Akyidaw - thief

Thief Part 1

"Ngapein"

Everyone, upon hearing this name,

"This guy is a thief"

They started to line up.

Yes, a skinny thief. A skinny thief. This guy is a real thief. He says that his lineage is only thieves.

“My grandfather was the ‘Kho Than Gyi Nga Taek Pyay’, a common name in the Inwa region. (The word ‘Bit Tow’ seems to refer to the grandfather’s father.)

Aung Ma Thu, like his father, said, "If necessary, I will build a temple."

Santa is called a thief by Nga Pein. (According to him) He is not the kind of thief who steals from kings, rich people, and drunkards and gives it back to the poor like his brother, the thief Nga Taek Pya.

A real thief who steals a turban and steals a turban. A real thief who steals a turban and steals a turban.

At the very least, the kind of thief who spent seven days in prison for stealing a pair of slippers from a charity shop.

As far as I know, if something in the village disappears, Nga Pein will always come back if you pull it by the neck and shake it.

I often get angry, but I don't remember.

"In short, it's easy to find food."

That kind of guy. If you don't know, the government is the one who is in trouble.

"Is Ngapein your real name?"

You should just say your real name.

My father's name is U Pein, my mother's name is Daw Pein. My birth name is Maung Pein, my current name is Nga Pein.

I'll tell you.

I don't think it's wrong to say that Nga Pein is a great-grandfather. His father's father's father's father's sixteenth cousin, the city clerk who destroyed the Inwa Palace and built a wooden bridge between Amarapura and Mandalay, was Nga Pein.

My father's side was a city clerk, and my mother's side was a thief. Just think about it. Where else would you find such a good lineage?

His mother, Daw Pein, is still talking.

"My son Ngapein was a good person from birth until he was weaned. It was only after he was weaned that he became a bad person."

The good life lasted a long time. Until the milk ran out.

Now, let me start by talking about how Ngapein became a thief.

Nga Pein isn't stealing because he wants to steal.

I was born with a horse.

Ever since he was a child, his mother, Daw Pein Kham, had been wearing a red burlap sack wrapped around her neck.

I'm afraid I'll steal your clothes.

I would say he's a bit of a slob. He's taking everything that's easy in front of his eyes.

A flower, a shoe, a shoe. Even if he didn't get anything, he stole as much as a hair. He didn't even think of it as stealing. He just thought of it as taking it because he had the right to take it. If he didn't know, he probably thought the whole world owed him.

This is how he graduated from the first thief.

In the village, the Mya Waing drama only happens once a year.

Although it is a land drama, it is not a big drama. It is a little-known story like the story of the chieftain May Tin and the story of the late Sim Sim Soe.

In the city, there are those that no one has heard of. But here, in the villages near the villages like Yarh Hla (two villages), Doe Kyat, Myint Tha, and Oh Lay Oh, there are scattered rumors. It seems like there is no such thing.

Well... The village where Nga Pein and I live is not too far from the city, so the economy is relatively stable. That's why the most popular festival in this area is in Dokye.

"It's a big deal," he said. "They're all coming from the villages nearby. Not just the big villages, but also from the villages in the forest, Myinthar."

If there is a festival like that, it is a good opportunity for Nga Pein. It is not just to watch the festival. Everyone is already at the festival site, so they are roaming around the village.

The entire village was robbed while the villagers were walking around the field.

Well.. I have to say. This year has been a much luckier year for Nga Pein. It would be more accurate to say that Nga Pein has won a big prize.

Because, just a few days before this land grab, I was drinking palm juice at a palm grove in the western part of Doe Kyaw while I was having fun and beating up a chicken that came with me.

Who was there? The elder of Oh Lay Oh village, U Pak Nyay, came with him. Pak Nyay didn't become an elder because he was popular. He became an elder because he was stupid. Only a stupid person is truly stupid. In the meantime, gambling is still a part of life.

But the fool is the one who is the leader, and the village is quiet. No one dares to touch his village. Just touch him. He will open fire with a big sword. The sword is sharp.

Even a thief like Nga Pein has to restrain his hands when he goes to the pot or pot. He is afraid of being caught. No matter how much he steals, if the big man knows, he will be caught.

He has a saying.

"What do you think, Paknya, who sticks a knife in his stomach and pulls it out only after it rusts?"

Really, that kind of people.

That day, at the Maletto Htand hut on the western edge of Do Kyat, Nga Pein, Maung Sein, and Tin Poe were playing a fun cockfight with a handful of palm juice. It wasn't a big fight. It was a hand-to-hand fight.

If it's a real match, I'll be so happy to see you.

In such cockfights, the skinny cock usually wins.

It's not because the chicken is good. Nga Pein is good at chicken.

His body is like a bumblebee in a cockfight. He's jumping on top of the chickens.

Nga Pein knows how to spray water on a chicken's rump and how to clean the waste from the chicken's rump.

Nga Pein's best skill is to pick chicken.

When his cock is exhausted, he can't even pick it up from the cage. So he fills his mouth with water and sprays the cock's ass with water. How can the male stand when his ass is wet? Every time he sprays, he has to move his cock.

The chicken was startled and the chicken pecked as soon as it reached the broken line.

Then, if you hit his cock with your tongue and release it, the cock is fine. You can get back to your usual, fresh air.

So, at this nearby cockfighting event, if you say, "Nga Pein, you're a chicken," many people will laugh. This is Nga Pein's skill. Nga Pein also knows many ways to beat the chicken.

It so happened that on that day, Ngapein and I were at the Malakto palm hut, drinking palm juice and trying to eat the chicken that had been brought.

It's not funny. It's just a little bit of palm juice. Whoever can drink it, drink it.

The cockfight was still in full swing. The sound I heard was...

"Hey guys, what are you doing?"

Look, the big pot is right.

Ngapein and I were shocked when we saw Paknya.

"Oh, you fool, we've been beaten."

"Hey, catch the chickens."

"Pick up what's left behind"

There was a lot of commotion. Tin Po, who was running,

"I can't stand running, I can't stand being a corpse."

It disappeared when I deleted it.

Nga Pein, Maung Sein and others were still running around picking chickens.

The great warrior has come to them. He draws his great sword.

"What are you doing, hey?"

I looked at his disciple, Phoe Htay, and the two of them. Is Phoe Htay interchangeable? In this area, after Pak Nya, Phoe Htay is not worthy of respect. This time, he did not have the big sword he usually held in his hand.

I don't know where I got it from, but I got a big cock.

Nga Pein is trembling and shaking.

"We're just trying our luck. Not for a bribe."

At his words, U Pak Nyaw abruptly threw down the sword he was holding.

"What do you get for doing this?"

“Sir, we are happy, happy”

"Come and try your hand at cockfighting with my cock."

"Huh?"

Nga Pein and Maung Sein were shocked by U Pak Nyay Gyi's words.

U Paknya took the chicken that his disciple Kyaw Phoe Htay had handed him and threw it on the ground.

"My guy hasn't been able to get his hands dirty for a long time. He's not a good guy. He's just a guy."

Nga Pein looked at the chicken in Pak Nya's hand. Pak Nya's chicken was bigger than his own. But he knew it by looking at it. His chicken was not a real fighting chicken. It was fat. It had no legs. If the chicken was not of the right breed, it would not survive. So he went up a step.

"Oh, if you put your hands down, Uncle Kanyo, my cock is big, my cock will hurt, but if it hurts, I won't put my hands down, I'll just put it down."

At his words, Paknya looked up again. Then, while asking Ngapein,