Bamboo branch girl

"Zhuji is going to Xinzhu Forest." Zhuji said to the little fat man.

The little fat man shook off the several kilograms of fat on his body, and took off all his clothes on the spot, leaving only a pair of underpants to hide his shame.He wrung out his soaked clothes, threw them on a big rock to dry, and shook his head to shake out the water droplets hidden on his head.

Drops of water were thrown onto Zhuji's clean clothes.

Zhuji looked at the little fat man who was still shaking her hair and ignoring her, then picked up her clothes to look at her, her mouth was aggrieved, tears glistened immediately, and she sobbed softly.She turned her back and squatted down, hugged her knees, and began to knock on small stones on the ground.

The knocking sound grew louder.

Only then did the little fat man notice Zhuji who was left hanging aside.He scratched his head embarrassingly, helped Zhuji up, rolled up the clothes that he took to dry just now and wiped her tears.

The clothes smelled of sweat, and after Zhuji smelled it, she couldn't hold back her tears.The little fat man hurriedly threw the clothes far away, patted Zhuji on the back, and coaxed her not to cry.

Zhuji stopped her tears, and she repeated what she said just now: "Zhuji is going to Xinzhu Forest."

The little fat man looked confused, and didn't understand what Zhuji was talking about for a moment.He didn't reply for a long time, just guessing the meaning of this sentence.For a while, he suspected that it was because of his poor brain that he couldn't always understand what Zhuji said.

"Zhuji is going to Hsinchu Forest, going to Hsinchu Forest, Hsinchu Forest, Bamboo Forest, Linlin Linlin Linlin..." Zhuji patted the "pork belly" squeezed out of the little fat man's waist Repeat the words in an infinite loop.

It's broken, Zhu Ji must be broken!

While the little fat man covered his ears, he also covered Zhu Ji's mouth, and the world was quiet.He sighed, patted Zhu Ji's little paws that were kneading on his fat flesh, and asked helplessly, "The new bamboo forest, is that far away?"

Zhuji nodded: "Far away."

The little fat man also nodded: "Will you come back?"

Zhuji nodded and nodded three times: "Come back, grow bamboo, come back."

The little fat man followed Zhuji's rhythm, nodded, and snapped his fingers: "That's easy!"

There is no secret between the two of them, and the little fat man will tell Zhu Ji his secrets, such as the beetle he hid.Zhuji will also tell Fatty the secret that Wannianzhu plays the flute very well.

It's no secret that playing the flute sounds good...

They stopped chatting here, after all, chatting with Zhuji was a difficult task, except Wannianzhu, no one could fully understand what Zhuji wanted to express.Now the little fat man really wants to take Zhuji to see his "results" over the past few days.

From the day when the bamboo grove was burned down, the little fat man would carry water up the mountain every day to water the new young bamboos and bamboo shoots.For more than a month, there has been no rain, and Hsinchu is likely to wither and die without watering for a day.

The little fat man went to the stream to fetch two buckets of water again, and went up the mountain naked, panting, and stopped for a while after walking three steps.Zhuji's physical strength is better than that of the little fat man. She climbed to the top of the mountain barefoot and picked up a small leaf, and even ran down to fan the sweaty little fat man.

After a while, the sound of the flute echoing in the valley stopped.

As soon as Wannianzhu stopped playing the flute, Zhuji forgot that she was going home.She has been following the little fat man. When the little fat man goes east, she goes east. When the little fat man digs, she learns to dig.

The little fat man dug out a small bamboo shoot from the soil, planted it in another place, and poured a spoonful of water on it.

When Zhuji was digging, she didn't see the bamboo shoots, so she didn't know what to do next.He tugged at the little fatty's sleeve: "Brother Fatty, Brother Fatty... Brother Fatty... What are you doing?"

"Look, doesn't the new bamboo grow better?" The little fat man poked at the top of the small bamboo shoot and said.

"nice!"

For more than a month, the little fat man has been insisting on loosening the soil to plant bamboo shoots and transplanting bamboo branches every day.He hopes that in the near future, there will be a green and dense bamboo forest here again.He wiped the sweat off his face and said, "At that time, this place will turn into a lush bamboo forest like before, so you can come back and live, okay?"

When the fat man raised his hand to wipe his sweat, Zhuji noticed the scars on his arm, densely packed with red stripes, and if he looked carefully, he also had whip wounds of varying degrees on his body.

The whip wound on his body was caused by his father.

"Injury, there is injury, Zhuji will help you." Zhuji pressed her hands on the little fat man's fat.

The healing breath was fragrant and fragrant, and the little fat man felt that he was in a gentle ocean.After being comfortable for a while, the warm feeling disappeared, and the little fat bullet jumped up, carelessly touching the wound.

