Chapter 1 Introduction
"...Seeing that bitch bite Beiji's neck.

"Begy's waving little hands immediately drooped down like noodles.

"I was impatient when I saw it, I jumped over with the knife in both hands, and with one knife, I stabbed the mother in the stomach.

"The mother turned her head to look at me, her eyes glowed green, and she rushed towards me all of a sudden, 'Ceng—'.

"Before I could react, it grew taller and stood in front of my eyes.

"I think it's over, the neck must have been bitten off.

"I closed my eyes, held the knife tightly with both hands, and waited to die.

"At this moment, a 'plop' sound was heard, and something heavy fell to the ground.

"Opening my eyes, I saw that mother-in-law had fallen at my feet.

"It turned out that when I stabbed it in the stomach with a knife, it slammed up and opened its stomach and opened it up.

"I woke up and went to see how Becky was doing.

"I didn't run two steps, and my left foot felt caught by something.

"Looking back, it was the half-grown gangster who jumped up and bit my foot.

"One hot and one cold, and I haven't felt any pain yet.

"At this time, Wu Laqin's whip came over and hit the half-sized Xie Gang on the back.

"When it trembled, it actually bit my foot and didn't let go.

"It has a copper head, an iron back, a pewter waist, and hemp straw legs, so beating its back won't help.

"Wulaqin ran over and grabbed it by the neck, but it still didn't open its mouth.

"Four claws scratched randomly, Wu Laqin's padded jacket was scratched, and cotton balls were flying all over the sky.

"I clenched the knife tightly and stabbed it in the stomach.

"At this time, Ban Daxie let go of his mouth, and his four paws drooped.

"Look at my feet again, two toes are missing..."

When grandma talked about this, her eyes always brightened.

Because of this encounter, grandma lost a foot.

She originally had an elegant name of "Bao Yixian", but was changed to "One-legged Immortal" by the people in the camp.

When I was a child, the animal "Xie Gang" terrified me very much.

Fortunately, I never saw them.

Once I asked my grandma, how do you write the word "猍恶"?

She said: "'Nine times out of ten, see the big bug when you go into the mountains', that's all."

I checked the dictionary, but I couldn't find such two words.

When I grew up, I always listened to my grandma telling her stories more than once when I went back to my hometown, but I was no longer as scared to death as I was when I was a child.

After listening too much, I became indifferent, and sometimes I even felt nagging and old-fashioned.

But after my grandma passed away, I really wanted to hear her nagging and her stories.

That story is really nice.

Not only is it nice to hear, but it can always show the life, love and hatred of their generation.

I often travel to that era and watch the miserable life of their generation.

Their suffering is far deeper than what is recorded in the book.

Unfortunately, I cannot restore that era with a computer.

(End of this chapter)

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