice, and trying to reason with the little bald head in his half-familiar clothing language: "A gloomy and fierce old man , To a passionate friend of children, this distance is very far, do you know? I have just started when the ground is so far from the sun, you have to give me time. "

I don't know if he didn't pronounce it clearly or didn't make it clear. Anyway, the little bald man listened unmoved and stuck his arm at him persistently.

When Chu Huan saw that Xiaoyi ’s reasoning did n’t work, he had to move his emotions—and then handed out a piece of candy: “Eat, play after yourself, and be good.”

Where are the wild boar-like children of the dignified clothes? The little bald took the sugar, not only unmoved, but also launched a big move to Chu Huan: hugged his thigh.

The magical little viper came out of nowhere again. Seeing this and this situation, he decided to take the time to wrap it up together—it quickly climbed up to Chu Huan's trouser legs and entangled his other leg.

Chu Huan: "..."

He carried the weight of "human and nature" on his legs, which was really difficult.

Chu Huan had to hold the little bald head cautiously with the movement of the explosive bag, and sent him back to his parents.

He was so ashamed of what his unlucky child had done. In front of Chu Huan, he picked up his little bald head and beat him up firmly.

When Chu Huanquan didn't see it, he slipped away deafly, and the little viper protruded from his shoulder and gave a sympathetic glance in the direction of the crying father.

The little bald head was like this. At the beginning of his life, he had tasted the world of "true love is scum" and howled.

When Chu Huan passed through a small hill, he happened to meet a group of young men grazing together for a pastime. The sound of their tusks and farts was sent to Chu Huan's ears by the wind.

No matter how simple and kind a small group is, there are always one or two unlucky eggs that are usually bullied by everyone. Obviously, in the man circle of the Liyi people, the whip is the "bean bean" in the "dining and sleeping bean bean" .

Several people surrounded the whip in the middle, and the whip was arguing roughly with that blushing neck: "I was living with the king and king for many days while on the river side, and I still helped him when calculating the accounts! He also said that I It ’s his brother. "

Others coaxed: "Bragging!"

A young man beat his whip in the chest to provoke: "You said you are his brother, then would you dare to call him for a drink?"

Horsewhip: "I ... I ..."

"Hey, I saw him! You go-don't you say he is your brother, then he came over as soon as you waved!"

"Continue blowing!"

"That's right, don't you just go to the river together when you blow big cows? Dashan still went."

"We also have classes with the king and the king every day. You can't even speak well, brother."

The horse whip's face was flushed, and he angrily flicked away the others, holding his breath, striding toward Chu Huan in a stride.

But his courage went all the way, and when he arrived in front of Chu Huan, he basically had nothing left. He lowered his head and walked in front of Chu Huan like a confession of crime, his dirty hands tense Rubbing his trouser legs, his face was full of despair when the middle school students who failed in the foreign language met the foreign teacher on a narrow path.

Chu Huan found a bit of fun to "be a teacher" in his reaction-although he was not a class teacher, he felt more like a teaching director.

Chu Huan: "Horse whip, have something to do with me?"

The whip stammered and blushed to stop at the intersection: "I ... I ... drink ... drink ... drink."

... always feel that he is crying.

Chu Huan wanted to embarrass the whip, and it was not embarrassing to see the young man embarrassed in this way, so he stretched out his hand on his shoulder and agreed happily, "Let's go."

The horsewhip didn't expect it to be so easy. It was shocked to stand up as a coffin board on the spot-not only him, but all the older bear children over there were dumbfounded together, as if they were collectively fixed.

Chu Huan touched his nose, not knowing how noble he is usually.

A group of young men were embarrassed to talk to Chu Huan, and finally they shoved and shoved, unanimously decided to throw out the whip, the whip staggered two steps without standing, came to kneel on one knee.

Chu Huan sat down on the small soil slope, and naturally lifted Erlang's legs. He said leisurely, "Child, don't have a New Year, don't give New Year's money on knees."

The whip was so nervous that he didn't understand it at all. He felt that he was pushed out by his companions. He was roasted on the fire by the public, and his head was confused.

After scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks for a long time, the whip suffocated a sentence: "Big ... Big King, you ... Are you in your house, and you also put a horse?"

Chu Huan said without changing his face: "I don't let the horse go, I hunt."

If everyone didn't understand, he quickly whispered to the people around him what he had just said, discussed it for a while, and figured out what he said, all showing an expression of disbelief.

A guy said aloud: "Hunting rabbits?"

The talking boy's baby-face looks 16 or 7 years old, and his name is "Thunderous Thunder". Chu Huan simplified it and called him "Two Kicks."

"That's called" beat the rabbit ", not" hunt the rabbit ", the Chinese word for the province is to be saved." Chu Huan helped his glasses, and felt a little bit like a teacher of the people. He said, "I mainly fight wild dogs. In case they bite, it can be said to be a dog. "

Fang Cai ’s second kick kicked the whip, and whispered in Li'li language: "I don't believe how to say?"

