Noon.

There was a rustling sound under the dilapidated wooden bed, and there was a piercing "creaking" sound from time to time.

Wang lowered her body and rolled up the tattered cloth sleeves on her arms, showing off her figure even more.

"Go! Go! She held a sparse broom in her hand and slapped the rats under the bed.

"Squeak!"

Finally driving the rats out of the house, Wang breathed a sigh of relief and put down the broom, but suddenly smelled a burnt smell in his nose.

She frowned slightly, her already wrinkled face was even more wrinkled, and she said urgently: "Just care about them, forget the meal!" ”

At that moment, he walked into the house in three steps and two steps, and lifted the lid of the iron pot without caring about the heat.

In the narrow corners of the hut, the few bottles of salt and pickles were neatly arranged, and beside a low stove the smell of burning wafted from the iron pot.

Wang hurriedly took a rag and put it on his hand, and brought the iron pot off the stove, so that he could not spare time and blew his already red fingers a few times.

Putting out a large bowl of rice, her brow relaxed slightly when she saw that only a small part of the bottom of the pot was paste.

"Mother, I'm back," a boy of about eight or nine years old walked into the wooden house with a happy face, carrying a small piece of raw meat tied with a rope in his hand, "Today I followed Uncle Zhang and them to hunt, helped them fight, and finally got a small piece of roe deer meat!" ”

Wang glanced at the boy lovingly, put a large bowl of rice in his hand on the wooden table, and said with a smile: "Go out hunting with you, are you tired?" Are there any injuries? Although you Uncle Zhang and they take care of you, you must be careful, drink this bowl of rice, you are now the time to grow your body, eat more. ”

The boy's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Wang's red fingers, he was a little anxious at the moment, and said, "Mother, what's wrong with your hand?" ”

Wang shook his head and said, "It's just a little hot, it's okay, you hurry up and eat, eat more to grow stronger." ”

The large bowl was almost full of clear soup, and only six or seven vegetable leaves floated on it, and among the vegetable leaves were extravagantly mixed with two pieces of fat and thin meat, and the boy smelled the meat, and his saliva almost flowed down.

picked up the big bowl and was about to eat it, but the boy seemed to think of something, blinked his eyes and said, "Mother, you eat these two pieces of meat, I won't eat them." ”

Wang shook his head and smiled while scraping the bottom of the pot and putting it in his bowl: "My mother has just eaten it, and I have eaten several pieces of meat, and the rest is a little mushy, so my mother makes do with it and eats some more, but it is a waste to lose it." ”

The boy glanced at Wang, lowered his head and picked up the bowl, and ate silently.

Wang was a hard-working orphan girl, and after giving birth to a boy Xiaofu, her husband died in the mountains while hunting.

In this small village at the corner of the Qingluan Mountains, the absence of men is equivalent to the absence of a source of food, after all, this small area is barren and barren, and nothing can be grown, and the food source of the whole village is only ordinary beasts on a hill at the edge of the village.

Strange to say, this Qingluan Mountain Range is surrounded by mountains, and this small peak at the edge of the mountain has been eaten by the village for generations for so many years, and all kinds of wild beasts have never decreased, but more and more.

People think that it is blessed by the mountain god, but this small mountain peak is a nameless mountain, so every household in the village has a statue of the mountain god, and it is called the nameless mountain god, which is extremely reverent and pious.

Wang relied on washing clothes for other people's families and working as a servant for slightly wealthier families, and barely pulled Xiaofu until he was nine years old, although he was not yet forty years old, but because of the devastation of these years, he already looked like an old woman.

Xiaofu is also a sensible child, since he was a child, he knew how to help his hard-working mother share the housework, and when he was a little older, he clamored to follow the village hunter team into the mountains to hunt.

The Wang family can't, so he can only take Brother Zhang next door with him, Xiaofu is also angry, very eye-catching, every time he goes out, he is the most diligent one, and everyone in the village is full of praise for him.

Therefore, although Xiaofu is only nine years old, he can bring back one or two pieces of animal meat to his home from time to time to improve his diet.

He finished eating, but there was a slightly larger piece of meat left at the bottom of the bowl, and he shouted: "Mother, I'm full." ”

Wang looked at the piece of meat at the bottom of the bowl, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Silently put away the dishes and chopsticks, and put the leftover piece of meat in the shabby cupboard.

"It's time to worship the statue of the mountain god."

After cleaning up, Wang pulled Xiaofu and knelt down in front of the statue of the nameless mountain god, and kowtowed respectfully a few times.

