let me be quiet

Chapter 34

Walking happily, he saw a fan tree at the foot of the mountain covered with yellow and attractive pears. The woodcutter felt his mouth dry, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, put down the firewood, and lifted a pole to knock down a pear.

Laughing straight, he wiped it with his sleeve casually, blinked his eyes, held it up in his hand and was about to bite it off, but the bite was in vain.

The woodcutter was puzzled, and when he looked closely, he saw a monkey hanging upside down from the branch of the pear tree, snatching his pear, and jumping aside to eat it happily.

"Hey, you monkey, how did you grab my fruit?"

The woodcutter grabbed the pole and wanted to catch it.

The monkey chirped at him, and pointed to the tree for a while.

The woodcutter was old and his eyesight was not very good. He walked over and took a closer look, only to see a doll wrapped in a picture scroll under the pear tree. He hurriedly discarded the pole and picked it up.

"Ouch, which family's cub is this? Why did it get thrown into this mountain?"

Turning aside the picture scroll to look at it, the doll looks good, but how could it smell so much of alcohol?

"Oh, what a crime, did his parents want to get him drunk and starve to death here?"

Busily hugged her in her arms and hurried home.

The monkey king saw that his eyesight was not very good, and he couldn't see so many monkeys lying on the tree. He scratched his head, and was worried about the little baby, so he sent a little naughty monkey to take care of it.

The little naughty monkey has stayed in the valley for nearly a hundred years, but he hasn't grown a single child. Even if he wants to find a girlfriend, it's better to go to the human world, so he bids farewell to the monkey group and follows the woodcutter.

The woodcutter's family was poor and he had no wife or children. He built two wooden houses on the Laoshan Mountain, and he had very little literacy, so he had to collect some firewood and carry it to the town to exchange some wine money.

Fortunately, he had some knowledge of folk medicine, smashed some herbs, boiled it into rice porridge, and fed it to the sleeping baby.

The naughty monkey saw that he was very kind, so he took this place as his home, and went to lift the lid of the wooden pot made by the woodcutter for a while, and pulled out the yellow corn hanging on the beam for a while.

The woodcutter didn't pay much attention to it, he opened the scroll and looked carefully for clues. After looking at it for a long time, he only recognized three characters in the poem: flower, ten, one.

I also saw that the person in the painting is very similar to this child, I guess it is his father, could it be that the child's father is Hua Shiyi?

So what's the name for this cub?After thinking about it for a long time, the child was thrown under the pear tree, probably his parents wanted to leave him, so let's call him Huali.

Huali was born with good looks and eccentric spirit, he was very fond of the woodcutter, he was sent to the school in the town when he was four years old, and studied and wrote with his husband, but the good times didn't last long, the woodcutter died when he was ten years old.

Before dying, Hua Li cried into tears and asked him why he had to die.

The woodcutter chuckled: "Silly boy, how can people not die, unless they are gods in the sky."

Hua Li remembered this sentence, and after burying the woodman, he decided to go to the rivers and lakes to see if there was any way to cultivate into a fairy.

That naughty monkey hasn't changed at all, he is very good with Huali, he stayed in the human world for a long time, until he became a spirit, he stays by Huali's side all day long, and is called Mao Mao by him.

A few years later, Huali grew up to be a pretty boy, and after being in the world for a long time, and with a monkey again, his IQ is inevitably a bit erratic.

One day, he led the donkey, and the donkey carried the wool, and went back to Laoshan to worship the woodcutter. When he first arrived at the door of his house, he saw two clusters of grapes hanging on the vine in front of the house, which were round and glistening.

Both the man and the monkey were very happy, and rushed over to pick them. The man and the monkey each had a bunch, ready to eat, but who knows, the grapes in hand disappeared instantly, and there was an extra beard and eyebrows all white. old man.