Eh?Ehhhhh? ? ?It's gone, all the wounds are gone.

"Very good... What a magical sorcery!" The little fat man exclaimed in admiration.

"Thank you, Zhuji." He bowed deeply to Zhuji, and then touched his chin, "Well...speaking of it, if I know how to use spells, I will definitely beat that self-righteous Huang to the crap. "

The image of him beating Huang until his nose was bruised and his face swollen appeared in the little fat man's mind, and he couldn't help but let out a sinister smile.

"Don't fight, don't fight wasteland." Zhuji bumped headfirst, hammering the flesh on the little fat man's belly with her small fists, and the flesh swayed like layers of waves.

To the little fat man, a small pink fist of this level was just a tickle. He clenched his fist and said, "Don't worry, I'm just talking, I won't really hit him. He is the son of God, who dares to hit him. If you really have spells, first teach my father who is greedy for the new and hates the old."

Things were not going well recently, and the little fat man didn't want to think about his disappointing father.Father and mother broke completely because of a woman in the next village.The two of them quarreled every day. My mother cried and packed her bags and left home, and my father vented his anger on him.

It's not just a matter of a day or two for the little fat man to be beaten. What's really irritating is that his mother actually scolded him that he has no use other than being beaten! !

He doesn't think his life should be like this, and he wants to change it.

"Zhu Ji, do you want to... consider... consider running away from home with me?" The little fat man finally couldn't help but say this rebellious sentence.

"Well... Zhuji wants to be with Daddy." Zhuji still chose to be with Wannianzhu.

"Is that so? That's fine, at least you have a father who loves you. As for your fat brother... well... I have nothing left here." The little fat man turned around, deeply He took a deep breath and yelled several times towards the valley.

The echoes in the valley are connected one after another.

"Where is Fatty going?" Zhuji asked.

The little fat man pressed Zhuji's shoulders with both hands, full of determination: "In the city, I decided to go to the city! I can't be famous all over the world if I stay in this shitty place."

Zhuji poked her finger, raised her head and asked, "Famous all over the world?"

The little fat man spoke convincingly: "Yes, it doesn't matter if you are a businessman, a martial artist, or a cook, as long as you do well, you can be famous all over the world."

Zhuji was puzzled: "Why is it famous all over the world?"

"Well. There is always something to pursue in life. I want to enjoy the feeling of being respected. You will definitely admire me by then." The little fat man straightened his back and patted his chest.

"But Zhu Ji can only worship Daddy." Apart from Wannian Zhu, Zhu Ji also worships Huang.But Huang won't let her worship him, then she will be obedient and stop worshiping him.

"Then...then that...forget it." The little fat man was discouraged, but quickly cheered up again, "When I become famous, I will come back to the bamboo forest to find you. You must wait for me. I will wait for you when I arrive." I will bring you a lot of fun and delicious food.”

The little fat man stretched out a little finger, signaling for Zhuji to pull the hook with him.Zhuji didn't understand what he meant, so she just grasped his little finger with her small hand and said, "The fat man needs to come back soon."

It doesn't count if you don't have a hook!The little fat man was roaring inwardly.But that can't be helped, it's useless to explain it if Zhuji is deadheaded and doesn't understand.

The little fat man squatted down and dug out a bunch of small shells in the soil under his feet.

These small shells were all his victories when he was playing beetle fighting skills.He picked the smallest and exquisite one, picked up a small sharp stone, and simply carved the shape of a bamboo leaf on the shell.

Then, the little fat man picked the largest shell and carved the shape of a harpoon on it.He dragged a thin vine from nowhere, cut half of it with a stone, drilled a small hole in both shells, and then used the vine to string large and small shells into necklaces.

One is strung with shells in the shape of bamboo leaves, and the other is strung with shells in the shape of harpoons.

What he gave to Zhuji was the biggest shell, and he hung the shell necklace around her neck: "This is for your collection, you have one shell for me, if I change in the future, you will recognize me by this shell. "

Zhuji didn't say a word, she stared blankly at the shell necklace.

"Okay, I'm leaving now, and you should go home too." The little fat man turned around and descended the mountain with two buckets, and turned to look at Zhuji who was standing there, and waved to her: "Zhuji! Remember to go home, Don't stay in the wild!"

Come back home?

Wannianzhu no longer plays the flute, where can I find it?

Takehime lost her way.

The author has something to say: So, the ghost knows what the little fat man went through outside, making him a slut.

Then, when will the social famine grow up?Don't worry, let Zhuji torment him for a while.

PS: Bamboo Girl has just transformed into a human form. In terms of mind, it can be said that she is less than a year old. She is learning things quickly, but she basically has no ability to judge right from wrong. She just blindly worships Huang and Wannianzhu.