Big Bodhi Chapter 14: Rockery God
noon.
There was a rustling sound under the dilapidated wooden bed, and there was also a harsh "creaking" sound from time to time.
Wang lowered his body, rolled up the worn cloth sleeves on his arms, and her figure became more rickety.
"Go! Go!" Holding a sparse broom in her hand, she patted several mice under the bed.
"Squeak!"
finally drove the mouse out of the house, Wang breathed a sigh of relief, put down the broom, but suddenly smelled a burnt smell in his nose.
Her brows frowned slightly, and her wrinkled face became more wrinkled, and she said anxiously: "Just take care of them and forget about the food!"
took three steps and took two steps to walk into the house, regardless of the hot hands, he lifted the lid of the iron pot straight away.
In the small corner of the wooden house, the few bottles of salt and pickles are placed in order. There is a low stove next to it, and the iron pot on it smells of burning.
Wang hurriedly took a rag on his hand and lifted the iron pan from the stove. Then he was able to take a free time and blew his red fingers.
took the rice out of a large bowl, and saw that only a small part of the bottom of the pot was battered, and her brows stretched slightly.
"Mother, I am back." A boy about eight or nine years old walked into the wooden house with joy, carrying a small piece of raw meat tied with a rope, "Today I will go hunting with Uncle Zhang and the others. , Helped them to lay hands, and finally got a small piece of deer meat!"
Wang looked at the boy affectionately, put a big bowl of rice in his hand on the wooden table, and smiled: "Follow out hunting. Are you tired? Are there any injuries? Although you have Uncle Zhang and the others Take care, but be careful, drink this bowl of rice, you are now when you are growing up, eat more."
The boy has sharp eyes, and he saw Wang's red fingers at a glance, and he was a little anxious at the moment, saying: "Mother, what's wrong with your hand?"
Wang shook his head, and said: "It's just burned, it's okay, you hurry up to eat, eat more food to grow stronger."
The big bowl is almost full of clear soup, only six or seven leafs floating on it, the leaf is luxuriously mixed with two pieces of fat and thin meat, the boy smelled the scent of meat, and his saliva almost flowed down .
just picked up the big bowl and was about to eat, the boy seemed to think of something. He blinked and said: "Mother, you eat these two pieces of meat, I will not eat it."
Wang shook his head and smiled while scraping the bottom of the pan into his own bowl, "My mother just ate it. I ate a few pieces of meat. The rest is a little mushy. My mother is willing to eat more, but losing it is a bit wasteful."
The boy glanced at Wang, lowered his head and held up the bowl, and started eating silently.
Wang was an orphan. After giving birth to the boy, Xiaofu, her husband and son died in the mountains while hunting.
In this small village on the edge of the Qingluan Mountains, without men, there is no food source. After all, this small area is barren and barren, and nothing can be grown. The whole village’s food source is the village. It's just an ordinary beast in a hill next to it.
It’s strange to say that there are many mountains around the Qingluan Mountain Range. The most fringe mountain has been eaten by the village for generations for so many years. The various beasts have never been reduced, but they are getting more and more. many.
People think that it is a mountain **** blessing, but this small mountain is an unknown mountain, so every household in the village has a mountain **** statue, which is called the nameless mountain god, which is extremely respected and pious.
Wang relied on washing other people’s clothes and working as a servant for a slightly wealthy family, and reluctantly dragged Xiaofu until he was nine years old. Although he is not yet forty years old, he seems to have been devastated over the years. Already seems to be an old woman.
Xiaofu is also a sensible child. Since he was a child, he knew that he would help a hard-working mother to share the housework. When he was a little older, he clamored to go hunting with the hunting team in the village.
Wang Clan couldn't, so he could only beg the brother Zhang next door to take him. Xiaofu was also upright and very eye-catching. Every time he went out, he was the most diligent one. Everyone in the village praised him.
Therefore, although Xiaofu is only nine years old, he can bring back a piece of animal meat from time to time to improve his food.
He finished the meal, but there was a larger piece of meat left at the bottom of the bowl, yelling: "Mother, I'm full."
Wang looked at the piece of meat at the bottom of the bowl, shook his head slightly, and smiled: "Okay."
silently cleaned up the dishes and put the leftover piece of meat in the dilapidated cupboard.
"It's time to worship the mountain gods."
After finishing packing, Wang took Xiaofu, knelt down in front of the statue of Wuming Mountain, and knocked his head respectfully.
