Time flies, time flies. Unexpectedly, Li Gui grew up to be thirteen years old and became a naughty boy. He often climbs mountains and trees. He climbs mountains to the highest and most dangerous cliffs to dig eagle nests, and climbs trees to the steepest and wildest branches to dig out old birds' eggs. The villagers gave him a nickname: Flying Centipede.
He was also fooled. When he went to the back mountain, the mountain was full of pine trees. When he walked into the mountain, he found a tall pine tree supporting a huge bird's nest on the top. He rolled up his sleeves, hugged the tree and climbed straight up. , he guessed that there must be eggs in the nest, and planned to get them down, bury them in the ashes of the fire pit, and burn them to eat. He had eaten it several times before, and the shells of the birds' eggs had burst, revealing the tender bamboo shoot-like protein, which was delicious.
At this moment, he climbed up the tree with all his strength, imagining the delicious taste of bird eggs crazily in his mind. But when he climbed to the middle of the tree, suddenly, a black shadow passed in front of his eyes, followed by a "croak" cry. Li Gui felt his body stumbled, and knew that it was the old woman protesting that he should not climb the tree. Endanger its nest.
Li Guisui stared at the crows circling above his head, not afraid, and continued to climb up the tree. When he was about half a meter away from the nest, the old woman swooped down from the sky with a roar and pecked Li Gui's forehead with her gray-black sharp beak. . A sharp pain hit him, and Li Gui instinctively threw his hand to drive away the approaching crow.
At this moment, due to excessive exertion, his body fell unbalanced. It happened that a branch under the tree blocked his body. He quickly grabbed the branch to prevent him from falling. His heart almost jumped out of his throat, and thick liquid appeared on his forehead. When he touched it with his hand, it was blood. His fingers were stained with that terrifying red color, and there was a fishy smell. He slowly retreated from the tree and sat next to the root of the tree, with a sad face and looked hatefully at the old woman who was still hovering around the bird's nest.
When Li Gui returned home, his family saw the bloody scar on his forehead and asked him what happened and whether he had a fight with someone. He lied and said that he accidentally hit a wooden stake on his forehead.
My mother said angrily: "You are too wild. If only that wooden stake pierced your eyes, you would become blind. Let's see if you dare to run around."
His mother's scolding voice made Li Gui's heart tremble. right! If the old bird hadn't pecked his forehead, it would have been over if it pecked his eyes. Thinking about it this way, he never dared to go up a tree to make bird eggs again. But he hated the old owl who pecked his forehead very much. Can you shoot it? He suddenly remembered the hunter Liu Duanping in the village. He was a hunchbacked old man in his fifties who had made a living by hunting for many years. He usually did not shoot birds that were too small. The smallest bird he shot was the turtle dove. The feathers and clean meat are only four taels, and he is too lazy to patronize birds with less than four taels.
Li Gui didn't know whether the old bird had four ounces of meat. If Liu Duanping was asked to shoot the crow nesting in the pine tree in the back mountain with a shotgun, would he be willing? Li Gui thought about how to make Liu Duanping be at his mercy. He frowned and had an idea.
That day, Liu Duanping was taking a nap. When he woke up, there was a bundle of firewood in the main room. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw clearly. It was strange, who brought me a bundle of firewood? I have to thank them, but I don’t know who is secretly helping him. Just as he was about to wash up, Li Gui walked into the main room from outside with a smile on his face and said that he had sent the bundle of firewood.
Li Gui, you are so good. Liu Duanping boasted and approached Li Gui excitedly. Li Gui said, I know you have suffered. The misfortune he was referring to probably meant that Liu Duanping's parents died in his early years, he had no money to marry, and he lived alone and desolately.
Now there was a child caring about him. He was very touched and asked Li Gui if he had had lunch. Li Gui said he had and asked Liu Duanping if he could help him with anything. Liu Duanping didn't answer. He held his little hand and looked at it. A bloody scab on his forehead asked: What did you do? Li Gui said: I will tell you next time.
Can't you tell me now?
no! I have to tell you. You have to arrange a few things for me to do. Once they are done and you are satisfied, I will tell you what happened to the bloody scab on my forehead.
While Li Gui was talking to him, his eyes caught a glimpse of a shotgun hanging on the wall of the main room. He wished he could use this shotgun to kill the old bird that pecked his forehead.
Liu Duanping thought this child was quite interesting. He rubbed his hands and said to Li Gui: Then I will arrange for you to clean the front and back of my house. Then you can tell me the reason for the bloody scab on my forehead!
Li Gui nodded and went to get the broom. When he got the broom, he looked at the shotgun hanging on the wall and imagined the tragic scene of the old bird being shot to death - it was shot in the pine tree and fell down. , fell to the ground, still jumping, its wings moved, and the black pearl-like eyeballs were slowly closed by the eyelids.
For about half an hour, Li Gui cleaned the front and back of Liu Duanping's house without putting down the broom in his hand. Liu Duanping approached him: Okay, you can tell me the cause of the bloody scab on your forehead.
Li Gui came to Liu Duanping and put down his broom, then knelt down and said: Uncle Liu, you must avenge me! These words confused Liu Duanping. He thought someone had bullied Li Gui and left scars on Li Gui's forehead. Then he asked: Tell me, who bullied you? I want to support you and seek an explanation for you.
Li Gui shook his head: There is nothing to say. It was not the people who bullied me, but the old woman who bullied me. It was the old woman who pecked my bloody scab.
Why did the old woman peck you? This is strange, no one else pecked. As Liu Duanping spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Li Gui up: "Don't kneel down. I can't help you avenge this. Who knows where the old owl that pecked your forehead has flown to?" There's really nothing to say.
Li Gui was about to kneel down again, but Liu Duanping held him back. Li Gui said: You can definitely help me avenge this. I know where the old owl is. Next, he told about an old emu nest on the big pine tree in the back mountain and the reason why he was pecked by the old emu woman because he climbed the tree to get the eggs. Li Gui knelt down again: Uncle Liu, you must avenge this for me.
How to repay this revenge? Liu Duanping still held him back from kneeling down and asked him this.
Li Gui glanced at the shotgun hanging on the wall of the hall and said, "You know how to hunt. How difficult is it to shoot an old woman?"
Liu Duanping pondered for a long time, looking at the brightly swept place, thinking that Li Gui's request to him was a disguised deal with him. But he felt that this transaction was not a loss, not to mention that Li Gui helped him very obediently. Even if it was not helpful, after knowing this, he should accept Li Gui's request, hunt down the crow, and do something for Li Gui. tone.
At that moment, Liu Duanping picked up the shotgun and went out. He turned around and said to Li Gui who was following him: If you don't want to come, just wait at home. I might be able to shoot that old bird.
Li Gui stopped reluctantly, thinking: Even if you kill an old bird and bring it back, who knows if the old bird you killed is the old bird that made its nest in the pine tree? I don't care if I kill an old bird somewhere else.
