Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 47 What Is Awang Afraid Of?
After eating and drinking enough, Chen Chuanwang kept sucking in air.

The fish head with chopped pepper tasted really good, but the pepper was so strong that Chen Chuanwang's lips were numb.

I heard from my uncle that this is a chili pepper brought back by a friend from the southwest, no wonder it is so numbing and spicy.

After eating, Chen Chuanwang and Wang Yao took Wangwang to the back of the village.

Wang Yao randomly broke a tree fork on the side of the road, put it on Wangwang's neck, and used it as a rope: "I planted cherries and blueberries in my hometown last year, and I should be able to eat them this year."

"Cherries~" Chen Chuanwang recalled the cherry tree in Er Ye's house before: "I don't like to eat cherries, I prefer to eat cherries."

Wang Yao said: "Cherries are more expensive than cherries, and they are much bigger."

"There is no difference. Cherries are imported cherries, and the labels on them after customs clearance are also fresh cherries, which are bigger and sweeter than local cherries."

Chen Chuanwang was an intern in a fruit shop before, and he ate a lot of cherries: "I feel that small cherries and three-J cherries are about the same size as ordinary cherries, and they are red and beautiful."

"Small fruits like cherries, I like sweet and sour ones, and I can't stop eating them."

"I like meaty ones." Wang Yao licked her lips: "I remember that there seemed to be cherries next to your house, and I ate them when I was a child..."

"It was cut."

"That's a pity."

Chen Chuanwang said casually, "Anyway, it's spring. I'll ask my grandpa to buy a cherry tree tomorrow, and I'll be able to eat it in two years."

Unknowingly, the two walked to the back of the village, where Wang Yao's hometown is.

Chen Chuanwang glanced at the neighbor's small house inadvertently, and asked, "Where's that little black pig?"

"Little black pig..." Wang Yao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "When did that happen, almost ten years ago? You still remember!"

"No, that was the first time I saw a live pig."

"No, my family also raised pigs before."

Chen Chuanwang thought for a while: "I don't have much impression, maybe I was still young at that time."

The house in his hometown has been abandoned, and the red bricks and black tiles have lost their color. Through the decayed wooden door, Chen Chuanwang can still see that the inside is full of dust.

In front of the old house, there is a path that can pass through people, and on the opposite side of the path is a tree with green shoots.

"This is... cherries, right?"

"Correct."

"Where are the blueberries?"

"Here it is."

Following the direction of Wang Yao's finger, Chen Chuanwang saw a small tree squatting in the grass. It was so small that Chen Chuanwang thought it was a litter at first thought.

Chen Chuanwang complained: "Even if this is the result, there are not many."

"The little sapling can only bear fruit."

Wang Yao is careless.

She just came to see the situation of these two young saplings.

Wang Yao found a broken gourd scoop from nowhere, scooped some water from the small pond next to it, and poured it on the two trees.

After wiping her hands, Wang Yao said, "Okay, you can go back."

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Chen Chuanwang holding a gecko with a broken tail in his hand.

"Fuck!"

Wang Yao's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, she was afraid of these little things.

Chen Chuanwang's wild gecko here has gray skin and two big eyes, making it look a bit creepy.

"What are you afraid of? It's just a gecko."

Chen Chuanwang looked at the wound on the gecko's tail and the blood-stained stone on the ground: "It was broken by the stone~"

"gross."

Wang Yao rubbed her hands, not daring to approach Chen Chuanwang: "You're about to lose it, don't let the gecko get into your ears."

"You also believe in this kind of feudal superstition."

Seeing that his sister was afraid of this, Chen Chuanwang found a thick grass and sent the gecko into it.

Seeing this little monster was purely a coincidence.

For some unknown reason, the little gecko was crushed under a rock, and even if it cut its tail to survive, it couldn't escape.

But the strange thing is that Chen Chuanwang did not see the tail under the stone.

"This kind of little thing looks disgusting, more disgusting than snakes." Wang Yao is not afraid of bugs, but she is afraid of long animals such as snakes, geckos, and lizards.

"What's so disgusting, you also have geckos in your house."

Chen Chuanwang didn't even need to look for it, he could be sure.

For some unknown reason, Chen Chuanwang never saw a gecko once during his primary school years, but when he was in high school and university, he found many geckos in Xia Tian's house.

He also saw it at the second master's house and the fourth master's house.

At that time, he was basically sure that the geckos that were only in books and picture albums when he was a child had already begun to live in people's homes.

