MTL - Human Shackles-Chapter 27 Small fishing village

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   After a long time, Luo Kai was awakened by the tingling from all over his body again. He knew that he was alive because he felt pain now.

   The old fisherman went to the mountains every day to find herbs, crushed them into mud, covered Luo Kai's whole body, and wrapped him tightly with bandages. His kind eyes reminded him of his father.

In the days that followed, the pain stayed with him all day long. His injuries were too serious. No part of his body was intact. A hole was blown into his buttocks by shrapnel. The bones were directly exposed. All wounds were soaked in seawater. It was swollen and became home to some insects.

This is a poor small fishing village with only a dozen households. They depend on growing crops for their livelihoods. The seaside is mostly saline soil. The harvest can be imagined. It's not that they don't want to fish, but that the offshore fishes are increasing over the years. Less, it's hard to get a good harvest.

The old fisherman was not good at words, he didn't even have a name. Others called him lame. His life was obviously very difficult. In order to fill up his belly, Luo Kai couldn't help but feel guilty. He could only wait for hurt. Repay him well again.

Luo Kai finally had his first full meal after he came to this world for more than a year. His stomach is like a bottomless pit. The rice tank usually allows the old fisherman to eat a week’s ration and he eats it clean at a time. , And it was still eaten raw. He didn't expect that he could eat it so much. The raw rice was broken down and cleaned shortly after it was eaten in his stomach, and he didn't even have a stomach bulge.

   With enough food, the body's recovery speed has increased several times, and it takes about half a month to get out of bed and walk around.

   On this day, Luo Kai clenched his fists and felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, so he went to the field with a cane to watch the old fisherman dig a trench.

The old fisherman’s house is on a small hillside. It is a dilapidated small courtyard built of gravel. In front of it is a rice field. The soil is too salt-alkaline. The rice is all wilted. The backyard is planted with several acres of coffee trees and tobacco. At this time, it is not the harvest season, and the coffee beans are still very green.

People take food as their heaven. Obviously, this rice field has cost the old fisherman's hard work. This is a sandy land with a lot of rubble. You need to pick up the rubble first, and then carry the fertile black soil on your back before you can grow food. He likes the water, and he has to dig two or three li ditches to bring in river water for irrigation.

   Seeing Luo Kai's arrival, the old fisherman grinned at him, patted the ridge in front of him and motioned him to sit down, smoking a dry cigarette to tell his story.

The old fisherman had no children and had serious rheumatism. Because he had not received effective treatment, he had a lame problem. He had only one younger brother. When the family was separated because his younger brother had a couple of wives and children, the old fisherman took the house with him. I gave all the land to my brother. I found a barren hill and built a house. The land before and after the yard was reclaimed into fertile land. When he said this, he stood up and pointed to the field under his feet, the old face covered with wrinkles. Full of pride.

   In this way, Luo Kai temporarily stayed at the old fisherman’s house. He recovered quickly. He soon helped the old fisherman go down to work. He didn't understand anything at first, but he learned fast and soon became a veteran of crops.

As time passed, Luo Kai's injury finally recovered completely. His vigorous energy had nowhere to vent. He simply helped the old fisherman open up the wasteland around him. This task was not easy. First, he had to pick up all the big stones with a basket. Then bring fertile black soil from the woods three kilometers away, so that the land can have nutrients.

Luo Kai only sleeps for two or three hours a day, with the scorching sun during the day, and the moonlight at night, traveling between the woods and the small courtyard. Two months later, the wasteland around the small courtyard was covered with black soil, and the old fisherman planted them all over it. The fruit tree.

Most of the young people in the fishing village work outside, some in factories in the city, and some in large farms. Those who are left are old and weak women and children. The fishermen know that the lame’s house takes in a strong labor force. I ran to ask Luo Kai to help. The fishermen were very simple, and they inevitably fed some dried fish and bacon after finishing their work.

When two people are together, the old fisherman always likes to pass on his knowledge about how to roast tobacco, the medicinal properties of herbs, the skills of spear fishing, how to hand-grind aromatic coffee, and brew Fruit wine and so on.

The household registration system in this world is very complete. People like Luo Kai who don’t even know where he comes from naturally attracted attention. , The village head was finally willing to help Luo Kai settle his household registration.

In fact, the fishermen have already guessed the origin of Luo Kai. The scar of 9527 on Luo Kai’s chest exposes his origin. There are only two kinds of people in this world that have such a mark, one is a slave, the other is a prisoner. The first one is okay, because the laws of Malaysia and Malaysia have long forbidden the sale of slaves, but it is very difficult to implement it.

Industry in this world is not very popular, so population is an extremely important resource. Generally, people who raise slaves are large farmers~www.novelbuddy.com~ This kind of people control the food trade of the whole country, so it is clear. Although the slave trade was banned, it was still rampant secretly.

   The fishermen all think that Luo Kai is a slave who escaped from the big farm. The slave is extremely low in this world and very pitiful.

Soon Luo Kai’s identity was obtained. The identity certificate was an iron plate, which indicated Luo Kai’s age and household registration. Luo Kai himself did not know how old he was, so he compiled a 18-year-old, and the household registration followed. The old fisherman belongs to the adopted son of the old fisherman in kinship.

With Luokai's super labor force, the old fisherman has been completely idle, and goes to the beach every day to fish. He has extremely high fishing skills and will have a harvest every time. Of course, most of these gains have entered Luokai's stomach. Since his injury After he recovered, his appetite grew stronger and stronger. If he hadn't worked, he would have worked harder. The old fisherman was afraid that he would not be able to feed him.

Gradually, Luo Kai's stick-like body became stronger. One year later, his height jumped up a few centimeters, about 1.9 meters, his immature face became firm, his developed muscles were angular, The scars spread all over the whole body, revealing a sturdy breath, from the outside, it seems that he has become a character in a comic.

   This body has too much energy. It may also be that he has slept for too long in the past year, and now that he is free, he no longer wants to go to sleep.

   He only sleeps for two or three hours a day. If he wakes up with nothing to do, he will become very anxious, and ordinary farm work has become increasingly difficult to satisfy his excess energy.

Later, he simply began to practice the most basic "skinning" in physical art. He only wore a pair of pants. He was shirtless regardless of the cold and heat. His skin became dark and shiny when exposed to the sun for a long time, and it was explosive at first glance. the power of.