While letting her son eat, Qing'er secretly discussed with Hongshi and wanted to take a detour to coax her son. Hongshi was dissatisfied with this and blamed Qing'er for being too pampered.
Qing'er could understand Hongshi's complaints. After all, this was a mountain road. Even a small detour would cost him two or three more days of climbing. So he whispered to Hongshi, "He's so young. He can't tell the direction. Let's go down the mountain and do whatever we want."
If someone walks ten or twenty miles and then comes back in a roundabout way, he will be foolish enough to believe it."
Hongshi had no choice but to agree. Although he still disagreed with Qing'er doting on his children, Zhui'er was very sensible along the way. If it was just a detour of dozens of miles, he, a father, shouldn't complain too much, so he went down the mountain.
Then he walked in the direction chosen by his son.
After walking for more than ten miles, he began to turn in the original direction. As expected, Zhui'er didn't notice it. But three days later, when they climbed to the top of another mountain, Zhui'er looked in front and then behind, curling his lips.
He said to Qing'er, "Mom, you don't keep your words, you lied to me..."
Qing'er was a little stupid, secretly cursing how this child could see so clearly. Although the two mountains were not far apart, it was not that easy to distinguish where she was. Even she had to identify carefully before she could see clearly.
The kid actually recognized it after turning his head twice.
"No, we just walked in the direction you told us. The mountains here are all the same. You saw it wrong. Look, it was the same mountain we stood on last time." Qing'er tried to get away with it, pointing to a distant place.
Said on the top of the mountain.
"No! I know!" Zhui'er said with certainty, with dissatisfaction and grievance in his eyes.
"Then which mountain do you think we came from?" Qing'er refused to give up easily and looked at her son with an innocent face.
"That one!" Zhui'er stretched out his little hand and pointed firmly at the mountain they climbed over.
Hongshi came over and wanted to help Qing'er coax his son. Before he could speak, Qing'er stared and said, "Did you take the wrong route?"
Hongshi was startled for a moment, and when he saw Qing'er secretly winking at him, he had to look around and pretend to recognize the direction. Qing'er also pretended to look around, and then pretended to be angry and said to Hongshi, "My son is right."
, how did you lead the way!"
"I...I kept walking in the direction you told me. This mountain is so chaotic. Who would have thought that I would come back while walking." Hong Shi took the blame without saying anything.
"Why are you so stupid!" After scolding her husband, Qing'er put on a smile and said to her son, "It's all your father's stupidity. You won't go wrong next time. We will go wherever you tell us to go next."
.”
Zhui'er lowered his head and said nothing, putting his two little hands together and playing with his fingers.
Qing'er waved her hand to Hongshi and drove him away, and then asked her son softly, "What is it that makes you feel like you don't like to go forward? Is it because you feel there is any danger?"
Zhui'er raised his head and glanced ahead, muttering, "I just don't like it. I can't tell why."
Qing'er was worried. If her son's memory was so good, then she really didn't know how big of a circle they would have to go around to deceive him. If they went too far, they would probably get lost. The path map only showed a narrow strip of mountains and rivers.
Due to the terrain, it's hard to avoid getting lost if you keep following this path. It's hard to say whether you can find it back if you go outside the range.
Seeing his mother frowning and saying nothing, Zhui'er said aggrievedly, "Then go ahead, you
Don't worry."
Qing'er looked at her son distressedly and said, "Good boy, there's nothing I can do about it. If you don't sense any danger, then let's keep going. Zhui'er is the most sensible person. When we get to the town, Mom will buy you a car."
Pile of delicious food.”
Zhui'er nodded silently and played with his fingers again.
For the next few months, Zhui'er's brows never widened, and she always looked at the surrounding scenery with an uneasy and irritable expression. Qing'er could see that her son was trying his best to restrain himself. Although she felt distressed, she had no choice.
I just hope that I can get out of this desolate land as soon as possible. Maybe my son will get better when he gets to a populated place.
This road was the road that Huang Ying took to send Ming Lang back to his hometown when he was searching for money. He walked back and forth twice. Although the memories of his previous life had disappeared, some afterimages could still make him have some inexplicable feelings.
He felt that if he went to the Xuanfang Sect again in this life, his death would undoubtedly be in vain, so the idea of ​​staying away from the Xuanfang Sect no matter what was deeply rooted, although he did not know that his parents were going to take him to the Iron Sword.