Xiaofu, as usual, after kowtow, when he raised his head, he subconsciously glanced at the dark mountain **** statue.
The statue of Mountain God was made by everyone in the village a long time ago. It was carved with ebony wood and simple painted.
Xiaofu suddenly trembled fiercely in his heart, his scalp was numb, and an extremely terrifying feeling came, but this feeling came quickly and went quickly.
took a closer look at the mountain **** statue that he worshiped every day, and found nothing unusual, Xiao Fu couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"Xiaofu? What's the matter?" Wang's wrinkled face was full of concern.
Xiaofu felt a pain in his heart, my mother is not yet forty years old!
only eat two meals a day, besides the green vegetables, which are wild vegetables, I have to do so much tiring work and age too fast.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Mother, I want to grow up quickly, I can hunt myself, use animal skins to make good clothes for you, and let you eat meat every day! I have to go out of the village. , Go to the rumored ancient city of Taichu to build a house, and take your mother to enjoy the blessing!"
The mountain roads here are extremely difficult and dangerous. For this small enclosed village, the magnificent ancient city of Taichu, which is only a few hundred miles away, is as far away as legend.
gently touched Xiaofu's head, Wang just smiled on his face, but murmured in his heart, Xiaofu, when you grow up, your mother will be old.
In the middle of the night, the village was extremely quiet.
Occasionally, there are a few dog barks, disturbing people's dreams.
Between dreaming and waking up, Xiaofu actually wetted his eye sockets, and his heart ached unknowingly.
shook his head and sat up, wiped the corners of his eyes, looked around with the moonlight, and muttered to himself in doubt: "Where is my mother?"
The wooden house is not big, with only a dilapidated wooden bed, which can squeeze two people.
The night in the late autumn was so cold that Wang always let Xiaofu sleep in it, while he sleeps outside, which would make Xiaofu a little warmer.
Xiaofu looked at the almost drenched pillow, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why did I shed so many tears in my dream? Mother, where are you?"
put on an old cotton-padded coat, opened the wooden door, and a cold night's cold wind poured down like ice water.
Xiaofu shivered violently, but did not close the door. Instead, he stuck his head out the door and whispered: "Mother?"
Deeper in the night, where can mother go? Even if it's going to the toilet, it's time to come back after going for so long?
stood at the door blankly, a blast of cold wind hit, Xiaofu shivered, but his heart was even more worried.
A nine-year-old child, because the family is poor, has already understood a lot of things early.
suddenly noticed a sense of peeking behind him, Xiaofu turned his head abruptly, and what he saw was still the dilapidated wooden bed on the walls and the iron pot cupboard in the corner.
There is also a pair of cloth shoes sewn more than half of the time on the side of the broken wooden bed. The stitches and threads are densely packed and extremely tight. They were sewn by the two thick cloths and soles that Wang had accumulated for a long time for Xiaofu. Winter cloth shoes.
The peeping feeling is getting stronger!
Xiaofu’s scalp is exploded~IndoMTL.com~It's numb, but I can't find the source of the sense of prying!
scanned the wooden house again, the simple furnishings are still the same as usual, only the mountain **** statue...
Wait! Mountain gods!
Above that dark face, two red and green painted eyes seemed to come alive, and they were staring at themselves with bitter gazes!
"Ah!"
Xiaofu Tianling trembled, and a burst of urination gushed out of his fright. Despite the coldness of the night, he rushed out of the door!
There was a trance before my eyes, and it was still a familiar scene.
Didn’t he ran out the door and reached the street in the village? Why are you back in the house again?
Xiaofu is only nine years old after all. No matter how sensible he is, after this scare, his mind is slightly broken.
He stayed on the spot blankly, just staring blankly at the spiteful statue of the monster in the mountain.
Suddenly, the big mouth of the mountain **** statue opened in distortion.
crash, crash.
spit out a pile of white bones.
Xiaofu looked at the pile of bones, his eyes still blank, until he saw the gap on one of the bones of his hand.
The little finger of my mother's left hand is missing a small piece of bone.
It was an old wound left by a small piece of finger that was accidentally smashed off by the mother of the previous year when she was washing clothes at the village chief’s house.
Gradually there is a focus in his eyes, and a heart-piercing cry resounds through the silent night sky.
"Mother!"
After a while, the sound in the wooden house stopped abruptly.
After a short while, the sound of chewing gradually came out of the wooden house, which was extremely terrifying.
The weird thing is that the whole village is like a dead village, and there is no sound.