The little girl's family has been making trouble for several days, and the chickens and dogs are restless.

"Look, they're all little rat cubs, not very smart, how much will this be ruined if they grow up!" The middle-aged woman carried the rat cage and chatted with her husband.

"The one stuck to the rat board yesterday is even smaller than this one, and if you put a new one on the table tonight, you might be able to catch it." The man said as he took the cage and walked out the door to the garbage dump outside to dispose of it.

The girl felt as if she was in trouble, and in order not to be blamed, she did not tell her mother. But I hate the dead mouse in my heart, and I have some regrets.

The little girl's name is Meimei, which is a nickname. When I was in elementary school, my family vacated the small dark room next to the main house and let her exercise to sleep alone.

Children's imagination is endless, especially at night, as long as the lamp is pulled, all the demons and monsters will come out.

Ghosts, things that don't have a physical body make people feel extra scared.

Some of the cartoons are also very scary, detective cartoons of animals, and the ghosts in them are the psychological shadows of Meimei for a long time. It's just that she loves that cartoon very much, and she often looks back on it when she grows up.

When she was a child, she often got into the quilt in fear, her whole body shrunk into a ball, and she pulled the corners of the quilt tightly, not allowing a trace of gaps.

Although it was next to his parents' room, as soon as the door closed, this small dark room seemed to become an island, and loneliness and fear suddenly came to my heart.

Many adults feel that there is nothing to worry about their children's lives, they have no heart and lungs, except for eating and playing, and they are reluctant to let them learn something, which is purely underwhelming.

Some children may be like that, but Meimei is a different child. Her difference may be that she thinks more.

Meimei has a color TV at home, which is Meimei's favorite thing for a long time.

CCTV, every Monday to Friday, a variety of children's small columns. All kinds of old movies on local stations, half-hour cartoons that I like to watch at lunchtime.

In short, when the TV is on, she feels that the house is lively. The most uncomfortable time is when the TV is broken, the remote control is broken, and the power goes out. Without the sound of the TV, she always felt that the home was frighteningly quiet, and her heart was empty.

However, she has also suffered a lot of reproaches because of TV.

Seeing bad eyes, not going out to play, and wasting electricity are all the original sins of TV.

If you ask her when she grows up, what are you fascinated by?

She may paraphrase a popular saying, "I'm not watching TV, I'm lonely."

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Noble was lying on his stomach in his new nest, thinking about what he was going to do in the future.

In the past few days, other rat cubs have begun to come out of the nest one after another, relying on their own skills to forage for food. Because the mother rats are already planning to kick them out of the house and fend for themselves.

The rat grows really fast, and the mother rat can no longer afford to open so many mouths.

It's just that every day or two, there will be one less little mouse coming back, and according to his experience, eighty percent has been humanely destroyed.

Noble is not sad at all, according to human words, natural selection, survival of the fittest, has been like this throughout the ages.

The mother mouse looked at her biggest cub and wondered if this guy's brain was broken. Bai Chang is so big that he doesn't even dare to come out of the nest.

Is it possible to gnaw at the old?

No, you have to take it out to learn how to find food, if you can't learn it, then kick it out of the nest and fend for itself!

The mother mouse bites the tail of her cub and motions for it to follow.

Noble couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to get up and get out of the nest.

From a distance, he slipped through the miscellaneous items in the drawer and slipped out of the cabinet through a broken cabinet door.

Glancing vigilantly at the empty living room, there was no one, and the mother mouse scurried around the corner of the wall all the way into the sewer mouth of the courtyard.

Noble didn't want to go at all, he had lived a thousand years of pampered life, where could he stand such a dirty and messy place, and he was awkward and unwilling to go.

The female mouse thought that this guy would not dare, so she slipped back and ran back. Holding the stalk in his mouth, he quickly moved to the yard with slight difficulty, through the kennel.