The gate was the place where the Xuan Fang Sect set up a place in the mortal world to recruit disciples, but the mountains gave him a vague feeling of something bad. This was why he felt an inexplicable dislike. Of course he couldn't explain the reason.
People often have very strong intuitions at certain moments, and those intuitions are often extremely correct, and maybe some are similar to this.
On this day, I came to a big river. Although this river was not as wide as the Tai River near their village, I could only see the other side in the distance. The river was not flowing fast, but because there was no trace of people, it seemed too much.
A somewhat mysterious and disturbing feeling.
Although the three of them are proficient in water, it is not difficult to swim across it, but the clothes, bedding and other items in the luggage must not be soaked in water. They have encountered such a big river before, and they all cut down trees and paddled across it.
After putting down their luggage and resting for a while, Hongshi and Qing'er began to use axes and steel knives to chop down trees and vines. In a place like this, these two things are everywhere, and even the riverbanks are covered with vegetation.
You have to cut your way through the thorns to get into the water.
Zhuo'er is now six years old and can help her mother pull the canes. Little Futon'er has also grown up a bit and is the busiest, running around tirelessly behind Zhuo'er.
The three of them were proficient in water skills, so there was no need to make the raft too big, as long as they could survive across the river, so they were finished when it got dark, and two simple oars were also made.
Because they had seen a large orchard full of red fruits on the other side, Hongshi suggested crossing the river immediately. After working for a long time, they were all hungry. The temptation of fresh fruits was indeed too great. Although they had been walking in the wild mountains and forests, they might encounter
There were not many delicious fruits. This proposal was approved by Qing'er. It was too common for them to sail at night.
Zhui'er still kept the same look, with a frown and a tough expression.
Qing'er and Hongshi used the light of torches to carry their luggage onto the raft, and after pushing the raft into the water, Qing'er called to her son, "Pull across and there will be sweet fruits to eat. Come on, Zhui'er."
Zhui'er looked hesitantly across the dark river and called out pitifully, "Mom..."
"What's wrong?" Qing'er knew clearly that her son still didn't want to move forward, but she had no choice but to ask knowingly.
"Can we bring our sister back?" Zhui'er looked at her mother eagerly and asked. While letting her son eat, Qing'er secretly discussed with Hongshi and wanted to take a detour to coax her son. Hongshi said:
She was a little dissatisfied and blamed Qing'er for being too spoiled.
Qing'er could understand Hongshi's complaints. After all, this was a mountain road. Even a small detour would cost him two or three more days of climbing. So he whispered to Hongshi, "He's so young. He can't tell the direction. Let's go down the mountain and do whatever we want."
If someone walks ten or twenty miles and then comes back in a roundabout way, he will be foolish enough to believe it."
Hongshi had no choice but to agree. Although he still disagreed with Qing'er doting on his children, Zhui'er was very sensible along the way. If it was just a detour of dozens of miles, he, a father, shouldn't complain too much, so he went down the mountain.
Then he walked in the direction chosen by his son.
After walking for more than ten miles, he began to turn in the original direction. As expected, Zhui'er didn't notice it. But three days later, when they climbed to the top of another mountain, Zhui'er looked in front and then behind, curling his lips.
He said to Qing'er, "Mom, you don't keep your words, you lied to me..."
Qing'er was a little stupid, secretly cursing how this child could see so clearly. Although the two mountains were not far apart, it was not that easy to distinguish where she was. Even she had to identify carefully before she could see clearly.
The kid actually recognized it after turning his head twice.
"No, we just walked in the direction you told us. The mountains here are all the same. You saw it wrong. Look, it was the same mountain we stood on last time." Qing'er tried to get away with it, pointing to a distant place.
Said on the top of the mountain.
"No! I know!" Zhui'er said with certainty, with dissatisfaction and grievance in his eyes.
"Then which mountain do you think we came from?" Qing'er refused to give up easily and looked at her son with an innocent face.
"That one!" Zhui'er stretched out his little hand and pointed firmly at the mountain they climbed over.
Hongshi came over and wanted to help Qing'er coax his son. Before he could speak, Qing'er stared and said, "Did you take the wrong route?"
Hongshi was startled for a moment, and when he saw Qing'er secretly winking at him, he had to look around and pretend to recognize the direction. Qing'er also pretended to look around, and then pretended to be angry and said to Hongshi, "My son is right."
