flstandardbreds Chapter 142
Chapter 142
That night, those people talked a lot around the fire.
Most of them are about my past, which sound interesting but useless.
The children listened with great interest, but Cao Ping looked unbearable, and fell into a deep sleep with his head covered. The things he listened to seemed sweeter than ever, as if these interesting things were no different from chanting scriptures to him.
Suddenly, everyone stopped talking. In the inexplicable silence, Cao Ping rubbed his eyes and sat up and asked, "Hey, why are you guys not talking? Are you missing home?"
Silent people: ...
"Oh, what are you thinking about? It's gone long ago."
The speaker was a young man. He waved his hand casually and said, "It's pretty good now."
More than one person said so.
They were the ones who just said how happy they were in the past, and they are the ones who think things are pretty good now.
It seems like they can get by no matter what, and they don't really care how they live or die.
How can there be such a thing?
Not to mention the children, even Cao Ping didn't understand, so he had to ask around.
There was nothing to hide, and everyone spoke frankly.
Most of the people in this cave have lost their families. Many of them died before being brought here, either due to natural disasters, man-made disasters, or diseases. In short, they were killed. They passed by here while fleeing and were captured.
I was quite scared at the beginning, but after staying there for a long time, it became just like that. It doesn’t matter where I die, right?
At least I can have a good meal here.
Some people were captured with their family members, but unfortunately they were not together.
When asked if they missed them, they would just say, "What a waste of time! They'd probably be dead by now."
Let them die. They have to live as they should. When they take their last breath, that’s the end. Isn’t it the same outside?
What's worse, his family is still outside, but he has been arrested for many years and no longer wants to go back.
He felt that his family had probably already thought he was dead, and going back would only cause them trouble, so it would be better to leave it as it is.
Everyone leaves everything to fate and everyone is content with what they have.
No matter how Cao Ping planned, there was nothing he could do.
The child couldn't help but be moved by what they said: "It seems that there is nothing bad here."
Cao Ping: "Yeah, eating and sleeping every day, living a life that wouldn't even eat pig blood, what's wrong with that?"
Child:……
So why would Pig Blood work on the Spirit Cave Plank Road to earn Spirit Stones? He could be living a happier life!
I really can't figure it out!
The child held his face in his hands and sat there until the fire burned out before lying down.
She stroked the wooden sign in her hand. After changing a few mousetraps, the number on it became - 'Five'.
The child had a dreamless night and when he opened his eyes he heard knocking on the trough. He got up on his own, picked up his bowl and scooped up some rice to eat.
Including that night, it was only the third day.
She got used to competing with a group of people for the front position to scoop up the clean rice to eat.
This is really... so terrible.
He pushed one person away and forced his way into the child in front, who seemed to despise himself.
The person who had to go to the back, holding a mousetrap in his pocket, dared not speak out in anger.
After dinner, take a short nap and then you can go out for some fresh air.
The weather is also very good today, and the good children are drying grass on the roof of the stall.
The monster stall owner didn't react at all.
So she took advantage of the situation and took a bunch of hay, went into the counter, and started working in the shade.
She planned to weave a straw mat for herself.
The stall owner said good-naturedly, "I have some here."
Child: “It’s not for you.”
The stall owner's brows knitted together: "I. Yes. I. Can. Give. You.!"
The child remembered the number on the wooden sign: "Forget it, an honest person will not eat food given out of pity, and there must be a way to eat."
"What's the meaning?"
"That is, if the amount on this wooden sign remains the same, you can give me everything. Otherwise, I don't want it."
He tilted his head for a long time, and only after the child left carrying a fresh, half-dry, half-wet rolled-up straw mat did he slowly take out a pen and paper and write: "It's great to be shameless!"
At night, Cao Ping rudely occupied half of the straw mat, and the child wanted to kick him aside.
He suddenly sighed: "I don't think I was like this before."
Child:……
It’s okay, I can make another one!
On the fourth day here, the child carried his newer, prettier and larger straw mat into the cave... Cao Ping handed the old one to a thin little man.
Just lying on the ground peacefully.
Child: "I can give you half."
Cao Ping said excitedly, "Really?"
Child: ...How can this be true?
She silently moved aside, and Cao Ping lay down without hesitation, still complaining that the bed was too small: "There's no room for your feet."
Child: I am a good person, I am a good person, I am a very good person, I am a...
"You can chop your feet off."
I am a cruel and kind person, the child thought.
Cao Ping finally shut up.
On the fifth day, the children continued to weave straw mats. Cao Ping finally did something useful. He weaved two straw pillows.
Their necks will turn green from sleeping, but their necks are already very dirty, so it doesn’t matter if they are a little green. As long as there is enough hay, you can braid two without fading.
For some reason, the people in the cave tossed and turned.
On the sixth day, someone started weaving straw mats and kindly reminded them that they should take their mats out to dry in the sun, as the cave was very humid and would get moldy over time.
Some people scoffed: "Why bother with that? You'll die sooner or later."
The man walked away muttering.
makes sense.
After hearing what he said, many people put down the grass in their hands.
The child ignored her while drying her straw mat.
Cao Ping asked for two things from the stall, a wooden barrel and a rope.
He ran to the middle level plank road, threw the hole into the river to fetch water, rinsed himself clean, washed his clothes, and walked around wearing only a pair of pants. When the clothes were dry, he washed his pants too.
When he was out for some exercise at night, he lent his bucket to the child.
The child thought for a moment before taking off her clothes, and found two people with straw mats to help cover her. After she finished washing, she lent them the bucket. If Cao Ping was not happy, she could ask for another bucket.
Cao Ping agreed generously.
The wooden barrel was passed around until everyone was clean.
After taking a cold shower, people want to take a hot shower, so they need a clay pot. The child asked for a clay pot, and the wooden sign turned into "Lu".
Now that everyone was clean, they wanted to have some sense of shame, so they made screens out of vines and branches, but that was a bit difficult, as there were no sickles or axes, so everyone had to grind the stones.
The two women who had complained about having fire but no wine were happy to do this.
One of them was called Li Sanmei and the other was called Wu Yueniang. At first, only the child, Cao Ping and them were doing it, but later more and more people came.
The screen was soon completed.
Not very pretty, but they were happy.
The child who had a new straw mat to himself was also very happy.
My clothes are smelly again, which is a bit annoying.
She wondered whether she should get a set of clothes. The woman in the cave above her was wearing a grass skirt and leaves.
They walked around as if it was their duty, and if anyone stared at them, or tried to touch them or say something obscene, they would hit them with sticks or stones.
Li Sanmei said that they had already made a fire and found clay to make pots, but that place was occupied by another cave with a strange person, and they couldn't defeat him, so they had to give up.