The trip that Tang Yao fell into when she was a child has made her turn away the carrots and white radishes to this day.

The old house is a big place and the fields are also wide, every time he returns to the old house to live, Tang Yao is most looking forward to going to the fields at dusk. In order to go out justifiably, Tang Yao also actively took over the task of the third aunt and went to the chicken coop to collect freshly baked eggs in the evening. Two or three at a time, warm and gentle in her hand, Tang Yao felt that the little egg was also full of too much meaning in the beginning.

You may not have seen the beauty of the dusk sun shining on half of the fields, but you must have seen the delphinium stepping over the lake. At that time, you were in the middle of the field, as far as the eye could see, there was no one around, you could be unscrupulous, as you wished, you could show the true body in the depths of your soul as you like, like a flying swallow, stepping on the slender ridge that seemed to have no boundaries, you don't have to mind where the end is, you don't have to think about it, you are a gust of wind on the vast land, whistling past without leaving half a cloud. When you're crazy enough, you can also lie down elegantly in the turnip vegetable field, shave a few turnips, whether red or white, and walk back with long leaves. Freedom, at all times and under all circumstances, is something that can be met but not sought. Then have fun in time and have fun.

However, the old horse also stumbled, Tang Yao was too excited once, his soul ran astray, stepped on the air, rolled over the radish field, and directly turned into the living water river on the side.

Tang Yao remembered that it was winter, and she was still wearing a red and white down vest, which was like a lifebuoy when it met the water, properly holding little Tang Yao on the water. But the river was flowing, and the water surface was up and down at Tang Yao's mouth, as if waiting for Tang Yao to open his mouth to enter the fish. Tang Yao was frightened, his soul instantly returned to his place, and he saw the hollow black under the water surface on the side about to roll over. Tang Yao closed his eyes, closed his facial features, and even held his breath, his nose did not dare to open his mouth for half a minute, for fear that the balance between himself and the lake would be broken by a small breath, and he would sink to the bottom of this pitch-black river, and he would never see the fire-like sunset again, shining on the golden beauty of half of the fields.

Suddenly, Tang Yao heard a pop, and a hand grabbed her arm, trying to pull her body up, but I don't know if it was because of insufficient strength or bad posture, Tang Yao was pulled halfway and ran aground.

Tang Yao didn't dare to open his eyes, the stories beside his grandmother's bed in the past were popping out one by one, Tang Yao had to let them jump around in his head, ignore them, and think that if he ignored them, he would probably be able to keep a clear spot in front of his door. The hand was still trying, accompanied by a hysterical roar, as if it was about to pierce the sky and sweep in a devastating manner.

It was the darkest memory of Tang Yao's childhood life. Because Tang Yao couldn't tell what kind of creature it was, whether it was good or evil.

Fortunately, in the end, Zhou's mother passed by the ridge, carried Tang Yao ashore from the river, and led the wet Tang Yao to rush back. Tang Yao's hanging hand was still tightly holding the carrot that he had hurriedly pulled out before falling into the river just now.

After that time, Tang Yao hated carrots very much. For no reason, I just don't like it. Tang Yao went back and changed into the clothes of his third cousin, and sat in front of the big stove for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Poor Xu Xiaochen risked his life to help, but he left a ghost impression in the hearts of the people on the tip of his heart. After talking about "ingratitude" for so many years, we, the righteous lord, do not know anything about it.