Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5944 (five thousand nine hundred and forty-four) Naughty

The Gray Hand 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 Brown Hand said, "What's so funny about that?"

"I suddenly remembered that these might be things from our childhood, and then I laughed." said the man with gray hands.

"It's possible. What's so funny about that?" asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Now in this situation, when it comes to you and me, what I feel may be a matter of time, and that time was a matter of childhood. Isn't it funny?"

"You mean, it's funny that we're still talking about our childhood at this moment?" asked the brown-handed man.

“I guess so.” The Gray Hand Man said, “I don’t know how to describe it. It’s just that kind of feeling. I want to laugh.”

The brown-handed man said, "In fact, at a time like this, you and I are still chatting. Isn't this quite funny?"

"This is really comfortable." said the man with gray hands.

"What about talking about childhood?" asked the brown-handed man. "Isn't that also very comfortable?"

The Gray Hand said, "It is indeed very comfortable."

The brown-handed man said, "Then let's continue chatting."

"Okay, aren't we chatting about this?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, we are talking." The Gray Hand Man said, "Go on. If we really heard that sound at the same time one night, what were we doing when we were young? Were we cooking?"

The brown-handed man asked, "To make food? Burning wood is to make food?"

"But something doesn't seem quite right, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"There are indeed some inappropriate places." The brown-handed man said, "What you mean by inappropriate is your superficial feeling?" "It's not a superficial feeling." The gray-handed man said, "Could it be that this is your superficial feeling?"

"Me neither, it's just a thought." said the brown-handed man.

"Me too." The Gray Hand said, "What do you think?"

The brown-handed man said, "I just feel like the atmosphere is not right."

"That's right." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Even the fact that the atmosphere is not right, do you think the same as I do?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Same." The Gray Hand Man said, "That atmosphere doesn't look like something that's ready to be eaten."

The brown-handed man said, "Is this what you said based on the deep feeling that appeared earlier?"

"I guess so." The Gray Hand Man said, "It's so quiet. Is it necessary to make food?"

"Making food secretly?" the brown-handed man laughed.

"You're kidding again," said the Gray Hand Man.

"I'm kidding." The brown-handed man said, "I was just thinking, could it be that the children are making food without the adults' knowledge and are afraid that the adults will hear them?"

The Gray Hand Man said, “That sounds funny.”

The brown-handed man said: "Two children were cooking together, and they had to carry an adult on their backs, so they dared not make any noise. It was so quiet, so quiet that you could only hear the sound of firewood burning. It's funny to think about this scene."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Yeah, I wonder if you and I did things when we were little that the adults thought we were naughty."

The brown-handed man said, "If you and I really played together when we were kids, we should have done that, right? Many kids do that."

"That's true, but I have a deeper feeling that I may have had some special experiences when I was a child." The Gray Hand said, "So I think I may not have had the opportunity to do things that adults think are naughty."

(End of this chapter)