My grandfather has never seen so many toads? He saw the toads blocking the net crawling everywhere, afraid that the toads he had caught for a night had run away! So he quickly picked up a wooden stick, pulled the toads out of the net one by one, and put them in the sack with one stick according to his head. After filling the sack, he carried them to the stream, and rinsed the sack of toads all out of the belly, and washed them in the stream!

He killed bag after bag, worked hard for three days and three nights, and then he washed all the toads he caught! After peeling the toads' skin, he saw a pile of meat like a hill on the ground! The naked toads were covered with different postures and glaring at their big eyes, as if they had never understood why they died here until they died!

The big green-headed flies, like fog, flew from all directions, and they were flying excitedly, as if they had come to the Pure Land! They couldn't wait to land on the toad's corpse and licked the juice on their bodies!

The fishy and smelly internal organs of toads attracted countless yellow ants, which continued to surge out of the rocks and woods, and participated in this grand banquet that was rare in a century!

My grandfather waved his clothes to coax the flies to drive away the flies, but he had no choice but to speed up the work! He broke many branches on the mountain, sharpened one end of the branches with a knife, and then washed several clean toads, rushing their heads on the branches, and putting them on the rack to dry! When he finished all this, he saw on the bank of the stream, next to the Powa Han Kiln where he lived, there was a corpse of a dry white toad. The sun shone slanted from behind the dispersed clouds, and the water in the stream was shaking with shimmering water!

My grandfather killed so many toads in just a few days, and even after seeing them, he felt unbearable. He sighed in his heart: "What I did is the evil of that school. Not to mention these toads, even those ants have spirits, right?"

Thinking of this, my grandfather pissed off several times, and then he remembered that he had not closed his eyes for several days. He dragged his tired body and walked towards the cave where he lived, thinking: "With this toad meat, I will not have to worry about hunger this winter, but should I do this again in the spring next year? You can't eat toad meat for the rest of your life, right?" He thought of this and opened the curtain of the broken cave where he lived! This curtain was urged by him to steal the clothes of the villagers. The curtain was colorful. Although it was not good-looking, it was very cold. Since the curtain was given, he has never woken up from the cold in the morning!

In the middle of this ragged door curtain, a piece of red and floral head was inlaid with a small piece of cloth! He remembered that this head was given to him by a little girl living at the end of the village! At that time, the little girl was holding a bun in her hand and staring at him with her naked eyes!

My grandfather asked her, "Little sister, do you have any cloth heads that you don't need?" The little girl saw my grandfather, as if she was very scared, and immediately turned around and ran back into the room! My grandfather looked at the little girl's back, and looked at her little braids that were like rat tails, and he felt a bone-bending desolation! So he continued to walk forward. After walking more than ten steps, he heard a timid voice behind him calling him, "Wait a minute!"

My grandfather turned around and saw the little girl holding a handful of rags in her hand.

He caught up with him like a whirlwind! The little girl stopped in front of him panting, raised the rag head in her hand proudly, and said to my grandfather: "Do you want this?"

My grandfather lowered his head. He felt a little ashamed in front of this little girl of the same age. After all, he was a beggar who couldn't even eat enough to eat. How could he talk to such a cute little girl? The little girl had no intention of disdaining him. She grabbed my grandfather's hand, stuffed the rag heads into my grandfather's hand, and said to my grandfather: "Hold it, we have a lot in our house!" The little girl stuffed my grandfather's things, and she jumped away. When she was about to reach the door of the house, she seemed to remember something, turned around and ran back, grabbed my grandfather's hand and said, "By the way, I forgot to give this to you just now, you must be hungry!"

The little girl showed the white bread in her hand to my grandfather and stuffed it into his hand! My grandfather was stunned and didn't know what to say. Until the little girl left straight, he couldn't say a word of gratitude!

Suddenly he heard the little girl screaming, and then his head buzzed, and he was dizzy! He was knocked to the ground by a big and thick man! My grandfather was stunned at that time. He didn't know why the angry man in front of him wanted to hit him. He had to hug his head, curl up, and let the man's fist fall on him like raindrops. For a while, he thought he was going to be beaten to death. A lot of blood came out of his mouth and nose, and his clothes were torn to pieces!

