Hello everyone, I am a farmer and a father. Here's my son . We live in Choma - A small village in Japan.
I am the son and I am very wicked thief, I robe in big households. Today I will be going in one of them, join me along !
HEY YOU, WHAT ARE TOU DOING IN MY HOUSE, YOU THIEF. WAIT THERE. I AM CALLING THE POLICE
Oh my god, that is a lot of treasure, lets take this quickly
He wrote a letter to his son saying "son this year I will not plant cassava and yam because I cant dig fields, I know if you were here, you could have helped me"
I feel so touched my by father. I wrote a letter to him saying "Dad, don't even think of digging the field because that's where I buried the money I stole."
UMM WHAT??
LETS DIG IN, AND FIND THE TREASURE
HOW LONG WILL THIS TAKE? IS THERE TREASURE IN THERE??
Dad you can now plant your cassava and yam this is the best I can do from here."
"My son, you are too powerful indeed, even in prison you still command policemen to work for me. I will write to you when I want to harvest."