Chapter 184 Lost

  Man Bao proudly stood up his chest and said, "I caught it!"

  Man Bao explained in detail how she found the bamboo rat and how to bake the bamboo rat with fire.

  Friday Lang realized that she had started the half-burning fire in Congzhu. He was so frightened that he hurriedly searched her body, "Why do you bring flint and flint?"

  Man Bao stayed for a while without speaking.

  Friday Lang searched a bit and found that there was no, he was relieved, "Lost?"

  Man Bao can only nod his head.

  Friday Lang said seriously: "You are not allowed to play with fire anymore. What if you accidentally burn a fire in the mountains?"

  Man Bao said unconvincedly: "Aren't you also starting a fire?"

   "Can you be like us? We are all grown up, how old are you." Wu Lang said solemnly: "In short, you are not allowed to play with fire in the future, especially in the mountains."

  Wu Lang is strict, Man Bao can only respond unwillingly, looking at their path and asking, "Why hasn't the fourth brother arrived yet?"

  Frirou also looked at the road, and sat paralyzed, "Wait a minute, he should have found the letter we left by now."

  The three of them sat and talked while waiting for someone. Saturday Lang stretched out his hand and put the two bamboo rats together. The one they grabbed was also quite large, but it was still a little worse than Man Bao's.

  Both bamboo rats are chubby. Sat Lang pinched their necks and estimated: "This one has at least five catties, and this one has at least six catties, which is more than chicken meat."

  Man Bao dragged the bamboo rat all the way. At this time, he was not afraid of it. He heard the words and asked, "Is the bamboo rat delicious?"

  "It's delicious, better than chicken and lamb."

  Man Bao swallowed, a little suspicious, "Really?"

   "Of course it is true, you have eaten it too, but you probably forgot."

  Tue Lang’s mouth is mostly bamboo. There are many bamboos in it, and there are also many bamboo rats. Every autumn and winter, Wednesday Lang will take them to catch bamboo rats.

  I can always catch a few a year, but because the three sisters-in-law in the family are afraid of this thing, they all killed and carried them home by the river. Man Bao has never seen one alive, but he must have eaten it.

Man Bao's memory has always been good. She really remembered what Wulang said when she said that, so she looked at the bamboo rat's eyes brighter and brighter. She looked at the sky, and a little could not sit still, "Let’s go home, kill the bamboo rat. It takes time, anyway, the fourth brother is an adult, he must know the way home."

As soon as Zhou Lang thought about it, he got up with his aching legs, and whispered Man Bao: "Man Bao, you must not tell your family what you lost today, and don't talk about the fire, you know? "

  Man Bao understood, and nodded fiercely: "I know, if we let my parents know, we will definitely be beaten."

   Friday Lang and Saturday Lang nodded, yes, they don’t know if Man Bao will be beaten, but the three of them will not escape.

   are all here, they don’t have time to go back, Man Bao stopped letting Wu Zhoulang carry on his back, and walked forward on his own short legs.

  Friday Lang and Saturday Lang each pinched a bamboo mouse.

  The three brothers and sisters passed through the village, and the villagers who saw them were all taken aback.

  It is winter. Everyone is idle all day long. When the sun shines, they go out to bask in the sun, so there are many people sitting on the roadside in the village.

   Seeing the bamboo rats in the hands of Wuri Lang and Zhou Lang, the eyes of the villagers are almost green.

  This is meat, it’s still a big piece of meat like Liangtuo.

   "Goro, where did you catch this bamboo rat?"

  Friday Lang squeezed the bamboo rat tightly and said, "I caught it on the mountain of my fourth brother."

   "It's so far, is there any more?"

  Friday Lang thought for a while and said, "There should be more, but my fourth brother has only a few bushes of bamboo on the mountain, not as many as the mountain at the entrance of the village."

   "Uncle Jin's family has had a good luck this year. Three children can get two such fat bamboo rats when they go out."

   "Yeah, Man Bao, there is meat to eat again."

  The three brothers and sisters walked home amidst the envy of everyone.

  Little Qian gets hairy when she sees bamboo rats. Although she also likes to eat, she never likes to kill. So she turned her head aside and shouted directly at Zhou Dalang in the room, "Big head, dad, come out!"

  It is rare for Zhou Dalang to sleep in at home, and he heard the voice go out in a daze, "What's the matter?"

  Xiao Qian pointed at the bamboo rat in the hands of Wu Zhoulang and the others, "Take it out soon."

  Zhou Dalang saw these two chubby bamboo rats, he immediately lifted his spirits and stepped forward happily, "Where did they come from?"

  "Four brothers caught it on the mountain."

  Zhou Dalang took the bamboo mouse and called Wednesday Lang to come out together, happily: "Let’s go to the river to kill, right, where’s the fourth child?"

  Wu Lang's eyes floated to him, and he said with a guilty conscience: "I fell behind, and I should be back in a while."

  Zhou Dalang and others didn’t care either. On Thursday, Lang has grown up, so he won’t lose it.

  He didn't ask Wushu Lang and the others to intervene, and took the bamboo rat to the river with the youngest third to kill.

  As a result, they waited until they came back with a clean bamboo rat, and Chu Lang did not come back either.

  The little Qian had already steamed the rice. She glanced at the sky, frowned and said, “It’s almost time for supper, why hasn’t the fourth child come back?”

  Friday Lang was also a little anxious, and quietly said to Langman on Saturday: "Fourth brother will not miss the letter I left, right?"

  Man Bao was also anxious, and also whispered: "Should we go back and look for it?"

  Friday Lang thought for a while and said: "Don't go, I will go with the sixth brother."

  Thursuro knew nothing about this. He had always had the half-burned fire in his mind. He firmly believed that someone must have been there.

   Looking all the way along the avenue, Chu Lang, who ran to Baimaguan Town, still did not find Man Bao. He knelt directly on the ground, tears streaming down, and the fear in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

  He wiped a tear, hesitated, and rushed into the town to find out. If the man who made the fire really took Man Bao away and walked along the road, he would either return to his village or come to Baimaguan Town.

  There are many people in their village now, and the villagers will definitely find it if you walk with Manbao, but it’s different when you come to Baimaguan Town.

  He had to ask if anyone was passing by the town with Man Bao.

  When Chu Lang came out of the town, the sun was about to set on the top of the mountain. His legs trembled, but he dared not stop, and ran back down the road.

  He planned to go back to the mountain and call Shangwu to go home together, and ask the people in the village to come out and look for it.

  Looking at the sun about to set, Chu Lang almost ran away desperately. The sun should never go down. What can I do if it’s dark?

  Thursday Lang rushed back under the big tree, first yelled "Old Fifth" twice at the mountain, then turned around without hearing the echo, and then saw the stone under the tree.

He hurried up to look at it. There was a big leaf pressed by the stone, there was a lot of mud on it, and there were some paw prints on it. He looked carefully and found that the words in front were a little fuzzy, but the words "go home" in the back. But it's obvious.

  Thursday Lang had no energy to think deeper, so he put Ye Zi in his arms and turned and ran towards home.

  (End of this chapter)