Ginseng disease, you

He was woken up.

"Zhu Zhuzi, hurry up, didn't you agree to pick mushrooms today?" An eleven or twelve-year-old boy pushed him, and when he opened his eyes, the boy scolded him angrily.

The boy's skin was dark and smooth, and his hair was very short, like grass growing close to the ground.

"Hurry up! It's still dawdling! All the goose egg mushrooms brought back have been picked up!" The boy pulled him up from the wooden bed.

He blinked his eyes bewilderedly, thinking, I am not a pillar.

It's still dark outside, maybe it's only three or four in the morning.

The dark-skinned boy threw the wet towel onto his face, and it was hard to tell that the colored towel covered his mouth and nose, and the moist and cool feeling made him tremble.

recovered.

Yes, I'm going to pick up fungi with the loach today.Zhuzi thought.

He turned over numbly, kicking his legs into the tattered straw sandals.

The straw sandals were worn by his mother, and his mother felt sorry for him when he ran in the mountains wearing cloth shoes, and the soles of the cloth shoes were worn out, so she gave him the straw sandals.

He was wearing a bit too big, but still able to hang on his feet.

Zhuzhu grabbed the sweet potato that was stuffed in the stove last night and stuffed it into a cloth pocket. He also took an egg and said to the loach, "Run - Da Zhuang and the others must have gone out! We can't lose!"

Loach also ran away, chasing and yelling: "It's because you got up late!"

Children in the mountains all know Naizi Valley. There is a river in Naizi Valley. The vegetation is less than that on the mountain, and it is more humid, which is more suitable for picking fungi.

Picking up fungi can not only be taken home to eat by oneself, but also can be sold.

After picking the fungus, they can run for two more hours to reach the small town.

The town is much more lively now than before, and some outsiders came back to buy mushrooms.If you collect goose egg mushrooms or tiger palms, you can sell them for two or three yuan. If you are lucky, you can earn five or six yuan a day.

This is already a lot of money for a family.

The children in the village are like a competition. Whoever can collect more and better fungi is the boss.

It has been a long time since Zhuzi was unconvinced and strong.

Da Zhuang was the most unpopular child in the village. He was tall but very thin, like a bamboo pole.

His father was a lunatic, and he often went to steal other people's chickens in the middle of the night, and was beaten to death in the end.

His mother was paralyzed, and later she went blind from crying. She was as thin as firewood, which was very scary.

The children in the village are afraid of Da Zhuang, thinking that his father is crazy and his mother is blind, with a gloomy face all day long, he is not a normal person.

But people in the village said that Da Zhuang made a lot of money and went to the town to buy medicine for his mother. Some people even said that seeing his mother could go to the ground slowly now.

Zhuzi heard his mother say that Da Zhuang is promising.

Zhuzi feels that Da Zhuang is also a child, and he can do what he can earn.

And what do children make the most money?

Of course it is fungi picking!

So this time he mustered all his energy and made an appointment with his little friend Nixiu to arrive at Naizigou before six o'clock.

The mountain road was slippery, and with the slight sunlight, the two children shuttled along the trail lightly like young deer.

They climbed up the hill to the west of Naizigou. The year before last, Da Zhuang picked a huge tiger's paw and sold it at a high price of four yuan, breaking the record of his fellow villagers. Zhuzi is the throne of the King of Children, and Zhuzi hates him so much.

This year he wants to get there first, to see if the nest will produce tiger paws.

Have!

Zhuzi's eyes were very bright, and he saw a tiger's paw crawling under the tree at a glance.

Just as he was about to rush over to pick it off, a figure sprang out from behind the tree.

It's big!

He was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt, carrying a pannier, and was tall.

Da Zhuang is actually older than Zhuzi Loach, but he doesn't like to talk, and everyone likes Zhuzi more.

But since he picked the tiger paw, his status has risen steadily, and his taciturnity made the friends feel cool.

Zhu Zi was so angry that he swooped down on Da Zhuang, and Da Zhuang hurriedly threw the fungus out to avoid being crushed.

Da Zhuang was thrown to the ground unexpectedly and almost crushed the precious tiger palm fungus. He was also angry and fought with Zhu Zi on the ground.

Zhuzi yelled: "Loach, loach! Take the fungus!"

The loach who followed behind got out of the grass, and he saw Da Zhuang's fierce eyes staring at him, so he didn't dare to take it.

Loach shouted: "Stop fighting, you two, do you still want to pick up fungi! They will all be picked up by others!"

The two and a half older children also felt tired at this time, and they all stopped.

Zhu Zi saw that Da Zhuang's mouth was broken, and knew that his pounce had pushed him to the ground, so he felt a little sorry.

He has a good personality and can play well with everyone. It was the first time he hit someone, and it was a sneak attack, which is indeed a bit dishonest.

After calming down, he apologized to Da Zhuang, but Da Zhuang didn't respond, he wanted to leave with his back on his back, and he was still limping.

Although Da Zhuang is called Da Zhuang, he is not strong at all. All his nutrients are used to grow taller. He is thin and long, not as strong as a pillar.

Zhu Zi was even more upset, he took out the eggs in the cloth bag and chased after them and handed them to Da Zhuang.

Most of the eggs in the village are used to hatch chickens, or they are sold in the town. People like Zhuzi's family who can eat one egg a day are already rich households in the village.

But Da Zhuang is different, he only has a blind mother, and his family is so poor that it is almost impossible to get rid of it.That's why he came out so early to pick up the fungus.

