However, in the northwest corner of this big pit, a large area of reeds was planted by the people on the side, and every time the autumn wind blows, the old man will take a bent machete, come out and cut these reed poles that have lost their leaves, bundle them into bundles, and throw them at the head of the dragon gate, and let the north wind blow.

When the snow had come, the old man dragged the bundle of reeds into the house, and burned a tree root in the brazier beside him, and laid felt on the ground, and drew out the reeds one by one, and cut them with a sword, and as soon as he roasted them on the fire, he began to weave mats.

Often after a winter, the reeds outside are turned into white and yellow reed mats in the courtyard by the old man. When it came to the spring meeting, the old man loaded the mat on a donkey cart and pulled it to the meeting, and after a few days, the mat was sold out.

Relying on this, their family was in the southwest corner of Zhuangzi, and they took the lead in building a large tiled house, and also built a large courtyard, and a very wide deep pit toilet was specially built on the west side of the courtyard.

It is the height of summer, and these reed roots are soaked in the pit water, and they grow very luxuriantly, and a large area of black-green reed seedlings can be seen far away.

This reed field was originally very low, at first there was still a pit below, and then the pit overflowed, and the old man spent a winter, a shovel and an iron shovel to throw up the yellow mud and green mud below, and then slowly piled up into the four squares where the reeds are now planted. But no one expected that in such a small piece of land, those reeds would grow very strong.

This piece of land is not very big, the width is only three or four meters, the length is less than 20 meters, every spring day as soon as the sky heats up, the ground that has been exposed yellow, began to grow a lot of sharp reeds, within a few days, the pit water overflowed, these reeds just like eating and growing fast, soon with the side of the pit bank level.

By the time the fan was shaken, the reeds were rustling in the wind, and a large area shook in the puddle of water, and when someone passed by, it would startle the big birds sleeping in it.

To the east of this reed field, on the high bank of the big pit, there is a protruding ridge, and the thick roots of the big elm trees on the shore are exposed, and those roots are bent and deep down, and sometimes I will sit on these roots, and play all afternoon, and be tireless.

Next to the reed, there is a very thick willow tree, this willow bark I don't know why it was stripped off more than half, but this willow tree is still alive and well, when the reeds all began to ripple green waves, the branches of this willow tree, hanging high, also with this green wave, no bones like left and right swaying.

The water on the side is very clear, but the surface of the water is a little black at night. Now no one is bathing on the other side of the pit, and the whole pit is extremely quiet and solemn. I was standing here in this big willow tree, the night breeze was blowing, the thick poles of the tall reeds were gently swaying, and my eyes were in a trance.

When I look at the village, people are either eating or talking in the house, and very few people come out and hang around. However, it didn't take long for the vocals to settle down, and occasionally a dog barked over, and the night breeze became indistinct.

The reeds also fell silent, the wind stopped, and I saw that these reeds were becoming more and more black and green and more luxuriant in the night. There was an occasional plucking sound in the shallow water below, and the sound of a toad was heard.

The cries were not melodious cries, but one or two, like the sound of a toad pinching your hand. I looked into the reeds, and I saw a long green worm wrapped tightly around a thick reed pole, and a large fat toad was wrapped around it, and the green head of the long worm was opening to swallow the toad's buttocks.

And the toad puffed out its big eyes, its mouth was crooked, and it made a call or two. There's no way, I can't save you, who told you to be too fat to run fast. I saw that the toad was about to be swallowed by the worm, and I shook my hand, I couldn't help it.

The reeds are not very large, and there are many things hidden in them until night. Not only did I see the green worm eating the toad, but I also saw a very thick fat carp burrowing under the reed root, as if there was something delicious under the root.

Whenever the carp saw the muddy yellow mud coming out from under it, the carp would puff out its soft mouth, and the mustache on the side would move to arch the mud. The water was very shallow, and the fat carp's body kept thrashing, and in a short time the water on the side turned into a slurry.

At this time, there were several gray water worms, which swam silently, and when they saw that it was a fat carp fooling around, they swam to the side. After a while, a few more coarse yellow eels came, and these fellows were really slippery, and kept wandering around under the carp, and they didn't seem to get any good, and they disappeared when they drilled into the crevices under the roots of the reeds.

The carp arched for a long time, and felt that it had not eaten anything delicious, so it slapped its tail on the ground, splashing all around, and after a while the carp reached the edge of the deep water, and with a flick of its tail it dived.

The reeds fell into silence, and I sat at the root of the willow tree on the side, and these things came and went under my eyelids, but there was only one, that is, a long green worm had swallowed up the fat toad, and the body of the long worm seemed to be swollen with a big bag, probably too heavy, and the reed pole bent hard to the side, and finally the long worm fell into the shallow water with a thud.

I watched as the long green worm crept up in the shallow water to my eyes, and when it saw me, it just puffed out its eyes for a moment, and then swam to the elm root behind me without expression.

It had only been a few moments since the green worm had passed, and I heard something crawling out of the reed base on the side, like a cloud of soot, arching past my feet.

When I looked at it, it had a very pointed nose, a small tail that was almost negligible, and four extremely short warp legs. I thought it was a little mouse, but when I looked closely, it turned out to be a hedgehog, this little guy was covered in thorns, and he walked very slowly, but the little nose kept sniffing.

I feel like it's headed for the green worm. This green worm swallowed a large toad in its belly, and it couldn't run fast. But this little hedgehog is not half the size of the big toad, how can it catch up with this long worm?

I was curious, so I turned my head to see the little hedgehog running forward. In our area, hedgehogs are rare, they are not like long worms, and they can be found almost everywhere. This hedgehog doesn't know where it came from, and now it's going to chase this green worm.

I saw the green worm crawling towards the root of the elm tree, and it should burrow into the hole under the root of the elm tree. I don't know, I didn't look at it, I sat against the willow tree, staring at this gray hedgehog, and wherever it ran, I saw there.