End of ten days

My sister turned around blankly and found the uncle standing behind her, and then asked warily: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, let me come and take a look." The uncle replied, "How is the child?"

Strangely, that fleeting taste disappeared.

When the uncle appeared, I clearly smelled an unprecedented smell, and two words came to my mind - "murderous intent".

If I hadn't shouted "Sister, be careful", I always felt that serious consequences would have occurred.

Fortunately, the smell disappeared and my sister should be safe.

I found a wooden box at the bottom of the well, but on the back of the wooden box was written the Chinese character "女"... or something, without pinyin, and I didn't recognize the remaining three characters.

"Little brother, have you found the key?" my sister asked from above.

I thought for a while, took the key out of the wooden box and put it in my arms, then pulled the rope down: "I found it!"

A group of them discussed it for a long time, and when they were about to pull me up, I suddenly felt that my hair was wet. When I looked up, I saw that a bunch of small holes on the top were starting to seep water down.

The water flow was very fast, as if more than a dozen faucets were opened at the same time, and I was caught in a heavy rain at the bottom of the well.

I was soaked and I was about to get scolded again.

There was a moment of chaos outside, and I couldn't hear what they were saying because of the loud sound and echo of the water flowing below.

But I can smell everyone, which is really weird.

The sister smelled of "worry", "uneasiness" and "helplessness", followed by the leader's uncle, who kept smelling of "murderous intent".

Then came the remaining people, whose smells alternated between "hesitation" and "murderous intent."

All these smells filled my nose, making me feel as if I was sick.

The sound of the water flow became louder and louder, and the water in the well became higher and higher, gradually reaching my neck.

At this time I looked up and saw a man sticking his head out and looking at me from the edge of the well. It was covered with falling water. I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he smelled very bad. He should be the uncle who was the leader. .

Very strange, where is my sister?

"Child!" the uncle shouted, "your body and the rope are covered with water. It's too heavy. We can't pull you up! Untie the rope and tie it to the key! Let's pull the key first." Come up here and I’ll find a way to save you.”

When he said this, a strange and heavy smell wafted from his body again, but this time the smell did not form words in my mind, so I didn't know what it meant.

Many years later, I finally found out.

That smell is called "deception."

"No! Little brother!" My sister's voice came from far away, "Don't believe him! Remember what I told you?"

She smelled of "worry" and "sincerity", and now there was a little more "fear".

What I remember is that my sister told me that if you want to survive, you must not untie the rope.

But why is she talking to me from so far away? Is there no way she can come over?

"Uncle," I shouted nervously, "It doesn't matter if you can't pull me. I can swim a little, and when the water is full, I can go up along the water."

I'm a little anxious. When I'm anxious, I feel like crying. If I cry, I'll be scolded.

"Fuck you!" The uncle yelled, "There are only more than three minutes left in the countdown. Who can wait for you to swim up on your own? Hurry up and hand me the key, otherwise I will beat you to death if you come up. you."

His smell changed again, now it was all "murderous".

I didn't do anything and I got scolded.

And what happened to this strange prison? Why does everyone have such a strong smell?

Do I have one too?

I raised my wrist and smelled it, and an even more outrageous word appeared in my mind——

"Sniff"!

"what is going on?"

"Kid, don't be in a daze!" The uncle continued to shout loudly, "You untie the rope first! We will come back to rescue you as soon as we open the door!"

The heavy smell returned.

I don't know whether to agree to him or not. I rarely disobey adults' requests, otherwise they will dislike me.

Once adults don't like me, the rest of my life won't be easy.

Fortunately, I have plenty of experience in getting along with adults.

I can share with you, that is – don’t say what you want to say, and don’t do what you want to do.

Be sure to think about what adults want you to say and do so you don't get scolded.

If adults take you to visit their friends, you cannot say you want to eat the fruit on the table no matter how bright it is, otherwise you will be called "uneducated" and they will say you are rude and will not be successful when you grow up. .

I am really afraid that others will say that I am "good-for-nothing" in the future, because my parents will only scold me for being "good-for-nothing" when they are particularly angry.

Oh, by the way, if an adult takes out the leek that you hate the most on the table, you have to swallow it no matter how much you want to vomit, otherwise you will be called a "picky eater" and they will tell you that they will starve you for three days. Then you will... All eaten. They will also tell you that they could not even eat when they were young, but now that life is better, you are picky about something as delicious as leeks, which is "spoiled".

Also…if you see a child younger than you, whether he breaks your things or takes your toys, you have to smile and say it’s okay, otherwise you will be called “not a brother”, and even if it’s a peer, you will be called “not knowing how to share and be humble”, so as long as other children ask, you will definitely lose your beloved things, but if you dare to take other children’s things, it is called “selfish” and you will inevitably be beaten.

If you feel unhappy, you must not cry out loud, no matter what you do, you must be quiet, otherwise you will be called “annoying”, and adults will tell you that they have worked hard to make money to raise you, and they are exhausted every day, but you don’t understand anything.

Once you reveal your true thoughts, they will say you are “naughty”, “ignorant”, and “no future”, and some adults will even beat you.

These are the experiences I have accumulated from getting along with adults again and again. Hiding my true thoughts can reduce a lot of scolding. I really don’t want to be scolded, especially when a group of people are watching me. I will be very sad.

I suddenly thought of Kong Rong.

Kong Rong did a great job, I have to learn from him.

So this time I can only agree, I don't want to be scolded, let alone beaten.

"Uncle..."

I was about to agree, but before I could say anything, I suddenly smelled a strong smell I had never smelled before.

How to describe that smell?

It is an "idea", yes, I smelled an "idea".

I vaguely smelled the "idea" of that sister.

It should be difficult to understand, right? Because I really can't explain it clearly. Although the sister didn't speak, there was an idea in my mind out of thin air, and I clearly knew who this idea came from.

But this idea is not composed of words, it is just an idea, a thought, and I still need to find a way to describe it myself.

"I... I can't seem to untie the rope..." I blurted out following my sister's idea, "Once I untie the rope and hand you the key, you will give up on me."