Chapter 16 Section 1

Everything became less and less clear.Because my story has another beginning: After becoming the governor of Xiangxi, every morning when Xue Song woke up, he had to pinch his nose hard, because he suspected that he hadn’t woken up, so he saw the bamboo raft opposite him. wall.The wall seemed to him a disgrace, a tight-knit fence, to put it bluntly.On that wall, there is a window made of bamboo. If you put it up, you will see a papaya tree. On the tree is a hornet's nest the size of a lantern. Thousands of hornets gather on it. It looks very ugly, like A live horse dung egg.Even if you don't open the windows, you can hear the buzzing of wasps.As a native of the Central Plains, having a hornet's nest so close to one's window is a difficult feeling to get used to.It was also easy for him to think of finding a few handfuls of straw and setting fire to the wasps.It's an idea that works in temperate regions, but it certainly won't work here: smoke out one hornet's nest, and it will attract a whole village of hornets to fly around the house like a yellow whirlwind, stinging people and pigs alike. , Sting the dog, even the rats are hard to escape.This shows that the hornets are very powerful here.Of course, if you don't smoke them, they will never sting you, and they can even guard the vegetable garden for you. Wasps know people who live in harmony with them.Xue Song didn't smoke the hornets, and he didn't dare either.But he doesn't like letting the wasp live in his backyard, it seems that he has signed an alliance with the wasp.

He still didn't like the way he woke up. Before he woke up, a girl shouted in his ear: Hey, hey!It's time to get up!After waking up, I saw my handle being held in a small hand.At this time, he shouted in a general's stern voice: Let go!The girl was irritated by the harshness of her tone, and said with a fierce slam: "I hate it!"What a show!Of course the person who was thrown felt very painful, so he got up cursing and went to the garden to find breakfast.Like all people living in the subtropical jungle, Xue Song has his own garden.The garden was shrouded in a purple mist, and there was a strong fragrance, like phlox in full bloom, with a bitter taste in the fragrance.The girl who threw him also came with him to this purple garden, with a red ribbon around her neck, her naked ocher body—she was the red thread.The red line followed Xue Song, saying in a fast rhythm of Didi Dada: What's wrong with me──What's wrong with me──Why are you angry─Why didn't you tell me──as if speaking a fast foreign language .Xue Song stopped, and said impatiently: You can't wake me up like this!You have to say: "Report to my lord, it's dawn."Hongxian was stunned for a moment, stuck out his tongue, and said, "Oh my god, it's so disgusting!"Xue Song's face was gloomy, and he said: "If you don't like it, forget it."Unexpectedly, Hongxian's eyes widened, her nostrils puffed up, and she burst out laughing: Who says I'm not happy?My pleasure.I am going to chop wood, my lord.If the master is okay, it is best to help me chop.There is a lot of firewood to chop.After she finished speaking, she turned around and swaggered away to the door to chop wood.This time it was Xue Song's turn to be stunned for a moment, he thought the red line was a bit weird.But I always feel that he is the weird one.

The purple color in Xue Song's back garden comes from the vines on the fence. This kind of vines have a kind of purple flowers, each bud is as big as a child's fist, once open, the stamen is another bud.Driving back and forth like this, a thing like a leopard's tail is produced.The fragrance comes from this flower.But this fence is a row of hard-stem wild chrysanthemums. They grow to a height of more than one foot, and a small yellow flower blooms at the top where the sun can be seen, but this kind of flower is almost invisible on the ground, but can be seen. It's just the purple leaves of wild chrysanthemums, which have a certain resemblance to eggplant leaves.In the garden, there are four fig trees with blue leaves and ripe fruits, but Xue Song has no interest in figs.The blue figs hung for a long time, and when no one came to pick them, they fell from the tree and were eaten by Piggy.In the garden, there are also some agaves, some cacti, some green stripes on the dark purple background, and stimulated by the scent of vines, they all bloom purple flowers.Xue Song thought that these flowers were not only weird, but also obscene, so he walked past these flowers, wanting to pick a papaya to eat.The flower of papaya is simple, and the fruit is also simple.So he saw the hornet's nest.This thing is like a mine suspended in mid-air. Because it is morning, it absorbs the water in the fog, so it becomes very heavy, bending the papaya branch as thick as the mouth of the bowl.The big tree bent sideways.By noon, the tree will be straight again.It is not difficult to imagine how big this hornet's nest is.But this hornet's nest wasn't big enough.The bigger hornet's nest hung on another tree, and from morning to noon, the tree couldn't get right, always crooked.

The hornet's nest is made of various fiber materials. In addition to dead branches and leaves, there are also various pieces of paper and rags, so the hornet's nest is an out-and-out garbage dump.When it gets dark, it emits a rotten smell that attracts all the fireflies around.At this time, the hornets had all returned to their nests to sleep, and the fireflies completely occupied the surface of the hornets' nest, turning it into a gigantic cold-light lantern; moreover, it smelled like a vinegar factory.As we all know, when fireflies gather together, they will light up and go out in the same rhythm.When it lights up, it seems like a shooting star has fallen into Xue Song's backyard, or a messy moon has risen; when it goes out, those fireflies seem to have disappeared all at once, and only an ominous buzzing can be heard Voice.If Xue Song is having sex with Hongxian at this time, he will unknowingly be in the same rhythm as the fireflies.At this moment he felt that he had become a green beetle, flickering on and off behind his ass.The light from the fireflies would still leak in through the gaps in the bamboo building, illuminating the little face of the red thread and the red ribbon around her neck. She lifted her upper body from the floor and looked at Xue Xue intently. Song. ──As I said, when I feel lonely, Xue Song holds the red thread in his arms.But he always felt that she was a child, strange—in this light, the red ribbon would turn black.Her upper body was bare and taut, not like a woman, just like a girl.Her eyes were focused on Xue Song, as if she didn't know what she was doing.After a long time, she seemed to understand it, and said loudly: "Master Qi, you have cross eyes." Then she relaxed her body, fell on her back on the bamboo floor, and moaned loudly.For some reason, this made Xue Song feel bad, maybe because he knew that he was right.Hongxian's breasts were tight and round, which also made Xue Song unable to adapt; at this moment, he often thought of the pocket-like breasts of that old prostitute—the old prostitute never said that he was a match.When faced with the pocket-like breasts of the old prostitute, he couldn't get used to it. Looking back at the round breasts of the red thread, he still felt that the old prostitute always used the same stereotypes, which was really boring.So upside down, he can't always adapt.Anyway, let's put Xue Song's bad feelings aside for now.That morning, when Xue Song went to pick papayas in the garden, he was suddenly plotted against by someone. He was slashed and lost half of his ear—not only was his face covered in blood, but he was also permanently disfigured.Assuming this is the real beginning of the story, all previous text can be deleted.