Text_Chapter 1117 The voices of the victims of the beach disaster
Those bikini men and women, unable to kneel for a long time, Ma Xiaoyue and Chen Xun'er and the two sisters discussed for a while, and still found that these people were still kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, so they said loudly: "You all get up, if you continue to kneel on the ground like this, I won't help you!"
Those bikini men and women, hulala all stood up at once, those plump women with dark complexions, the waves rolled for a while, and Ma Xiaodian couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.
"My name is Shawo Matsushita, and I am the leader of our beach tribe!" the man clasped his hands into fists and said politely, "Since Mr. Ma Xiaoyue is willing to help us, please come with us first!"
"En?" Ma Xiaoyue was stunned again, he was really relied upon, didn't he just bring some words? Isn't it just to do errands? Why don't you take a trip? Invite Engong Ma Xiaoyue thought wildly in his heart, nodded, and said, "Where are you going?"
Matsushita Yifu was full of joy, said hello to everyone, and left the beach with Ma Xiaoyue and others, and walked towards the jungle next to the beach.
This is a coconut tree, perennial wind and sand and sea erosion, the lower half of these coconut trees is bare, the crown is a tenacious green, next to this yellow sandy beach, it looks very dazzling. Entering the coconut tree jungle and stepping on the soft sand, Ma Xiaoyue kept looking around, it was really amazing, except for the coconut tree, there were no other plants.
This coconut grove, with the gradual rise of the terrain, began to show some changes, the sand is no longer sandy, gradually there are some sparse grass, and then go forward, the grass begins to turn green, there are some small flowers, and the coconut forest is not just a coconut forest, but some shrubs that cannot be named.
The key is this sparse bush!
Ma Xiaoyue was surprised to find that these bushes had lush branches and many branches, but on the branches of each slightly larger shrub, there were some branches tied horizontally, like a small house, and from the small house on the branch, there would always be a small ladder going down vertically where the door was opened!
"What a beautiful place, such a relaxing place!" Ma Xiaojian died, are these the homes of these beach bikinis? Or was this originally a tourist resort, and people from the inland came here to relax? But Ma Xiaoyue immediately denied his idea, because in those small houses on the branches, from time to time there would be one or two small heads poking out, and sometimes the vicissitudes of a woman's face, and then running out in horror to carry the bare-ass doll by the strange door back to the house.
"Well, this is your home?" asked Ma Xiaoyue again.
Matsushita Shaw has been speechless, at this time, he has been in front of a huge bush, at this time Matsushita Shaw knelt down humbly, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Please take a seat!"
"Take a seat?" Ma Xiaoyue raised his head and looked at the soft ladder tied with rattan tied vertically from the huge branch, which stretched all the way up, and the house built by the branches on the branch was obviously much larger and closer than the others. Obviously, the so-called upper seat of Matsushita Shawo is to ask yourself to sit down.
However, Ma Xiaoyue felt that Matsushita Shaw's posture of inviting people to take a seat was too exaggerated, so he smiled and helped up Shawo Matsushita and said, "Don't make such a big salute, let's just go up and sit!"
"Do you really want to go up?" Chen Xun'er looked at the small house high above and asked suspiciously.
"We are guests, this is respected, don't worry, come up!" Ma Xiaoyue finished speaking, kicked his feet slightly, and the whole person flew up lightly, and then slowly landed at the door of the small wooden house, and gently pushed it open, but saw that it was well organized, there was a long table in the middle, and chairs tied with rattan on all sides, it seemed that this should be a conference room on all sides, perhaps, this is the highest command post of these beach tribes or something.
But, in any case, it's really interesting, at least, it's very emotional: it's built on tree branches, or it's made of rattan and branches, and it's very artistic!
"Come on!" Ma Xiaoyue waved his hand downward.
The two sisters, Chen Xun'er and Chen Huo'er, looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them kicked their feet, and they also jumped up, standing firmly at the door of the house on the branch.
"Come in and sit down!" Ma Xiaoyue walked in first.
Matsushita Shawo under the tree was stunned, first Ma Xiaoyue jumped up, and then two beauties jumped up, these few tall branches, they jumped up easily.
Matsushita Shawo was stunned for a long time, and when he saw that the guests had already gone up, he quickly climbed up the soft ladder made of rattan like an ape.
Walking into the house, Matsushita Shaw saw Ma Xiaoyue and the three of them looking here and there, and was very interested in the house on the branches.