The man must have been tired of beating in the end. He finally let go of my grandfather, pointed at him and cursed: "You stinky beggar, how dare you lie to me!". My grandfather was beaten by the man and couldn't even get up, but he still stubbornly endured the pain and explained: "I didn't lie!"

The man became even more angry and wanted to hit him again. The little girl cried while hugging the man's legs and shouting, "Don't hit him, he didn't lie to me, really...". The man hugged his fist and asked, "Really?"

The little girl cried so hard that she nodded hard and said, "Dad, you hit the wrong person!"

The man grabbed the little girl's arm and scolded, "What do you know? Where did I hit the wrong one? Which of these sorghum flower seeds is not a thief? If you are a thief, you should hit it..."

The little girl cried even more sadly. She jumped and screamed, "He is not a thief, he is not a thief, you are lying to others!"

The man was helpless and threatened her and said, "If you want to cry again, I will sell you into a kiln!"

The little girl was frightened by his father. She stared at her dad with big black eyes, looked at her dad, and then looked at my grandfather, and finally she was dragged away by her dad! My grandfather was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, but the appearance of that little girl was deeply imprinted in my grandfather's heart from now on!

My grandfather remembers that the little girl had big watery eyes, and her small melon-shaped face was dotted with dozens of sesame-like freckles. She did not wrap her feet, and was wearing a pair of embroidered shoes with peonies embroidered on her toes!

From then on, my grandfather recognized the little girl. Whenever he passed by her house, he would stand on tiptoe and look into her yard.

Once, he was bitten by a mad dog that rushed out of the yard and had a lame leg! That's it, it couldn't dispel my grandfather's longing for that thin girl who looked like bean sprouts. Who made her the first girl to cry for my grandfather?

My grandfather lifted the curtain and was about to enter the cave, when he heard a sob sound coming from behind! My grandfather was very curious because there was no one in the place where he lived, so who was crying? So my grandfather turned around and followed the crying to find a small wood next to the cave!

As soon as he walked into the woods, he saw an old lady sitting in the forest. The old lady had gray hair and bloated figure, with a pair of big blisters like copper bells, with big mouths and noses facing the sky, and her face was covered with bumps. From a distance, she looked like a big toad!

My grandfather suddenly saw such a person, and was shocked by her! Just as he was about to turn around and run back, he heard the old lady singing! My grandfather raised his ears and heard this, and then he breathed a sigh of relief! It turned out that there was a local custom that when crying, singing often replaced crying!

My grandfather felt strange and thought to himself that since the old lady's family had died, why did she come to the wilderness and cry? He hid behind the tree and listened carefully, and then he understood that the old lady's son was killed by someone at some point. She found this place and could not find her son's body. Therefore, she sat on the ground and cried! She patted her thighs and cried, saying, "Pity my son, you have been practicing for a lifetime, but now you have ended up like this! I am old for my mother and can't seek justice for you. When your children grow up, I will definitely let them avenge you!"

The old lady paused for a while, then gritted her teeth and cursed: "At that time, I will definitely let him lose his son and his son, and his corpse will be gone!" After saying that, she burst into tears again! My grandfather was sad and couldn't help but cry, thinking: "What a great grudge? Kill the son of his family?"

Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard the old lady crying heart-wrenchingly: "God, whoever can avenge my son-killing revenge for me, I will repay him with something buried under the toad stone!"

My grandfather couldn't help but feel happy when he heard him mention the toad stone, and said to himself: "What did she buried under the toad stone? Is it a gold, silver and treasure?" Thinking of this, my grandfather poked his head out of sight and wanted to ask the old lady, who was the one who killed his son? Why didn't he report to the official? Before he could ask this sentence, he heard a loud "click" sound on his head, and a giorgio was hit out of thin air! A fishy storm swayed in the woods, which immediately fascinated my grandfather's eyes!

After the strange wind passed, my grandfather rubbed his eyes and looked at the shadow of the old lady in the woods. My grandfather was shocked and was about to scream when he saw heavy rain in the sky!

My grandfather was frightened by this and was poured by the cold rain, and he immediately got a serious illness. The fierceness of this serious illness was so lingering that it was so lingering that my grandfather's life! It was not until the spring of the following year that my grandfather gradually recovered. After a winter of suffering, he had become skinny and weak!
Chapter completed!