I am a professional at killing time travelers

The old man looked at Xiao Bosheng, who was only hanging by a thread, with hostility in his eyes. He looked him up and down, then pinched Xiao Bosheng's arm and said, "Wow! You are quite strong!"

The old man took off his shirt and left himself bare-chested. He then used the shirt to wrap Xiao Bosheng's lower body and said, "Why is this kid not wearing any clothes?"

Nan Xiang blushed as she looked at the shirtless old man: "Dad! He might be a fool!"

The old man nodded and said, "It just so happens that I don't have a son either. When you get married, I'll let him take care of me in my old age. Take the big fool home with you."

Nan Xiang pulled Xiao Bosheng and followed the old man, skipping and hopping. The old man seemed to be in a good mood and was humming an unknown song on the way back.

The small fishing village by the sea is relatively wealthy. Salted fish are hung in front of every household, and a salty and fishy smell of seafood wafts in the air. It is already late at night, and most of the villagers have gone home for dinner. I didn't meet many people along the way.

The old man pulled Xiao Bosheng back home, and seeing that he was covered in dirt, he filled a bucket of water and poured it over him.

The old man was helping Xiao Bosheng to scrub his body with a smile, while Xiao Bosheng was looking towards the door with a dull expression.

Nan Xiang walked out of the hut with a red face: "Dad! It's time to eat!"

The old man smiled and patted Xiao Bosheng on the back: "This young man is really strong! Come on! Follow me into the house to eat."

Walking into the room, the old man pressed Xiao Bosheng onto a small stool, handed him corn porridge with a look of joy, and put a small salted fish on the table into Xiao Bosheng's bowl.

"Come on! You big fool! Eat it!"

Xiao Bosheng looked at the old man with some doubt, and then looked at Nan Xiang.

Nan Xiang understood instantly, and directly picked up the bowl and took a big sip, as if it was the most delicious delicacy in the world. Xiao Bosheng also learned it quickly, and his expression was exactly the same.

The old man laughed out loud at Xiao Bosheng's appearance, and then asked, "What's your name? I can't shock you by calling you a big fool, hahaha..."

Xiao Bosheng looked at Nan Xiang in confusion. Nan Xiang understood and gestured to the old man to call her name.

The old man also understood: "Nan Xiang!"

"Hey! Dad, I'm here!"

Nan Xiang's voice was very sweet, and she kept guiding Xiao Bosheng to speak.

Xiao Bosheng was still silent. He just tilted his head and said nothing.

"Dad, please give my brother a name!"

Nan Bo smiled and said, "When your mother was pregnant with you, we didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl, so we went to the village to find someone to give you a name. Why don't we call you Nan Chan?"

"Hey, Dad, this name is so ugly! What's the meaning of difficult birth? It's not auspicious at all. I think my brother is good-looking and I found him on the beach, so why don't we call him Haisheng? We can just call him Shengge!"

Xiao Bosheng stood up suddenly for some reason: "Hey!"

His movements were so clumsy that he almost overturned the small table in front of him.

Originally, the elders in the family cared the most about etiquette, but when they saw Xiao Bosheng like this, they couldn't help laughing and burst out laughing: "Hahaha! This silly boy! It seems that he really likes this name! Let's call him Haisheng!"

At this time, the little girl's face turned red again: "What's Brother Haisheng's last name?"

The old man squeezed Xiao Bosheng's arm again: "What other surname can you have? Take my surname, Nan! I will rely on him to take care of me in my old age!"

Nan Xiang stamped her feet shyly: "I'm not going to pay attention to you anymore!"

The old man did not notice his daughter's abnormality. He just kept patting Haisheng's arm with a smile in his eyes. Even Nan Xiang could not remember how long it had been since Nan Bo was so happy.

The courtyard in the fishing village was very cramped, with only a dozen steps to the end of the courtyard. There were only three thatched houses in the courtyard, one for Nan Xiang, one for Nan Bo, and another one was a storage room. When Xiao Bosheng came, the old man widened the bed in his room a little, and the two of them squeezed on one bed and fell asleep.

Nan Bo's mind was full of fantasies about the future that night. He didn't expect that at this age he would have a son and a daughter. He watched the children chasing and playing in the yard, Xiao Bosheng and his wife kneeling in front of his mourning hall, and Nan Xiang and her husband knelt in the yard. At this moment, he felt it was worth it.

The roosters in the fishing village woke up the sun on time. The seashore began to turn pale, and Nan Bo slowly woke up after the sky brightened.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one next to him. Nan Bo was shocked and quickly got up and rushed to the yard. He was so happy yesterday that he forgot about the crisis. Only then did he remember that he had a beautiful girl.

As soon as I went out, I saw Xiao Bosheng standing in the yard basking in the sun with a hatchet in his hand.

Although the sun was rising, Nan Bo felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart and stumbled towards Nan Xiang's room.

"Bang, bang, bang~ Xiang'er! Xiang'er! Are you okay?"

Nan Xiang didn't understand what was going on, but when she heard her father's anxious voice, she quickly replied, "Dad! What's going on?"

Nan Xiang opened the door, and what came into view was the figure of Xiao Bosheng. Xiao Bosheng was shirtless, holding a hatchet in his hand and looking at Nan Xiang coldly, but Nan Xiang seemed not to notice Xiao Bosheng, and kept pressing his chest with one hand to relieve himself.

"what!"

Nan Xiang screamed in fright.

Nan Bo was startled and turned back quickly: "Ah!"

Nan Bo pushed Xiao Bosheng on the stomach, but Xiao Bosheng stood still like an iron tower. Instead, Nan Bo fell into Nan Xiang's room.

Xiao Bosheng tilted his head, obviously not knowing what the father and daughter were doing.

Nan Xiang quickly stood in front of Nan Bo and said, "What do you want to do? Don't hurt my dad!"

Xiao Bosheng scratched his temple, then pointed to a pile of chopped firewood in the yard: "Then..."

Nan Xiang was stunned, and looking at the neatly arranged pile of firewood, she chuckled: "You scared me to death!"

Nan Xiang stepped forward and snatched the hatchet from Xiao Bosheng's hand: "Don't use this thing to scare people in the future!"

Life in the fishing village is so monotonous. They work from sunrise to sunset, eat two meals a day, and sell seafood in town when the tide is high, in exchange for some fruits and vegetables to improve their lives. However, most of the money is exchanged for food. Most people in the fishing village do not have farmland, so they can only hoard food like hamsters to prepare for the winter.

In order to let Xiao Bosheng have his own identity, Nan Bo would go out every day to talk to his old brothers about this distant "nephew". The village was not big, and the villagers soon knew that Nan Bo's distant brother had passed away and his nephew came to live with him.

Every day Nan Xiang took care of Xiao Bosheng like an older sister. When it got dark, Nan Xiang sat in the courtyard and told stories to Xiao Bosheng.

Xiao Bosheng learned very quickly and was able to speak well in just one day.

"Brother Sheng! Do you think there are really immortals in this world?"

Xiao Bosheng looked at the stars in the sky with a simple smile on his face: "What is a fairy? Is there any delicious Spanish mackerel?"