Once upon a time, in the depths of the Enshi Mountains, an old man who never went out. Not much literacy, but there is still a life of slash and burn. He feels fresh about everything beyond the mountain. But all his relatives live at the foot of the mountain. Once, I wanted to see how life outside was. He decided to walk down the mountain relatives. When he arrived at his relative’s house, the relatives treated him with meat. During the dinner, the relatives tried to persuade him, saying: “You can eat the vegetables. Don’t be polite” and give him a large piece of pork and put him on him. In the bowl, he thought to himself that the mountain people are different from the mountain people. They are so talented that they all cook meat. What a taste! Show off to others after you get home.
Soon, he went to his relatives’ house to play again. He saw his relatives playing chess and asked questions about it. Such a plate is really weird. After I had a general idea, I pointed to the side and saw my friend call the chess rook “pig”. I thought to myself how the people on the mountain are different from the people on the mountain. Che is clearly reading cars, why they think it is a “pig” is really different.
After a short while, he came to play with his relatives for the third time. His hands were rotten and he couldn’t move. He went to his relatives for recuperation, and the relatives asked: “How do you get your hands? For such a big piece, you can get some medicine and spread it so that it will heal faster.” He replied, “The last time I went home from your house, there was no water in my field. So, it was my water truck. “Pigs” watered into the field. “Pigs” my handcart. Look at the vegetables in my hands, they are still rotten.”