"Iron Bow Throw... Iron Bow Throw..." Old Donkey mumbled these three words, furrowing his brow, as if trying hard to recall which family in the village this person belonged to.
Normally, in the village, most people are called by nicknames like "Dog Egg," "Shit Egg," "Pillar," and "Monkey."
Over time, even those who are on good terms with each other might not know each other's real names.
Of course, this refers to adults or children who have dropped out of school.
Younger children, due to school, naturally know each other's real names.
After all, no one writes their nickname on their exercise books.
A moment later, Old Donkey slapped his thigh and said, "It's Little Five! A nephew from my clan, how could he... how could he..."
Here, he could not continue speaking.
In his memory, Little Five was not a bad kid, so Old Donkey couldn't believe that the person rolling stones down the mountain was his own nephew.
