When I heard that I could read, my mute's eyes lit up again, even brighter than before.

"You agree, but literacy is not a matter of one day. Can you persist?"

The little mute nodded quickly. As long as he can remember, he was a little transparent person. He followed a group of children. Because he could not speak, it was very difficult to communicate.

In fact, even if he learns to write, I don’t have many people who recognize words these days, and the only person who can communicate is Guo Hao, but it’s better than no one talking.

"Okay, my name is Guo Hao, these two words." Guo Hao picked up a wooden stick and wrote two words on the land.

The little mute nodded, Guo Hao smiled and said, "I don't know what your name is yet. If you don't have a name, can I help you with one?"

The little mute nodded again, with a smile on his face. Guo Hao picked up the branch and was about to write it. He suddenly looked up and asked, "By the way, what's your surname?" Then he patted his forehead and said, "Sorry, I forgot that you can't speak. I'll say my last name, and you nodded when you hear it. How about it?"

The little mute pointed his head like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that Guo Hao would regret it, and no one had ever treated him so patiently. He was actually very lonely.

"Then listen well. If you have your surname, tell me, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang..."

...

"Happy Shifu, Pi Bian Qikang, Jia Lu Lou Wei, Jiang Tongyan Guo... Not yet!"

The Baijia surname was recited by half, but before he could get the surname of the little mute, the little mute shook his head, and Guo Hao could not understand it even if he gestured.

"Don't worry, I still have it. Listen carefully, Quan Xi Banyang, Qiu Zhongyigong..."

After carrying this in his back, the little mute suddenly gestured to let Guo Hao stop. Guo Hao understood what he meant, so he asked, "Do you say you have your surname? Let me speak slowly, and then you nod."

The little mute nodded quickly, and Guo Hao repeated: "Quan Xi Banyang, Qiu..."

Speaking of Qiu, the little mute jumped up happily. Guo Hao instantly understood that the little mute's surname was Qiu.

"So your surname is Qiu. Let me think about it. Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in Qiu. I said... This is not OK...

Jiang Han's autumn shadow is flying for the first time, and he is carrying a pot with the guest on the green light. This artistic conception seems to be right... The moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the bright dew is wet...

It’s hard to name the word Qiu. This season is a bit sad. Let me think about it carefully..."

Guo Hao quickly recalled that most of the poems related to autumn were in a desolate mood.

"Without it, Nanshan and Qiu color are both powerful and powerful. How about Qiunan? This name is grand and there is also a source!"

The little mute looked at Guo Hao in confusion. Guo Hao wrote these two words on the ground and said, "Qiu Nan, you will be called Qiu Nan from now on. What do you think?"

Looking at the two words on the ground, the little mute repeatedly pondered these words, feeling something was wrong, but he didn't understand it very well. He thought it was already good to have a name, so he nodded happily.

"Okay, your name is Qiunan from now on. My name is Guo Hao, Guo from the city, Haoran's righteous Hao. Let's recognize these words first, and you write them with me..."

The two were learning calligraphy by the river. Guo Hao had something to do and didn't feel bored. Time flew around noon and they were a little hungry.

"Qiunan, are you hungry, will you light the fire? How about we eat grilled fish?"

When the little guy heard the grilled fish, he was almost drooling, but he didn't light the fire, but turned around and ran out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Seeing Qiunan running away, Guo Hao vaguely guessed something. He looked at the Bian River in front of him. There was no pollution these days, and there must be fish in the river. He has good water quality and often dived in his previous life because this sport can relieve stress.

After taking off his clothes, Guo Hao plunged into the water with no effort. He caught a fish, threw it directly to the shore, and then dived down again.

After catching another fish, Guo Hao felt a little tired, so he swam ashore and found that Qiunan had returned and had picked up a lot of firewood.

"You guys are smart, but you can't roast the fish even if you have firewood. If you don't have fire, we can't eat raw ones!"

As soon as Guo Hao finished speaking, Qiu Nan suddenly took out an object. Guo Hao saw that it was a fire sickle and a fire stone. This little guy just went back to get this.

"Good guy, I've prepared everything for me. OK, you'll have a good time today."

Guo Hao put on his clothes, then cleaned the fish with a scythe, washed it clean and dried it with his clothes, and squatted down and lit the fire.

It is difficult for people who have never used fire scythes to light the fire. The important thing is that Qiunan did not use fire velvet, so Guo Hao could only use wood chips instead.

