Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 361: Apple Snail: Are You Poisonous? (1)

Faintly, Wang Defa's light soul felt that the punishment curse that had surrounded him for ten lifetimes had disappeared.

The righteous judge sat in the office hall of the underworld: Humph! What do you mean by additional punishment and curse? You make me look like a vengeful ghost... But, I have to say, you are really lucky. The soul-soothing jade space is really big. Half of my wealth was taken away by Jiaojiao with a few words, and it is not yet full...

The brainless Wang Defa had no idea how rare the space treasure was, as he did not cherish it after getting it, and was unaware of it when he missed it.

Alas, this is the case with everyone in the world. Most people or things in front of them are not cherished.

Turn the page.

As my sight turned, I saw a large rice field.

The rice ears hang down heavily, golden and plump, a pleasing sight.

It was late autumn, a drizzle fell, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Aunt Gao, who was carrying a sickle and working in the field, was wearing a straw raincoat. The cool wind blew back and forth, and her strong body couldn't help shaking.

[Oh my, it rains during this harvest season, is the heaven sick? ]

Because of land expropriation for urban expansion, there was not much farmland left in the suburbs, so Aunt Gao and her family reclaimed one acre of land and planted rice for their own consumption.

The Zhao family, who lived across the field, had already finished harvesting. They even cleared the weeds in the field and burned them to ashes.

In today’s environment, it’s safer to eat the ones you grow yourself, since you have nothing to do anyway.

[The second child is so slow. He said he would arrive at 7:30, but look at what time it is now...]

Aunt Gao held her waist and scolded, while the eldest daughter-in-law, who was hunched over to cut rice not far away, pursed her lips and did not respond.

It's just an acre of rice. A dozen years ago, an experienced farmer and his wife could finish it in half a day. But why bother with the whole family?

The silent father-in-law married into the Gao family when he was young. He was used to being oppressed by his wife all his life. He worked silently, like an emotionless robot.

The eldest son’s wife clenched the sickle tightly: It’s hard to be a wife in the city. The shrewd mother-in-law keeps making trouble and there’s nothing we can do about it.

┐(-??;)┌

[Oh, mom, there are snails in the field! ]

Boss Gao, who had taken off his rubber shoes and gone ashore to pick his feet, suddenly shouted, holding in his hand a large snail that he had just picked out from under his feet.

Not to mention that the snail shrank into its shell and dared not move. The fat round snail, which was only two centimeters away from the big foot, hit the mud and bounced away.

That's Wang Defa.

The eighty-fifth generation is a golden apple snail with a yellowish-brown right-handed spiral body and a disc-like shell.

If you look closely, you can see a soft, flat strip of meat dragging along the edge of the shell, which quickly retracts into the shell.

(Wang Defa: I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, I haven’t hooked up with that little sister-in-law snail yet…)

o(╯□╰)o After giving birth to ten babies in a row, he suddenly became a strong man and didn’t know what to do with this tool.

The Golden Apple Snail has nothing to do with longevity. It is called this name only because Taiwanese businessmen who introduced this alien species many years ago wanted to sell it for a good price.

At this time, the eldest son of the Gao family, who only worked in the fields once a year and had to be sneaky, became greedy and wanted to prepare some snails as a snack.

Coincidentally, the second brother and his family of three arrived.

The brand new silver-white car honked its horn all the way, looking extremely flashy, and [chua——] stopped on the dirt road five meters away.

The person didn't get off the car, but the sound came first -

[Mom, I brought you some hot Tremella and pear soup. Come on in the car and drink some. Thank you for your hard work. These tasks should be done by us young people. How can we ask you two old people to do them...]

Look, look, look, while she was talking, the corners of Aunt Gao's mouth, which were turned down, have now turned up to the back of her ears.

The eldest son’s wife complained in her heart: The mother-in-law loves the youngest son, no wonder she always dislikes the younger brother’s wife. It turns out that the mother is jealous.

The second son of the Gao family is a smart guy who knows how to talk. Even though he is obviously being lazy, his words are so sweet that he can coax me.

He happily took off his shoes, helped his mother up to drink the soup, but asked his wife to go downstairs to take over the sickle.

The chubby son in the back seat also cheered and followed.

[Hey, Xiaobao, the ground is dirty, don't go down there, be careful not to get your clothes dirty! ]

Aunt Gao is very kind-hearted. She thinks her youngest son's son is also a treasure, unlike the two silent girls from the older family.

The idea of ​​favoring boys over girls is simply outdated.

Xiaobao didn't listen to his grandma. He stuck out his butt and jumped clumsily into the field. He was splashed with mud but still laughed out loud.

The adults were working on their own, with different progress. My waist and legs ached all over, so I had to work hard at once.

The rain stopped without us noticing, and the weather became gloomy with dark clouds overhead.

Xiaobao was not good at working at all. His chubby feet stepped in the mud and he tried to jump like Peppa Pig, but his feet slipped and he fell on his butt.

