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In the dead of the night, the voice from the underground was creepy. Although Zhang Xiaojian thought that what he had seen and experienced during this period of time was far beyond his imagination, however, the fear from his heart was still growing wildly and began to spread.

Fear actually comes from the kind of things that can't be seen or touched. If you really see them, you won't feel afraid. This is the situation now. He doesn't know what the sound is coming from below. The continuous knocking sound seems to be echoed in his ears by wireless means.

Zhang Xiaojian's inner Qi condenses, and the faint halo is already walking on the outer edge of his finger. He stares at the land under his feet, ready to kill what comes out of the ground at any time.

But the voice from the underground suddenly disappeared, no longer. Although Zhang Xiaojian tried her best, she never heard the voice coming from below.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned tightly and lit a cigarette. Looking at the moon outside the window, she fell into meditation.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?" Talking is Dongdong, do not know when to wake up, is rubbing sleepy eyes, looking at Zhang Xiaojian.

Looking at a confused face of Dongdong, Zhang Xiaojian eased her expression, laughed and said, "nothing, how did you wake up?"

"A little thirsty." Dong Dong grinned.

Dongdong is really clever. Zhang Xiaojian can see that the child is trying to hide the pain of losing his mother. Not every child can pretend to be such a city. It is true that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early. Zhang Xiaojian sighed for a long time and remembered many past events.

Go to the refrigerator and take out a bottle of drink for Dongdong. When I handed it to him, I saw the jade on his chest.

Can not help but ask, said: "Dongdong, you this jade is ancestral, very beautiful."

"Uncle, I'll give it to you if you like." Dongdong said and picked the jade from his body.

Zhang Xiaojian quickly waved her hand and said, "uncle doesn't like this thing, just a little curious."

Dongdong thought for a while, but he didn't pick it off. No matter how good this jade is, it's not worth a million yuan. Uncle can deposit a million yuan directly for him, and he can covet his jade.

"This jade is not handed down from our ancestors. It was given to me by a man." Dongdong Gudong drank a few mouthfuls and said.

Zhang Xiaojian did not expect such a result, some do not understand.

Dong Dong looks at Zhang Xiaojian very curious and tells the story again.

Many days ago, Dongdong got up early in the morning. I'm going to the mountain to pick some wild fruits for my mother.

There is no money to buy fruit at home, but Dongdong doesn't want to see other people have fruit to eat, but his mother doesn't.

Although he was younger, he ran in the mountains all day and knew everything about the mountains. There are wild vegetables somewhere. Where there are wild walnuts, where there are stinky plums, where there are peaches to eat, he is very clear.

A few days ago, I saw a peach tree in laolangwo. It was not ripe at that time. It is estimated that it is almost today. So he got up early and prepared to go to pick it for his mother. When he went late, he was afraid that he would be picked by others.

After arranging his mother, Dongdong went up the mountain with a cloth bag.

The sun has just risen, red, has heat, the path has been covered by the grass on both sides, only a gap, some cold dew wet his leg.

He doesn't care about these, because he only has peaches in his heart that are not too big, but they must be delicious.

Thinking of his mother's happy eating peaches, Dongdong's face showed a faint smile.

In the mountains, the trees have long blocked the light of the sun. The light in the forest is a little dim, and the air has a faint smell of weeds.

After walking for more than half an hour, I finally arrived at the old wolf's nest. The peaches were really ripe, but there were only four or five peaches hanging on the branches. I don't know who picked the peaches. This made Dongdong feel sad and depressed.

Looking around, there is no record of human foot, but there seems to be no animal in the mountain willing to eat peaches.

Dongdong suddenly remembered the pine tree, was it these naughty little things, shook his head, did not understand.

Dongdong remembers a sentence in the book, that is, heaven and earth are not complete. Since there is no perfect thing in the world, there is no need to worry about it. There are several good ones.

Dongdong carefully picked off the peach and put it in his pocket. There was another one hanging on the top of the tree, which could not be reached. It seems that if you don't climb up, you can't pick it off.

Dongdong put the cloth bag on the ground, and then took off the shoes on his feet. The shoes were given by his neighbor and he couldn't bear to wear them.

Barefoot, climbed to the top of the tree, feel two legs in the non-stop shivering.

With great effort, Dongdong grabbed the peach in his hand and sat on a fork of a tree and gasped.

He didn't eat anything in the morning, and after walking such a long mountain road, he felt thirsty.Looking at the peach, Dongdong couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He thought, if you can eat a mouthful now, what kind of feeling is it? It's just a fairy.

But he held back, because the peach is for his mother, eat a mother to eat one less.

At this time, my stomach cried out, as if in protest. The feeling of hunger swept over one wave after another, which made him a little unbearable.

Dongdong looked at the peach again and said to himself, "just take a small bite and take a small bite."

Dong Dong swallows a mouthful daub, wiped the peach with the clothes, and then bit a little bit.

Sweet, juicy, cold, unclear feeling let Dongdong forget what he said, and ate all the peaches in his hand one after another.

Looking at the peach stone left in the hand, Dongdong cried, crying very sad.

Down from the tree, Dongdong buried the peach stone under the tree, hoping to grow another peach tree, so that he could bring back more for his mother.

When he went down the mountain, Dongdong was always in the state of remorse on his conscience, so his small face was stretched tightly, just like the sky with clouds.

All the way, he was stuck with a stone, kicking all the way until the stone jumped twice and fell into the valley.

Looking at the far away stone, Dongdong smiles, heart said to eat, anyway, there are still six, and then go to other places to see, maybe there will be.

After Dongdong thought this way, he felt much better and went down the mountain. Who knows, in a corner, in the grass, a hand full of blood was stretched out, and he caught his foot and neck.