The village chief’s grandmother was about to leave, but Meng Busan called him to death.

"Old sister, when will the men come back? I can't stay here for ten days or half a month, right?"

The village chief grandmother looked back and said, "Don't worry, I can't stay."

Meng Busan: "Then where do I live?"

The village chief grandmother turned around completely, "Where do you want to live?"

Several women next to him tried their best to wink at him and asked him to go to his home.

Meng Busan smiled, "Old sister, what do you think?"

The village chief grandmother was pondering, but several women rushed to run.

"Where are you going to me, where is I big!"

"Go and go, what's the big big thing about your house? Come to my house, my house is decorated well."

"Hey, it's not convenient for you. After all, it's better to go to my house. I have two children. I just treat him as my own child and let him live with my child."

Meng Busan was stolen and his clothes were wrinkled.

He pursed his lips and showed a shy smile, like a slutty, unattacked cat.

The village chief's grandmother's originally alert expression softened, "That's the case..."

Meng Busan: "Haha, my sisters are so enthusiastic. I can go to any house, but I have a good time with these kids."

He smiled and blinked at the children beside him.

The children immediately surrounded the village chief’s grandmother and begged: “Grandma, let my brother play with us, grandma…”

The village chief grandmother had no choice but to act coquettishly at these children and showed a kind smile.

Finally, she nodded and said to the woman with two children: "Okay, let's go to your house, it's better to live with your children."

She looked around and said to the women: "Don't be terrible!"

The women laughed out loud.

Meng Busan was surrounded by a group of people to go to the woman's residence, and several children followed behind him and winked at him.

Meng Busan smiled and said, "What do you play on weekdays? Why don't your brother take you to play with me? My brother knows a lot."

"Really?"

"Will my brother know the pirate game?"

The mother of the child in front immediately turned around and scolded: "What are you talking nonsense!"

Meng Busan glanced at her and saw that she looked panicked, so he just smiled and stopped asking questions.

When they took him around the village, he paid attention to the layout and roads in the village and found that the houses in this village were arranged very neatly, one by one, with walls made of soil and big trees as roofs.

There are five streets in the village.

The place where Meng Busan lives is located in the middle of the First Street.

Seeing that he was interested, the woman introduced: "The first family is the village chief's house."

Meng Busan: "That's it. I see that the outer edge of the village is surrounded by high fences. Are there ferocious wild animals here?"

The woman complained, "No, there are so many wild boars who are afraid that they will come to the village and will be surrounded by fences, leaving only one exit in front and behind."

Meng Busan touched his chin.

He was a little curious about what would happen if the three of them flipped in.

"By the way, when will the men in the village come back?" he asked casually.

The woman smiled and said, "I'll be back in three days."

Meng Busan's eyelids twitched, and he asked, "I heard from the children that they will be back in ten days."

The woman smiled and said, "The men in the village usually go out to sea for ten days and stay in the village for ten days. The children are young and ignorant. They cry and ask their father all day long. If they tell them the exact time, they will not come back then, and the children will make trouble again. But where can the situation at sea be predicted? Once there is a storm, they may have to come back later."

"In order to prevent children from crying or going to the beach to wait, every time they ask, we say there are ten days left."

Meng Busan pursed his lips.

It turns out that ten days are the lies of the mothers' kindness. If he really believes in the children's words, he might have missed the real time of the volcano eruption.

Meng Busan rubbed his hair and smiled at the woman, "That's right..."

...

The woman lives in a room is divided into three rooms. As soon as she enters the door, there is a main hall, with one room on both sides of the left and right. The room on the right is the room of the woman and her husband, and the room on the left is the room of the two children.

He was pulled into the house by seven children to chat and play.

Meng Busan casually asked if they had gone out of the sea.

The oldest child said proudly: "Of course I went there. I went there secretly. I heard that the nearest island is southeast, which takes three days and three nights. It took me three days and three nights to arrive. Unfortunately, my parents found it and beat me up."

The remaining six children looked at their brother with admiration.

Meng Busan smiled, "Is there still a boat on that island?"

“Some, so many!”

Meng Busan asked them again about where the ancestral hall was.

Then, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother can't get candy in the cabin."

"Why don't we help you? Just tell me where the boat is parked! We are very familiar here!"

Meng Busan smiled and thought hard, "It seems to be in the east, and it seems to be in the south. Alas, I can't remember it. I have to go back the same way to find it."

"Okay, let's find an opportunity to sneak out tomorrow."

Meng Busan was surprised and said, "Can you really do it? They are very careful."

"Hey, what's the big deal? My brother and I are often locked up by us, so we dug a hole in the wall and ran out to play."

Meng Busan's smile widened, "That would be great."

Thanks to the naughty kid.

Meng Busan Haosheng observed the hole they prepared.

He whispered, "I think I'll bring you some candy here. Can you find someone to pretend to be me so that you can deal with your mother's examination?"

The oldest boy immediately said, "I have experience in this, I will come, I will come."

Several other boys also found it interesting and responded one after another.

He exchanged clothes with the oldest boy, moved away from the low cabinet, and crawled out along the hole behind.

On the other side, there was a jar. A hole was opened behind the jar and connected to the hole in the back wall. There was also a dustpan on the jar to prevent people from seeing someone inside.

Meng Busan observed that there was no one around him before jumping out of the tank.

At noon, almost all the women chatted in the open space in front of the village, repairing and weaving fish nets, and the whole village was quiet.

Meng Busan went to the ancestral hall first.

He had asked about the location of the ancestral hall before, and he was not a roadie, so he came easily.

He was staggering around the road, as if he was not afraid of being seen.

When he walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall, he paused for a moment.

He turned his head and looked at the fence opposite the ancestral hall.

Meng Busan looked for a while and said, "Don't hide, come out."

No movement.

Meng Busan chuckled, "What, do you want me to shout, do you guys be caught?"

Still no movement.

Meng Busan sighed, "You really don't know how to die. I've seen traces on the fence. Do I still know where you are hiding?"

Meng Busan turned around and stepped on the big basket at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

He grinned and said slowly, "I'm fool, don't you know if the gap can penetrate your clothes?"

The big basket was suddenly overturned from inside, and a man in a yellow robe burst out with dust. He was originally planning to do something, but fire flashed out of his hands, but when he saw the title above Meng Busan's head, he was stunned.

"Ahhhh, you, you, you are not dead?!"

He paniced and wanted to extinguish the fire in his hand, but for some reason why the skill was out of control, so he had to blow hard at his burning palm, unable to extinguish it, and quickly put his hand on the ground and stepped on it.

While stepping on his burning hands to put out the fire, he raised his head and showed a silly smile, "Haha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I didn't think that what I did to you, was subconscious, yes, subconscious!"

Meng Busan tilted his head and looked at him with great interest.

He was a tall and thin guy with his hair dyed yellow and his skin a little dark, which made him look dirty.

The title on his head is "The Naughty Child Playing with Fire".

Oh, no wonder his fire is out of control!
To be continued...