The little yellow dog in the kennel was chained, and saw the big mouse get up and bark twice, stretching out his paws to scratch, but before he rushed to the kennel, he let the tinkling chain pull his neck, and he was unwilling to roar at the mouse.

The female mouse didn't even look at it, and the small sewer with tiles, the edges of the tiles were covered with black and green moss, and they ran out of the courtyard wall, which was the backyard vegetable patch.

When she arrived at the wild mint grass nest against the outer wall, the mother rat laid down the cubs.

I can't bring it, I really can't bring it.

This stupid cub, the meat is really fat, so you don't need to raise it in the future. There is an endless vegetable field behind this, so if you don't have anything to eat, grab it with voles.

It's better than a day trip to the territory of the two-legged beast.

The mother mouse took her cubs to see what could be eaten in the vegetable patch, and she was glad that it was not winter.

You can eat the rhizomes of radishes, cabbage leaves, and small insects.

Omnivorous is so powerful.

When the mother rat saw that the cub took a bite of the small vegetable leaf, she thought it was okay.

If you know how to eat, you are not a fool.

Turn around and go back the way you came.

Only then did Noble stop clicking and spit out the chewed lettuce leaves. Look at the sky, I'm finally free, and it seems that I'll have to rely on myself in the future. He has been interacting with these rats, and he has a headache.

They are not all the way to him.

The little mouse crawled back into the corner and waited, and at noon the sewer began to flow a gurgling stream of water, accompanied by a chopped vegetable leaf or two, which was relatively clean.

Noble stretched out his flesh-colored little paws, picked up the upper layer of water to wet his dirty hair, and after a while, he became a soup rat.

Smooth out the hairs one by one, pick a mint leaf to cover your eyes, bask in the afternoon sun, and stretch your waist.

He hadn't eaten anything since he entered this body, but he wasn't hungry.

Feeling the fur on his body sunburned, he moved, and felt that his limbs were full of strength.

He spent days in the nest just to regain his original energy. Before he became an immortal, he was also the strongest among the fierce mountain rats, how can he do it with such a weak body now?

Sensing that there was no threat nearby, Noble grabbed the corner of the wall and climbed up the crack in the brick and cement wall, just like a human climbing on a cliff, but here it went straight up and down, a steep one.

Follow the courtyard wall up the dark blue plastic sewer on the kitchen exterior wall and climb up to the second-floor bungalow.

The platform on which the straw mats were stored on the bungalow made a nest, and there was a place to stay for the time being.

As night falls, the wind blows through the trees around the house, making a brushing sound. Occasionally, a bird returns to its nest and squeaks twice.

The sunset in the countryside is gorgeous, and although it is about to be swallowed up by the night, it is still very beautiful and vibrant, unlike the clouds in the heavenly realm, which look the same as if they were painted.

It's dull and boring.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a beautiful view.

Noble leans on the rough cement fence, his two front paws on his bulging cheeks, looking at the sky in the distance.

The little mouse remembered that when he lived in the cupboard, the thing called the TV that often sounded at dinner was interesting, like listening to a story.

In the past few days, it seems to be a ghost story on TV, and the parents of this little girl like to watch it and have been guarding this station.

The little girl also looks, she is used to it. Every day after dinner, I took advantage of the news broadcast time to write my homework, sat on the sofa bed with my parents, watched two episodes of TV series and then went to sleep.

In this way, the time passed with a "boom".

Every time she turned off the TV, Meimei always felt empty in her heart, and was urged by her parents to go back to her cabin, staring at the small window on the door, until the lights next door also dimmed, and the room fell into darkness.

When she first slept alone, Meimei was scared and pulled the lamp rope at the head of the bed.

But when her parents saw a light in the middle of the night, they would always tell her to turn off the light. After all, it is not a wealthy family, and the electricity bill is still quite expensive, and it costs a lot of electricity to turn on the lights overnight!

That night, the girl was lying on a large iron bed with paint off, with an orange, orange and red towel on her back, covering her face, and she couldn't sleep.