The horsewhip guided: "No blind date."

The second kicker read it twice in a whisper, feeling that he had mastered the word, so he said loudly, "No blind date!"

Chu Huan glanced at him with a bad intention and smiled narrowly: "Blind date? This starts to miss the girl, are you an adult?"

The grazing lads quickly formed a temporary language learning group, and there was another big discussion. After five minutes, they all gathered firewood to discuss the meaning of Chu Huan's sentence.

I saw that the appearance of the two kicks turned from confusion to embarrassment, and finally jumped up angrily, grabbing the whip to single out.

When Nanshan and the elders walked from a distance, they saw that the people of the tribe were all learning from Chu Chuan's legs, and they were so strangely and colorfully ridiculous-even if they were sitting and learning, and there were some wonderful flowers standing on the side. The leg touches the ground, the other leg raises the knee hard, and the golden rooster is alone.

The men of the Liyi tribe seem to be over-energized. Whether they are standing or sitting, they must keep the pen straight like a bell.

There is no such thing as Chu Huan sitting there loosely and loosely leaning on the movement of lifting Erlang's legs.

They will never learn Chu Huan's laziness and absent-mindedness that "people are here, God is there".

The elder glanced at Nanshan and said, "Isn't he mixed with the tribe before?"

The elder is an old man, wearing a bizarre costume like a apron, a big pocket in front of his chest, filled with various fruits, and a big g chest is alive.

This person is usually even more terrible than Chu Huan and stayed out of the house. Most of the time, he was not seen. Even when the guardian came, he did not show up in person. In the end, Luge went to visit him when he was leaving.

When Chu Huan came to the Liyi tribe for a few months, he only saw the old man.

Nanshan's attitude towards the elder has always been close to him in respect. He looked in the eyes of the elder, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth involuntarily: "It may be stuffy."

The elder figured out a fruit from the pocket on his chest. When the thin hand broke, he broke the thing in half and looked at his rotten heart. His mouth turned down into an arch bridge: Bite it. "

Nanshan withdrew his gaze from Chu Huan: "Huh?"

The elder said that Sang scolded Huai: "Some things are like this fruit. They look beautiful and break apart. They either did not grow at all or were bitten by insects."

Nanshan frowned: "You said Chu Huan? He is not."

The elder threw the rotten fruit aside, dug out two bunches of wild strawberries with seedlings from his apron, threw them to Nanshan, wiped them out, and stuffed them in his mouth.

The elder looked at the harmonica across Nanshan's waist in a meaningful way and said vaguely: "Why do you know? Because he gave you a few gadgets and gave you a few books?"

Nanshan said nothing.

"You have dealt with a few outsiders? You don't even remember your dad, he was ..."

"I just know." The sudden exit of Nanshan interrupted the elder.

Suddenly he found that he didn't like others to question Chu Huan, whether it was Ruger or the elder, Nanshan decided to simply and rudely end the topic, so he said: "I'm angry."

After he finished speaking, he walked to the water, washed the strawberries, and left the elder aside, walked to Chu Huan, borrowing flowers and offering Buddha in front of the elder.

Seeing that the patriarch was coming, the grazing boys immediately dispersed, Nanshan handed Chu Huan the fresh and dripping wild strawberry, "Please eat."

"And this?" Chu Huan's eyes lighted up--he didn't like to eat fruits, he just liked this plant that was red and green and watery, "You are a feng shui treasure, neither cold in winter nor hot in summer. ? "

"That's because it's not winter yet," Nanshan said. "Do you like us?"

Chu Huan nodded without hesitation.

Nanshan then asked, "Do you like me?"

Chu Huan: "..."

Although he knew that Nanshan was only due to language and cultural differences, and some words were unsatisfactory, he was still inevitably guilty because he was pregnant, and he almost choked himself.

When Nanshan saw him not answering, he was a little nervous, and his waist straightened like a straight military posture.

Chu Huan paused, and he voluntarily circumvented the main contradiction, turning a corner: "You are so attractive, who doesn't like it?"

Nanshan heard the reluctance in his words and lost his heart in an instant.

After a long silence, he asked dully: "If you like it, why don't you stay?"

Chu Huan turned his head to look at him: "If I want to go, do you want to go outside with me?"

"Think," Nanshan answered frankly, "but I can't leave."

Chu Huan pinched a strand of his hair, pinched the tip of his hair to play with his fingertips: "Then I am like you-although in our case, I am not as important as you, just a small person, but if there is anything I need I do it, I still have to leave right away, do you understand? "

Nanshan gave him a deep look.

Chu Huan patted his shoulder, stood up, pointed to the harmonica around his waist and said, "Don't hang that thing on your belt, is it silly? The pants are about to fall."

Nanshan held Chu Huan's hand on his shoulder.

"You ... if you want to go ..." Nanshan's voice was a little husky, "Be sure to seal the mountains before winter, and you won't be able to get out."