, how did you lead the way!"
"I...I kept walking in the direction you told me. This mountain is so chaotic. Who would have thought that I would come back while walking." Hong Shi took the blame without saying anything.
"Why are you so stupid!" After scolding her husband, Qing'er put on a smile and said to her son, "It's all your father's stupidity. You won't go wrong next time. We will go wherever you tell us to go next."
.”
Zhui'er lowered his head and said nothing, putting his two little hands together and playing with his fingers.
Qing'er waved her hand to Hongshi and drove him away, and then asked her son softly, "What is it that makes you feel like you don't like to go forward? Is it because you feel there is any danger?"
Zhui'er raised his head and glanced ahead, muttering, "I just don't like it. I can't tell why."
Qing'er was worried. If her son's memory was so good, then she really didn't know how big of a circle they would have to go around to deceive him. If they went too far, they would probably get lost. The path map only showed a narrow strip of mountains and rivers.
Due to the terrain, it's hard to avoid getting lost if you keep following this path. It's hard to say whether you can find it back if you go outside the range.
Seeing his mother frowning and saying nothing, Zhui'er said aggrievedly, "Then go ahead, you
Don't worry."
Qing'er looked at her son distressedly and said, "Good boy, there's nothing I can do about it. If you don't sense any danger, then let's keep going. Zhui'er is the most sensible person. When we get to the town, Mom will buy you a car."
Pile of delicious food.”
Zhui'er nodded silently and played with his fingers again.
For the next few months, Zhui'er's brows never widened, and she always looked at the surrounding scenery with an uneasy and irritable expression. Qing'er could see that her son was trying his best to restrain himself. Although she felt distressed, she had no choice.
I just hope that I can get out of this desolate land as soon as possible. Maybe my son will get better when he gets to a populated place.
This road was the road that Huang Ying took to send Ming Lang back to his hometown when he was searching for money. He walked back and forth twice. Although the memories of his previous life had disappeared, some afterimages could still make him have some inexplicable feelings.
He felt that if he went to the Xuanfang Sect again in this life, his death would undoubtedly be in vain, so the idea of ​​staying away from the Xuanfang Sect no matter what was deeply rooted, although he did not know that his parents were going to take him to the Iron Sword.
The gate was the place where the Xuan Fang Sect set up a place in the mortal world to recruit disciples, but the mountains gave him a vague feeling of something bad. This was why he felt an inexplicable dislike. Of course he couldn't explain the reason.
People often have very strong intuitions at certain moments, and those intuitions are often extremely correct, and maybe some are similar to this.
On this day, I came to a big river. Although this river was not as wide as the Tai River near their village, I could only see the other side in the distance. The river was not flowing fast, but because there was no trace of people, it seemed too much.
A somewhat mysterious and disturbing feeling.
Although the three of them are proficient in water, it is not difficult to swim across it, but the clothes, bedding and other items in the luggage must not be soaked in water. They have encountered such a big river before, and they all cut down trees and paddled across it.
After putting down their luggage and resting for a while, Hongshi and Qing'er began to use axes and steel knives to chop down trees and vines. In a place like this, these two things are everywhere, and even the riverbanks are covered with vegetation.
You have to cut your way through the thorns to get into the water.
Zhuo'er is now six years old and can help her mother pull the canes. Little Futon'er has also grown up a bit and is the busiest, running around tirelessly behind Zhuo'er.
The three of them were proficient in water skills, so there was no need to make the raft too big, as long as they could survive across the river, so they were finished when it got dark, and two simple oars were also made.
Because they had seen a large orchard full of red fruits on the other side, Hongshi suggested crossing the river immediately. After working for a long time, they were all hungry. The temptation of fresh fruits was indeed too great. Although they had been walking in the wild mountains and forests, they might encounter
There were not many delicious fruits. This proposal was approved by Qing'er. It was too common for them to sail at night.
Zhui'er still kept the same look, with a frown and a tough expression.
Qing'er and Hongshi used the light of torches to carry their luggage onto the raft, and after pushing the raft into the water, Qing'er called to her son, "Pull across and there will be sweet fruits to eat. Come on, Zhui'er."
Zhui'er looked hesitantly across the dark river and called out pitifully, "Mom..."
"What's wrong?" Qing'er knew clearly that her son still didn't want to move forward, but she had no choice but to ask knowingly.
Chapter completed!