Chapter 507: Ordinary People's Life
Your family is responsible for being thugs or businessmen, and is almost the underworld at the bottom of Indian society.
Your surname destined you to become a thug in the commercial street, or a family merchant, a smuggler, or something like that.
Of course, you can also be an honest businessman, just like your parents.
But unfortunately, due to the constraints of the oath they made, your parents had to hand you over to the family teacher for instruction, so that you could become the protector of the family business in the future.
In the second year, you showed a certain precocity, and your parents were very happy but also very worried.
You don't care about these, because you just feel that the environment here is really good. There is basically no such thing as winter where you live. The coldest time here is just the autumn in your hometown.
And most importantly, this place is really fertile.
But when you watch your parents working, you can't help but frown.
Not only are your parents using wooden farm tools, which are also quite heavy, but their sowing method is also problematic, which even you, an outsider, can see.
Because of your deep thinking, your hard disk talent has awakened.
In the third year, you really couldn't stand the poverty anymore, because you still only had a piece of cloth on your body, and the most important thing was that your parents' poor farming skills resulted in very little rice harvest, and the insect pests were also very serious, leaving you at a loss for words.
After much thought, you decide to make some suggestions to your parents about what your family can do.
"Father, Mother, since there are pests in the rice fields, why don't we raise some fish? After all, fish can eat pests, and fish can grow by eating pests."
Your words surprised your parents quite a bit.
Then, they ignored it.
You are helpless, but you can only give up.
In the fourth year, you tried to make some small things, but failed because you didn’t have enough tools. The only metals in your house were your parents’ jewelry and a kitchen knife.
You feel very helpless about this.
In the fifth year, you begin to receive instruction from your family. Your family teaches you a lot of knowledge that other children of your age find very difficult to learn. But to you, these are nothing more than what is sold in which place, where people do not accept certain products, and some folk customs.
It's easy for you to remember these.
Then, your family thought that you would become a shrewd businessman and decided to let you help out in the family business.
You are speechless about this, but your parents are very happy.
But before that, you also started learning other techniques.
The technique of sacrifice.
You are speechless when you see your parents using the limited rice and spices at home to worship Vishnu and Lord Shiva.
Looking at those hungry children, after , you will secretly give the rice used in the sacrifice to the orphans in your family.
You don't know why other people don't do this, but when you listen to these orphans talk about why they became orphans, you hear some things that make you care.
The parents of one orphan were beheaded simply because they stood in front of a Kshatriya, while the parents of another orphan accidentally ran into a Brahmin and were hanged.
You remained silent, you knew you couldn't change any of this, after all, you were also a Vaisya, and in such an ancient time.
So you become more careful and pay attention to the various rules.
But you know you don't like it here.
I don't like it at all.
When you went to your family's shop in Xiangcheng, you saw quite a few people, including people from other villages. You were selling the village's product, 'pottery jars', and wanted to buy some food, but when you passed a fish stall, you heard the arrogant voice of a child.
"You fisherman's child must be trying to murder me!"
You subconsciously looked over and found that the street over there was in a mess. Countless children were wantonly beating and smashing ordinary people on the street.
You frowned subconsciously, and just when you were about to ask your elders who those people were, your elders held your head down and hid you in the crowd, and covered your mouth.
You shut up and your elders let go of your mouth, letting you watch carefully.
"It's the prince's fault, don't meddle in other people's business"
Then, you see a strong kid coming to the fisherman, and just when you think this guy who looks like the eldest brother is going to teach his younger brother a lesson , the kid speaks.
"The prince cannot lie."
As he was speaking, the child wanted to swing a knife to kill the fisherman's child. You watched helplessly as the prince called Nandi knocked the knife onto the fisherman's father's arm, which was subconsciously blocking it because of his own reasons. Then he became angry when the knife fell, and shouted to his brothers to break all the fishermen's limbs.
“…”
You didn't say anything, but you felt a fire burning in your heart, and you had an urge to solve this matter, but you knew you couldn't do it.
Later, a man named Shakuni had the soldiers take the fishermen away.
Your frightened elder did not continue trading, but took you back to the shop and closed the door.
By the evening, you received news that the entire family of fishermen had been expelled.
You became even more silent, and you began to exercise silently, deciding to allow yourself to escape if necessary.
Because you know, there were a hundred children causing trouble, and...
And they are all princes.
You feel it's hard to survive under the rule of these bastards.
In your sixth year, you notice something strange.
After a little training, your strength becomes abnormally great, your five senses become sharper, and you learn knowledge and skills very quickly.
But you didn't care and just did your own thing quietly.
But something went wrong.
One of your people is standing next to you and passes by Prince Duryodhana while delivering goods.
Then, your entire clan was exiled.
You watched in confusion as those properties were taken into the pockets of Prince Duryodhana and your lands were incorporated into his tribe. You knew that this was all due to Prince Duryodhana's greed.
You are powerless to resist and can only leave with your family.
But on the way, your parents, who were already hungry, still insisted on offering sacrifices to Vishnu, and you had to join them. You noticed their superstition about Vishnu, so you still secretly shared the used food with other children.
But even so, your food is running out.
