The crooked-necked jujube tree in front of my yard has been many years, and it bears fruit every year, and as soon as the fifteenth of July passes, my second aunt and sister-in-law spread the silk mat for drying cotton under the jujube tree, and then took a long bamboo pole with a sickle tied to the tip, stretched it out between the branches of the jujube tree, hung the thickest and reddest jujube branches, and shook them desperately, and the red circles of jujubes fell on this silk mat like bursting beans.

As everyone knows, under this crooked neck jujube tree, there is a boxy pit, whether it is a hot day or a cold day, this pit is full of half-pit pickled dung water. If you don't spread this silk mat, those sweet and crispy dates will fall into this pit.

But now I forgot about the existence of the pit, and only looked up at the skeleton hornet that interested me so much, and I fell silently into the pit a few steps out of the courtyard gate.

At the moment when the dung water was about to flood my eyes, I felt that the skeletal hornet, which looked extremely powerful and domineering, suddenly shot towards my eyebrows like an arrow, and the huge and powerful stinger suddenly pierced deeply, and before I could cry out in pain, the dung water completely submerged me......

I thought to myself, it's over, it's over, it's completely over, I know this pit, it's boxy, the edge is high and steep, and at my young age, I can't climb it anyway.

I was thinking in horror underwater that when I was drowning in this dung water, I never thought that my fifth wife in my backyard passed by in front of my yard and saw my head floating in the pit one by one, and when I saw that something was wrong, and when I saw the clothes I was wearing, I knew that I had fallen into the pit.

These five grandmothers are also very powerful, seeing that my head is exposed, holding the crooked neck jujube tree with one hand, stretching out the other hand, grabbing the hair left on the back of my head, and pulling me out alive......

After the fifth grandmother fished me out, she didn't think that my body smelled bad, so she stripped me naked, put my feet upside down and put them upside down on the stone in my yard, just pressed on my chest, watched me get angry for a while, kept pouring feces in my mouth, and there was a smile on my face, knowing that I would not die.

After I fully recovered, the fifth grandmother went to my house, found my pants and vest, dressed me, went to the stove house and gave me a bowl of brown sugar water for me to drink, and then told me not to go out in the yard, press some water, and wash my body. , I locked up my yard from the outside, and I went down to turn over the sweet potato seedlings with a basket......

I also considered it fateful, and I fell into the pit and asked the five grandmothers to pick it up. I sat in the courtyard in a state of shock, thinking to myself as I pressed the water, how could I have become a demon, and ran over the pit in spite of it.

I heard my father say that this skeletal hornet is extremely poisonous, and the calf of the Erhei family in Zhuang Shang was stung to death by this skeletal wasp......

And now, I remember the moment when I fell into the pit and was flooded with feces, the huge skeletal wasp with a red glow stung my eyebrows, but why haven't I had any poisoning reaction until now?

I reached out and touched my eyebrows, nothing changed, my nails picked at it, but there was a slight feeling of wood redness, and nothing else seemed to happen.

I was very strange, I was stung by the very small bee raised by Uncle Haifu's family, and my lips were swollen for almost two weeks, and the poison of this little bee is far less than that of this huge skeletal wasp, but my forehead is not a little swollen and painful, which is really strange.

I simply didn't press the water, just sat on the rock, tilted my head to look at the little broken sun shooting down from the leaves, and kept thinking in my head, why is this happening, am I really different now?

After a while, I heard birds flying in the air, and when I looked up, I saw a large flock of black neem starlings, flying from the west, chirping and landing on the neem tree in my yard, as if they wanted to completely destroy the remaining neem seeds on my neem tree.

I jumped off the stone, ran to the neem tree to look, looked at it, those neem starlings who didn't know the rules began to pick up their butts, very sharp to a thin shit, I really saw it, it was a large group of neem starlings, pulling up the shit is not only one bird to pull down, seeing several birds shooting down together, I was a spirit, I wanted to jump back.

Unexpectedly, I jumped diagonally upwards like a spring, and jumped over the wall of my yard. I myself was a little stunned, but fortunately, the old man with the white beard taught me how to control the speed of my jump, so I stabilized my mind and slowly fell outside the wall.

But I thought these neem starlings were so hateful, and I hated them to the extreme, and I had just been flooded by the dung from the pit outside, and my heart was even more angry, so I lifted my feet and ran diagonally towards the top of the neem tree.

Don't say it, this trick is quite good, I just went up with a bang like a meat bullet, only to hear the wind whirring in my ears, and the large group of neem starlings who were chirping suddenly came to my eyes.

I'm quite angry in my heart, these neem starlings are so lawless, more than once they want to pull their thin with neem seeds on my head, and I can't wait to catch them now, and stuff these neem seeds into their stomachs again, hum.

Perhaps it was because I had not yet mastered the technique of flying upwards, but I had just scurried between the branches and leaves of the neem tree, and at once I bumped into the branch, and as soon as these birds saw that I had a black behemoth suddenly flying over, they were so frightened that they chirped a few times, splashed a bubble of, and flew away without a trace.

My plan was shattered, and it fell to a stumbling end. I thought to myself, hmph, now it's okay, you come again, it's strange to see if I don't clean you up. I moved the little red bench and sat under the neem tree with my head tilted and waited, but my neck was twisted, and the guys never flew over......

I sat under the neem tree, and suddenly I felt that there was nothing interesting in the yard, and those water bees were still so clumsily lying at the water's edge, even if the Jin Gang flew over and danced the figure eight, I felt that they had no spirituality.