"Mr. Ma Xiaoyue, I'm sorry, our beach tribe, the best house is this one, please be here for a while, please listen to me report our situation to you!" Chen Xun'er and Chen Huo'er were very interested in the construction method of this house, and kept wandering around, touching here and there, as if they had seen a rare treasure.
"This is too artistic!" Ma Xiaoyue looked around and said, "Matsushita Yifu, my two companions are impressed by your skills, because your house is too distinctive. ”
"Isn't this too distinctive!" Chen Huo'er said excitedly: "I have never seen such a beautiful place, let alone such a beautiful house, if I stay here for a lifetime, I will be very happy!"
"Yes, it's wonderful, it's really a good place to go!" Chen Xun'er also took over the conversation and said.
Shawo Matsushita listened to the conversation of several people, his face was full of astonishment, and he said, "Do you really think this place is the most beautiful place?"
"Yes, don't you think?" Ma Xiaoyue felt that the so-called request of the beach tribe to say something to Tu Bulie must have something to do with the living conditions here. Around this beach, except for the sea, the sand, the coconut palms, the houses on the branches of these bushes and bushes, at a glance, the green is the trees, the blue is the sea and the sky, the yellow is the beach, and then there is nothing.
"Where is this beautiful? Our beach tribe is miserable, this is not a place for people to live at all!" Matsushita shook his head, his face full of distress.
Ma Xiaoyue understands that Matsushita Shaw has this kind of thought, which is not too much at all, any person, who has been in any monotonous place for a long time, will feel that it is not a place where people live, and any person, who has just come to a fresh place, will feel refreshing, it is simply very wonderful.
"Shawo Matsushita, listening to your words, it seems that my heart is very unbalanced!" Ma Xiaoyue asked curiously.
"Yes, our Sakura Island is divided into several large areas, namely the beach tribe, the forest tribe, the livestock tribe, the planting tribe and the commercial tribe. The owners of the island live in the merchant tribes, which have a very developed economy and the largest population, and are also the important military advisors of the island owners. The other tribes are all lowly people, each engaged in their own trade, and cannot step into any other tribe, the other tribe is a tribe, all for the service of the business tribe of the island owner, we live on this beach all year round, fishing for a living, and have to hand in enough seafood regularly, this kind of wind and sun days, we have long been tired of this kind of wind and sun days, but the island owner has a rule, that is, it cannot go beyond the scope of his own tribe!" Matsushita Yifu said distressedly.
"Eh, fishermen!" Ma Xiaoyue sighed: "Is the life of a fisherman beautiful or not, but Tu Bulie this guy, why did he divide his Sakura Island so carefully and isolate it so clearly?"
"Yes, if that's the case, it's really boring to live by the sea all year round!" Chen Xun'er thought about it and said.
"It's boring, but on this beach, it is often hit by typhoons, huge waves hit the shore, destroying our homes, those strong typhoons, often blow the trees on these beaches, it is no exaggeration to say that our beach tribe is the most suffering tribe on Sakura Island!" Matsushita Shawo said calmly with a bitter face.
It's hard to imagine that the fishermen in bikinis on the beach still have these troubles behind their lives!
"Does this mean that in the event of a disaster, you can still only be on this beach?" Chen Huo'er asked with a frown.
"That's right, we are the people of the island owner, we serve the island owner, this is our duty, but we have always hoped that when disaster comes, we can break through our tribe and take refuge in other places, such as the neighboring forest tribes, but the island owner has a rule, no matter what the situation, the people of any tribe cannot cross the boundary!" Matsushita Shawo looked at Ma Xiaoyue and said: " Mr. Ma Xiaoyue, since you are a friend of the island owner, please tell him about our suffering, and hope that he can allow us to enter the forest tribe to take refuge when disaster comes!"
"That's it?" Ma Xiaoqiao thought to himself, this request is not too much, this island owner, what are you doing?
"Yes, but no one has ever been to the commercial tribe, only that every time the owner of the island sends soldiers to collect seafood, they have to come from the forest tribe, the whole Sakura Island, is a gradually rising terrain, our beach tribe is the lowest place, and the commercial tribe is the safest and highest place. We don't dare to hope to be able to enter other tribes, but we only hope that when disaster strikes, we can enter a safe tribe and take refuge. After the disaster, we will naturally come back, continue fishing, and continue to serve the owner!" said Matsushita sincerely.
"This request is not too much at all, grandma's, is this Tu Bulie in the water?" Ma Xiaoyue said angrily: "Even if there is no disaster, what is wrong with these various tribes interacting with each other?"