Let's say that this Shaoqiu stayed in his own room, looking at the mountain outside, and an owl on the mountain, this owl kept crying at him for some reason, and his voice was miserable, and it was quite scary.

"Something unlucky in this room, otherwise, why does this thing keep crying so much?" Shaoqiu thought incomprehensibly, but after thinking about it like this, he still couldn't think of anything.

At this time, he remembered his childhood again, and when he thought of that time, he thought of his mother, and without his mother, there would be no place for him now.

At that time, when he had finished his work in the mud field and was about to go to eat in the house, he must have washed his feet first, otherwise how could he go to eat?

The only place where you can wash your feet is the small pond in front of the house, in which a few small fish are kept on weekdays, but at this time, because of the muddy water, you can hardly see anything.

Shaoqiu just stood on a stone on the edge of this pond, this stone was a little slippery on weekdays, but it didn't matter, it was enough for him to wash his feet properly, so he stood up, only after washing his feet, he could go to eat, otherwise, Dad would know about it and beat him again.

As soon as he stood up, for some reason, he felt someone push him, but when he opened his eyes and looked around, he still couldn't see anything, and no one pushed him.

Shaoqiu, the young and ignorant Shaoqiu fell into the pond, and felt his feet on something, and when he climbed up from the pond to see, he knew that his feet were already red, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Shaoqiu screamed in fright, and kept crying, probably feeling that he was dying, the child couldn't help but be scared, no, crying.

At this time, thanks to his mother, she came forward and covered the wound with her hand, and stopped the bleeding for him, otherwise the bleeding would probably not have stopped.

Thinking of this, Shaoqiu couldn't stop sighing, his mother is so great, he has to thank her, but at this time, where did his mother go? He didn't know.

The rain was still falling outside the door, and looking at the outside of this rainy night, in the darkness, it seemed that nothing could be seen, not even the thick trees on the mountain.

Shaoqiu turned on the light, sat quietly under the lamp alone, reading a book, although this book is not so thick, but it is not thin, those who can read this book, in this deserted village, there are probably few people.

Since he came back from school, he has been reading books at night, and only by reading books, the bitterness accumulated in his heart can be dispersed with the wind, and only when the bitterness in his heart is dispersed, he will be a little happy.

And at this time, reading is also uncomfortable, no, someone is scolding his mother outside, thinking that his great mother was once insulted so loudly, Shaoqiu's anger can be imagined, but he still didn't dare to speak, thinking that he was just a scholar, dealing with this scoundrel in the mountain village, he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

He was silent, but he was not convinced in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it on his face, which let those people know that those people would really kill him.

Shaoqiu just sat at the dilapidated desk, listening to the sound of insects outside, looking at the words, accompanied by a pale kerosene lamp.

The night was good, and I read a book in the house, and after a long time, my eyes were not very good, and my spirit was quite tired, so I walked out of this dilapidated house, and walked along the small uninhabited country dirt road.

Shaoqiu stood on the edge of the river at this time, listening to the flowing water going east, and there were many strange-shaped trees on the mountain, with the company of these big trees, life was once so good.

I don't know for what reason, Shaoqiu wants to swim across this river, although the river is not wide, but it is not narrow, if a person wants to swim through, it will take a while, thinking of this, Shaoqiu doesn't dare. But he didn't admit defeat, what are you afraid of, it's good to swim over and see the scenery on the island, at least you can sit on the pebbles to rest and cool off when no one is around, and listen to the girl's singing, isn't it good?

Shaoqiu went down the river, fortunately the river was not too cold, but in this night, the river water was not so warm, and he threw himself into the small river, and for some reason, he had a layer of goosebumps on his body, and he was not afraid of such a situation, but he was afraid, as for what he was afraid of, he didn't know for a while.

He heard that people had drowned in this small river before, and there would be all kinds of terrifying legends after death, but Shaoqiu didn't believe in these, what else was there when people died, it can be said that almost everything was wiped out, and there would be these jokes?

But then, when he threw himself into the little river, he was afraid of rising up, and the water was bitterly cold, like a howling north wind, and he stayed in the river and shivered, especially when he swam into the middle of the river, if something should catch his feet.

Besides, at this time, in the middle of the night, even if he called for help, no one would lend a hand, and at that time, he would have to wait for death.

When he swam into the depths of the river, an owl hovered over his head, as if he wanted to perch on his head, but seeing that it was not a tree or a stone, this guy finally planned to leave and no longer roost on this young autumn's head.

Shaoqiu sighed, thinking, even if you have a little conscience, if this is perched on the top of his head, not to mention the weight, just saying that it is scary will scare him to death, how can you have any strength to swim in the water at that time?

The wind is constantly whistling, the waves are choppy, staying in the depths of this river, Shaoqiu is confused for a while, and the sense of direction is gone, where should I swim?

Shaoqiu didn't want to swim anymore, but he had to swim forward, and if he stopped, the consequences would be quite unbearable.

I don't know how long he has been swimming, and the strength he has in his body is probably about the same, and if he stays in this river for a while, I'm afraid the days to come will really be gone.

Shaoqiu swam to the other side, sat on a not very good-looking pebble by the river, and looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and this moon looked so beautiful, he was fascinated by it.

A gust of wind blew, the wind was really a little cool, blowing on the body, the cold to the bones was unbearable, but staying on the edge of the river at this time, for him, was already quite comfortable, sitting quietly on that small island for a while, this Shaoqiu did not dare to stay there, so he threw himself into the river again, and swam to the other side.

He went back to his room, sat under the lamp, and looked out the window, it was constantly raining outside the window, this rain was not very cold, but listening to the sound of the rain, his mind was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do in the days to come, what was it to stay at this desk?