The first stubborn pig

"I want to try again. The stubborn pig stopped suddenly.

The monkey didn't stop it, something hot was surging up from its chest, and some droplets of water were spilling out of its eye sockets.

"In ancient times, there were no birds, no fish, no humans, and there were endless forests everywhere on earth," Dahl said. ”

"How so?" I asked, puzzled.

"Because no one cut down, the forest survived. ”

I was amazed by Mr. Dahl's logical reasoning ability, which made me suddenly understand many problems that I had not understood before, such as the fact that the heads of the famous comedians Chen Peisi and Ge You were the result of indiscriminate deforestation.

However, he only answered half of my questions, and I would love to know the other half's answers, you know, I was a person who loved to break the casserole and ask questions from a young age.

"That ......" I just opened my mouth, but he stopped me. His little eyes shone through the thick lenses, shining with wisdom, as if they were about to penetrate my chest and pierce my heart.

"Don't forget jì, I once went to heaven......"

Then I remembered that he had gone to heaven, in God's computer, he had read the history of civilization on earth, and God could not be wrong, and I was ashamed of my ignorance, and at the same time envious of his legendary experience.

"What I'm going to talk about is what you're going to ask. Mr. Dahl said slyly.

The following is what Mr. Dahl said, and I have to record it as follows:

At that time, the forest was full of dense fruit trees, and the fruits were ripe at all four times.

Walking into the forest, you will first smell the enticing fruity fragrance, you will feel as if you have entered the beautiful Garden of Eden, you will definitely be salivating, not only you, but the animals in the whole forest feel exactly the same as you.

I regret that I was born today, how good it would have been if I had been born at that time, I love to eat fruits, and I love to eat all fruits.

However, Mr. Dahl's later words made me glad that I was not born at that time, and I have to thank my parents, whose late marriage and late childbearing brought me to this happy society.

Without further ado, let's hear Mr. Dahl's description:

What the animals look forward to most is a windy day, preferably with a strong wind.

Because after the wind passes, there is always a layer of ripe fruit at the bottom of the tree.

They picked up, ate, eaten, picked, and picked, and some of the greedy little animals couldn't even wait for the wind to stop, so they ran under the tree to pick up fruits to eat, and they had big and small bags on their heads, which hurt so much.

But there are too few windy days, especially windy days.

The more anxious I was, the more there was no wind.

The animals stared at the ripe fruit on the trees, helpless.

"We should learn to walk trees. The pig suddenly stood up and said.

At this time, the monkey walked towards a tree. (Maybe the word "crawl" wasn't invented at the time.) ）

"I can't really go up," said the monkey, "it's too steep, I've walked through many mountains, but never one has ever been so steep." ”

"Walking up to the tree, it's impossible. I don't know who said that.

Some of the animals shook their heads, some sighed, some grimaced at the pigs, said "wait for your good news", and then walked away as if they were none of their business.

"We should still try. The pig said to himself.

"Friend, don't waste your efforts," the monkey is a friend of the pig, it did not go away, it knew the temper of this friend, stubbornly a few cows could not pull it back, but still wanted to persuade it a few words.

Let's call pigs stubborn pigs. I'd love to cheer for the stubborn pig shouts, but the times are so far away that it may not be heard.

The stubborn pig didn't seem to hear anything, and walked straight to a tree.

For the sake of narrative convenience, the word "walk" was changed to climb for the time being, although there was no such word as "climbing trees" at that time.

The stubborn pig climbed, climbed, fell, fell, I don't know how many butts I fell.

The monkey watched from the sidelines, and it was tempted to go over and persuade him, but he understood that persuasion would not help.

There are some animals gathered next to it to watch the excitement.

"Look, it's an asshole. The wolf pointed to the stubborn pig's cocked tail and screamed.

The animals laughed, and the forest suddenly added some joy.

The exhausted stubborn pig was so red and white from laughter that it tried with all its might to drag its tail down, but despite the pain of grinning, the tail was still cocked high, as if it had deliberately opposed it.

At that time, the animals were noble and lowly, and some tail-dragging animals such as wolves and stubborn pigs were envied by everyone.

Because of this, the dog has been laughed at by wolves many times.

Let's call the wolf a tailing wolf.

"As soon as you fart, there will be a gust of wind in the forest. The tailed wolf laughed at the dog's tail for not covering his buttocks.

"It's a typhoon. "I don't know who helped me, and I don't know where it picked up the words.

Naturally, there was a burst of laughter.

The dog would run away with a red face, and he would complain to himself, why didn't he grow a pig's tail?

Because of the constant beware of animal ridicule, dogs have always cowered for a long time, and they don't even dare to pee publicly, they always hold their pee, they can't hold back their pee, and when there is a sound, they immediately run away, for fear that others will find out, but like a thief, and over time, they have developed a habit.

Let's call it a typhoon dog.

No further ado.

No, the stubborn pig didn't learn to climb the tree, and his tail was upside down, which is really a disaster. Since then, the stubborn pig has become very introverted, often walks with its head down, sometimes talks to itself, hums a little song when it is happy, and no longer socializes with anyone except the monkey.

"It's not early today, rest first, and it's not too late to practice tomorrow. "The monkey came out and cleared the siege.