Wang Defa trembled and huddled in the mud, pretending that he didn't exist.

Xiaobao discovered that there were clusters of pink on the green rice rhizomes.

He was so curious that he stretched out his little paw, pinched a lump and put it in the palm of his hand. It was a pile of round beads stacked one by one, like a tempting piece of fruit candy.

With a strong poke of the fingertips, the beads burst out with juice.

【Wow! 】

Xiaobao is drooling (≧?≦)?

Wang Defa spit out a string of bubbles at the bottom of the water: Stupid, those are the eggs of the golden apple snail, which are full of parasites.

Xiaobao hasn't gone to kindergarten yet, so how could he know this? He likes the pink color. He looked back, but his mother was too busy to pay attention to him, so he quietly put his finger dipped in pink juice into his mouth.

Wang Defa: (*+﹏+*)~! Shocked me for a hundred years!

A strange taste exploded in Xiaobao's mouth. He made two "Pooh" sounds and his face wrinkled. It was so disgusting!

[Stupid little baby, look, uncle has prepared something delicious for you! ]

Boss Gao passed by and had already put a lot of snails in his pocket.

Those guys were too lazy to move, and they just touched and found one in the water, many of which were married snails connected together.

[Wow, uncle is so awesome, Xiaobao wants to play too! ]

Yes, the greedy gene is passed down from generation to generation.

The hardworking and simple father-in-law took his two daughters-in-law and two granddaughters to harvest rice.

Xiaobao, like a mud monkey, followed his uncle and touched the snails, picking up one and throwing one, laughing happily.

(Wang Defa was grabbed by the little claws and thrown into the mud at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.)

Gao Laoer, who speaks as sweet as honey, pounded my mother's shoulders with his little fists and served her so well that she smiled till her eyes were narrowed.

A peaceful atmosphere.

As soon as it got dark, Xiaobao started crying out for hunger. Aunt Gao, feeling sorry for her grandson, waved her hand.

[Old man, you take care of the rest of the work. Children, come back with me. It will only take half an hour to cook. Remember the time and don’t make us wait for you!]

The old man waved his hand and said that the tricycle he ordered would be here soon and there would be no delay.

The stir-fried snails were barely enough to fill a stainless steel rice bowl, not enough to eat.

Xiao Bao was so anxious that he was about to cry. The shell kept slipping on his teeth.

[How can you be so greedy when you are so grown up? It’s just a little bit. Give it to Xiaobao! You eat other dishes! ]

Boss Gao had just ate a few when my mother hit him on the back of his hand with her chopsticks. He was so upset that he was about to go get another bucket.

Aunt Gao picked the snail meat for Xiaobao patiently and carefully, picking out a complete piece with just a poke and pull of a toothpick.

The taste is not very good, it is old and hard.

Xiaobao has sharp teeth. He chews and chews and then swallows the whole thing with a look of enjoyment on his face.

[Delicious, delicious, grandma, I want more! ]

After dinner, the adults chatted and gossiped.

In the middle of the night, Xiaobao complained of stomachache, but his father didn't take it seriously.

The next morning, Xiaobao's face was red, and he felt sleepy even while eating steamed buns in his grandmother's arms.

[Oh no, is this child having a fever? ]

The adults took action and sent Xiaobao to the village clinic, where he was given two capfuls of antipyretic medicine.

After most of the day, the fever did not subside. Instead, the whole body became hot and he had a high fever convulsion.

Aunt Gao then panicked and no longer dared to be careless. She immediately asked her youngest son to take the patient to a big hospital.

After a period of chaos, the family was diagnosed with acute meningitis, which shocked the whole family.

The doctor carefully asked the child about his eating, drinking, defecating and urinating in recent days and concluded that

[The child has eaten something unclean and has been infected with bacteria. He is suffering and needs to be hospitalized for observation! You adults should be more careful. The environment is so bad, don’t let your child eat anything you want! ]

(Wang Defa: Bah, you are the unclean thing!)

Angry and frightened, Boss Gao dragged the second brother with him and went down to the fields that night wearing headlamps. They turned the silt in the rice field upside down, turning it into a yellow mud pond.

Whenever I saw a snail, I would grab it and smash it with a brick, and burn the pink eggs with a lighter.

Burnt and smelly.

When he came across a pair of snails applauding for love, Gao Laoer, for some reason, cut off the male's tool before filming it.

It can be said that the family was destroyed and their property was confiscated, and the killing was done with one strike.

Wang Defa, who was big in stature, could not escape being torn to pieces, but his body was still able to move, trying to linger on for a few more days.

Unexpectedly, a black-backed, long-tailed bird suddenly fell from the sky and excitedly pecked at the snail shells and broken meat on the ground.

Several birds of the same appearance landed one after another, and one of them landed right in front of Wang Defa.

The tail is like scissors.

The mass grave of apple snails is a buffet for birds.

Fat snail, dead!