It was a sunny afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the sun was particularly dazzling

Xiao Mu came to the back mountain with a slingshot, and the gentle breeze blew, which seemed to be mixed with a peculiar smell.

Xiao Mu followed the peculiar smell against the wind to find the source, and as the smell became stronger and stronger, what caught his eye was a big bag, and the lint was faintly visible.

Surrounded by a cemetery, Xiao Mu looked at the faintly visible lint in the bag, and then looked at the grave, and the picture of listening to the ghost story that Zhang Laohan once told came to his mind, and instantly every hair on his body stood up, and there were bursts of cold sweat.

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and I began to tremble, and my little eyes couldn't help but look hopeful, as if something was approaching me.

Suddenly, Xiao Mu turned around and ran, running faster than a rabbit, ignoring the things around him, and silently reciting in his heart, "The dog's life matters,"

Xiao Mu ran to the house in one breath, and Zhang Laohan, who was squatting by the canal to sharpen his knife, saw Xiao Mu panting and out of breath, so he smiled and asked, "What are you running, are there tigers and leopards chasing behind?" ”

Xiao Mu didn't respond in a hurry, but walked to the canal, picked up the gourd scoop and drank a big scoop of water.

Breathing became slowly calmer and less rapid.

"Outside, grandfather, I saw something on the back mountain, I don't know what it was, it was in a bag, and it showed the lint, it was rotten, it stinks, it smells bad, it can't be a child or something. ”

Zhang Laohan was a little strange after hearing this, and thought to himself: "This kind of thing hasn't happened for a few years, it shouldn't be, if not, then what?"

In other words, if it was a few decades ago, or even farther away, there were often wolves in the mountains behind Zhang Laohan's house, and wolves could often be seen holding children or chickens and ducks here.

Some village names deliberately send chickens, ducks or livestock to prevent wolves from entering the village and harming children, but this has not happened for many years.

In recent years, it has been turned into a cemetery, and the forest has been destroyed a lot, and the trees that used to be large have been cut down, and the original dense forest is long gone.

Even if there are still a few locust trees, there shouldn't be wolves.

Zhang Laohan racked his brains and thought about it for a long time but didn't figure it out, so he decided to go with Xiao Mu to see what was going on.

Put down the work in his hand, went back to the house and took the long knife left many years ago, a wooden stick several meters long, "Go, Xiao Mu, take me to see who is doing the trick." ”

Xiao Mu took Zhang Laohan to the scene, curled up behind Zhang Laohan, pulled the corner of Zhang Laohan's clothes, and trembled.

Xiao Mu pointed to the foul-smelling bag and said, "Grandpa, look, it's that bag." ”

Zhang Laohan took out the wooden stick in his hand, turned to Xiao Mu and said, "What are you afraid of, look at your cowardice, can you look a little manly, get out of the way, don't pull me, affect my operation." ”

Xiao Mu let go of his little hand that had nowhere to put it, and moved away from Zhang Laohan timidly.

Zhang Laohan was poked with a dead wooden stick, and the stench became stronger and stronger. Immediately picked it open, and saw that the bag was full of maggots, densely packed.

"Hey, what should I be, it turned out to be a dead chicken, really, I was shocked, and I walked home, and I stinked to death. Zhang Laohan turned to Xiao Mu and said.

Hearing Zhang Laohan say this, Xiao Mu's nervous mood calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's also funny, I was scared half to death by this thing, maybe I thought too much.

After returning home and telling the old man about it, he was laughed at by the old man, all of which was like a prank.

But who would have thought that this foul-smelling thing would become the bane and affect Zhang Laohan's family.

It didn't take long for Zhang Laohan's poultry to become depressed, and the "fighting chicken" that was originally alive and well has now become a plague chicken.

At first, Zhang Laohan's family didn't care about it, thinking that it was because of the weather, but in fact it was not.

"Grandpa, grandpa, why are there several chickens in our house that have died. Xiao Mu shouted as she ran.

Zhang Laohan, who was cooking in the kitchen, hurriedly ran out, "I'll take a look at where it is." ”

Xiao Mu took Zhang Laohan to the chicken pen, only to see chicken feathers flying at the door, and about five or six lying on the ground, reaching out and touching the stiffness of the body, it was indeed dead.

Zhang Laohan thought about it, these chickens didn't become like this because of the weather, they were definitely sick.

got up and said to Xiao Mu: "Xiao Mu, grandpa goes to the town to buy some medicine, you first take these chickens to the cage and put them away, and then your grandmother comes back and let him deal with it, and then you go and boil some hot water and wait for your grandmother to come back." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Laohan left in a hurry.

Along the way, Zhang Laohan met a lot of people who went to the town to buy medicine, and learned that he didn't know what was going on recently, the poultry in the eight villages of ten miles and eight villages had the plague, and the village names were miserable.

After Zhang Laohan came back from buying medicine, he fed the poultry, but the disease was still not controlled, and the poultry died every day.

Seeing a large number of poultry die, Zhang Laohan's family had no choice but to watch them die.

After being looted, the poultry is now facing total annihilation, and all this came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

fell, Zhang Laohan fell after all, how strong Zhang Laohan fell with his own poultry one by one, and he also fell.

Under the blow of reality, he has nothing, everything is in vain, the food is gone, the only hope for poultry is gone, and the chance to turn over is gone.

During that time, the house was full of poultry meat, both dried and fresh, which could have been sold for a good price, but now there is no penny, so I can only keep it for myself.

During that time, no one had an appetite, although there was meat on the table, fried and boiled, it can be said that everything was available, but the chopsticks were so heavy that people couldn't pick them up.

And although Xiao Mu has not yet been involved in the world, he seems to have some thoughts.

Why did they infect their poultry so far away from the village?

Why do dead chickens appear in the mountains behind their homes, is it also man-made? And their own poultry usually happen to return to the back mountain, is it that the dead chickens carry the plague? And their own poultry are infected by it, and then it spreads.

Undoubtedly, Xiao Mu's idea is valid, but who did it, it is unknown.

The sensible Xiao Mu did not break it down, but comforted Zhang Laohan and his wife first.

"Grandpa, don't be sad, since everything has happened, what can we do, we can only accept the facts, no matter how sad we are, it will be useless, this will only hurt ourselves. ”

Although this is a child's words, it is not unreasonable, and many times, in the face of reality, we seem very small.