"I didn't see it, so I didn't have it." Wang Yao comforted herself.

Chen Chuanwang joked: "Ha~ Maybe there is a house snake hidden in the house."

"Stop talking!"

Wang Yao felt that her skin was getting goosebumps.

She had seen house snakes, but not at her own house, but at her grandmother's house, and Chen Chuanwang was there at that time.

I remember that it was a summer evening, my family, my aunt's house, and my uncle's family got together, sitting at the door and chatting, and the four children gathered together and played poker.

And at this moment, a snake suddenly jumped out of the red brick hole on the lintel, and jumped onto Chen Chuanwang's shoulder.

At that time, everyone was shocked. Wang Yao still remembered that her aunt's hair seemed to stand on end.

Chen Chuanwang was also terribly frightened, he jumped around and shook the snake off.

The uncle was very decisive, rushed directly into the house, fetched a shovel, and wanted to shovel the snake to death.

At that time, the grandfather stopped the uncle and said, "House snakes can't be shoveled!"

With just one sentence, the snake got into the pile of firewood outside and disappeared.

Whether the snake was a domestic snake or not, Wang Yao didn't know, but I heard from my mother later that when my uncle was painting the old house, he took out some broken eggshells from the hole in the red brick where the snake jumped out.

"It's strange to say, you should be more afraid of snakes than I am, but I heard from my aunt that you dared to dig out snake holes with your bare hands when you were young." Wang Yao looked at her little brother.

This is true.

Chen Chuanwang really dug out a snake hole when he was a child, and even took out a few live snakes.

At that time, there was an old man in the village who collected snakes and sold them out. Chen Chuanwang no longer remembers how to call that old man, so let’s call him Grandpa Snake Collector.

Grandpa Snake Collector is from the village. There used to be a lot of snakes in the village, so he found a relationship outside and made this business in the village. Of course, the people he collects snakes from outside must be adults, not children. .

I don't know where Chen Chuanwang heard the news at the time. The family was short of money, so he wanted to make some money for himself, so he looked for holes along the village, under the roots of big trees, beside the ridges of the fields, beside the ditches...

It is hard to tell how old Chen Chuanwang was at the time, but he specified that he should be no older than seven or eight years old.

This brave boy digs out a whole village of dirt holes by himself, which is beyond the reach of adults.

At first, Chen Chuanwang took out a dead snake. He didn't know why it died. He only thought that the snake could be exchanged for money.

He went to find Grandpa Snake.

The child came over with a dead snake, and the snake collector only thought that the snake was picked up by the child on the side of the road.

At that time, everyone was poor, and it was impossible for him to be kind and give money to the children, so he frankly said that he only accepted live snakes, not dead ones.

Grandpa Snake Collector thought that this would dispel the child's thoughts, but he never thought that a few days later, the child came over with two colorful flower snakes wrapped around his arms and a yellow eel in his hand.

This frightened the elderly man, he hurriedly put on his gloves, carefully removed the snake from the child, and threw it into the cage.

Grandpa Snake Collector was still worried about this, so he bent down and picked up Chen Chuanwang, took him off completely, checked him carefully from top to bottom, and he was relieved when he didn't see any bite marks.

But just like that, Chen Chuanwang didn't put down the eel in his hand.

This matter is not over yet, the child is so courageous, he has to take care of it!

Who cares?

Of course it was the parents.

At that time, Chen Chuanwang's mother was still at home, and the snake collector sent Chen Chuanwang home, who was holding on to the rice field eel tightly. After talking carefully, the young mother almost fainted from fright.

The snake-collecting grandfather handed over the snake's money to his mother and left.

At this time, no matter how poor the family is, my mother doesn't care about the money.

She hugged the child and trembled for a while, then picked up the harpoon in the corner, and in turn, slammed the delicate buttocks with the bamboo pole.

Even though Chen Chuanwang is not afraid of snakes now, but recalling that fleeting scene, he can't help but feel terrified.

When I was a child, I was really fearless, a real brat.

But having said that, what made Chen Chuanwang frightened was the fear of being bitten by a snake, or the waving bamboo pole and the furious mother?
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PS: Catching snakes as a child is the author's real experience. The above-mentioned grandfather who caught snakes is also true, and everything is true, but the two snakes wrapped around his arms are exaggerated, but he has caught live snakes.

My memory is fuzzy, maybe it was still winter or just beginning of spring, the snake was not active yet, luckily, I was not bitten.

(End of this chapter)