I don't know if it was because it was ridiculed by the tailed wolf, or because it was really tired, the stubborn pig followed the monkey very obediently this time and left the land of right and wrong.

"You better stop practicing," the monkey advised as he walked, "I don't think anything will come of it." ”

As he walked, the stubborn pig seemed to be thinking about something, and his cocked tail was swinging from side to side, which was somewhat funny.

They walked over to another fruit tree, which was full of red apples, the smell of fruit reaching into their nostrils, and something moist suddenly appeared in their thirsty mouths, followed by a whirlpool of the stomach and intestines.

They are indeed hungry.

There was no wind in the forest for several days, and very little fruit fell from the trees.

Because the forest covers the sky and the sun, wild grasses and wild vegetables do not grow luxuriantly. Often, as soon as one or two leaves are spit out, the animals snatch them into their stomachs as a delicacy.

Some animals sat next to the rotting old tree trunks, waiting quietly.

"Are you waiting for the rabbit?" the clever child would have asked when he heard this.

No！No！No！

You are very wrong this time, because the animals at that time have not yet formed a habit of the jungle, besides, the most people who stand next to the dead trees are rabbits, how can there be a reason for rabbits to wait for rabbits?

What exactly are they waiting for?

"Don't worry," said Mr. Dahl, taking a sip of water, pausing deliberately, ignoring my heart running out of his stomach at this time, and only after clearing his throat did he continue his sermon slowly,

"What they are waiting for is a mushroom ......"

As soon as the mushroom emerges from the grass, from the rotting trunk, from the cracks in the trunk, from the animal droppings, someone picks it with lightning speed.

"Ah, I see. "I can't help but think of the "Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" I sang when I was a child, and I actually sang it with my hands.

"Little girl picking mushrooms,

Carrying a large bamboo basket on his back.

Barefoot in the morning,

Walk through the woods and hills

She picks the most mushrooms,

as many as the stars that are innumerable,

She picks the largest mushrooms,

It's as big as that hill.

Oh ho ......"

"It's so much fun to pick mushrooms!" I took Dahl's hand and said excitedly, "Let's go to the woods to pick mushrooms together......

Dahl wasn't excited, he smiled wryly, and I could see that he was immersed in something, his mind wandering in a closed environment.

"Mushroom picking is a very boring thing," Dahl said suddenly, startling me, and he continued, "you must have thought that mushroom picking was a very easy thing to do, and if it was easy, it was now, definitely not then. Since mushrooms are in short supply, many animals have set their sights on mushroom babies that have not yet been born. ”

"Baby mushrooms?" I exclaimed, "what a beautiful word." ”

"Yes, but no one tasted the beauty of the word at that time, and the people lived on food, and they only knew that mushrooms held up half the sky for them. ”

I regretted my gaffe and stopped interjecting.

"It takes a keen eye," says the chicken, who is good at spotting baby mushrooms, whenever talking about the experience of mushroom picking.

When animals educate their children, they always say, "You should have eyes like chickens." ”

It is said that the owl's eyes were developed at that time.

The rabbit's eyes were also red at this time.

The animals standing by the dead trees carefully observe the movements around them, and they must clearly determine where the baby mushrooms will come from. Only in this way can you easily get cute baby mushrooms in front of everyone's eyes.

They are particularly accurate.

It's like a geology expert determining whether there's oil beneath the ground.

It's all forced, it's starvation.

The slightest imperceptible crack in the ground, no, not even the slightest loosening of the floating soil, or the slightest sound of mushroom growth beneath the ground, could not escape their eyes and ears.

If there are no other animals around, they will wait patiently for a while, you know, mushrooms grow fast.

Then they will use their sharp claws to cut through the soil, dig up the mushrooms, and eat them beautifully, or take them back and give them to the children.

Many of the animals have sharp claws, which must have been honed at the time, but most of them are not used to pick mushrooms now.

"I want to try again. The stubborn pig stopped suddenly.

The monkey didn't stop it, something hot was rising from its chest, and some beads rolled out of its eye sockets.

"I'll give you a hand. The monkey said.

"No," said the stubborn pig, "you better find something to eat, I can do it myself." ”

Where can I find food?

There was not even a shadow of wild grass or wild vegetables in the whole forest, and the dead trees were full of animals squatting "waiting for mushrooms". The monkey didn't want to go over and join in the fun, so he turned around and came back empty-handed.

The moon had risen, and the forest was silent.

Occasionally, you can hear some squeaks, which are the sound of baby animals sucking milk, and most of the animals fall asleep, leaving only a few "waiting for mushrooms" animals to stay up late.

The monkey slowed down, it was thinking about the daytime, although the idea of a stubborn pig was a little ridiculous, even a little incredible, but if you think about it, there is no other way, if you want to survive, you have to climb a tree, this is the only way to survive.

It remembered its own failures, and remembered that the stubborn pig fell from the tree again and again.

"It won't hurt much," thought the monkey, "because the stubborn pig never leaves the ground." ”

It almost laughed out loud at the thought of this, but it was a little indignant at the thought of the stubborn pig's pouting tail and the taunting wolf's ridicule.

Thinking about it, the monkey unconsciously approached the tree, and as soon as it looked up, it screamed.

To find out what's next, listen to the next breakdown.