Fortunately, Guo Hao had some outdoor experience, so he took some trouble and lit it. He used wooden sticks to put the fish on and roasted it on the fire.

It was June and the weather was a little hot. The two of them squatted by the fire and sweated a lot after a while.

Because there is no oil, the surface is a bit dry. Guo Hao was afraid that there would be no baking and there would be parasites inside. He would just end up after eating it, so he gave up on the outside.

The fragrance came out, and Qiunan kept swallowing his saliva from the side, while his eyes were switching between grilled fish and Guo Hao. It seemed that he was very anxious.

After a while, Guo Hao felt that it was almost done, so he handed one of them to Qiunan. Just as he was about to pick up the other one, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Where did the kid come from? He dared to light a fire beside the forest? Isn't he afraid of burning the forest?"

Guo Hao looked back and saw that there was a beggar who was in his forties or fifties. He was fucked by his body, and his clothes were full of knots. He was covered in vain and his clothes were not covered.

Seeing that it was a beggar, Guo Hao ignored him and picked up the fish and was about to eat it. The beggar suddenly said, "Slowly, how dare you eat this fish?"

Guo Hao raised his eyebrows and thought the beggar was a little interesting, saying, "How come he dare not eat?"

The beggar said, "There are many corpses in this river. If the fish eat the corpse, if you eat the fish, wouldn't you eat the people?"

Click!

Qiu Nan was so scared that he threw away the fish in his hand. Guo Hao frowned, feeling a little disgusted, but not so scared.

"A few people have not drowned in a river. What is the difference between a human and a fish? It will decompose after death. Even if the fish do not eat it, it will be eaten by bacteria.

The bacteria are absorbed by the plants after eating them. We eat some people in the plants, animals eat some people in the meat, and we eat animals and eat people. What do you think this is good!"

Although Guo Hao knew that the beggar was telling the truth, he also saw that the beggar wanted to eat fish, and some things were tacit, so it would be boring to say them.

"You are so ridiculous. Why do we eat vegetables and meat and become human beings? We can't confuse them!"

"Huh?" From his tone, Guo Hao heard that the beggar seemed to have literary works. When he looked at Qiu Nan's face, he was obviously scared.

"Qiuan, since you don't eat this fish, then go home and have a meal. If you have the chance, we will find a clean place and I'm catching fish for you."

Qiu Nan nodded quickly when he heard the sound, got up and ran towards the city. The beggar sat down, reached out to pick up the fish on the ground, and took a bite.

"You said eating fish is eating people, why do you dare to eat it?" Guo Hao asked.

"I have eaten even people, let alone this fish!" replied the beggar.

Guo Hao was shocked when he heard this. He looked at the beggar carefully and saw that his face was covered with mud stains and his body was filled with an unpleasant smell, and he suddenly lost his appetite.

"It's so hot and it's so close to the river. Why don't you wash it?"

"Wash? Once you wash it, you will not be a beggar!"

"Why aren't it beggars? Isn't the Beggars' Sect divided the clean clothes and the dirty clothes?"

"Beggars' Sect? Clean clothes, dirty clothes? You guy is a little interesting. Where did you hear these from?"

"Uh, it's all stories, told by the old man at home..."

"Story? Nonsense, I traveled all over the world, and I have seen countless people in my life. I have never heard you say this."

...

"Okay, this is all I thought of, you can think of me talking nonsense."

After eating a fish, the beggar looked up at the fish in Guo Hao's hand. Guo Hao simply handed it to him. The beggar was not polite and took it to eat it.

After the two fish were eaten, the beggar burped and said, "You boy have read."

Guo Hao lowered his head and fiddled with Cance and said, "I have seen some, but I don't know much."

"It's good to read. There are not many people willing to read in this world."

The beggar suddenly felt a little moved. Guo Hao looked up in surprise and saw that his sloppy appearance was very bright.

"But the priests do not like scholars today, and it is not easy for scholars to survive in troubled times."

"Yes, it's not easy to survive, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen to this point. I'll remember your words, thank you for your fish."

After saying that, the beggar got up and returned to the city. Guo Hao looked at Lan Shan’s back and felt a little touched.

"Damn it, there are mud legs around. A beggar is a scholar. The emperor doesn't like scholars. Governing the country depends entirely on force. What kind of world is this!"
Chapter completed!