Elite men's time travel through ancient times

The child hugged his younger brother and walked over with a dilapidated small pannier on his back.Seeing Yang Fan staying in his room, the child stopped cautiously.

Seeing this, Yang Fan smiled flatteringly at him, pointed to the water tank and explained: "I just came in to drink some water, I didn't touch your things."

The child silently glanced at his room, then put down his younger brother, and put away the thin quilt that Yang Fan had hung on the firewood pile.

Seeing his actions, Yang Fan continued to smile: "Thank you for the quilt."

The child still didn't speak, but walked in with his younger brother by the hand.Yang Fan, who was ignored, touched his nose, a little embarrassed.It was the first time in his life that he was ignored by others, and Yang Dashao, who was always popular, was really not used to it.

After putting away the quilt, the child put down the basket and untied the bamboo tube hanging from his waist.

After putting it away, the child turned his head vigilantly and stared at Yang Fan who was trying to smile: "Without you."

Hearing his words, Yang Fan was a little puzzled, and he didn't understand what he meant until he saw a few shriveled wild fruits in the child's bamboo basket.

"Don't worry, I won't eat your food." Yang Fan tried his best to make his smile look sincere.

But the child obviously did not believe his rhetoric.Still vigilantly holding the bamboo tube tightly, while paying attention to Yang Fan's actions, he led his younger brother to the earthen stove to light a fire.

Out of the bamboo tube were a few small fishes that were only two fingers wide. The child quickly cut open his belly, packed them up and put them in a bowl.Bring the water to a boil, add the fish and simmer.He did not let go of his surveillance on Yang Fan during the whole process.And that little one hugged the child's leg tightly, swallowing saliva non-stop.

After the fish was cooked, the child hesitated for a moment, but he still picked up the dead leaves from an inconspicuous corner and took out a small jar.Then carefully pinch a few white crystals and put them in the pot.

Yang Fan recognized it, it was salt.

When the fish was done cooking, the kid turned off the fire.Then he hugged his younger brother away from Yang Fan.Yang Fan was helpless to guard against him like a child would guard against thieves.

Those few small fish are not enough to fit between his teeth, even if he is really hungry, he will not grab the food of the two children.What's more, he had already eaten just now.

He stayed here just to wring some useful information out of the kid's mouth.Find out what kind of place this is.

So he rested his chin and waited for the child to eat first.After just looking at it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Two skinny and dry children, one big and one small, were sitting at the door cuddling each other.The child picked up the spoon and carefully blew the cold fish soup to feed his younger brother.In those big beautiful eyes, there is obvious warmth and pampering.

After Xiaobudian anxiously took two sips, the child fed him again, but he shook his head, pointed at the child's mouth, and spoke for the first time.But what came out was "Yi Yi Ya Ya".

Yang Fan was a little surprised that a one-year-old child could say some simple words.This child is obviously already a little sensible, why can't he speak?

But surprise was quickly replaced by warmth.The child coaxed him gently. Although Yang Fan couldn't understand, he could guess that he must have said "not hungry".The little one is very persistent, his brother doesn't drink, he doesn't eat either.

The child had no choice but to pretend to take a spoonful and put it in his mouth.Only then did Xiao Budian laugh, and obediently opened his mouth to let his brother feed him.

The two little guys quickly wiped out a bowl of fish soup.The little boy stroked his bulging belly, and showed a pure and innocent smile in satisfaction.Seeing that he was full, the child also smiled happily.

Watching this scene, Yang Fan felt sour.

Most of that bowl of fish soup went into the little one's stomach.But the kid was reluctant to throw away the remaining fish bones, and ate them all bit by bit.After eating, the child let Xiao BuDian play by himself. He emptied all the things in the back basket and squatted on the ground to tidy up.

Yang Fan noticed that in addition to some wild fruits, there were also unknown wild vegetables and lumpy plants.Seeing the child ignoring his own existence, Yang Fan decided to strike up a conversation: "My name is Yang Fan, can the child tell me your name?"

no response.Yang Fan continued: "I know you don't believe me, I just want to ask something, if you tell me, I'll leave, okay?"

Hearing what he said, the child finally reacted, and he raised his head: "What do you want to ask?"

Hearing him speak, Yang Fan was very happy, and quickly asked: "Can you tell me where this is?"

"Green Bamboo Village."

"I'm asking about the area this belongs to." Seeing the child's puzzled expression, Yang Fan changed his method and asked, "How about this, tell me what is the name of the nearest city?"

"Fuyuan County." The child asked and answered each sentence, unwilling to say more than one word.

Fuyuan County?Have not heard.Yang Fan had no choice but to give up on himself and finally asked: "Then can you tell me which country this is?"

The faint expectation in my heart was broken by the child's cold voice——

"North Vietnam."

【End of this chapter】