Xiaofu, as usual, after kowtowing, subconsciously glanced at the dark statue of the mountain god when he raised his head.

The statue of the mountain god was made by the people of the village a long time ago, carved from ebony and painted with simple colors.

Xiaofu suddenly trembled in his heart, his scalp was numb, and an extremely terrifying feeling struck, but this feeling came and went quickly.

After taking a closer look at the statue of the mountain god that he worshiped every day, he didn't find anything unusual, and Xiaofu couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Xiaofu? What's wrong? Wang's wrinkled face was full of concern.

Xiaofu felt a pain in his heart, his mother was not yet forty years old!

Eating only two meals a day, in addition to green vegetables and wild vegetables, you have to do so much tiring work, and you age too quickly.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but blurt out what he thought in his heart: "Mother, I want to grow up soon, I can hunt myself, use animal skins to make good clothes for you, and let you eat meat every day!" I still have to go out of the village, go to the rumored ancient city of Taichu to build a house, and take my mother to enjoy happiness! ”

The mountain roads here are extremely difficult, and for this small and closed village, the magnificent ancient city of Taichu, which is only a few hundred miles away, is as far away as a legend.

Gently touching Xiaofu's head, Wang just smiled on his face, but muttered in his heart, Xiaofu, when you grow up, your mother will be old.

In the middle of the night, the village is eerily silent.

Occasionally, a few dog barks can be heard, disturbing people's dreams.

When Xiaofu was half asleep and half awake, his eyes were moistened, and his heart hurt unknowingly.

He shook his head and sat up, wiped the corners of his eyes, looked around by the moonlight, and said to himself in confusion: "Mother?" ”

The wooden house is not large, only a dilapidated wooden bed, which can squeeze two people.

The night in late autumn is cold to the bone, and the Wang family has always let Xiaofu sleep inside, while he sleeps outside, so that Xiaofu can be a little warmer.

Xiaofu looked at the almost soaked pillow, and couldn't help but wonder even more: "Why did I shed so many tears in my dream?" Mother, where are you? ”

Put on a shabby cotton coat, open the wooden door, and a cold wind of the cold night poured down like ice water.

Xiaofu shuddered fiercely, but did not close the door, but stuck his head out of the door and shouted in a low voice: "Mother? ”

In the middle of the night, where can my mother go? Even if it's going to the toilet, it's time to come back after going to the toilet for so long?

Standing at the door in a daze, the bone-chilling cold wind hit, Xiaofu shivered, but his heart was even more worried.

A nine-year-old child, because his family is poor, has learned many things early.

Suddenly sensing a sense of peeping behind him, Xiaofu turned his head suddenly, but what he saw was still the dilapidated wooden bed on the four walls of the house and the iron pots and cupboards in the corner.

On the side of the broken wooden bed, there is also a pair of cloth shoes sewn more than half, every stitch and thread are densely packed, extremely tight, it is the winter cloth shoes that Wang has used to save two thick cloths and soles for a long time, and sewed for Xiaofu himself.

The sense of peeping is getting stronger!

Xiaofu's scalp exploded, and he was numb, but he couldn't find the source of the peeping sensation at all!

Sweeping through the wooden house again, the simple furnishings were still the same as usual, only the statue of the mountain god......

Wait a minute! Statue of the mountain god!

On top of the pitch-black face, two red and green painted eyes seemed to come to life, and there was a resentful gaze in them, staring at themselves fiercely!

"Ahh

Xiao Fu Tianling trembled, and a burst of urine gushed out from under his frightened body, ignoring the cold of the night, and rushed out of the door!

In a trance in front of me, it was still a vaguely familiar scene.

Didn't you run out of the door and into the streets of the village? Why are you back in the house?

After all, Xiaofu is only nine years old, no matter how sensible he is, after this fright, his mind has a slight sign of collapse.

He froze in place, just staring blankly at the hideous mountain god statue with a resentful face.

Suddenly, the mountain god's mouth opened in a twist.

Bang bang.

Spit out a pile of snow-white bones.

Xiao Fu looked at the pile of bones, his eyes still blank, until he saw the gap on one of the hand bones.

The little finger of his mother's left hand is missing a small bone.

It was an old wound left by a small finger that was accidentally broken when the mother was washing clothes at the village chief's house the year before last.

The gaze gradually became focused, and the heart-rending cry resounded through the silent night sky.

"Mother!"

After a few moments, the sound in the cabin stopped abruptly.

After a while, the sound of chewing gradually came from the wooden house, which was extremely terrifying.

The strange thing is that the whole village is like a dead village, and there is no sound to come.