The surface of the iron bed is covered with bamboo chips, and you can feel the strips under you through the mattress, and you are more awake.

Parents think that children can't sleep on too soft beds, which is not good for the waist, and they don't know if there is a scientific reason. But she's also fat, and she doesn't hurt when she slaps in, and if she's as thin as a pea princess, she's probably bruised and swollen.

In the TV I just watched, there was a plot where there were skeletons under the bed, and the heroine slept on the bed without knowing it. As soon as the skeleton appeared, Mei Mei was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her eyes, and curiously leaked a slit from her index and middle fingers to see.

Her mother saw that she was scared and told her to go to bed early, because she had to go to school tomorrow.

Meimei was not happy, and refused to leave the sofa with her buttocks, saying that she was not afraid, not afraid at all.

If the TV series doesn't end, I won't go to sleep obediently.

Mother couldn't resist her, so she simply didn't care, anyway, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was time to play the end credits immediately.

With the sound of annoying advertisements, "Cure rhinitis, choose a good medicine, just use a certain rhinitis Ning" TV "snapped" with a black screen, and my mother unplugged the socket in order to save electricity.

When the girl got into the quilt by herself, she suddenly felt that her neck was cold, she lifted a little corner of the quilt, and quickly covered it, and her body curled up tighter.

As the night wore on, the house grew quieter and quieter, so quiet that I could hear my own breathing.

The girl's brain begins to cloud, a precursor to falling asleep.

Gurgle~

Gurgle~

The sound of what appeared to be a descent down stairs exploded in Meimei's scalp, and the head of her own bed was next to the wall of the stairs. Separated by a wall, the sound is exceptionally clear.

The girl was nervous and wanted to see if her parents would hear about it and go out to have a look.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement again, Meimei pinched her arm and decided not to sleep tonight, and she must guard the door.

The next morning, the girl got up late, hurriedly took the change and hurried to the school, and once entered the classroom after the bell rang.

The rule in this class is that students who are late take turns cleaning the toilets.

In the mocking gaze of the whole class, the girl was once again written down by name, bowed her head and walked to her seat and sat down.

After school at noon, my mother was stir-frying in the kitchen, and at noon was her favorite rice.

Parents in this family love to eat pasta, usually if she knew to eat rice, she would have obediently set the table and chopsticks in the yard, waiting to eat.

"Mom."

"Huh?"

"I heard someone coming down the stairs last night, it was loud, did you hear me?" Meimei's brows furrowed, feeling that the matter was very serious.

When my mother heard it, she was still a little scared, thinking that it was a thief in the house, so she hurriedly asked a few words carefully, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and concluded disapprerovitly.

"It's okay, it's a mouse, don't be afraid."

"No way, it's so loud." Meimei was still skeptical.

"Oh, it must be a mouse, you let Jean, bring a plate and call your dad to eat."

The mother poured the vegetable pot into the white porcelain plate, and the remaining leaves were scraped twice with the spatula, making a clattering iron sound.

Without a convincing answer, Meimei still seemed preoccupied, but she still ate deliciously at lunch.

Mom didn't care about her thoughts, kid! There are always all sorts of ideas that are forgotten after a while.

The next day was Sunday, and her parents went to work in the fields, and there was a power outage, or maybe her parents turned off the electric switch, but she didn't know this when she was a child. Meimei didn't want to do her homework either, so she lay in bed and remembered last night's TV series.

So he rolled down, lifted the thick sheets, and looked under the dark bed. I took out a flashlight, got half of my body into it, and took a picture of every corner.

She didn't dare to look at it at night, and she was really afraid that it would drag on until daytime.

Naturally, there was nothing under the bed except dust, and Meimei let go of half of her heart.

Tidy up the messy bed and pull your little red lace pillow down.

Damn!

The little girl jumped back in fright, feeling the cool air on her back turn into a physical entity.