A half-grown child eats a poor old man.

His father is dead, and the family has no one to support him. He usually eats corn porridge, which is not enough.

Looking at the egg, although he was angry, he still swallowed his saliva in a hopeless manner.

Seeing that there was something interesting, Zhu Zi smiled and stuffed the egg to Da Zhuang and said, "If we eat this egg, we will become brothers."

Cannibals are soft and short.

Da Zhuang, who succumbed to an egg, had to go to pick mushrooms with Zhu Zi and Loach.

When Zhu Zi ended his unilateral hatred towards Da Zhuang, the three boys of the same age quickly played together.

They picked mushrooms until around three o'clock in the afternoon, and each of them carried a big basket full of them.

It takes nearly two hours from the village to Naizigou, and it takes nearly two hours from Naizigou to the town.If he went to the town to sell fungi at this time, it would be almost ten o'clock when he got home.

But the three boys were not afraid of tigers, and felt that if such a large basket of fungi was not sold today, it would be in vain.

So they hurried towards the town in a dull manner.

But it was very strange that they walked and walked until the sun went down, but they didn't find the town.

Niachan was the first to panic: "Didn't we go the wrong way? I heard from my father that there are monsters eating people at night."

Zhuzi rolled his eyes: "Monster? You won't eat you even if there is a monster. It's dark, you can see monsters, but human monsters can't see you!"

Niach glared at Zhuzi, but he was still afraid, and clasped the basket tightly with his hands.

Da Zhuang took a look at the sky, and said to Zhuzi: "It must be the wrong way. Let's go back."

In fact, Zhuzi was also very panicked, but he wanted to break the game in front of Da Zhuang.Listening to Da Zhuang speak first, he pretended to hesitate and nodded immediately.

The three children rushed to the village.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I can still see a few pedestrians on the road on weekdays, but today I didn't see a single person.

The village is deep in the mountains, and they are used to running on the small roads. Who among the children in the mountains has not run around in the dark?

But Zhu Zi felt a chill inexplicably.

The sun had already set, and the children rushed back non-stop, but they couldn't catch up with the sun.The sunset glow in the sky was as red as fire, and gradually, the flames dimmed.

Night has come.

The road seems to have no end.

"Zhu, Zhuzi!" Niach called Zhuzi with a trembling voice. He was also a master who went up to the roof tiles, but his voice was full of fear at this time. Can you see Yingzi's house?"

Looking forward from the pillar, the light is very dim, the line of sight is not good, and the road ahead is even more engulfed in darkness.

Not a single light.

The loach was shaking like chaff, and he hugged Zhuzhu's arm tightly.

Fear is contagious, and with the trembling this fear is transmitted to the pillar.

Zhuzi was flustered, yes, there is a big rock around the corner, and Yingzi's house is just around the corner.

But there is endless darkness ahead.

They dug out the small lamps, and there were only little finger-long candles in the small lanterns on the pillars. In order to prevent children from wasting candles, parents usually only gave them half of the candles.

Loach is shorter.

They burned for a while in the morning, and now there is only a little bit left.

But Da Zhuang, his family has no money to buy candles.

He often walks on mountain roads in the dark, so he is also the calmest among the children.

"Don't order them all at once, only order one at a time." Da Zhuang said.

Zhuzhu nodded, he took out a match, stroked the ground, and lit his own candle first.

Zhuzi was actually very scared, but he knew that he couldn't show his cowardice at this time, because once he showed his cowardice, the loach would collapse.

He walked in the front with a lantern.

The faint candlelight brought some comfort to the three children.

Today's weather is bad, there is not even a little starlight, and the children can no longer judge how long they have been walking.

Taking advantage of the flames, Da Zhuang picked up a branch on the side of the road and set it on fire.

It's a pity that it's July now, and the woods are very humid. I lit several branches and couldn't burn them, only acrid smoke came out.

The candles on the pillars had been burned out, and the lights in the lanterns flickered and flickered. As the mountain wind swayed, their elongated shadows swayed with it.

Like a monster.

All their hope now rests on the candle in Loach's hand.

If, Zhuzi thought, just imagine, if they didn't see the village before the candle burned out, would they run wildly on the narrow mountain road.

Fall off a cliff.

Or, there is something else waiting for them.

A chill ran down Zhu Zi's spine.

The wind picked up, blowing the lanterns whistling.

The three of them hadn't spoken for a long time.

Loach handed his candle to the pillar, and told him to light it before it went out.

Nobody wondered what would happen if they waited for this candle to go out and light another one, and when it went dark.

Fortunately, although the mountain wind was strong, they formed a circle to block the wind, and the two candles were handed over safely.

A momentary smile appeared on Loach's face.

The smile looked weak and queer in the flickering candlelight.

This smile quickly disappeared, because the road ahead was endless.

silence.

Still silent.

Zhuzhu was suffocated by the oppressive silence, and he held up the lantern to look at the shadow on the ground to divert his attention.

The lantern was shaking, making his shadow circle around his feet.

At this time, Da Zhuang suddenly walked up to him and said, "Run!"

Before the voice fell, he ran wildly.

Qi Yu turned around in surprise.

Not sure what happened.

Then, he discovered——

Loach has no shadow.

The mountain wind howled, and the candlelight flickered a few times.

Lights went out.

The author has something to say:

Quack: The tiger palm fingered by the tiger, the price is made up by me _(:з」∠)_

ps: I finally entered the main story line, I didn’t misplace it =3=