At halfway through the moon, night has fallen, and the five of us went to Justice’s house to prepare for the rat-catching plan tonight. This is our main evening activity at harvest time, and parents agree with it.
When we arrived at Justice’s house, we set about preparing batteries, long poles and branches, wooden sticks, collecting cages and other things-first illuminate the mouse with an electric light. It can’t move, so we lightly Approached and beat it to death with a stick, and then twisted its head and peeled it by the side of the drain. And the most important light bulb was in charge of Bisheng, but he was not seen for a long time. We have to listen to Zhengyi’s grandpa telling stories. His grandpa has all kinds of stories, but when it gets dark, he likes to tell stories like ghosts the most. It said that if someone calls our name late at night, don’t respond, otherwise we will be forced to eat earthworms, and we will feel flustered. It wasn’t until 7 o’clock in the evening that Bisheng came out of breath, because his distant relative died of illness. He had just sent him back for the last time, and he proudly told us the whole process of the funeral.
After packing everything and assigning tasks, we set off. The outside of the house is very dark, and the cold night in the country is particularly quiet. The crescent moon has hung on the horizon and is about to sink. Suddenly, the righteous grandfather walked out and told us: Be careful, remember that ghosts are afraid of blood. That said, the seven of us didn’t know what it was like, all of us followed each other closely, and we had some thoughts about not daring to move forward. After all, we were still thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, and it was the age not to concede and volunteer. I turned on the light to illuminate the road ahead, and quickly evoked blame: Don’t just waste power. I had to turn it off.
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Came to a long alley, where most of them are empty houses without people. It was so quiet only our footsteps and intermittent conversations. We only saw each other’s figure, but couldn’t see each other’s faces. “There seems to be footsteps behind.” A fat man said in surprise. When we looked back, there was no one. “It’s useless to be bold and small,” he cursed while moving forward. After a while, footsteps did come from behind us, and they became clearer and closer. We turned around, and I immediately turned on the light. A gray-headed hunchbacked old man opened his mouth and smiled at us. His pale face was a little distorted. Each of us was stunned. After seeing it, I was shocked. And why did justice go to him?
“Grandpa…” Justice broke the silence.
“Why did you leave without the cage.” The old man raised the cage in his hand and said. We came back to our senses and pointed the finger at the person responsible for the cage. Why is he so careless? He also answered honestly. At that time, he was a little scared and nervous, so he went to Xiaojie. When he came back, seeing us gone, he hurried to follow up, so he forgot the cage, and the righteous grandfather found it and took it. After the justice grandfather returned, we were still enveloped in an atmosphere of tension and fear. When we reached the end of the alley, there was a small bamboo forest on the left. Inside, there were shadows of a few small houses used to raise poultry. On the right is vast silenceFields. The rice in the fields has basically been harvested, and the higher fields in the distance have been planted with vegetables.
A gust of wind blew the bamboo rustling from side to side. “Why is it so cold all of a sudden?” The fat man said, inserting us, and he was scolded by us again. In the end, Bingsheng said triumphantly: “What’s terrible? If a ghost comes out, we can cover the lamp holder with our hands. Isn’t there blood? All ghosts are scared away.” Bidsheng snatched the lamp holder tied to my forehead. Turning on the switch, and then covering the light with his hand, the back of his hand was indeed bleeding red. In the dark, it was so dazzling and terrifying. After seeing it, I felt very uncomfortable, so I took the lamp back, and we also agreed with his approach. He was so happy that he ran around, and we were always worried for him.
Walk along the two or three-meter-wide sandy road to the depths of the fields, with a small canal on each side of the road. I turned on the light to shine towards the canal. There was movement ahead, and a strange cry came. I followed the sound. A snake bit a frog. The frog’s lower body was swallowed by the snake. We stared blankly. What? Normally, the justice had already crossed the snake to death. What is he doing today?