Unlike crows, the white-throated red-rumped bulbul is smaller and more docile, and although it eats locusts and bugs, it is obviously different from frogs, just like the monks, who feel that eating pork is killing, and eating vegetables is not killing, but the truth is that everything that has life is life. So this time, unlike the crow, he invested more emotions in it. But he still had to face the same problem, when school started, he put it back in the jungle on a mountain, and when he went to see it the next day, his mother was still parked on that tree, thinking that he would definitely die if he put it here, and he didn't know that he was looking for food, so he had no choice but to take it down and take it home to continue raising.

It is not as picky as a crow, basically only eats frogs, and sees that it still eats some rice, so he puts it at home and asks his mother to help feed him twice when he goes to school, and then raises it himself on weekends, but then it has been raised until almost winter, and it still dies, probably because of the cold and the nest is dirty, and he has lost a lot of feathers, and he feels very sad and vows never to raise birds again.

When one creature becomes a doll of another, their fate is always tragic.

The sun is shining,

On a hillside, a pair of peasants were turning the soil with their hoes, and when they were about to reach a corner of the field, they heard a "quack", and a young pine tree beside the ground suddenly fell, almost hitting the Qianhai wheel, and they were both startled.

Xia Chuyang squatted down and carefully inspected the broken tree, the leaves were still emerald green, and some juice was poked out of the bark with a hoe, there was no doubt that the tree was alive and not dry, but there was no wind now, but the section was as neat and terrible as a saw.

Chu Yang thought about it for a while, thinking that it might be accidental, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

In the evening of the same day, Qian Hailun carried a basket of wild vegetables to feed the pigs from outside, and when he arrived home, he collapsed in the house.

When she was about to chop it the next day, she found that the wild vegetable pile was actually full of mushrooms, she didn't know what was going on, she told her husband Chu Yang, Chu Yang felt that the continuous things were too weird, so he went to his father Xia Xingwang's house to ask what was going on. His father Xingwang was a rare master of Miao medicine in the village, and at the same time knew some fortune-telling and rituals, etc., and was very famous around the village, and cured many diseases. He only got a hint from his father about his idea not to go near the road in the near future.

After school on the weekend, Xia Qianye and his friends went home as usual, and he often thought about it on the road, all kinds of plots, all kinds of fighting moves and all kinds of flying moves, how good he was, and so on.

On the road to the village, they were fighting, saying that it was brains, but in fact he was too small and had been bullied, one classmate threw a small pebble into his collar, the other two snatched his hat and threw it around, and another pushed him into the middle of the road.

As mentioned in the movie Don't Mess with the Ants, it seems natural for the powerful to bully the weak and have fun with it, while proving their superiority.

At this time, a car drove over, and just stopped next to him, and the car was full of people who came back from the market, and the driver angrily shook the car door and scolded him fiercely, "If I hadn't controlled it well today, your life might have been gone...... Who made you suddenly run into the middle of the road",

He lowered his head and basically didn't reply, trying to explain to him in the middle, "I was pushed", but the driver didn't seem to hear it, and continued his angry words.

Yes, when a person is angry, you explain to him that everything is empty, he can't listen to it at all, what he wants to hear is that you sincerely admit your mistakes, which is the same as a joke about being mistakenly grabbed in a mental hospital to prove that you are not mentally ill, what you need to prove is not that you are not mentally ill, but that your mental illness is cured.

After he got home, his mother Qian Hailun reproached me and said that just as I was on the way home, I heard someone say, "Your child is almost dying today", saying that he had been going to study for a long time, and that he didn't need to study anymore, so he sent you to study, but you almost lost your life......

In fact, his parents were very supportive of his studies, which may have come from their own experiences. Qian Hailun used to have good grades, when she was in the third or fourth grade, she was often called home by her parents to help take care of her younger siblings and do housework, and she was called home several times on the way to class, she felt very faceless, so she stopped reading, and later studied with her A lot of them became officials, and she felt a little regretful and unwilling in her heart. His father, Xia Chuyang, did not stop reading because he had no face, but after he entered the fourth grade, he had to go to study in the next village, and the children in the next village often beat him, and in the end he was beaten and did not dare to read anymore.

Society is not as bright as the textbooks say, darkness is universal, just as the philosophical contradictions cannot eliminate each other, they can only be constantly transformed. More precisely, it should be like this, the reason why the world is bright is because there are too many restrictions in peacetime, and the nature of living things is to survive, which is undoubtedly dark, but breaking through the restrictions in such a context is a heavy price for ordinary people. And where justice is victorious, it is because the victorious side will be called justice. The contest between light and darkness, we can get the answer from physics, in terms of quantity, between the starry galaxies, shrouded in boundless darkness, in terms of mass, full of unknown black holes are devouring shining stars, who wins and who loses, the answer can be imagined, and generalized, after all, the truth is universal.

When he was in elementary school, his father mainly went to the city to do some temporary manual work to earn a little money, and there was a popular phenomenon among them, some famous peasant workers each carried a shovel on the side of the street, waiting for the foreman in need to come and shout to work, most of the time there were a lot of people, and when they came to work, they had to grab it, and if they were slow, there would be no more. At night, they lay the quilts they brought with them on slate bricks to protect them from the rain. His father usually goes home once every fifteen to twenty days, his mother habitually helps him record the number of days he has gone and the money he earns in a shabby book, which can generally earn two or three hundred yuan, and his father will tell him something every time he comes back, once his father is very happy to mention one thing, there is a family in the city, their toilet is made of plastic buckets, every time it is almost full, he is asked to help clean up, he shows off that it is the most cost-effective job he has ever done, it is very easy and earns a lot of money, The man was satisfied, and he came to him many times later.

He was very timid when he was a child, and often did not dare to go home for lunch, saying that it was dark on the other side of the house, because he had heard the elders talk and discuss with each other about the many phenomena of ghost haunting in recent times. For example, here's the one:

There was a grandfather and two children in a nearby village who died in a car accident, and his family had a dog, because he was not cared for in place, a child's blood was licked by the dog, and some bite marks were seen in the next bar, the dog went to school, strung one classroom after another, and finally sat on the child's original stool to listen to the class, and the whole school was panicked.

It's not a ghost story novel, just click to the end. Whether it is science or superstition, those universally applicable laws are always awe-inspiring and unwilling to touch.

His elders also told him that there are still some coincidences in saying that there is such a thing as superstition, and that he can't believe it if he believes it.

If he was to talk about ghosts, he did see it twice with his own eyes when he was a child.