Chapter 5944 (five thousand nine hundred and forty-four) Naughty
The gray-handed man smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" asked the man with brown hands.
The gray-hand man replied: "It was all the time before the transformation."
The man with brown hands said, "What's so funny about that?"
"I suddenly remembered that it might have happened when we were young, and then I laughed." The gray-handed man said.
"It's just possible. What's so funny about this?" the brown-hand man asked.
The man with gray hands said: "Now in this situation, when it comes to you, what I feel may be a thing of one time, and then that time is a thing of childhood. Isn't it funny?"
"You mean, it's funny that you're still talking about your childhood at this moment?" the brown-hand man asked.
"That's right." The gray-hand man said, "I don't know how to describe it. It's just such a feeling that I want to laugh."
The man with brown hands said: "Actually, you and I are still chatting at this time. Isn't it funny?"
"This is really comfortable." The man with gray hands said.
"What about when you were a kid?" The brown-hand man asked, "Isn't it also very comfortable?"
The gray-handed man said: "It is indeed very comfortable."
The man with brown hands said: "Then let's continue chatting."
"Okay, aren't we just chatting?" the gray-handed man asked.
"We were chatting." The gray-handed man said, "Continue. If we really heard that sound at the same time one night, what were we doing when we were children? Was it making food?"
The man with brown hands asked: "Making food? Is burning firewood just for making food?"
"But something doesn't seem quite right, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"There is indeed something inappropriate." The man with the brown hand said, "What you said is inappropriate, is this your superficial feeling?" "It's not the superficial feeling." The man with the gray hand said, "Is this your superficial feeling?"
"Me neither, it's just a thought." The man with brown hands said.
"Me too." The gray-hand man said, "What do you think?"
The man with brown hands said: "I just feel like the atmosphere is not right."
"That's right." The gray-handed man said.
"Are you agreeing with me about the lack of atmosphere?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Same." The gray-hand man said, "The atmosphere shouldn't be like preparing something to eat."
The man with brown hands said: "Is this what you said based on the deep feeling that appeared before?"
"That's right." The gray-hand man said, "It's quiet. It's so quiet. Is it necessary to make food?"
"Making food secretly?" the brown-hand man laughed.
"You're joking again," said the man with gray hands.
"You are indeed joking." The brown-handed man said, "I was just thinking that it was a child who was cooking food behind an adult's back, and he was afraid that the adult would hear it?"
The gray-hand man said: "This sounds quite funny."
The man with brown hands said: "Two children were making food together, and they had to carry an adult on their backs, so they didn't dare to make a sound. They were so quiet, so quiet that they could hear the sound of firewood burning. This scene is fun to think about. "
The man with gray hands said: "Yeah, I don't know if you and I did anything when we were young that adults thought we were naughty."
The man with brown hands said: "If you and I really played together when we were children, we should have done it, right? Many children are like that."
"Yes, but I have a deep feeling that I may have had some special experiences when I was a child." Gray Hand Man said, "So I feel that I may not necessarily have the opportunity to do things that adults consider naughty."
(End of chapter)